Chapter 134: Chapter 133 [Rick]

Rick could feel the dampness of her crotch against his pants, her paw keeping him pinned against the bedding. Monica’s blue-green eyes shone in the darkness of the shack, the only source of light what little filtered through the open door. Her paws were warm, her touch surprisingly soft despite the aggressive use of force from moments earlier.

“Sir, sh-.”

Dia’s words were cut off by the feline’s head snapping towards the door and growling with such intensity, Rick could feel the vibrations all around him.

“Just… don’t piss her off.” He replied, leaning upwards, and immediately getting shoved back down.

“Sex. Now. Dia. No.” Monica proclaimed with a solid, bone-chilling glare.

“I’ll… wait outside.”

“You do MFFFF.”

Monica sealed his lips with a kiss, then immediately pulled back, scoffing and spitting. “RICK!” She whined in complaint, grabbing a fistful of cloth and shoving it into his mouth. Her anger turned into betrayal and annoyance, her claws moving across his body in an attempt to get his shirt off in one go.

The human laughed, pulling out the piece of cloth and helping her along, ignoring the half-hearted glare she sent his way as he reached up to help her remove her own shirt. It was hard to see what with how dark everything was, but even in the darkness, he could feel the weight and softness of her breasts as they escaped from the cloth that confined them. Monica shuddered as his cool fingers squeezed her warm tits, their flesh overflowing through his fingers. There was just too much of her for each hand.

“Riiiick.” She moaned now, her nipples poking at his palms, the weight she bore down on him relenting now that he was reciprocating. The thrust of her hips against his pants gained an edge of growing impatience and intensity.

“Shhhh.” He whispered, releasing one of her tits and moving his right hand down between her thighs. It was easy to find the source of her need. She was wet, practically drenched. The scent of her arousal was thick, her folds warm to the touch.

Another low moan, a slow thrust of her hips. Monica grabbed hold of his shoulders and shoved her breast on his face. He obliged, leaning into her, teasing her with his touch, driving the feline to move quickly against him. She needed no warm-up, but he enjoyed it all the same.

Her weight bore down on him, but Rick wriggled his fingers, nudging her hips to rise. Slowly, he wriggled out from under her, teeth bearing down on her nipples with as severe a bite as he could make it right as he thrust his fingers into her hard. Her response was immediate, a rumbling roar, her arms pulling him against her chest. The maiden leaned back, and Rick took the advantage to push.

Monica presented no resistance, falling back and dragging him along the way, suffocating him with her breast, wriggling madly as the orgasm wrapped through her. Rick took the chance to lower his pants, already hard and ready, he didn’t waste any time to guide himself into her eager cunt.

With her legs instantly locked around him, she let him breathe and release her eraser-thick nipple. Still high from the small orgasm, she pulled him into a kiss. Instantly she yowled, he couldn’t see her face in the dark, but the sound was greatly annoyed. The feline shoved him back down into her breast and he obliged, tongue and lips laying claim of her flesh as he thrust hard into her.

The Sabertooth maiden tightened, sex slick and silky, one claw grasped his ass to help him thrust harder, the other kept his face against her left tit. Rick used his hands to grip her hip and push. Every thrust rocked them both on the bedding, wild and fast, there was little room for patience, alcohol and pure sensation driving them forward as she met him thrust for thrust.

Wordless, Monica cried out again, pulling him deeper into her embrace. He could feel her holding back, letting the sensations wash over her yet keeping a tight seed of concern within herself, all too aware…

“Turn around.” He growled, struggling with her legs, jaw tightening as he felt himself all too close to the edge.

She didn’t understand up and until he reached for her tail and yanked at it hard enough she yowled. Taking a long breath, she moved fast, opening her legs and turning around. A mutual gasp as he pulled out of her as she repositioned, his own grasp on her tail the tether that led him to her taut ass.

They fumbled, Monica lowering herself to her knees and then having to adjust further for him, her thighs quivering as he found her needy sex and thrust back into her. With one hand grasping her tail, the other slapped her hips. Monica growled, pushing back against him hard enough it almost sent him stumbling over. A warning as much as a request. And he obliged, guiding himself back into her waiting sex and pushing.

