"You said you hurt him?" She asked of Serket. "May I see?" Nodding Serket touched Enyo's head, replaying everything from the time they appeared 'til A...es vanished. "By father's power, I have never seen Ares that hurt and defeated before.A slightly dejected Serket removed her fingers from Enyo's forehead. "I thought I had ended him when I hit him. Obviously, I wasn't thorough enough. I know Ephus was proud of me I could feel it, I just wish I had done more." Huh, you did a considerable amount as. Last night she had cried, now she screamed.Gentle hands lifted her and held her tight, her paws shifting back to arms before throwing them around his neck and sobbing into his shoulder. With only a few words this man had broken her in a way the slavers could never have hoped to. She was pack-less, directionless, pregnant and her life was in shambles because of him, yet she clung this human as though her sanity depended on it.“No, no, no, no, no!” she cried, a fist pounding on his chest in. My finger's back on her nipple now, tracing slow circles round and round, my the fingertips on my other hand tracing a line between her lips, drawing slow circles around that knot of pleasure-flesh that rests above. For the second time her breath catches in her throat and I feel a shudder that's definitely not fear ripple through her young lithe body.I slip in front of her and kneel submissively at her feet. As she feels my hot breath on her lips, her eyes flicker open, and then widen in. Then with surprising speed, both the Young Yowie sprinted around them and placed themselves between the girls and the men. When Lindsey and Vanessa tried to edge around the blocking beast their moves were covered. Gradually the Yowie closed in on the girls and they were shepherded back to the centre of the clearing. Heavy rain was now falling and Grey Beard barked sharply, followed by a gabble of urgent sounds. A strange guttural sound that must have been some sort of command. The two younger.