The Rak-Sasha Ch. 07

"What... are you?" Amy gasps, shifting a little to allow this mysterious man to undress her. No longer thinking about her friend downstairs or that they had broken into a person's home.

"I belong to the Rak-Sasha" Azetlor replied, watching Amy's eyes travel over his naked body. Admiring her toned muscles and lean frame, the scent of her growing arousal filling his nostrils as he rests on top of her.

For a few moments there was just silence between them, as Azetlor continued to remove every shred of clothing from his inexperienced lover. Leaving the young woman's delicate folds completely exposed, the effect he was having on her seemed to be taking its toll as she arches her back a little. "I always wanted my first time to be something... special" Amy moans, turning to lay her head back against the pillows. Her hands coming to rest on his shoulders, digging her nails into his bronzed skin and helping guide her legs around his waist.

Azetlor nods slightly while bringing the tip of his shaft against her dripping pussy, despite having never felt that before something felt wrong. The head of his cock felt almost pointed a bit, but as it began to slip inside Amy couldn't do anything but moan whimper and beg beneath him. Making sure Amy could feel him easing himself into her inch by inch, allowing her to savor every moment of losing her virginity. She smiles up at him, little flakes of gold beginning to filter into her eyes as she willingly submits to this man... this creature.

"take me... I am yours" Amy whispers, closing her eyes at the sensation of this man's throbbing erection pushes past her moist petals and lodges itself deep within her now soaked slit.

Biting her lower lip to try to hold back her moans of pain, having never been penetrated even with a toy. Now forced to yield to a real man's impressive member slithering into her body for the first time, pushing in deeper and deeper still. Amy could feel every inch, every vein on his shaft as it slides in, eventually meeting some resistance. Knowing if he went further, she would lose her virginity to this creature but she couldn't deny this new feeling urging her to submit. Tightening her grip around him as she nods a little, even raising her hips slightly to help him thrust deeper. A brief pain comes from him tearing her flesh, followed by a new pleasure she had never experienced.

Closing her eyes tightly and letting out a loud and passionate scream, feeling her body shift to accommodate her powerful lover. An endless string of curses slipping through Amy's lips while this creature utterly dominates her, mercilessly shoving himself into her battered cunt as her nails scratch across his shoulders and back. Starting as low grunts and growls, he began to sound more and more like an animal. Amy could feel hair starting to grow out under her fingertips as she tries to pull him down on top of her. Leaning up to kiss him passionately and licking around his developing fangs, even feeling his face pushing out into a feline muzzle.

Even as Azetlor pulls his powerful jaws from her lips, she could only see the human form he revealed to her. Despite the strings of drool still connecting their lips to one another as he turns his head to the side, snarling viciously before lowering his dark lips to her perky breasts. Lathering her smooth orbs with his warm saliva, even catching her nipple between his sharp teeth and causing the young woman to tremble beneath him. Already she could feel the pleasure building within her, waiting for a release as Azetlor looks into her eyes. Seeing more gold flowing into them until they looked just like his own, the true face of the demonic leopard snarling into Amy's face as she began to actually growl back at him.

Her lips darkening, peeling back to reveal that her own teeth were beginning to sharpen. To Amy the man's face was shifting and stretching until it was that of the beast she knew as Sasha's pet. This happening just as her body surrenders to the pleasure ripping through it, causing her legs to tighten around Azetlor's flanks and holding him inside. The feel of the barbs on his inhuman member digging into her insides pulling another scream from deep within her. Part-way through the scream it suddenly becomes caught in her throat, her eyes widen to see the leopard coming closer.

She could feel her juices washing over his erection as he releases his burning hot seed into her, an intense pain and dueling pleasure rips through her body as she experiences her first orgasm with this animal. Azetlor lets out a ferocious roar, his hips slamming wetly against Amy's thighs as he pumps more of his primal essence into her. Seemingly falling on top of the young woman, but instead his body seemed to become ethereal as he fell forward into her and disappeared from sight. Amy's body convulses violently, her eyes flutter and roll back before opening once more and her scream suddenly continues in the form of a powerful animalistic roar. Leopard print spreading out across her skin before it fades, leaving only a few patches of spots that could easily be mistaken for a tattoo.

With a fierce snarl, Amy's eyes open to reveal Azetlor's looking out through her body. Reaching over to touch her shoulders where the leopard's claws had been digging in just moments earlier, a wicked smile coming across her now dark lips as she lets out a low purr. Her hands slowly drifting down over her new body, caressing her breasts that were still wet from being licked. Finding the moist and well-fucked slit between her thighs as she dips her fingers into her sex, taking some of Azetlor's seed mixed with her own juices and bringing them up to her lips. Licking them away hungrily as her nails began to thicken into deadly claws, her teeth having developed into a set of upper and lower fangs as she licks them teasingly.

