Noir returned early in the morning, the sun barely peeking over the horizon, painting the sky with warm tones contrasting with the tension in the air. The males guarding the entrance to the village watched the four stripes on Noir's arm with a mixture of respect and fear. They knew that his return meant a shift in the balance of power. In the distance, howls and growls echoed through the trees, a wild symphony that heralded the presence of Noir's return.
Noir, seen by the males of the village as if he were a war veteran, was an enigmatic figure, shrouded in mystery and shadows. His imposing aura gave him an air of danger and authority that few dared to challenge.
Meanwhile, Lalabel was eating breakfast when the first howls reached her ears. She looked up, the gesture of concern etched on her face, and sought Yang's gaze for answers. Yang, with his wolf ears manifesting on his head, sharpened his senses, picking up distant sounds with a precision. Lalabel shook him by the shoulders to give him news about Noir.
Yang, the news came from his lips in a tense whisper: - Noir has returned to the village and is now a marked Tetra.
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It was a cool spring morning when I finished breakfast quickly, feeling the urge to go out and look for Noir. The sunlight was just beginning to filter through the treetops, painting the landscape in soft, warm tones. I left the cabin and stood at the entrance, my heart beating fast in my chest as I scanned the horizon for the figure of my companion.
And there, in the distance, I saw him. Noir, now with an imposing figure of a marked tetra male, his sturdy body and arms, stood out among the village path. His features, now more attractive and seductive.
When our eyes finally met, it was as if time stood still. Noir came running towards me with the same speed my heart was beating. It was as if we were old lovers reuniting after years of separation, with all the longing built up in every step that brought us closer to each other.
And then, we embraced. It was an embrace full of pent-up emotions, of joy at meeting again. My worries vanished when Noir was in my arms.
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Deep in the forest, where the trees stood majestic and the air was infused with the scent of nature, was the small village. On this particular day, hustle and bustle and excitement spread through its paths, as four females, including Lalabel, were about to experience their first union with their respective mates.
In the heart of the village, where sunlight filtered through the branches of the trees, a special ceremony was being prepared. The villagers wove garlands of wildflowers, adorned the paths with flower petals and lit torches to illuminate the coming night. Every detail, every gesture, resonated with the anticipation and love that enveloped the village.
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The other three females, with their own mixtures of excitement and anticipation, were also preparing to join their loved ones in a sacred bond.
The soft murmur of water filled the small bath as Teru helped me prepare for the special moment. Her deft, loving hands moved deftly, caressing my skin gently as she immersed me in the warm bath, trying to calm the frantic beating of my heart.
The moments before my union with Noir were imbued with a heady mix of nervousness and excitement. Teru's every gesture, every word of encouragement, was like a beacon in the darkness, guiding me toward a future uncertain but full of promise.
The water enveloped me, caressing my senses and taking with it the anxiety I had been accumulating for days. I let myself be carried away by the comforting warmth, allowing every worry to melt away in the steam slowly rising toward the ceiling.
As I stepped out of the bath, wrapped in the soft fur, I felt a tingle of anticipation tingle across my skin. Teru looked at me with eyes full of complicity, understanding my every fear and longing without the need for words.
Brushing my hair was the last ritual before I faced the outside world, before joining my destiny to Nori's. Each pass of the brush was like a whisper of good omens, a reminder that I was not alone on this journey into the future.
The sun was beginning to decline on the horizon, tinting the sky with shades of gold and pink that seemed to reflect the emotions bubbling inside me. Soon, Noir would come looking for me, and together we would step forward into a new chapter of our intertwined lives.
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My hands were trembling slightly, but not from fear, but from the intensity of the moment ahead. It was like standing on the edge of an abyss, feeling the vertigo of the unknown but also the excitement of what was to come.
Teru smiled tenderly at me, her eyes shining with love. In that instant, I knew that regardless of what the future would hold, I would always have someone by my side, someone who would share my joys and my sorrows, my successes and my failures.
