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"How could I have gotten her into this?" He stood blaming himself with his hand against the wall directly beside the doorway that would lead into the underground waterway of Dracula's castle.

If he'd never taken her in as his sister, if he'd never pushed himself to break those seals that clouded his mind into destroying her village then she might be safe right now. Instead she was going to be used as a blood sacrifice to feed the ancient vampire. Eye's turn up towards the night sky, staring at the moon above him even as he waited, not hesitating, but pondering the entire situation. The platinum hair lightly touched the moonlight to shine back as if it had it's own glow. Even his light blue jacket and pants displayed this creature's true form. Thin arms, slender frame, and a closed off attitude, did well to throw people off from the real power that he kept within himself.

Finally his thin fingers gripped the steel ring of the aged door to pull it against himself. With only a quick glance in it became instantly clear that there would be no way for this man to be able to see inside that underground cave. There was only one thing that he was going to be able to do here in order to counter this type of situation. Those dull grey eyes closed tight while this supposed man focused inwardly. Muscles tensed instantly, even as they expanded around his body. Point around his shoulders bulged out following his arms as if a river had just been unleashed under his skin. His hand came to place itself against the stone wall to help brace himself before his head arched back. Even as his skull took shape to narrow down, the rest of his body grew in size and fur started to cover the skin. The increase in size forced his shirt and jacket to tear from his body while the pants stretched to accommodate.

With eyes opening once again the gaze had changed completely to the anthromorphic wolven form that he'd grown so familiar with. The area lit up far better for him now. Able to see and and take in scents that his human form wasn't capable of noticing. With the change complete it was time for this beast to continue his journey to find his sister before Dracula could have a chance to drain her. A dark snarl exiting his snout before he rushed into the darkness of the cave and almost instantly vanished from sight. With his heightened senses the canine was able to see these tunnels now as clear as day itself. Not limited by the human lack of instinct, but at the cost of his compassion. For a mission like what he was on, this wasn't going to be a loss.

Cornell pushed his way further into the tunnels, noticing the dampness of this place and the flow of the water that seemed to drain it away from the entrance. The tunnel itself, though cold with stone walls, didn't have much towards it. No torches or attempt to colonize, or even civilize the place at all. It seemed that this cave had been completely ignored by the great vampire, but for how long? If nothing else it was a brilliant way of getting into the castle undetected. What wasn't considered was that without Dracula's influence to keep these tunnels maintained. There was no way of telling what other creatures that might have made this place their home. With the presence of evil flowing from the castle, there was no way of knowing what kind of monster would be attracted to that kind of energy.

The one known as "Blue Crescent Moon" quickly crouched down with a slight draft catching him. It had carried the scent of something further down in the tunnels. Even with the slight catch of the smell, it was obvious that whatever was down there was pungent as well as cold blooded. It was hard to make out specifics with only a brief sniff, but it did enough to tell the beast that there were creatures living here and that he would be needing to fight them off if he wanted to continue forward. Narrowing his gaze the werewolf would see if he could peer further down the tunnel. Unfortunately, his eyesight could only go so far and they were much further down than he was able to see even with his heightened abilities. It looked like with the draft he was going to be able to smell further than he was able to see. Of course, Cornell had to worry about if they'd be able to smell him as well.

Even as Cornell's feet echoed on the floor of the long tunnel he had to keep his guard up. Ears twitched at the sound of his boots padding over the damp ground. They then twitched again at a completely different sound. A fast shuffle sounded out from something just out of his eyes reach. The werewolf took a lower stance, waiting to see what was moving out there, but when he couldn't hear any further movement the beast would continue forward. There was no doubt in his mind that something was going to be down here, and he didn't want to be caught off guard when it finally showed itself.

With a few steps forward the werewolf caught the movement with his eyes. This alone was enough for him to slam his fist forward. The back of his hand shined in a bright blue against his already light blue fur. Just as his punch reached it's full range an arrowhead of light would shoot from the beasts knuckles. The halo of blue light that emitted from this bolt sailed down the length of the tunnel touching the walls just slightly to mark it's distance. The bolt contacted nothing before fading out of existence, but did provide enough of a light source that Cornell could see the fast movement of something that had gotten out of it's way.

The color was distorted thanks to the tint of the bolt, but the werewolf rushed his way forward towards what he'd seen. With the attack coming in that creature that had once been evasive now charged right back. Only a third of the Cornell's size, this bold monster rushed clearly into sight. Scaled in appearance, but small in stature. This Lizard Man came in fast towards the canine garou. Cornell quickly prepared his claws to deal with this monster, but with the mouth opening to display those jagged rows of teeth only forced the werewolf to hesitate.

Even while the creature lunged forward, it's feet leaving the ground completely and it's snout seeking for some part of the werewolf to sink down into. Cornell watched the situation play out, his body acting all it's own while he leaned back. The jaws snapped down with a loud click that echoed through the cave systems. Without any warning the right prepared claw rose up fast. Those wolven eyes following his own movement to see the slashing nails connect right into the bottom of the jawline. The fingers sinking in thanks to the pathway opened up by the nails. It wasn't enough to kill in the first hit, but it was enough to knock this lizard creature back against the close by tunnel wall.

