Page 15 of Feral

With a demonstrative huff, I turned my back to my—former—colleague and shrugged out of my soaked shirt. It was such an immediate relief to get the clingy fabric off my overheated body, the last of my self-consciousness faded to nothing. Eager to cool down as much as possible, I unclasped my bra and made quick work of my pants zipper and button, kicking off shoes and socks before I could shed them and my panties.

There was a moment’s relief as I stood naked on the cold floor next to the pile of discarded clothes. It felt glorious to no longer have the soaked garments clinging to my hypersensitive skin, and even though I was still much too hot, at least I wasn’t also wrapped up.

“Please lay back on the bench.”

I turned my head toward Dr. Urwin, my upper lip curling in a snarl at him. He wasn’t who I needed, so why the fuck was he here?

Dr. Urwin’s eyebrows shot up in amusement, and I blinked when I realized what I’d done. I’d…snarled?Like an animal. And what the hell was up with the errant thoughts about… aboutneedingsomeone?

As much as I wanted to deny it, I knew exactly where those thoughts came from. Images of that alpha mounting Gloria played before my mind’s eye and resonated deep in my core. My abdomen twinged with longing.

Fuck.

Without a word, I walked over to the bench and lay down. I didn’t resist when Dr. Urwin placed the leather cuffs around my wrists and ankles, securing me to the padded surface.

I lay there for what felt like forever, sweating and waiting for the mounting pressure in my abdomen to finally break, but no matter how much I writhed on the bench and squeezed my thighs together to alleviate the need to be touched between them, nothing happened. It soon got to a point where, as much as I had dreaded their plans to force me into mating heat, I was desperate for it to finally sweep me away, because this… this was agony.

“How much longer?” I finally whined at Dr. Urwin, who at least hadn’t gone back to his stupid desk this time. He was watching over me as I squirmed in my restraints, eyebrows furrowed.

“It should have broken now,” he said. “I think it’s time we give you some stimulants to push you over the edge. I’ll be back in a moment.”

I whimpered pitifully when he left the room, not wanting to be left alone. As frustrated and irritated as I was, the moment he closed the door behind him and I was all alone, all I wanted was for him to return.

The flickering fluorescent light reflected off the white walls, somehow enhancing the sterile scent of disinfectant and the rattle of the chains tying my leather cuffs to the bed every time I fidgeted. While Dr. Urwin had been there, it’d been easier to pretend this was just a normal research project—that I was participating for the sake of scientific progress. Not tied up and waiting for a huge alpha murderer to penetrate me like a feral beast.

I breathed in deeply, doing my best to ignore the twinges from my abdomen as I focused on that look in 351’s eyes that’d made me risk all to save him in the first place. That sense of humanity behind his primitive instincts I’d seen when he touched my cheek to thank me for caring for his injuries.

But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get his wild eyes and huge cock when he was locked in the breeding room out of my thoughts. He was an alpha through and through, and unless his humanity managed to surface, nothing was going to save me from the monstrous girth between his legs.

Thankfully Dr. Urwin was back within a few minutes, a piece of cloth in his hand, and my increasing panic instantly eased some just from his presence. As much as he’d irritated me earlier, and as much as I should probably have despised him for what he was about to do to me, I only felt relief. At least I wouldn’t be alone in the medical-scented room with only my own anxious thoughts for company. And besides, as much as I was dreading what he was going to let happen to me, at least he’d stopped me from being sent to Ezban.

“All right,” he said, placing the cloth over my nose. “Take a few deep breaths of this. It’s laced with 351’s scent from his last rut—it should push you over the edge.”

I’d heard about such cloths before. Single women sometimes purchased pieces of fabric soaked in alpha sweat to enhance their private pleasure sessions. I’d never been among them, finding the idea of sniffing an alpha’s sweat far more disgusting than erotic, but as I carefully smelled the cloth pressed against my nostrils, something… somethingweirdhappened to my body.