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Noir's eyes lit up when he saw me arrive, dressed in the suit he had made with care and dedication. Every stitch, every detail, was a testament to his love and commitment to me.
When he took my hand, I felt an instant connection, as if our hearts beat in unison, ready to face together any challenge life presented us. Together, we walked down the torchlit path, following the glow that led us to the stone altar.
The village seemed to hover in reverent silence as we moved forward, each step echoing with the echo of our intertwined emotions. Around us, three other couples joined in the same sacred rite, sharing the same hope, the same longing for a shared future.
As we approached the altar, my skin tingled, a mixture of excitement and fear of the unknown. Yet Noir's comforting presence at my side instilled courage, reminding me that together we were stronger, that together we could overcome any adversity that stood in our way.
The torches flickered with flickering light, casting dancing shadows on the centuries-old stones that made up the altar. It was as if the entire universe was watching our encounter, blessing our love with its eternal grace.
As we joined the other couples, I felt a surge of solidarity that transcended words. We were witnesses and participants in a unique moment in time, a sacred instant in which our lives were intertwined in an eternal bond.
To the ancestral rite begins, each gesture imbued with solemnity and reverence. Orus' words echoed in the air, carrying with them the weight of tradition and wisdom accumulated over the centuries.
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At dusk, when the sun slipped behind the hills and the sky was tinged with shades of gold and purple, torches were lit one by one in the village. Their flickering light illuminated the stone path leading to the altar, an ancient granite monument located at the far end of the small village.
The four couples waited with hopeful hearts in front of the stone altar, where tradition and love were intertwined in an ancestral rite. The air was permeated with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation, while the crackling flames of the torches filled the atmosphere with their warm glow.
Orus, his face illuminated by the dancing light of the torches, stood in front of the altar. His eyes reflected a mixture of emotion and determination as he recited the words of the ancient blessing. His voice echoed in the silence of the night, imbued with solemnity and reverence.
—May the full moon bless their union so that it will last forever," Orus said, his words laden with a deep desire for respect.
In the heart of the village, right in its center, a large bonfire burned, shooting dancing orange glows into the starry sky. It was as if the flames themselves were celebrating the love and union of the new couples that had been blessed at the ancient stone altar. The people of the village gathered around the bonfire, sharing smiles, laughter and good wishes for the newly united couples.
The crackling of the fire and the laughter of the villagers filled the air, creating a festive and cozy atmosphere. The soft murmur of animated conversations and the comforting aroma of food cooking over the coals.
However, as the night progressed and the stars shone more brightly, couples began to quietly retreat to their homes. It was time for intimacy, to explore together the path they had chosen.
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Returning to the cabin...
The cool night air enveloped the cabin as Noir and I returned. The silence was deep, interrupted only by the soft rustle of leaves rustling in the breeze. It was almost midnight, a magical moment imbued with a special atmosphere.
Noir handed me that tribal lingerie with an excited gleam in his eyes. It was a gesture full of meaning, an invitation to enjoy the first of many nights of passion that awaited us together. I felt my heart beat faster, as if I was about to take off into the unknown. Those garments, loaded with symbolism, represented the passion and desire he felt for me.
As I dressed in that lingerie, I felt my confidence soar. I looked at myself in the reflection of the water and saw a version of myself that I didn't know, a radiant, sensual and irresistible woman. It was as if every piece of skin became a spell that enveloped me, awakening my senses and stoking the fire within.
He took my hand gently, his eyes reflecting a mixture of tenderness and desire as we made our way to the bedroom. Each step was an echo of conflicting emotions, a dance between the known and the new, between Love and passion.
We sat together on the bed, the air charged with electricity and anticipation. His lips met mine in a passionate kiss that ignited a spark inside me. The warmth of her body, the softness of her skin, each touch was a whisper that fueled the fire of passion.