It was wild and out of control. Rick barely able to hold on as he clutched at her body for dear life while she threw herself back at him, finally able to stop holding back as the new angle could barely let her exert any of it on him.

Rick couldn’t hold out much longer, feeling himself reaching the edge as she roared once more. The human leaned over, hugging her hips as his hand reached down to her cunt, reaching for that sweet spot right over where their flesh met, fingers pressing down on her clit. It drove her wild, Monica roared again, this time her whole body shaking and pressing hard against Rick, causing his knees to drag across the floor as the cloth they were fucking on made a loud ripping sound.

He collapsed on her taut ass while she fell face first into the hay. Both of them enjoying the ripples of the afterglow, the feline shuddering with every stroke of his fingers over her clit.

And yet, she growled, breathless, tired, but a growl.

“Shhh.” Dia whispered in the dark, her hands pressing against Rick’s naked lower back.

“What are yo-?”

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Monica stirred, beginning to gather the strength to move, but failing as soon as Dia’s hand reached down under and between Rick’s thighs and stroking his sack. A surge ran through him, his cock throbbing hard enough both feline and human moaned in unison.

“Dia?”

“Let me help.” She spoke smoothly, fingers stroking over Monica’s pussy and trailing her way down to the base of his shaft. “Master.”

The word was a hushed little thing, followed by a stroke that sent tingles up and down his spine. Rick glanced in Dia’s direction but only saw darkness, still, her free hand reached out to him, pulling him into a kiss. Her lips were hungry, her other hand stroking Monica and the human. The nurse took the hand he wasn’t using to grip the feline’s tail, placing it squarely between her thighs, pressing his fingers into her sex.

Moaning into the kiss, the strange rhythm overtook them. Sabertooth moaned and humped, Rick kissed and thrust, Dia stroked and kissed. The pink-haired maiden hungrily took the whole of his head, his chest, his balls. Monica squeezed his cock and thrust against his hips with gusto. A second wind was upon the two lovers, and the third was all too eager to participate.

With the human’s exploratory digits, Dia finally let go of his head, grasping his arm and forcing her whole naked body against it. She cried out, legs giving out as she shrieked, pulling him with her.

The trio collapsed, Rick stumbling and pinning Dia to the ground, the maiden wrapping her arms around him protectively as she took the brunt of the impact. There was a long collective sigh, then a second sigh, with Dia breaking into giggles, rolling slightly back and forth as she squeezed Rick’s head against her chest in a tight hug. “That was hot, Maaa~aaster.”

The moment ended quickly as Monica yanked them apart.

“Rick. Monica. No Dia!” She growled, holding him in the air by the chest with her large paw.

“Dia hurt no hurt Monica.” The cat growled, keeping the human firmly pressed against the wall and the nurse to the floor. “Dia hurt no hurt Monica!”

“Dia?”

“She…” A cough and a wheeze. “She caught on to the catnip… sir, only took a bit to get randy and playful, but not enough .”

“Ugh.” Rick groaned, feeling it hard to breathe. “Monica, calm down. No hurt.” His hands reached for the paw holding him in place, slowly stroking it. “No hurt.”

“No Dia, bad Dia.”

“Sir, I should apologize to her.”

“We both should. Not sure how to convey it to her though.”

“Maybe… I have an idea?”

In the darkness, Rick couldn’t really tell what was happening, but Monica’s pressure against him relented as the feline suddenly let out a surprised gasp. A moment later there was a slight moan. “Monica?” He asked, trying to free himself from her grasp but she was quite adamant to keep him pinned against the wall.

She moaned louder, and finally her strength relented, allowing Rick to fall on his feet and stumble in the dark a bit.

“Dia bad?”

“Hm….” Monica’s blue-green eyes shone in the dark, the feline moving towards Rick and enveloping in a tight hug, knocking him down onto the mantles. “Dia bad. Dia no bad bad.”

“What did you…?”

“I tested something… maiden’s secret.”

Feeling too tired and woozy, he relented the point, sighing and trying to adjust himself to sleep instead. He’d… deal with it when he was more clearheaded.

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