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*In this chapter... * The stray cougar that has been prowling the edges of the Drake family gets Han increasingly anxious. His mate, Maka, provides whatever comfort she can, though even her love might not be strong enough to temper her mate's fury.

This novel has been written for Skan Drake who owns all the puma protagonists of this story

****The Monster Lies Ch8: The Stranger's Shadow*** *

Maka awoke groggily from her slumber. The slightly damp stone of her den felt rather chilly under her cushy paw pads. It hadn't always been such, when Han pressed his warm, larger body against her. Back then, it felt as if the stone itself could sense the honest love that burned within the two cougars, warming up with the coming of the day.

Now, it was all frigid, like the rapids of the Zuzeca river. Maka had gotten used to the coldness of waking up on her own by now. It had been three days since an intruder was allegedly spotted prowling the outskirts of their territory. Han was convinced that his family was in peril, yet he showed no clues. Provided no signs of this actual threat. Could it be that the danger was somehow fabricated by his own mind?

Maka shook her head as she began to stretch out the stiffness of the night from her body. First, she bowed on her front legs, unleashing a growl along with a toothy yawn that persisted even when her body shifted over. She bent her hindquarters, a longer hiss escaping through her jaws. Her tail jerked up in the air, trembling like the female's mighty hind paws as her sharp claws scraped along the cavern's resilient floor. Most of the time, the strain of her muscles applied pressure upon her vaginal muscles, and this time, it was no different. Tucked together, her glossy lips kissed each other until she finished stretching, the pleasure hiding within her clenching vaginal muscles fizzling with the ending of her morning exercise. That particular area reflected the emotional neglect she felt deep within her furred chest. Even if she happened to be a mother of two, the urge to feel her mate's warmth throbbing inside her remained a constant desire that needed to be nourished, just like her desire to lap at the cold water of the crystalline river or feast upon the succulent flesh of fresh prey. Maka needed Han's affections, not only his protection or the ability to provide, which he believed to be the sole duty of a male.

With that thought in mind, Maka settled on the ground to groom her genitals. A pungent scent greeted her nostrils. Her nightly emissions fossilized in the absence of grooming, the spiky forest now blocking Maka's gender behind a wall of fuzzy brambles not even her tongue could bother to straighten up.

With a disheartened growl, Maka crawled along the cavern. She caught Han's scent near the exit, leading out of the cave. With her nose following the spicy particles that Han sprayed into the air, she found her mate resting in the grass a hundred meters or so in the forest.

He sat on his haunches, his red eyes undoubtedly staring at the horizon. She could tell by the flicks of his tail that something bothered him, yet experience taught her better than to disrupt her mate's morning ministrations. With her pads barely making a sound on the soft ground, Maka joined her mate and settled next to him, if only to breathe in his pleasant scent, to feel his radiating warmth flow into her fur like a gentle summer breeze.

"He's out there, you know." Han's stern voice broke the silence. "Waiting. Plotting. Wondering if we are ready for him." He turned his head to Maka. "What manner of fool is he, to think he can usurp this territory from me? We've been together for what, five years? How long have we hunted, ran, and mated in this patch of land I secured for my family, Maka?"

Maka's ears flattened under the hateful determination burning within her protector's eyes. Three days, and somehow, she still hadn't gotten used to see Han like this. He carried the look of a hunter. The obsession of a predator who'd never let go of his prey no matter if he had to traverse the whole world to catch it.

This was the provider she chose, not the mate she loved. "A bit more than five years." She answered softly.

"Six then," Han got up on his fours, walking towards the nearest tree. "And this parasite, this tumor thinks it can live off my land? Infest the future of my children?" a fierce snarl made his lips curl up over his exposed fangs. "I will break his legs so that he crawls like the worm he is. No. Not even crawl." Han took a deep breath and turned his contorted muzzle to Maka. "Such filth hardly deserves to live. I should make an example out of him and show my children what happens to the fools that trespass into my lands. Don't you agree, my mate?"

A cold shiver raced along Maka's spine. She opened her mouth to speak, only that...nothing came out.

