Like Cats and... Wolves? The Werepigeon Apocalypse [FREE and COMPLETED]

Chapter 26

Kate writhed under Nick, feeling his tongue deep inside her. Way deeper than a normal human tongue would go, making her wonder whether he was partially shifting to give her more pleasure. It was obvious he was having a hard time controlling his domineering Alpha instincts. Just like Fatim. But it seemed they managed to find a common ground somewhere in the middle and the tension between them made the things even more interesting.

Her already incoherent thoughts were interrupted by the pressure building up in her core. Nick’s tongue was momentarily replaced by his fingers as he moved to suck on her clit and Kate tried to arch her back up to get even closer to his face. f**k, he was really good at that! Like any almost virgin, he lasted about two minutes when inside her, but his other skills more than made up for it.

His tongue kept lazily flicking over her swollen clit, there and back, in a merciless rhythm that didn’t allow her to rest for even one second. The fingers inside kept moving and wiggling, rubbing and pressing, going in and out. He glanced at her, a smug smirk twisting his mouth for a moment before he latched himself onto her sensitive spots again. The memory of the same smirk on his face when he pulled her panties up to his nose pushed her over the edge and she cried out, grabbing his hair and pushing his head closer to her core, wanting to prolong that amazing pulsing sensation she felt inside.

Even after she came, his tongue was still slowly moving between her folds, licking everything off as if she was some sort of an exquisite ice cream. Kate almost chuckled over that idea, moving to grab his arms and push him on the bed next to her. “My turn,” she smirked and leaned above his fully erect p***s.

Nick gasped for air when she swirled her tongue around the sensitive tip, using her hand to stroke the shaft up and down. Moans kept escaping his lips when she gently pressed against the crevice running through the middle of the tip, flicking her tongue over it, making him squirm in pleasure. She wet her lips before taking him fully into her mouth, sliding her lips around the shaft as far as she could, keeping her tongue occupied, teasing him the entire time.

His hands clutched the sheet beneath them desperately and he was panting heavily, occasionally raising his head to glance at her. When she suddenly stopped and smirked at him, he gave her the most desperate look ever. “Beg for it.” Okay, that was definitely Fatim. Kate wouldn’t have used such a word.

Nick groaned, tilting his head back, trying to get his body under control. And failing. “Kate,” he moaned and she stuck her tongue out, briefly running it all across his length before closing her mouth again. “Oh, come on!” It was obvious all his instincts were screaming at him not to beg, maybe even Adira did, but Fatim was merciless. And Kate let her, she enjoyed seeing him so powerless, with her name on his lips. “Please!” he cried out eventually, closing his eyes in defeat.

“That’s right, my wolf. You are mine.” Once Fatim was satisfied, Kate opened her mouth again, taking Nick’s d**k in and moving up and down until he growled and arched against her. She swallowed everything he offered, her tongue swirling around the tip to force every last drop out while he panted and moaned.

“That… was not… very nice,” he said in between gasps for air, reaching for her arms and pulling her closer. “Not nice… at all.”

He was not wrong. “Cats are rarely nice,” she smirked, hesitating to lean forward and kiss him. She knew from experience some guys found it disgusting to kiss a woman after a blowjob. One of her previous acquaintances even demanded she immediately went to brush her teeth. He wasn’t so cheeky when Fatim scratched his face and Kate kicked him out on the street naked. Nick didn’t seem to care though, he placed a hand on her nape and pulled her closer, their lips meeting in a gentle kiss. There were still traces of her own taste on his lips which was weirdly arousing.

The way he picked up her panties and sniffed them like some f*****g precious rose… Kate couldn’t stop thinking about it. Fatim had teasingly shown her that very image a few days ago and Kate didn’t believe she would actually get to see something like that with her own eyes.

“You are nice to me. Usually.” Nick’s words interrupted her thoughts. “Will you purr for me, my cat?”

He gently nudged her shoulder to make her roll on her back, propping up on his elbow to look all over her naked sweaty body. “You want-oh.” His tongue swirled around her n****e and Kate inhaled sharply. “I can’t… Fatim would have to… I… oh, Bastet!” That tongue of his was really something. And his fingers weren’t so bad either.

