"Just shut up, I'm thinking, for fuck's sake." Vel cursed, and the Ogres under her command finally decided to give her some space. "What the hell was that? What happened? How could you lose in front of everyone?" She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. "You think I'm not asking myself those very same questions? Fuck, what a bunch of idiots!" She shouted, her fist slamming against a thick trunk.
Angered beyond belief, Vel looked around for something to punch.
"Argh!" She shouted in frustration and ended up taking a seat on a rock, elbows on her knees and chin resting on her palms. "Just what the hell was that guy?" Vel muttered to herself.
She knew just how horny and mentally weak her fellow female Ogres were, and she had always used that to her advantage.
She never would have rallied some of the Tribe's strongest warriors, were it not for the promise that they could have all the males they wanted.
This, of course, was much easier to do since Vel was different, having never truly longed for someone's body before. She got horny at times, sure, but that was more of an annoying physical drawback than anything real.
"But it was…" She whispered with a gulp. "It was different this time."
Vel found herself unable to fight back, unable to resist, and, worse than that, had allowed herself to surrender like that in front of everyone.
"I can't allow that. I don't know what happened, but there's something wrong, something weird is going on with that one. Lagos, they called him… He can't be accepted back into the tribe. I'm not even sure he was one of us. Never has a male been so… So…" Vel pressed her lips and massaged her face, hiding her blushing face from even herself. "Ugh!"
Still, there was good news.
"At least, they wanted him to go into the tent right away." Vel sighed.
There was a reason why she had accepted him claiming the tent so easily.
"By now, she must have killed him. Yes, she must have." Vel nodded to herself repeatedly. "A shot at freedom like that, away from us Ogres, there's no way she would let that opportunity pass. She must have killed him and run away by now."
Vel wasn't ready to let go of her investment, which is why she had headed towards the forest, the place where Camelia was likely to run towards after escaping.
The female Ogre pressed her lips together and massaged her forehead, strands of messy black hair falling on her face.
'I wonder if that means… I'll never feel that way again…'
Vel's eyes widened after a moment, and she shook her head, chasing away the thought.
"For now, I'll wait for her here, and then…"
…
Unfortunately for Vel, she had underestimated just how horny and touch-starved the Beastkin had grown.
"Hmmmm…!" Camelia moaned weakly as Jason's tongue danced with hers. "I… I already told you," She muttered after pulling back. "I told you that this wasn't… Some lovey-dovey…"
Looking at her glistening eyes, her beautifully shaped breasts, and that string of saliva that momentarily hung between their tongues as she pulled back, Jason couldn't help it.
"I can't help it." He whispered honestly. "Are you saying…" Jason's index finger reached for her primitive panties, curled around their top edge, and pulled on them slightly. "That it's time for the main course?"
No matter how much Camelia thought about it, this wasn't how it was supposed to go!
Having seen and heard Ogres going at it so many times already, this just isn't how it goes! How it's supposed to go!
The male is supposed to lie down and take it!
Isn't that how it usually goes? The situation was confusing to Camelia.
From what she had heard, even before being captured, males usually lie down and… That's mostly it.
Jason stared at Camelia's complicated expression. It was obvious she was thinking about many things, and he couldn't care less about that.
"Aaahhhh…!" Camelia gasped as his hand cupped her crotch as if to lift her.
Jason's eyes widened with fortunate surprise as she threw herself on him, wrapping her arms around him.
Her lips were an inch away from his neck, and her breath was as hot as ever.
"Aaahhhh…!" She moaned as his hand pressed against her burning crotch.
Jason turned his head towards her and brought his lips to her ear.
"Who's being all lovey-dovey now?"
"Sh… Shut u…"
Camelia wasn't allowed to finish the word, as Jason's hand started rubbing her crotch.
"Aaahhh…!"
Despite the primitive panties separating his fingers from her pussy, he could feel her juices overflowing, and the already damp panties growing damper.
"You didn't suck my cock for nothing, did you?" He whispered in her ear, causing her entire body to shiver.
Camelia wasn't sitting on him anymore.
She was standing, but only her heels were in contact with the ground.
Her legs were perfectly straight and extended forward while Jason's hand played with her drenched vagina.
"Aaaahhh… Aaaahhhhh!" She moaned as his movement intensified. "I'm… I'm going to… Something is…"
The eyes that had been shut opened wide, and her thighs slammed back against his.
She stared at him with an expressionless face, which was quickly painted by annoyance and frustration.
'A bit of a brat, huh?' Jason smiled. "If you want to feel even better," He said. "You'll have to take off your panties."
A silent second passed.
While Jason had expected some resistance,
"Done." Camelia said as she let go of her wet panties and let them fall to the ground.
Jason's gaze moved down, and he could already see a string of juices going down her pussy.
Both were now completely naked, wet, and ready.
"Well," He smirked and leaned back, her pussy hovering inches from his cock. "Assault me then."