"What is that silence? I asked for your opinion. When a provider asks, you answer."

"I..." Maka stammered.

"Would you spare him? Is that it?"

"No."

"Then bloody say so!"

Maka shrunk into the rain of vengeance that fell upon her. Through gritted teeth, Han spat more than just his opinion. His hatred latched onto her soul like the beads of saliva that found a new home upon her face. It was a cold, dark, terrifying thing. A monstrous sludge that only took shape in the stories told to her children.

"I...you're right, Han. You are completely right," Maka nodded three awkward times thanks to the shivers that made her body stiff. "You need-need to find him quickly, before he can..."

"Infest." Han lifted her chin with his muzzle. "Go on. Say it. You know what has to be done as well as I do. That's why I chose you. We're mates, right? We do everything together. Continue."

"We need to end him...before he manages to infest... everything we hold dear."

His growl resonated with agreement. "Good. And then what?" Han cocked his head. "How does my supportive mate, the mother of my children, thinks I should punish this trespasser?"

There was but one word Han wanted to hear. One gruesome word.

"Kill," Maka said. "There can be no mercy. You have to end him."

"And erase whatever filth he sprayed and scratched on my trees." Han added. "I will not have my children live under the threat of some mangy outcast. You will be able to look out for our children on your own, I hope. I cannot expect you to be a match for this stranger in case he sneaks close to our home, but...I'd feel better if you can just keep an eye on them."

Maka's dread lifted once she saw hatred slowly transform back into care. That was a feeling she grew accustomed to. This was the cougar she fell in love with. Without thinking, she brushed along her mate to feel his strong muscles tensing up beneath his glorious coat.

"Maka...I don't think we should..."

She stopped his stammering breath right there with a long lick over his muzzle. "Come back safely."

"It's not me you should be worried about," Han chuckled silently. Maka brushed her head under his neck, but her mate leaped ahead to run off into the forest.

"I love you..." Maka whispered. She wanted him to hear her, not the gusts of wind left by her mate's bounding strides. It took a few seconds for Han's scent to dim to a speck. Just as long as it took her nether lips to flush bright pink with a spasm of heat, for beneath the layer of fear he triggered whenever he became Han the Avenger, that cougar was still the one she chose to spend the rest of her life with.

For that, she had to respect his desires, even if she had little needs of her own. A need that picked at her brain with every step she took back to the cave. The weather was perfect. The silence, exhilarating.

And her nether lips moistened after what felt like an eternity. Surely her adult cubs could fend on their own for a couple of minutes.

"Yes," Maka purred with joy as she settled on the warm grass of a secluded clearing. "My brave mate will make that intruder rethink his actions today, and once that's done..."

Oh, she had a few things in mind on what could happen when Han returned to his normal self. She imagined the golden sun of late evening blaze off Han's pristine fur as he returned from the deadly scuffle with only a minor scratch on his ear. He'd lick her muzzle lovingly, more than once now that the threat had been dealt with, and Maka would purr her heart out, finally happy to have her mate return to his better self.

"Han..." Maka mumbled shakily as she rolled onto her belly to allow the warm rays of the sun to cascade upon her lithe, feminine body. Eyes closed, with her cream belly completely exposed to the gentle caress of the wind, Maka fantasized further on what Han would do to her. She became so enraptured with that scenario that her mind sunk into that beautiful dream, leaving her body back in the clearing.

_Han...oh, my mate... _

He materialized on top of her. The rigid barbs of his tongue flowed along her nape like the calm waves of a gentle sea. Below her upraised tail, another barbed thing prepared to make contact with her body, and Maka all but shivered with thrumming anticipation.

Please... she pleaded with a cracking voice full of lust. I haven't felt you in so long. I need you, Han... Come back to me. I need you back inside me...

Her nape formed a mound between her mate's jaws. Han's pointy canines sent a jolt of pain as they pressed upon her skin; a jolt that raced along her ruffling spin all the way to the shivering tip of her tail. A tail that jerked and spasmed like a trapped beast before her mate sunk his moist length inside the comfortable shelter of her lips.

