Three weeks later the clock was ticking down for Beverly on each day passing. Pennywise laying over her sleeping form in thoughts of the future. He wasn't sure if she'd noticed or not, but he had been starving himself. Even before they knotted he hadn't eaten for 10 years. When the final day came and his rut ended that starvation would break forward into a feeding frenzy just as bad as his rut blackouts.
Rut keeping starvation back to keep him with his female to not waste time alone for hunting. Focusing it all on one goal at a time. Now that the mid season was coming his body was switching into overdrive. Wanting to be in her at almost every moment of the day. Even now he was lightly grinding at a pace that wouldn't wake her. Growling in need he wrapped his arms around her hips to build his pace. Ignoring that he was waking her from all his movements. Biting into the base of her neck to drool over his pleasure. Growling each time she fidgeted under his grasp before he gave a deep hard thrust. Hearing her gasp out in shivering pleasure to panting heated breaths into the bed.
Biting into her neck at her new found energy to push back against him. Forcing him to adjust into a new more upward position that he found more enjoyable. Her able to be seated more firmly on his length to reach deeper. His legs pushed between hers to sit her back into his lap as he crouched behind. His full length stretching as deep as it could to fill her entire space. Urges satisfied for a moment after filling her up with his warm seed. Leaving no spare room for it to seep out when finished. Knotting become more common in the mid to ending days then when they started.
Letting out a warning growl when she tried to get up. His knot refusing to let her go before everything was set after a time. Claws giving a second warning by deeply hooking into her hips. Realizing she was definitely stuck to him she changed tactics of leaving the bed to adjusting him to lay back down. Them resting down into their before position of her stomach down and him laying over her. Cooling down when she shifted again that got claws digging into her hips again. His warning growl cut short by her stopping after grabbing her drawing journal. Scribbling on the pages in the meantime they were temporarily locked together. Having a new mechanical set of pencils since her incident with the knife.
Time slipping through his grasp as his rut developed through the season. Only getting some sort of day tracking by his small changing ceiling light switching between day and night. The hour they were knotted seeming to suddenly end after only a mere moment by his time keeping. Snarling though bared teeth when she slipped out from under him to deal with the small challenge of pulling a full squirming length of tightly coiled 5 feet out of her. Squirming against him keeping her close despite the threatening show of bared teeth toward her. Free entirely she went to the bathroom as he was left on the bed.
"enjoy your little bath, for now." grumbling lowly to himself in knowing he would snatch her as soon as she was out. Distracting himself by looking at her scribbling journal. Since taking that one page she hadn't drawn him again. Or so he thought when he noticed a strange cut in the journals back cover after overly stretching it. The slit done purposefully right up against the binding to keep it as hidden as possible. Opening it he found a couple of tightly folded small pages. On them were notes all about him particularly surrounding his otherworldly dick and how he acted.
Writing out how long the black member was to describing out his cum was comfortably warm when it settled inside. How he knotted inside different then how she read on any animal doing it. Coiling up into a stiff mass instead of swelling in place. How it couldn't be pulled out despite her trying in the night. Causing it to only stay in longer by all the rough yanking pleasuring it. Going on to say how rough treatment could be freely done to him. Nothing could break his skin no matter how delicate it seemed. His member just as tough to stand against her strong bites that she first feared would clip a chunk off.
A detailed drawing of his hip area showing how such a length spread from him through a long crease line going up to his mid stomach. Noting what little she saw inside the rest of the space being a black empty void that no amount of light could shine onto. The edging of the crease lined by sharp looking grey thorns about the size of a roses thorns. Yet they were apparently very fleshy, soft, being easy to flex under any pressure. Marking a note off to the side of her wondering if they were sensitive to touch or felt anything at all.
A few more notes off to the side of her detailed summaries of him. Questioning her own heat being caused by him on purpose or not. How he stared each time she picked something out of his collection. Doing it on purpose now and again to mess with him. These little notes causing a raging inferno inside him.
