Talia Of Animalistic - Chapter 4

Talia wakes up in Richy’s bed surround by the four children. Little Shell’s face is just a few inches from Talia’s face. And as Talia focuses, Shell smiles brightly. With her two front teeth missing, it’s simply the cutest smile Talia has ever seen.

Talia returns Shell’s smile as she greets, “Good morning little one.”

Shell giggles and says, “Good morning sleepy head.”

“Oh,” says Talia with her eyebrows raised, “I must be the last one to wake up.”

“That’s okay,” says Minnow as she’s braiding a section of Talia’s hair. “It’s let me work on your hair without your head moving too much.”

“So,” Talia asks Minnow, “am I pretty yet?”

Beaver’s head appears over top of Shell’s head and he says, “You’re already pretty.”

Clam pushes up on his knees and leans over to have a closer look at Minnow’s work. He tells Talia, “I think she made lots of knots.”

Richy strides into the bedroom wearing a pair of ratty old cut off jean shorts. He says to the children, “Hey, I said let her sleep.”

“She woke up on her own,” Beaver tells Richy.

“Fine,” responds Richy smiling. “Breakfast is ready so skedaddle.”

The children abandon Talia, rushing out of the room to go have breakfast. Richy shuts and locks the door behind them. It’s the first time he’s ever locked his bedroom door.

Talia props up on one elbow and gives Richy a quizzical look as she ask, “Why’d you lock the door?”

Richy sits on the edge of the bed by her and answers, “Because no one around here ever knocks, especially not the little people.”

Talia shrugs one shoulder as she starts to say, “Wild folks…”

Richy stops her by lying a finger over her full lips and corrects her, “Free people. Wild is what domesticated people call us because they think we’re not as human as them. And I’ve seen enough of their bad behavior to know they’re not truly tame. I think of us as free people. Free people because we don’t complicate our lives with things that won’t matter anyway after we’re dead. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.webnovel.com www.webnovel.com for visiting.

Richy has a valid point, so Talia rephrases what she was about to say, “Free people aren’t ones for doing things behind closed doors. So I doubt highly there’s little those children haven’t seen. After all, free people don’t have much use for privacy. Privacy’s what domesticated people need when they’re up to no good.”

Richy shrugs as he slowly pulls the sheet down off of Talia revealing her breasts with their lovely chocolate nipples, her perfect inny belly button, and then her black triangle of curls pointing the way to heaven for him until he can see every naked inch of her. Then he tells her, “Privacy’s not the issue. I just don’t want any interruptions.”

“You really can’t possibly want me after last night,” Talia’s mind thinks one thing while her body thinks another. Talia’s nipples were erect the moment Richy stepped back into the room. And as his hand cups one breast, a wave of heat washes over her and she’s instantly wet despite being sore in ways she never imagined she could be.

Richy sucks the chocolate nipple of the breast he’s cupping into his mouth and Talia arches her back in response. Richy climbs onto the bed as he takes the other nipple into mouth. Then as he’s kissing her, he slides a hand into her feminine folds finding her hot and ready for him. His finger glides in easily. Talia whimpers helplessly into his mouth as he works his finger in and out of her. She can’t keep herself from pushing her hips into his hand.

The first small orgasm ripples through Talia’s body. Richy slides down Talia’s body between her thighs and lowers his face to that heavenly spot. He licks, laps and sucks until another orgasm washes over her. He’s pleased with the way she’s instantly ready for him and how quick and easy she cums for him. He frees his erection from his shorts and Talia’s eyes nearly pop out from shock as she sucks in a deep breath.

Richy smiles as he tells Talia, “It fit last night. It’ll fit again,” as he lines up with Talia’s opening while he’s on his knees. He takes his time to work himself in slowly. She’s a very tight fit and the friction is sweet. He stays on his knees so he can watch his cock push in and out of Talia, who is propped up on her elbows rolling her hips into him amazed to have all of his cock inside her and loving it. Last night they had both been too instinct driven, neither had been able to think about anything they were doing. Today they’re both fully aware of what they’re doing.

As his climax approaches, Richy finds himself riding Talia hard and fast. He knows a domesticated woman would be complaining. But with Talia he can be free. So free he realizes he hadn’t remembered to use a condom with Talia. It’s been a few years since Richy’s been with a woman. Cougar’s wife, Sheila, had been the last woman he was with before Talia. And he had always used condoms religiously, even with free females. Not because disease was a major concern for him, because like other free people, he’s immune to most STDs. He used them religiously because he didn’t want several different kids by several different women.