Maka froze. Focus washed over her body. Her tail rose high above her pussy to encourage deeper penetration. One by one his barbs pricked her flesh apart with lashes of intense pleasure, and then, he unleashed his essence along with his climactic cry. There was no greater pleasure for a female than to feel the warm, life-giving seed of her mate spurt within her. Curling her lips, Maka yowled out her own pleasure, milking her mate for all he had. Even when his flesh turned soft, Maka grabbed onto him with all her limbs.

This is how it felt to be loved by your better half. This is how it felt to be wanted by the male you selected out of a dozen others. This is how it felt to be filled after a season of complete abstinence. To Maka, it felt like a dark void had just been suddenly filled with all the positivity she abandoned in the depths of the past. Her trembling eyelids squeezed out tears of pure happiness from her cerulean eyes, and she kissed him all over his muzzle, encouraging him to remain inside her for just a while longer.

Fortunately, Han had no thoughts of parting with her, for she was precious; a treasure worth more than any land. He kissed her with the same intense love, and for what seemed like hours the cougars displayed their love through licks, nuzzles, and ways only a feline could understand.

Until Han was ready for more.

Mrrroooooowwwrrrrr! Her yowl encouraged her mate to squeeze harder upon her nape as a way to secure her in place for the treasure that would shortly follow. Maka's limbs all but rattled with excitement for the lances of ivory semen to escape her mate's cock.

But instead of cumming, Han wrestled himself out of the snuggly comfort of her lips...only to smack himself back again through the sea of silky lubrication that made Maka's pussy feel like living velvet to a male's barbed cock.

A short gasp escaped through the female's parted jaws. She believed that the height of pleasure had been attained when her mate's cock filled her lips, but she was wrong. Oh, so blissfully wrong. Working his hips back and forth, Han mounted a series of quick, desperate thrusts that stimulated Maka's oversensitive pussy far more than she ever expected.

Breath caught in her chest. Her legs stiffened, and her vision fluttered with a million butterflies. She almost thought that she was going to pass out from the overwhelming pleasure that kept building up inside her. With every rake of his barbs, her puffy lips became redder as more blood poured into them to make her passage tighter, slicker, and warmer. His endurance too started to falter. Cougars weren't made to last long when the tip of their members was adorned with dozens of tiny nubs. These small barbs that brought Maka so much joy also stimulated the male with the same intense jolts.

H-Han... Maka scratched the ground, unable to voice out her thoughts thanks to the immense pleasure that entrapped her. I can't...hold on any longer...Please, please, please...let it go. Finish...inside me...

As if he heard her thoughts, her beloved mate slammed his ripe sack against her soaked pussy to drive his rigid cock as far as he could into the moist, cherry colored heaven of flesh that was her pussy.

Han yowled...

And then, he came. Jets of scalding semen exploded from his hard, spasming cock like fiery lances, going further into Maka than a cougar's cock ever reached. It was at that point that the little control she still had over her own body completely unraveled, and, accompanied by the harshest, most desperate roar that ever came out of her throat, Maka unleashed her own orgasm. Waves of heat splattered out of her pussy like a tide. The blanket of ooze soaked her mate's cock in fluids much warmer than his own mouth and splattered upon his twitching ballsack like the waves of the sea smashing upon cliffs.

Han's jaws increased their pressure, but Maka felt nothing thanks to the streams of pleasure that kept pumping through her entire body. Her pussy convulsed around Han's cock to milk his semen down to the last drop, and the male absolutely loved that. Buried so deep that his balls covered Maka's lips under their fuzzy guard, Han pumped his fertile essence into her over and over again, his balls drawing up every time a new spurt squirted out of his restless cock, until nothing remained in that hard, beautiful member.

When the mating soared past its peak, that soft, calming tongue replaced the vice grip of sharp teeth. Han's way of saying thank you for allowing me to be your mate. Maka melted in the pleasant sensations brought by his careful tongue. With her eyes closed, she rubbed her back against her mate's belly, purring warmly to the buzz that still made her lips twitch around her mate's deflating cock. Han remained inside her even after he fulfilled his duty as a mate, plastering her neck with saliva, purring in her ears, sealing her dripping tunnel with his maleness until Maka rolled on her belly to see the face of her beloved. A stream of ivory cum escaped from her pussy during the switch, but she didn't mind that. Not when she had such a perfect cougar on top of her.

