Feral Attraction のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

By midweek, the exhaustion had truly set in over every student. But we had no choice but to trudge on. Dinner that night was quiet, just me, my parents, and the sound of the TV murmuring in the background. Afterward, I crossed over to Gal’s house. I greeted her parents in the living room.“How was the exam today?” Mr. Rivera asked.“It was cool sir,” I shrugged.“Fine,” he said as he pointed the remote control to the TV to change to the news channel. “I wish you luck tomorrow.”I smiled and took the stairs two at a time to Gal's room. She was already waiting, sitting by her reading desk, a chair for me at the other end of the desk. A blanket draped over her shoulders, notes, flashcards and textbooks spread across the table. “Thank God you are here,” she sighed dramatically. “Sit, let's start. I want to sleep early enough tonight.”I didn't sit. Instead, I pulled her off her chair and sat on it. I then reached over, hooked my hands under her arms, and lifted her onto my lap, making

It was Friday, the last day of exams. And the subject was Physics.The hall felt different that morning, almost electric. Everyone was running on fumes, but beneath the exhaustion pulsed a strange excitement. The finish line was finally here.Milo and I walked in together, our shoulders brushing as we found our seats. He smiled at me, eyes bright despite the dark circles beneath them.“One more,” he murmured.“One more,” I echoed, trying not to grin too much.The invigilator’s voice broke through the soft chatter. “You may begin.”The rustle of papers followed, and for a few seconds, there was nothing but the scratch of pens and the occasional sigh. Circuits, motion graphs, Newton’s laws, our familiar enemies. I stared at the first page, blinked, and told myself to focus. This was it. The last mountain to climb.Halfway through, I caught Milo sneaking a glance at me from across the aisle. I made a face that probably said, I’m dying, and he bit back a laugh. Sai, sitting two rows ahead

“Yes, that was incredible,” I moaned. A deep, satiated hum vibrated through my entire being, my body nothing more than a blissful, liquid thing in Milo’s arms. The sharp, desperate edges of my climax had faded, leaving behind a heavy, warm thrum that pulsed in time with his heartbeat under my ear. “Good girl,” he kissed her hair. “I will put that in mind.” He growled, not just the normal one but a howl. His whispered words, a perfect counterpoint to the animalistic growls that had torn from his throat just made me want him more. My cunt pulled more wetness. His hand stroked my hair, his breath evening out. “I will always take care of you just the way you want my sweet girl.” He whispered, his voice already thick with renewed desire.A new desire, born from absolute satisfaction and the intoxicating knowledge of my own power over this magnificent beast, surged through me. I had been his to command, his to unravel. Now, I wanted to unravel him.I shifted against him, pushing myself u

I don’t think I've ever slept so soundly in my life in recent times.The ocean’s rhythm outside our window had been the perfect lullaby; soft, steady, comforting. No alarms, no deadlines, no reason to wake up before the sun. It was pure bliss.So when my phone alarm went off at 9:00 AM, I rolled over with a satisfied sigh. I’d been the one to set it, after all, Milo and I had sworn we weren’t letting anyone drag us into an early morning routine this summer. “We’re not going to school,” we’d said in unison last night, practically shaking hands on the deal.I stretched lazily, feeling the cool linen sheets slide against my skin before dragging myself upright. The room was bathed in gentle light, the curtains swaying with the morning breeze that carried the faint, salty scent of the sea.I padded into the bathroom, splashed water on my face, brushed my teeth, and tied my hair up in a messy ponytail. A quick glance in the mirror confirmed I looked reasonably awake; good enough for family

The soft hum of the ceiling fan was the only sound for a while. The late afternoon light had shifted into a warm, honeyed glow that poured through the window and painted everything in shades of gold. The air smelled faintly of sea salt and something sweeter; her. My GalGal’s fingers were still threaded through mine, small and warm. Her eyes searched mine like she was weighing whether to speak. I could feel her heartbeat through our joined hands; steady, then quicker.I turned my palm up and gave her hand a gentle squeeze.“What is it?” I asked softly, wondering in my mind what could make her look so serious all of a sudden. She hesitated, her lips parting, closing again, then finally forming the question that had clearly been sitting on her chest for a while.“Milo… would your pack really allow you to marry a human?”I sat up slightly, still holding her hand, I actually wasn't expecting that. “Gal…” I said, searching for the right words. “They can’t say no.”Her brows furrowed, unce