The excitement between us grew with each passing second, like a flame fanned by the wind.
Time seemed to stand still as we lost ourselves in each other, Noir kissed my neck leaving traces of his desire, he kept advancing kisses and caresses to my chest. I could feel the hot breath of my breasts, my beloved partner delighted in massaging my breasts and stimulating my nipples.
Soon the room I was silent, my moans of pleasure and excitement buzzing in the room. Noir after feeling satisfied by my breasts continued to caress my abdomen, this labia me with love and desire, sometimes Noir's mouth came out squeak or small whistles of pleasure his side, beast was waking up and not long in time to make me his, my instincts sensitive to love and passion that enveloped us.
I lay on my back, Noir positioned himself between my legs, kissing my feet with tenderness and love, the closer he got to my intimate zone, the more his desire to possess me and make me his increased.
Noir positioned himself between my legs and kissed the inside of my legs, he moved his fingers towards my fluid soaked intimacy and began to penetrate me with his fingers to prepare me to receive him.
I moaned with pleasure and squeezed between my fingers the skins served as bed sheets, this tension of passion made me feel desperate for more pleasure.
His partner, feeling his beloved dilated and ready to receive him, the little sanity there was, firmly penetrated with one thrust the intimate area of lalabel to break her barrier. Trails of blood furrowed their buttocks, Noir at that instant took a small stone bowl and extracted some blood, he slid it towards the door in a firm and agile movement that hit the wooden door.
An intense moan of pain came from lalabel's lips, her back arched and then she lay back down on the bed.
Now Noir left his sanity behind and surrendered to his primitive and savage institutes, he thrust his hips forward to finish inserting his long member. The smell of fluids and blood, his beloved drove him crazy. He penetrates her again and again with a wild passion.
Then the pain faded and a tingling sensation ran through her legs as they were arched and wide open. A wave of pleasure shook her body, clouding her thoughts and surrendering her to the fierce onslaught she was receiving from her beloved.
When I reached my first orgasm in this beast world, I had such a strong jolt in my head that my vision blurred.
At that instant the full moon was reflected in her eyes, entering a kind of trance that made her see fragments of a story that had been lost.
After a while Noir ended up unloading a stream of his thick semen inside her. lalabel came out of the trance when that river of lava inside her filled her with pleasure. She gave a long, deep moan that left her nourished. Noir continued to mate with lalabel making her collapse from exhaustion.
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Orus also felt excited to hear lanabel moaning, but he kept his composure and quenched his wild instincts. The door to lanabel's hut opened and it was Yang who came to deliver the bowl that contained lanabel's blood during the union with Noir.
It was a very powerful ability that owls could not develop due to their constant pursuit of mating, but an ability that allowed him to see possible futures in the form of a person's paths.
Orus tasted a drop of blood from the bowl, and in that instant activated his second ability which was premonition . Orus' eyes glowed as if he was in some kind of trance.
Orus was standing at the crossroads of two roads, each representing a possible future for Lalabel. His eyes scanned the paths with a mixture of uncertainty and determination, his heart pounding in his chest as he assessed the options before him.
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The first road stretched out before him, clear and direct, with just a few curves that were drawn in the distance. It was a path that seemed to promise comfort and safety, with few surprises along the way. Orus could feel the temptation to continue along that path, where the decisions might be simpler and the difficulties less pronounced. However, he knew that the apparent ease of the path did not guarantee the fulfillment or growth that Lalabel longed for.
The second path, on the other hand, appeared before her eyes as a maze of challenges and obstacles. Sharp curves and barriers loomed on her horizon, obscuring the end of her journey in a haze of uncertainty. Each step along this path would be a test of endurance and courage, demanding the best of Lalabel. However, it also represented the opportunity for adventure, learning and personal growth, fundamental elements in life's journey.
Upon finishing using his ability Orus collapsed to his knees from the exhaustion of using this ability for too long and came out of the trance he was in.