How would I be able to live without you? Maka thought as she pressed her nose against Han's. You are my protector, the father of my cubs. You are my everything.

Without a word, Han stuck his tongue inside her mouth, and everything became a blur of purrs and moans mixed into a stew of sensual pleasure.

"Han..." Maka whispered. She blinked her eyes.

There was no Han. Only the sun, with its wan warmth and pale rays.

Maka let out a long sigh as her eyes adjusted back to her surroundings. It was no longer a shock to return to a world colder than what the realm of her memories offered. After more than a hundred times of relieving the better times of her life, such moments became as normal as the crystalline drops that cascaded down her soaked pussy.

Maka approached the soggy pair of folds that made up her pussy. She took a deep breath that made her muzzle scrunch up from the sheer amount of stimuli that assailed her sensitive nostrils. Maka licked her muzzle until the effect passed, then proceeded to do the same to her pussy, draping her tongue over the soft flesh like Han used to do for her many years back.

"Mrowwwrrr," a rebellious purr rumbled in the back of her throat as her tongue began to collect the arousing fluids seeping from her still-fertile folds. She wasn't too old to breed. Not by a longshot. Now that her two cubs were on the verge of sexual maturity, she had every desire to feel her mate inside her again. Maybe even produce a new set of cubs.

That desire pushed Maka's arousal further. She dug her muzzle into her pussy and dabbed the smooth tip of her tongue quickly between her folds. The sensation felt interesting at first, then, like any good thing, the excitement started to wane into monotony.

No...no. Maka pushed harder. I want to feel it again. Feel like...he's back inside me.

So she started suckling on her pussy with the same gusto Han would. By creating a funnel between her jaws and the insides of her lips, she could slurp out the gentle taste of her arousal straight from the embrace of her pussy. It sounded good in theory.

In practice, it felt less than gratifying. Since it acted like a bridge, her stiff tongue hardly matched the feel of a real cock. Her maw was also too well known to her. It felt like tickling yourself, an impossible task that annoyed the rowdy female.

"Mraaawwwrrrr!" she couldn't give up. Not after so many days of abstinence.

Maka stuck a paw in her mouth to lick and suckle onto her own pads. Once lubricated, she slammed the soft thing down upon her sex and tried to use a kneading motion in order to imitate what a real male would do to her. At first, it felt good enough. Her pads were hard enough to apply pleasure onto her folds, and soft enough to avoid scratching the slim flesh of her sensitive lips. Maka believed she could finally reach her orgasm, so she kept at it, first massaging herself with the whole paw, then trying to stick fingers in there, only to taste the sting of unwanted claws.

It wasn't working. With a frustrated growl, Maka threw her head back against the grass as her efforts amounted to nothing more than frustration. She couldn't live up to her memories. Not by herself. Certainly not when she was a pale shadow of the happy female that moved into Han's territory a few weeks after they met. Maka fondly remembered her ability to discharge her liquid lust simply from tasting her mate's fertile member. She used to be so sensitive before she became a mother... Always on the verge of orgasm. Always wet, as if anything could set her off.

Perhaps such days were over. She had new responsibilities now, and, remembering the promise she made to her mate, Maka picked her exhausted body off the ground to continue her journey back to the cave. She didn't find Skan there. Not even a faint trail of his smell. Maka wasn't very worried. It was usual for Skanita to sleep away from home since the start of her heat, and lately Skan had been accompanying her. Protecting her. Maybe, even mate her?

That sounded absolutely ridiculous...yet a part of Maka flourished at the idea of seeing two young cougars discover the joys of mating for the first time, just like she did... even if they happened to be her own children. Lured by this bizarre form of excitement, Maka went in search of the intruder. She first aimed for the high wilderness with its dense trees and proliferous vegetation. No sign of any cougar. West, maybe? She knew Han started from the opposite direction, but still, she found nothing.

End of Chapter 8

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