His angry glare intently locked on the bathroom door. Furiously thinking how she had been observing him like some animal. "how dare she!" snarling in thought. "does she really think I am so predictable to keep notes on?!" about ready to destroy these notes, however he could use these against her. He could spice some details up a bit to give her a grand surprise. Examining the notes that were all turning obsolete one by one. Shifting them back into the hidden cover space to set up the rest of his surprise. The crystal light above going completely dark for the first time.
Carefully placed lines of threading strung across the room. Without a light their crystal clear thinness would go completely unnoticed until it was too late. Any poor preys struggles would be useless no matter how desperate they fought the web. Finishing his trap he proudly waited for Beverly to step into it. Hiding away in a darkened corner out of view where only his glowing eyes could give him away. Patients hard to hold onto against his urges demanding he skip the wait. Managing to hold long enough for Beverly to finally come out.
Watching her hesitate on entering the sudden darkened room. The light of the bathroom suddenly snapping off before she could notice the glinting threading. Pennywise having trouble holding back the longer she stood in that small doorway. Drool seeping from his jaws in frustrated lust he wanted to unleash. Taking in a heated breath by her stepping out right into his trap. Tangling herself more when she struggled with the invisible sticky wall. Glaring in front of her to see what exactly was holding her when she felt his clawed hands grab both her shoulders.
"is my precious pet stuck?" breathing hot air onto the back of her neck. Happy to note her skin forming goosebumps by his words. "hmm." he hummed as his hands trailed down to her hips. Gently rubbing over them to slide down to her upper inner thighs. Hearing a small whimper escape her throat.
"aww, is my female aching? Burning to have me fill her?" purring behind her. "well now-" pushing her legs far apart to tie them into place against the spreading web. "I don't think your aching enough as I am. We'll have to fix that." deeply growling out a build of of drool to puddle at the floor. True their first mating left a heated imprint on her, but it never built like his did. The first was somewhat unplanned as being done on auto pilot during his black out. This time he was going to do it completely on purpose that would make her heat all the worse like his currently.
"today there will be some rules." lightly dragging his claws between her shoulder blades. "first, you'll call me sir as I breed you. Got it?" sharply clawing into her back.
Her attempt to flinch away not getting anywhere. "yes, sir!" whimpering out. The sharp claws stopped to be replaced with a drool oozing mouth.
Licking up along the whole wound. "good girl. Second if you want something, anything at all, you'll have to ask your stud for it. Third, and final rule, do as I say or you wont eat today. We'll restart this tomorrow for another chance if you fail. And the day after And the day after that." laughing deeply in crouching low. Long tongue spreading out to lick at her entrance. Her minor flinch away quickly punished by claws digging into her hips yanking her back into place.
"Don't. Move." snarling in warning at her entrance. Hearing her whimper at his tongue starting its slow treatment. Hands feeling her tremble underneath him the longer she wasn't allowed to squirm. His slow eating he was sure to keep torturous. Keeping it up for 10 minutes when Beverly spoke up.
"s-sir, p-please!" begging him to move on. Drawing in a sharp breath of air as he hummed for her to be more clear on what she wanted. "breed me sir?" whimpering the request.
he snarled in denying her request. "no." Keeping up his licking despite all her whimpering for something else.
On the second request by her. "please sir! It hurts!" whimpering through. He finally moved away to settle against her. His tight muscles shifting against her back with his hips pressing against hers.
"you hurt?" his voice rough. "heh heh, this is nothing!" his crease spreading open for much more to slide out. "you'll soon feel how I am."
she didn't feel his normal member of a long smoothness. This one having a larger tip with three backwards facing points. Gliding along her entrance to feel the rest of the changes. Long ridges lined with smaller squirming tendrils that pressed against her. A whole new feeling of friction pressing against her. The bottom edges flexing forwards and back like shifting scales vibrating against each other. The slow grinding another form of torture he dragged on until she begged for more.
"i want it sir." she begged.
"oh, do you? Are you suuurrrreee?" teasing in a long slide back to gently rub the tip against her.
"yes! Please please!"
