Page 77 of Rebels Rising

‘Bromm, stop,’ Arty tried again and a vicious growl sounded from beside her, a warning from Dave Junior that I did not head. It was like I was now listening to their voices from the other side of divide, the sound muted and fuzzy.

I inhaled her scent again, breathing it in so it would settle inside my lungs and never leave. She smelled vaguely of salt, but not like the ocean. More like a wet coin. Metallic, I realised. But above that, there was a more prominent scent, like the most alluring ambrosia calling to me for a taste.

Just one nibble. A little one.

Arms wrapped around me and yanked, pulling me off balance for a beat and causing me to fall into a tall, large, muscular frame. I settled in, enjoying the sensation for a moment as I ground my ass against the bulging cock nestled against his leg. It was soft, but I could have changed that.

Only, that wasn’t right. I didn’t want him. I wanted Arty. I needed to insert my seed deep inside her womb and implant a baby. Our baby. Yes, that was what I needed.

I reached for my love again, desperate to put our baby inside her when those thick arms pulled me back again. Annoyed now, I shrugged out of them, pushing the large male away so I had unfettered access to my love.

Just as my fingers brushed her shoulder, yet another person attempted to get in my way. I didn’t see who it was, nor did I care. My irritation at being denied my love, my release, and our future baby was rising into something far more sinister and I lashed out at whomever it was.

Blood spurted as I tore them apart, the ripping sounds of their limbs separating from their body music to my ears as I turned back to Arty to continue what we’d started.

Only, an entire army practically ran inside the room and got between us.

No. No, no, no, no,no!

I snarled, the sound more mechanical than biological but just as fierce. These bastards were in my way and I wasn’t about to let them get away with it. They all had to die.

The haze blurring my vision tinted, first red until it bled to purple. Energy built within me and I pushed my hands towards the bastards who’d dared interrupt and released it with aboom!

The room settled down, but I tilted my head to listen as I waited for further signs of disruption. When none came, I turned back to Artemis, my sight clearing as my world revolved completely around her.

‘What the fuck?’ a male voice asked and I tensed, preparing to attack again if someone else attempted to halt our progress. I could feel my cum leaking from the tip of my cock, my balls heavy with the need to release their load. I needed to be inside Artemis now before I lost too much sperm. It was imperative that I didn’t waste a single one to ensure the pregnancy took.

‘I don’t know, Tormik,’ Artemis addressed the man behind me, and I snarled again at her attention being on anyone but me. ‘Get Henrik.’

No. No man would come between us. Ever.

I lunged.

‘Get him now!’ she yelled, holding me at arm’s length.

‘Stop pushing me away, my love. I need you now. I need to unload inside you. I need to put a baby in you now. Please,’ I begged, desperate for her to let me in. She was wearing clothes, but then again so was I, so I finally pushed my tentacled through and shredded my jumpsuit from the waist down.

‘Stars above…’ someone else breathed, though I didn’t bother to check. I was going to fuck my woman, and I didn’t care who watched as long as they didn’t intervene.

We struggled some more, her reluctance confusing me but not deterring me from my goal.

‘Baby. We need to make a baby. I need to put a baby in you, my love. Why won’t you let me?’

My tentacles reached out for her from both my face and my groin but she somehow kept successfully avoiding them. I was getting frustrated, but I still wasn’t ready to give up. No, that wasn’t right, Icouldn’tgive up. It simply was not an option.

‘What’s happening?’ another male voice joined the fray and caused my urges to increase to a point where I felt like I was going to burn up if I didn’t get inside Arty soon. Sweat rolled down my back and slicked my hands which made holding onto an already slippering Artemis all the more difficult, but I kept trying.

‘He wants to impregnate me, Henrik, but he’s not himself and he won’t stop. I don’t know what to do!’

I paid no attention as the male mused allowed, using the distraction his presence presented to finally grab a hold of Arty. Unfortunately, I merely got to grind myself onto her fully clothed body briefly before she tore herself from my grip once again, smacking my tentacles away as they attempted to keep her in place by wrapping around her hips, legs, waist… any part of her they could reach.

‘Okay. Tormik, make yourself useful and ensure the path is clear. I don’t want anyone getting on his bad side after…’ Artemis trailed off and I watched as she gestured around us with her head, her hands occupied with keeping me at bay.

‘Please, my love,’I panted, my cock aching and my balls already clenching in preparation of my release. I was going to blow, and soon.

‘Now!’ she shouted and bolted from the room.

I whimpered, my erection causing more pain than pleasure now so I wrapped it in my tentacles for protection as I ran after her. Even still, the slightest touch sent both pleasure and pain rushing through me, the sensitivity almost too much to bear. Yet, the thought of coming and wasting all my life-giving essence outside of Artemis’s womb was even more unbearable, so I held on.

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