Chapter 48: For What I Cherish
Stahl’s anger reached new heights. She had expected the bull to strike down on Aster some, but never would’ve believed the beast would ruthlessly assault such an angle.
She lunged at her attackers, letting her rage propel and fuel her swift movements as she managed to win back a bit of her ground against them. The two students were snickering at the she-wolf with lowly disgust, truly enjoying the show their captain was putting on.
Aster was deathly silent. His face felt flushed and pale all at once as his body strained, saturated in his own sweat and heat from his exhausting position.
He wasn’t ready for this. He wasn’t ready for any of that to be aired out like it was. Stahl had marked him? What did that even mean? His brother Cortist had told him that’s a thing canines enjoyed, but when did that even happen...
And what was the captain’s problem? Why was he being so degrading and vulgar about it all... But more than anything... Why was he so damned HARD over everything happening...
Aster felt humiliated, betrayed, helpless, and trapped beneath the weight of the bull and his demeaning words... So why was he enjoying this? Why did he love the idea of the she-wolf laying claim to him so badly?
Why did the mighty bull’s teasing make the urge to simply let go and seek out the she-wolf feel so overpowering? Aster’s rational mind hadn’t consented, hadn’t made the choice... yet his body thrummed with a fierce, involuntary need for her.
To Aster, that showed a lack of willpower. He shuddered in shame at what he felt, his member stiffening in spite of it, as the proof of his arousal was carried by the winds to the mocking beasts around him.
Stahl was speechless then. She didn’t know how to make any of this easier. She didn’t know what to say to Aster. She didn’t know what to do with the proof that Aster was aroused as it assaulted her very nose.