The scent of man and musk andsexfilled my lungs, and a full-body shudder passed through my limbs before I could even comprehend how intoxicatinglyamazingthe smell of that cloth was. I sucked in another greedy gulp, and another, intent on inhaling as much of that wonderful scent as I could. My nipples hardened to aching points while I mewled and rubbed my face against the piece of fabric and fought against the restraints because all I wanted, all I needed, was more of that smell. I wanted to roll in it, rub my pussy against it…

The errant thought made me realize the growing heat south of my bellybutton and the powerful throb that had my clit twitching for every one of my heartbeats.God,I needed to be touched!

Aching to feel friction against my aching nub of nerves,anyfriction, I kicked my legs uselessly against the ankle restraints and tried to rub my spread thighs against each other to sate the increasing desperation growing there.

“Ah, modern women,” Dr. Urwin sighed somewhere above me. I was too preoccupied with sniffing the piece of cloth to pay much attention to where. “You try to pretend like you want independence and a nice beta husband to settle down with, but when it comes right down to it, every one of you would much rather spread your legs for a primitive alpha.” He sounded bitter, but before my brain could fully process his tone, his hand came down between my legs, smacking against my swollen labia and aching clit. I squealed at the sharp sting, and then moaned brokenly when he began rubbing his fingertips against my stiff little bud.

Fuck, it feltso good.Some distant part of my mind railed against his touch—this wasn’t professional, and he wasn’t the man I wanted to touch me there, but…oh,it felt amazing. Every instinct in my body ached for a release—somehow, I knew deep down that that would ease my suffering.

“Please, don’t stop,” I whimpered, not moving my head from the delicious scent of alpha pressed against my nose.

Dr. Urwin snorted, but didn’t pause the firm pressure against my most sensitive spot. “Do you have any idea how you look, spread open and panting like a bitch in heat?” he growled, a mocking tone in his voice, but also an edge of frustration. “You’re a woman of science, and right now, you’d like nothing more than to be shoved into that feral alpha’s cage so you can offer your cunt to him. Isn’t that right? Heck, I bet you’d happily let Dr. Axell mount you. I’ve seen the looks you give him—the big alpha boss. Everyone’s always fawning over him and his brilliance. I bet if he’d offered, you’d have let him tie you to the breeding post after hours even without the drugs.

“Would you like to know why he’s not the one servicing you, instead of the lowly beta doctor you’d never look twice at if you had the choice?” Dr. Urwin paused long enough to push the hood of my clit back, and then grabbed the bared little nub between thumb and index finger, squeezing viciously.

The unprotected touch directly to the cluster of hypersensitive nerves sent me off the bed with a yowl. Only the restraints kept me from falling to the floor. I arched up as high as I could, squirming and screaming incoherently as raw, electric jolts of sensation crackled through my poor clit and made every muscle in my body jerk. It hurt sogood,I didn’t know if I wanted to beg him to stop or to do it harder.

“It turns out, Dr. Axell, for all his brilliance and all his derogatory comments about women and their instincts, is as much a slave to his primal self as the poor bastards we have locked up downstairs. Seeing you like this… all tied down with that pretty little cunt winking like crazy, begging for a nice, thick dick? He’d mount you himself, and then probably kill you once he was done. The esteemed doctor doesn’t like to be reminded that, when it comes right down to it, he’s just like the feral beasts we poke and prod all day.”

I probably should have been more concerned with what he was saying, but I didn’t have it in me to focus on anything but the excruciating pleasure being forced into my abused clit. For every pinch, the tension deep inside of my abdomen grew. I writhed mindlessly, blindly searching for relief. And, just as the pressure right behind my pelvic bone became unbearable… it broke.

A flush of sticky liquid rushed out of my frantically spasming core, covering my thighs and the medical bench below me. My body arched as high as the restraints allowed while waves of euphoria rolled through my pelvis, taking me closer and closer to that elusive peak… until the abuse against my pulsing clit abruptly stopped.

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