Carefully sitting up on the bed before stepping out onto the floor, looking at herself in the mirror and admiring her new younger form. It had been a long time since Azetlor had possessed a mortal host, let alone a female and intended to make good use of this new body and referring to herself as such. Knowing that she was in one of the other bedrooms, she quickly moves to the closet to find some clothes but not before putting on Azetlor's collar. Regretting having to dress herself, feeling much more powerful and natural to be naked. Finding a pair of jeans, a shirt and some shoes, but while putting on the jeans she suddenly stops. Feeling the jeans hitting against something behind her and catching sight of her tail swaying back and forth in the mirror. With a little effort, it slips back inside her and disappears from sight. Pulling up the jeans and making her way out of the room, quietly moving down the stairs and heading through the house.

Turning a little to sniff at the air, catching the scent of Amy's friend and following it into one of the other rooms. Opening the doors to see Erica lying motionless on the floor next to what she knew was the Talon of Draikoth. Quickly recognizing the blade and seeing the blood on the tiled floor as she quickly moves over to Erica, snarling angrily as she picks up the dagger and places it back on it's display. "Stupid fucking little bitch!" Azetlor snarls, with Amy's voice but laced with a rumbling growl as if the two of them were speaking in unison.

"Who the fuck are you?" Sasha's voice echoes through the house, causing Azetlor to stop before helping Erica up off the floor. At first not recognizing this possessed woman until she notices the spiked collar around her neck, as well as the feral gold eyes staring back at her. Her obvious anger quickly becoming arousal as her tone shifts to a sultry purr "Azetlor?"

She watches the creature that was once Amy nod slightly, Sasha suddenly rushes towards her and within moments she had Azetlor's back against the wall, kissing her passionately as the two growl and snarl at one another. Roughly clawing at each other's clothes as it looks that they could not restrain their lust and intended to fuck then and there. Azetlor's hand already reaching down to undo her jeans as she hungrily licks at Sasha's neck, causing the blonde to tremble and purr loudly. "You started without me?" The sound of another more masculine and demonic voice causes the pair to stop their lustful reunion, Sasha's now feline features revealed as her head whips around to glare at Nekozar.

Seeing the man the dragon god had possessed standing in the doorway, the reflection on one of the display cases nearby revealing the true form of the beast standing there. Even in his human form, Sasha couldn't deny her lust for him as the possibly crossed her mind of the pleasures she and Azetlor could experience with him. Despite his own desire for the Rak-Sasha, he couldn't help but notice the mortal woman lying unconscious on the floor. The two demonic felines understand that he was referring to the ritual to summon their master Draikoth, seeing the cut on Erica's hand as she snarls angrily "Fuck!!"

"Take her to the caves, get her out of here..." Sasha growls, pushing Azetlor away and watching her pet slowly fix her shirt and pants.

"Why, I thought we needed her for the ritual?"

"Just do what I say, make sure everything is prepared and we will join you after dark" Sasha explains, pushing Azetlor over towards Erica's lifeless form. Finding that she was still breathing softly, but seemingly unable to awaken despite the noises around her.

Azetlor easily picks up Erica's sleeping form and begins carrying Erica in her arms, walking past Nekozar with her as he leans over. Flicking his long forked tongue out into the air before suddenly a hand slaps across his face, as he turns away from the slap his face distorts to become the face of the dragon god himself. Turning back at who had the nerve to snap him and finding Sasha standing there, glaring at him and holding up her now paw-like hand as she lets out a threatening growl. Her red eyes glowing with rage while speaking to her lover in her true beastly voice "The whore must remain clean... untainted... she must remain pure for Draikoth to accept the sacrifice"

"He can have her... I want you" Nekozar purrs lustfully into Sasha's ear.

Nekozar nods slightly, growling back as he reaches over to grab a handful of Sasha's lion-like mane of blonde hair. Knowing they still had some time before nightfall, he could hear the sound of her clothes beginning to tear. Her black dress splitting down the sides as her body assumes it's true form of a humanoid feline demon. Her beautifully curved horns sliding out only to be met by Nekozar's now clawed hands, looking up at her lover and staring into his purple eyes as he too allowed himself to transform. The two supernatural beasts fall onto the floor in a tangle of passion, their muzzles locked together in a fierce and animalistic kiss while Azetlor carries Erica out towards Amy's dad's van. Tossing the young woman in the back and slamming the doors before getting in herself, speeding away down the empty suburban streets.