Even as it's body buckled from the impact, it's feet never touched the ground. The remaining claw came down almost instantly from above. The slash from over the lizard creature cut straight through it's scaled hide like butter before throwing the beasts head straight into the stone floor. This victory was easily gained. The deep breaths panting lightly from the lips of the werewolf as he stared down at the unconscious lizard man. Watching him for any movements. When none came he turned back to his quest. Ears laid back slowly when those eyes caught on the image of even more lizard people. Not just one or two, but enough that they slowly vanished from sight into the darkness that surrounded all of them. This made him unsure of how many there would be, but the stench that came off of these unwashed monsters forced the werewolf to take a step back.

His senses were way higher in this form and his sense of smell was no exception. When it was just one the smell was almost unnoticeable, but in a group it was staggering. His instincts were to block the smell with his hand, but his combat training kept his hands down and forced himself to endure. There was no ignoring the smell of the lizard men, but that didn't mean he couldn't fight them. He could tell why they were waiting. Even though he couldn't count them, they were still bulking their numbers in the shadows. Cornell was going to have a fight on his hands if he continued to wait for them to make the first move. If he wanted to come out of this battle, he was going to need to attack first.

The sound of the creatures hissing filled the otherwise silent tunnel ways, masking the sounds of their movements. If there were others piling into the shadows to join their friends, he couldn't hear them moving over the sound of the Lizard people that were already here. The hiss itself was a deep tone, almost a growl that echoed down the lengths of these tunnels. None were in harmony with another as they all breathed and restarted their hissing out of order from one another. If this was trained, or just an example of the creatures disorganization, it was hard to say. Regardless, the sound was almost mind crushing and purely out of instinct from these small monsters.

Finally, the werewolf had enough of this and rushed into the bulk. What lead his assault was quick lean forward of his body before he'd howl out loudly. The sound of this howl easily overwhelmed the sounds put out by the lizard folk in this tunnel, but had another effect as well. The loud sound from the wolf would create a shock wave. This alone pushed back the first few lines of the large lizard colony. Where his howl wasn't able to deal further damage, his claws would have to suffice. Fast swipes of the claws landed a few clear hits, but that was only going to last until he was jumped on by one of the creatures. Just one wasn't going to be enough to get Cornell onto the ground, but with others following the first's example the werewolf easily found himself being weighted down.

A fast kick would show the werewolf's defiance while he fought to keep his footing. Bodies smashing against the walls where he'd been throwing them off of him. But it seemed as though every time one was removed, another just took it's place. Even while he reached behind himself he could see a female bring herself perfectly into his face. She didn't strike out at him, but instead inhaled deeply to breath straight into his face. The smell was crippling and the werewolf found himself on his knees. Legs shook to try to stay under him, but he felt like it was a losing fight to just stand. Another much more week throw would send another male into a wall, but not even close to hurt it. His hands worked to get between himself as the female attached to his chest, but her own arms reached around the back of his neck to pull him into a deep kiss.

The wolven member twitched inside of it's sheath at the feeling of the lizard lips pressed to his own, but he was able to regain himself and push her back off of him. Finally he'd grip the shoulder of the final lizard attached to his back to slam it against the floor of this cave. This only gave an opening for another female to jump onto his back. Her hair cascading over his shoulder to announce her presence as well as the feeling of her clawed hand lightly rubbing over his chest. He had no idea what these females were after, but they didn't seem to see him as food like the males had.

Despite their gender the female's claws were just as sharp at the males and soon he found his pants being torn while his attention was on the female rubbing his chest from around his back. A soft tip sounded when he felt his sheath quickly gripped by a completely different lizard girl. A fast kick would knock her back away from him, but his pants were a complete loss. Soft kisses landed on the back of his neck where he was gripped tighter from behind. The first female he'd met earlier had once again attached herself to his body, this time around his waist. A lick of her lips showed her eyeing his sheath, but a fast move of his hands blocked her from taking a taste. More breath was blown into his face from the one he'd kicked where she'd jumped clear over the other to grip his chest fur. A fast turn of his head blocked out most of the smell, but still some got through.

Cornell felt his legs weaken again, but punched his first forward to land a bright blast of his energy blade straight into the chest of the one still at his hip level. This would send her to the floor leaving only two for him to have to fight off. Hands came up to create space between his chest and the one girl while his back smashed against the stone wall, sandwiching the other and forcing her off of him and down to the ground. Finally he'd jump, regaining that lost leg strength and landing with the lizard that still gripped his chest to smash her body against the floor of the cave with his full body weight. The challenge here ended with him continuing on his path. Only slight damage, and a great deal of fatique, but still in a well condition to seek out his sister.