As she was still calming down after another climax, Fatim had no problem stepping forward and pushing Kate aside. “Don’t piss her off,” the woman managed to mumble before her body shifted into a small furry shape.

As always, Fatim’s world was almost painfully sharp, all the noises and visual perceptions flooding her brain. Fortunately, the cat was used to dealing with it and managed to filter out the most important things before the sheer amount of sensations would get overwhelming for the human hiding out in her mind. And the scents… it was mostly just Nick, Fatim could hardly focus on anything else but on his strong earthy musk.

“I like this one. You can keep him,” the cat said while sniffing Nick’s thigh and rubbing her nose against it.

Kate gaped at her. “Wait, are you serious? Didn’t you say you would rather kill him?”

“If he tried to control us, yes.” Nick was watching the cat cautiously, especially when she passed around his crotch and jumped on his stomach. “If he is like this, I can tolerate him and let you two figure it out. Not sure about the wolf though.”

She was standing on Nick’s chest now, looking down into his eyes, her tail swiping from side to side. “Uhh, hi.” He was not very successful in trying to mask his nervosity, wincing when Fatim leaned forward to nuzzle his neck. But he didn’t try to move or push the cat away, closing his eyes and trusting her not to slice his throat.

“He is cute.” She licked the sweat off his skin, letting out a satisfied meow upon picking off Kate’s scent from around his mouth. “And strong. And he will stay to protect the litter, not disappear like other cats. Isn’t that what you wanted?”

Wow, Nick must have made a really big impression on the cat since she was completely opposed to this thing from the start. Kate set the idea of young ones aside, that was certainly not on her mind for the next few years. And who knew if she and Nick even could have a child together. What would it be? Some sort of a creepy wolf-cat hybrid?

“I don’t know what I want now,” Kate avoided her question, earning an eyeroll from the cat. “We can think about that later.” When Zoe wasn’t in danger.

“Hello, Fatim.” Nick sounded a bit more relaxed when the cat didn’t immediately try to murder him. “Can I scratch your neck, my cat lady?” He chuckled when she licked the tip of his nose. “Alright, I will take that as a yes.”

His fingers still smelled like Kate, which was beyond weird. Just as it was weird feeling them touch Fatim’s fur, gently stroking and rubbing it, occasionally switching to grazing her skin with his nails, earning a soft content purr. “Oh, I’m honored,” Nick smirked, scratching the spot between Fatim’s ears. Oh, yes, that felt amazing, even Kate was flooded by the cat’s happiness and satisfaction.

The cat curled up on Nick’s chest and closed her eyes, enjoying the scent that surrounded her, her purring got louder and stronger. The world rocked a bit when Nick carefully scooted back on the bed to place his head on the pillow and reached for a thin blanket to cover his lower body. His big warm hand returned to Fatim, running across her side in long, gentle strokes. “Thank you for giving me a chance,” he whispered.

Was that meant for Fatim? Or her? Kate had no idea. Fatim had already decided to give him a chance. But Kate? Did she want to keep him in her life? Yes, tonight, or this morning actually to be precise, was amazing. Their previous s*x as well. He was kind and gentle and great with kids apparently. Zoe loved him. He cooked and cleaned. He accepted her apology and never held what happened against her, never tried to guilt-trip her into something she didn’t want. Never tried to control her, didn’t have any stupid remarks about her. But… did she really want to be with him?

“f*****g hell, Catherine! Are you even listening to yourself?!” Fatim growled at her, sounding absolutely furious. “Are you completely stupid?! Whether it was Bastet or the Moon Goddess or the f*****g Spaghetti Monster, someone sent an absolutely perfect man in your way! And you are lying here, trying to find something wrong about him so you could push him away? What the f**k is wrong with you, woman?!”

The cat had a point. Something was wrong with Kate. This was not about Nick, he truly was perfect for her. It was Kate who was frightened to let him into her life. Because everyone in her life ended up dead or hurt eventually. And she liked Nick too much to wish such fate for him.

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Fatim’s purring rocked Nick to sleep as well. The cat wasn’t very heavy, he didn’t mind her lying on his chest, and she was warm and fluffy, her soft fur enticing him to stroke it. He would have preferred to snuggle up to Kate’s body but he needed to be on the good side of the cat as well. Because nothing in his life could be simple.