"very well." purring at what he heard. Beverly shocked as various other tendrils swarmed around her. Looping over and around her hips to down her entire legs. Spreading them wiser than before for him to shove right in. shivering at the rigid organ twitching the entire way. Flexing to vibrate inside as the soft barbs rubbed at her walls in massaging twitches. All those wrapping around her legs forcing her steady against each strong thrust. Burying himself deeper each time on a length that felt never ending. Far surpassing his usual 5 feet length from what she could gather between climaxes.
Driving her wild was the pooling slickness he spread along her walls. It caused a worsening burning ache searing the inside of all her walls. It felt difficult to breath the longer she had no relief. On the verge of tears when she reached her measly peak that brought no satisfaction. The very goal he was happy to have reached.
"does the heat ache? Want me to rid it from you? Fill you full?" he purred down to her whimpering through the pain. She nodded quickly with eyes shut tight. He didn't like her not answering him.
"have to ask." he teased. Surprised to hear her speak a full sentence.
"i want my stud to fuck me!" growling in pure denied frustration. Far past being submissive now after how far this ache had been torturing her. She certainly didn't say sir like he told her too, but stud was far better in the back of his mind. His thrusting no longer teasing as he worked himself up. Reaching the deepest he could before his tip flexed outward to lock in place. The small tendrils lining each ridge pressing against her walls to prevent a pullout. Coiling up saved for last to then finally release at her core.
This wave of hot cum was ecstasy against the suffocating burn. Legs giving out under her in going numb. Held up by Pennywise pinning her further into the thread. A flash of white crossing her eyes as the climaxes crossed over each other in repeating waves. A cycle of her body tensing around him pulling more of the intoxicating cum to further her heavenly ride. Minute by minute she couldn't stop her body from milking out of him. Not helped by Pennywise picking up a slow grind while pouring like a waterfall.
"p-pen i-i can't go on." managing to gasp out the words. She couldn't keep up any more with the pressure of his rules. Body giving out under her to the point she wasn't sure if she could stay awake. The waving climaxes refusing to slow for her impending exhaustion.
"don't worry. I'll go on for the both of us." his words oddly bringing some comfort. Her mind under a strange satisfaction being filled by this thick warm seed. Almost like she was under the warm bathing glow of a heat lamp. Relaxing into the threading Pennywise kept her up against.
His own body going through the same glowing satisfaction. Filling his female off a knot that he was sure wouldn't relax for at least a day. When she was too full for more he brought her back to the bed. Relaxing together for two whole days before the knot came loose. Taking another day for her legs to gain feeling. Needing him to help her into the bath and back to bed. Seeing from the corner of his eye when she started scribbling in her journal again. Taking the chance as she slept to check her notes. Another wave of satisfaction hitting him as all her notes were scribbled out.
The first morning of their third and final day together. Totaling up to 10 years and 3 months of starvation for his burning rut to strive off. Pennywise was now thinking of the upcoming end of his season. Beverly sleeping near by unaware of how many hours her life had left. His stomach already growling to the mild hunger seeping through. Thoughts of her blood flowing down his throat. Teeth shredding through her soft pale skin. Salivating over it all he needed to look away or he may just rip off a bite.
A growl rumbling through his chest at what he should do. "I eat her, that's what." he thought. "what else is there to do? Allow her to raise my young?" glancing past his shoulder to her.
The rut ending made the both of their heads clearer then before. He could definitely smell the changing scent on her. It wasn't the usual bar of soap from bathing. It was that sweet enticing scent similar to roses or fresh peaches. Gentle and delicate that told him to act the same while she was pregnant. He knew it all too well after many other successes in breeding his females. Proud over his perfect record of fertility each season. Up until now after his body's pour choosing of who to be mated with. Staring back to her shifting closer against him to blissfully continue sleeping. His gut knotting up that he wasn't sure of being caused by hunger.