Free women don’t seek child support, but domesticated women do. Besides, he wants a more traditional family like his parents had. He wonders what Talia wants. After being a virgin for so long, she may not have given it much thought.

Richy’s climax causes a major orgasm to rock Talia. Her body spasms out of control beneath his. Their claws and canines extend as their skin ripples in waves. Richy is relieved that he loses his erection with his climax. He had been worried he would subject Talia to another non-stop marathon.

Richy runs a bath for himself and Talia. While they’re in the tub, he has Talia tell him all she knows about the gift. Talia and Roar had both exhibited signs of having the gift as very young children. But it wasn’t until after puberty that they were able to make full use of the gift. And using the gift requires practice, acute self-awareness, and discipline. Stress could weaken your control. But Talia had never heard of an adult just suddenly developing the gift. But then she had never heard of anyone mating for over four hours straight, and yet she and Richy had done just that last night.

Richy leads Talia by the hand down to the kitchen for a late breakfast. He’s back in his old ratty cut-off jean shorts. Talia’s back in one of his t-shirts and a pair of his boxer shorts. He pulls out a chair for her and Talia sits down.

Otter stops in the doorway to the kitchen as Richy sits a plate of food in front of Talia. Otter puts a hand over the claw scabs on her forearm. Draped over her other arm are some women’s clothes: a couple of skirts, shorts, and a couple of tops, just a few extra things that Otter rarely wears and should fit Talia.

Richy gives Otter a careful smile, “Talia, this is my cousin, Otter. Otter, this is Talia.”

Talia’s unease scents the air as she pats the chair next to her and invites Otter, “Please, sit down.”

Otter sits down slowly and manages not to flinch when Talia reaches for her wounded forearm. But Otter can’t hide the smell of her fear.

Talia gently takes Otter’s clawed arm and looks at the damage she did. Then she very sincerely apologizes, “I am so sorry.” Her eyes well up with tears as she says, “I don’t know what came over me. I haven’t been myself the last few days.” What Talia does know is that Otter has suffered at the hands of Fjord. Talia is very upset with herself for having harmed a woman who has suffered enough and done no wrong. Even if Richy had been having an intimate relationship with Otter before he met her, she shouldn’t have been upset about it.

Otter thumbs a tear from Talia’s cheek as she tells her, “It’s not that bad, just a few scratches, nothing serious… I brought you some things. It seems Mist brought you here without giving you a chance to prepare for your visit.”

Talia sniffles. “I didn’t know I was coming for a visit. I find myself bewildered by the whole experience.”

Otter pats Talia’s hand understandingly. But she’s curious about something and tells Talia, “I’m gonna ask you something personal.” Richy shakes his head no at Otter but she tells him, “Better me than Bass or Cougar… Now, seeing as this is none of my business, you’re not required to answer. But then Cougar or Bass will bother you about it later.” Otter takes a deep breath and asks Talia, “You were really a virgin until last night?”

Talia sighs sadly as she answers, “Yes.”

“Oookaay.” Then Otter’s silent a moment before she asks, “How? Why? You can’t tell me men don’t want you. Fjord would slaughter our whole tribe if he thought it would win you.”

Talia decides to try to explain. So she starts from the beginning. “When I was five, my parents took me to live with my maternal grandparents to begin my… domestication and formal education… My parents came to get me every summer. When school was out for the summer, my grandfather raised a green flag to let my parents know they could come get me. When it was time for the next school year to begin, he would raise a red flag and my parents would take me back and that worked… But then puberty hit me and I was like any other… free female during puberty. I was like a cat in heat. My behavior… well, you know what it’s like, but I was enrolled in private school and I couldn’t just turn it off. I ended up spending the rest of that school year at home with my grandparents and female tutors. And when that school year ended and summer came, a yellow flag was raised instead of a green one… My parents came and they and my grandparents had a long discussion concerning me. My physician was having trouble finding a birth control method that would work for me. So that summer I wasn’t allowed to spend with my tribe. My father wanted me educated like my mother and my grandfather knew a young pregnancy would interfere with that. So the hope was by the next summer I would be stabilized on some form of birth control and me getting pregnant young wouldn’t be a concern… Except that didn’t happen and we all know tribe males don’t and won’t use condoms. All that was left was abstinence. I could spend the summer running free with my parents and tribe, but I had to tell every male who propositioned me no and stay a virgin until they found birth control that worked for me or I completed my formal education… It was much harder than I imagined it would be. But I completed my formal education. I have the law degree my father and grandfather wanted for me. The degree in mathematics is for myself. The doctor didn’t find birth control that would work for me. And somewhere along the way, the males in my tribe stopped trying to tap me. Of course my father forbidding me to go naked and them from touching me had aided in that. And I slowly became an outsider among my own people. Young women that I played with as a child, don’t want me near their children.” Talia puts on a smile despite her sadness that she knows they can smell. “And so here we are… Lowest female in the tribe, that’s not a natural position for you, is it Otter?”