He woke up to the rays of the afternoon sun shining straight into his face. There were other things on his mind in the morning than closing the curtains. Kate was nowhere to be found and Nick sighed, wondering whether she was ever going to change her mind about turning their relationship into something more permanent than just a series of quick f***s. But he certainly wasn’t going to push on it, especially not now when they had other things to focus on.

The clock on his phone told him he still had several hours left before they needed to head out and he decided to take a shower and cook something. Kate seemed to like it when he cooked for her and Zoe, maybe it would earn him some bonus points if he brought her food? A strong smell of coffee welcomed him when he entered the living room and he had to smile. Kate wasn’t gone, she was sitting on his couch, playing with her phone, dressed in one of Nick’s T-shirts. Two cups of coffee were set on the low table in front of her.

“You owe me a shirt,” she smirked at him playfully, reaching forward to pick one of the cups and hand it to him.

That was true. Too bad he happened to be broke. “Take that up with Adira,” he chuckled, certain she was just kidding. “You hungry?”

“Famished. I was going to order something, just wasn’t sure what you would like?”

Sipping the delicious liquid from the cup, Nick walked over to the kitchen and pulled out a pan. “I’ll make something, if you can survive for half an hour.”

Kate nodded and slowly came over, leaning against the counter and watching him curiously as he started to cut meat into small pieces. “It looks interesting. What is it called?”

“This?” he smirked and threw the meat into the pan, carefully washing the knife and the cutting board. “It’s called ‘grab whatever is in the fridge, cut it, and put it into the pan’. Just a working title, a bit too wordy. Can you pass me the leek from the fridge?”

“The leek,” Kate rolled the word on her tongue, pouting her lips. “This thing?”

Nick unsuccessfully tried to hold back a chuckle. “Yes, great job!”

“Hey,” the end of the vegetable landed on Nick’s head, “stop making fun of me! Cats aren’t exactly the housewife types. I know what it is and what it looks like, I just wouldn’t have an idea how to use it in the kitchen. My culinary skills end with making overcooked spaghetti and drowning them in ketchup. I'll bring you a mouse though, if you want.”

“Eww. You can go hunting with Adira sometimes, she keeps fantasizing about fresh deer liver. Disgusting. I’ll just curl up somewhere in a corner, close my eyes, stick my fingers into my ears, and hum You’ve got a friend in me until you are done.”

“Stop being so weird in front of her,” Adira rumbled but Nick ignored her.

Kate looked amused more than anything else. “Fatim would love that actually. There’s no way we could hunt a deer but eating it… hmm, that’s another matter entirely.” The tip of her tongue slipped out of her mouth to wet her lips and Nick shuddered. The idea wasn’t nearly as appealing to him. But he would do whatever it takes to keep his females happy. All three of them. “By the way,” Kate’s hand darted forward, stealing a piece of red pepper Nick had just finished chopping, “why do you have this T-shirt out now? It’s June, winter is not coming for months. I get that there’s a wolf on it as well, but still, it feels like a false advertisement,” she chuckled, crunching on the piece of the vegetable.

Nick quickly moved the cutting board out of her reach. “I take it that you haven’t seen the Game of Thrones either?” a corner of his mouth curled up into a smirk. Why did the Goddess have to pair him up with such a cultural barbarian? “Even from a logical point of view, what it says is true. Sooner or later, the winter is always coming. And, I have to admit you look incredibly hot with a picture of a wolf on you.”

“Fatim liked the one with the grumpy cat better.”

And yet, Kate chose the one with the wolf. No matter how insignificant it seemed, it still warmed Nick’s heart. He put all the vegetables into the pan, throwing in some salt and pepper for good measure, and turned to Kate. “Can you watch this while I take a quick shower?” He felt incredibly sticky and sweaty after everything they did in the morning.

The look of pure horror on Kate’s face almost made him laugh. “Don’t worry, just stand here,” he grabbed her arms and maneuvered her in front of the stove, “hold this,” he forced a spatula into her palm, “and stir it from time to time. Zoe managed to handle that, I have great faith in you.” Her expression saddened upon hearing him mention her niece and Nick sighed and planted a kiss on her cheek. “Sorry. We will get her out. Just a few hours and she will be standing here with us and you can brag about your cooking in front of her.”

“Thank you,” Kate whispered and gave him a shy smile.

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