"no!" he snapped at himself. "she wont live! I won't let some weak disgusting human carry my young! They'll be as weak and feeble as her and that wont do!" arguing to himself in thought. The other half bringing up anything to have her stay a little longer. "you can keep her captive until the birth then be rid of her. Keep her here until the young no longer need her. Keep her here as a sex partner simply for fun." seriously considering on keeping her for the birth. "how long would that be? 9 months for humans to give birth?" thinking back on the timeline. "9 months? Only 9 months? That seems so … short."
he turned to stare down at the wooden floor. "may as well not bother. Eat her, be done with it, then go right back to my slumber." settling inside himself. Closing his eyes to the building hunger. A void expanding inside him demanding a meal after so long. The time had come for them to part ways in this mistake. Turning onto her in swallowing down a mouthful of drool. Kissing over her sweet skin to catch a taste of her before he would really dig in.
having her wake by the attention he was giving. Seeing it no different than any other day they were together. Kissing him tempting him closer for one final round. Pressing himself between her legs to slide right in. taking the time to enjoy her body before the hunger blocked that too. Jaws stretching to the shifting rows of teeth dripping drool. Before she could notice the change in his behavior he latched onto her throat.
Teeth shredding through the layers of muscle down to the hard spine. A loud snap sounding out when that too was crushed by his jaws. Yanking back to pull a dripping mouthful of meat to swallow. Hunger stabbing at his stomach to eat as much as he could. Snapping muscle from her ribs to swallow down. Shred through tendons for the smallest pieces of meat between bones. Cracking the ones in the way to bite into her stilled heart. Moving further into the mess of spreading blood to hollow out her still warm body.
No matter how much he ate the hunger wasn't satisfied. Was her death a waste? Regret not allowing his stomach to accept that he was eating his mate? Should he find another to fill his hunger? Yes, but did it matter now that she was dead? Mauled to half a hollowed skeleton in a bloody mess across his bedding? Yes, as he felt her throat still in his jaws. Her chest breathing in a panic under his clawed hands pinning her down. Hearing her wheezing breath as he crushed her throat. She hadn't died like he so vividly imagined. Hunger roaring at him to make it come true. To bite harder down to the killing blow to her spine.
Biting harder into the already bloody flesh by his piercing teeth. Unable to go any farther then that despite the heavy scent of fear coming off her. Her now noticing the extreme change in him as now being a threat over dominating play. "p-pen." she managed to gasp out when his jaws loosened enough from her windpipe. He shut his eyes tightly under the given nickname. Hunger beating him in this race of wills the longer he stayed. He had to find someone else, but he would be gone for so long. What if she was now terrified by him and ran away? Despite his efforts, he could still lose her. His teeth unlatched from around her throat.
Golden irises surrounded by blood red instead of white stared her down. A hand around her bloody throat demanding all her attention. "stay in the wagon." he inhumanly growled through his jagged starving jaws. A flash of freshly redressed grey passing by her as he rushed to the surface. Forcing a delivery truck to slam into a tree as he attacked the driver. A black out making everything from that point go fuzzy to nothing.
Coming to hours later under the cold moonlight under the starry sky. Covered in blood surrounded by a group of dead hunters that were probably out for deer. Out for an entire day since almost devouring Beverly in the early morning. Cleaning himself off without rushing to the fear of returning home. If Beverly would even still be there or be long gone. Fearing of taking a look before physically arriving back inside his wagon. Staring at the outer door of his wagon for a deep breath.
Stepping inside he looked around to the empty wagon. Sighing out held back when he saw her sleeping under the covers. After what he did, she was still here and managed to fall asleep. He stayed by the bed to take in a moment. Admiring how she looked so peaceful under the shining various crystal lights dazzling over. Hunger fully sated, for now at least, he got back under the covers with her. Guilt tapping at his heart over her neck wrapped in a scarf she probably got from one of shelves. Gentle to slip it free for a closer look unintentionally startling her awake. Taking his hand away from her as she took in what he was doing.
She gave him a tired look then turned over to face him. Shifting closer to lay next to him where she settled back down to rest. Allowing him a 2nd try to slip the scarf off. Cautious to not cause her stress while caring for the wounds. They were clean from Beverly carefully treating them at some point, but still needed more. Possibly stitches if it weren't for penny wise's healing of them all. Not allowing one to scar unlike the past playful bites. Catching her delightful scent reminding him that he didn't stop from eating only her.