Otter shakes her head. “That’s Fjord’s decree. He did it to our whole family.”

Richy is curious about something Cougar told him. “Tali, Cougar said you dated domestic males, said you had a long term relationship with one. That he even asked you to marry him.”

Talia again puts on that smile that’s meant to mask her sadness. “Domesticated males have very different goals than free males. They would be interested in me until they learned who I was. Then they became interested in my grandfather’s money. Money’s worse than shoes. That idiot who proposed to me I only kept around for appearances sake in domesticated society. So I would always have an escort for domestic events. He was in love with my grandfather’s money not me. He just saw me as access to it… He was such a dumb ass. He would show up to see me with some domestic female’s punony on his breath. He just didn’t get that I could smell it, the other woman and his lies.” When one and the people one’s surrounded by can smell when someone is lying, one just doesn’t bother with lying. Free people have very few secrets from each other.

“He never tried to mate with you,” Otter ask Talia.

A real smile spreads across Talia’s face. “He tried. He tried a lot. But he always came in his pants before he could get it out.”

Richy and Otter both laugh out loud.

Talia’s smile is satisfied and amused. “Premature ejaculation, such a wonderful little thing.”

Otter laughs so hard, tears squeeze from her eyes. “I wonder how a man like that ever manages to mate with a woman.”

Richy tells Otter, “He’d have to find a woman willing to fluff him back up after he lost his seed.”

“Oh,” says Otter surprised. Free males aren’t usually interested in being fluffed. They want to mate. But it’s not unusual for a free male to want to taste a female before mating, or use it as a way to get a female relaxed enough for mating. The only male Otter knows that wants to be fluffed is Fjord, who doesn’t ask nicely and wants it done until he cums. Otter’s been forced to do this for Fjord. “There are domestic women who do this willingly?”

“Yes,” Richy and Talia say in unison.

Richy tells Otter with a shrug, “Many don’t seem to mind giving a guy a blow. Some even trade it for money and gifts.”

Otter shakes her head in disbelief.

“When I was away studying law and mathematics,” Talia shares with Otter, “I met a female that I initially didn’t like, and she initially didn’t like me either. But we had more than a few classes together, and were paired for several projects together and became friends. I was amazed by her ability to take a man she just met into her mouth. It was like a greeting for her.” Talia sighs, “She was fun to hang out with. I miss her.”

Richy tells Talia, “You should give her a call.”

Talia does an uncomfortable sad smile as she answers, “I can’t.”

Otter asks Talia, “When was the last time you saw her?”

Talia answers matter-of-factly, “At her funeral. Her motto had been ‘Live fast, party hard and die young.’ And that’s exactly what she did. Her and a male friend, he was driving and drunk as a skunk, crashed head on into another vehicle.”

Otter knows it doesn’t matter whether you’re free or domesticated, the world is a dangerous place. “What about the people in the other vehicle?”

Talia doesn’t attempt to smile as she answers, “My grandmother died in route to the hospital. My grandfather never truly made a full recovery. He missed my grandmother so much. When he died a year later, the doctor said natural causes, but I knew his heart had been broken when he lost my grandmother.”

“Oh,” says Otter clasping Talia’s hand, “I’m so sorry, and I know about your parents. You’ve lost so many while you’re still so young. Who all do you have left?”

“My brother, Roar, of course, and my two nephews, Howl and Talon. Plus a few domesticated relatives. But I’m not close to most of them,” shares Talia.

“Well,” says Otter giving Talia’s hand a reassuring squeeze, “you have us now too. Right, Mist?”

Richy takes Talia’s other hand and kisses it. “Absolutely,” he agrees with Otter.

“I’ll let you finish your breakfast,” says Otter as she gets up from the table. “We’re all outside. Join us when you’re ready.”

Richy and Talia don’t join the others until dusk. Beaver brings Richy his guitar. They spend a peaceful evening together outside with Richy plucking ancient tunes on his guitar as Talia sits beside him with Otter braiding cornrows back from her forehead while leaving the back hanging free.