The early pride of being a father flowing over him. Imagining her look all the more beautiful when she was large with his children in the late months. The regret of accepting her as his mate no more. Happy that his body made such an odd choice this season. Thoughts questioning if she felt the same. Why didn't she run away when she had the chance? It wasn't that she was too injured to flee. The knife incident let more blood out then his deep teeth marks. Guess there was always time to ask tomorrow. Hugging her close to help keep her warm in the night.
The next morning they both relaxed quietly on the bed. All the heat of the season officially drained from their body's. No urge to immediately get to it on this morning making today feel slower than usual. They got up with her heading to take a bath while he fetched her breakfast. She finished her trey of pancakes while he relaxed nearby. now he was resting his head on crossed arms while she was drawing in her journal. Both fully dressed after the longest time since their first night. Not a word was said between the two as if it would spoil the calm environment. They couldn't keep quiet forever however and somebody had to start.
"why didn't you run away?" asking the first question.
Her drawing pausing to give a shrug. "nowhere to go." answering softly. "my last place was going to evict me in a few days. Happy to see me go, I am sure."
"why?" curious to know how her situation turned so poor.
"the rumors have followed me. Places don't want to rent. No place even wants to hire me. I've considered hitchhiking from Derry to a different city. Find a place that doesn't know me, although I might be homeless for a while." picking up her drawing again. "here I at least have a roof over my head."
"am I really so tolerable to live with? Surely living with your boyfriend was easier?"
"mm, I don't know."
"you don't know?"
"you're honestly not the worst I've dated."
"whose worse?!"
"heh, oh the stories I've got. One ended up getting arrested in a drug bust. Another tried to force me in a van on the 2nd date after selling me to two foreign guys. I got away after jumping out of the van and getting to a police station. Another set fire to my car after an argument of him not helping with rent. At that point I think settling for a guy with a job was good enough for me. You may not exactly have a job, but you can at least deliver food. Much more thrilling then anybody else."
"what about that male at the campsite you were dating? you don't seem to care about-"
interrupting him. "he ran away, didn't he?"
"how are you so sure he's alive?"
"you had no blood on you." sighing before saying the next. "he never had a spine. A squirrel would have scared him off."
"what if I snapped his neck?"
"heh, we both know you're not one for clean kills." she had him there. He loved shredding prey to pieces. "which brings up why haven't you eaten me?"
"when I grabbed you it wasn't planned. Every once in a while my breeding season starts. I try to put it off as long as possible. Eventually I enter a sort of black out to grab the first fertile female I can find. You've been the strangest female I have had share my space with such thrill."
"i guess I've grown numb to surprises and oddity's in Derry. Normalcy's never been a part of my life. you have chose poorly. I can't have kids despite trying with a few."
"that's not what I smell." his smirking having her pause in drawing. "I've never failed in my attempts."
"... I am pregnant?" mumbling the next. " … shouldn't be surprised."
"are you worried?"
"... somewhat … after a lot of things in my life this doesn't seem so bad. I did want kids someday, but what about your hibernation?"
"I won't abandon you to care for our young alone. I can also have us rest together if you prefer."
"maybe, This place can be cozy to live in."
"so, I am not the worst to live by but how about in the bed?" grinning over the answer he was sure she would give.
smiling back at him. "no one beats you in bed. Was exciting to not be the one doing all the work." disappointment filling her voice. "… our play times probably over for a while."
"why so disappointed? Is there an unfulfilled fantasy you were hoping to try?"
"mm, sort of … you haven't railed me over the vanity desk yet." the two passing a smile to each other.
THE END
eiahmon
her submissiveness comes from a mix of pennywises doing by transferring a bit of his own need into her. while being far more stable then other men shes been with and missing excitement in her life.
shes already gotten a schedule with him thats more normal for her. until pennywise decides to shake things up, but that keeps everything fresh. ;3
unwilling to run because of no where to go while also knowing pennywise well in that he'd catch her all over again. due to his gentle caring shes gambled on staying even after the serious neck chomp. thankfully it has paid off.
i am sure he may have flashed her at one point with the deadlights to bring some warmth to the room like a heater. making sure to be careful they didint catch her eyes.