The further he got from those lizard people, the better he felt. The smell faded out of the tunnels further down and that at least brought back some of his drained strength. Yellow eyes turned to follow the walls of these tunnels until the vision faded into darkness. Even through these dark shadows it became quickly obvious that the tunnel was ending up ahead. Was it some kind of cave in? Never finished? It was hard to say, but what he did notice was that there was an opening to the side at the end of the long cooridor. It's very well possible that who ever built these tunnels decided to turn the tunnel here for various reasons.

The opening that he found himself turning sideways to fit through didn't seem to him like something carved out of the mountain, but more like something found while digging. The smell of the already damp air only thickened here indicating that there was a lot of water down this way. Cornell didn't care for watery areas, but for Ada's sake he'd tough it out and make due. The first thing that the werewolf noticed was that there was actually light in this area, and the second was that this chamber was enormous. Walls that go up further than he can accurately judge for a height and in the very center a lake. If this lake is fed from somewhere under it's surface, that would be a very likely possibility.

Inching closer to the body of water this beast would take quick sniffs. Cornell was looking for two things. The first being any monsters that might be in this chamber, and the second was if the water was fresh enough to drink. What he did catch was a slight smell of fish in this room. Quickly he'd turn his head towards water, but noticed something instantly. There were no fish in this underground lake. The sound of a splash would make him jump back and take a quick stance where the wolf searched for whoever was here.

"Why hello," came the call from somewhere in the water.

Finally something pulled itself up out of the water and onto one of the many rock formations that sat scattered throughout the lake. What the werewolf rested his yellow eyes on was by no doubt a mermaid. Her size was a bit bulkier than most he'd heard about, but where she had weight, she had it in all the right places. Nothing covered her generous breasts where they could just sit on her chest to hang all their own. This also showed the bit of pudge located around her mid-section. Even that fin half pulled up closer onto the rock while she rested there. Her body swaying slowly side to side to allow her figure to move with her.

"My name's Kelaetia. It's so nice that you came to visit me. Such a shame that you're so far away. Why not come over here? I'd like the company." The darker smirk slowly rose on her lips, but Cornell was not swayed by this. He'd seen that same smirk on many enemies to this date and wasn't about to fall for such an obvious trap now.

Cornell had never seen a mermaid before. The sight of such a beautiful creature only drew his attention further. The added girth only added his attraction over her, as well as the hypnotic sway of her magnificent breasts. It was obvious that she had a bit of attraction to him as well, but he needed to complete his quest to get back his sister. Still if there had been a different situation, he might have stayed with her here. It was important that he progressed into the castle from here. Kelaetia, as she called herself, was going to be the key to this.

Kelaetia had managed to get a great look at this werewolf from the time he'd been standing there. The view of the lean, but strong wolf only drove her to want to keep him with her. It would be difficult for her to convince Dracula to allow her to keep a pet, or even a lover, but it was a fight she was willing to make just to have this sexy blue creature as her company. How long had the mermaid been here now? She'd been captured by the mighty vampire some time ago, but had been given the freedom of the tunnel ways and underground channels. If anything her territory was greater than most, but still it didn't change the fact that hardly anyone came down here to visit with her. This left Kelaetia a bit lonely. Now that she had someone down here, she was going to have to keep him.

Cornell didn't have time to wait for the mermaid to make the first move. He was in a hurry and had to get to his sister as soon as he could. With his fists balling up he'd feel the heat from the energy blade forming around his knuckles. The blue fur around his hand glowed easily before it was focused into a blade. Two quick punches sent the energy blades flying out one right behind the other. The mermaid lifted her arms easily and dropped into the water with a loud splash just as the bolts impacted the rock she was leaning against. She grinned easily at him from below the water, but watched him a little bit longer. The werewolf couldn't see under the surface thanks to the darkness of the cave, as well as the murkiness of the water itself.

She flowed around easily having just been missed by the energy that impacted over her head while she suck into the water with only the greatest of ease. Watching him almost came naturally while the bulky mermaid waited. Finally she started moving through the water, her domain, circling, zigzagging, and building up speed until she came up towards where he stood. With a sharp lift she'd send herself flying from the water towards him, aiming to pounce the werewolf. Her hands gripped his shoulders and with her weight pushing against him, he was sent down to the ground easily. Kelaetia made sure to land with his head directly between those lovely breasts of hers. It felt nice having his furry, wolven face tickling along the length of her cleavage. She'd only let her breasts weight her chest down to apply that added pressure to his face. It was to keep him from being able to breath while he was down there.

On his back again the werewolf's body tensed up. With the soft skin on either side of his cheeks he'd blush hard against his blue cheeks, and did his best to push up against her, but those heavy melons kept him pretty well pinned. He found that with her stomach over his ribs and her large breasts cutting off his air flow he wasn't able to breath very well at all. The last thing he needed was to be smothered here after all he'd fought through. Finally his hand got a good grip against her shoulders to slowly start lifting her off of him, but that only lasted until she moved herself. A fast shift of her weight from left to right would swing those massive tits to land a hard double impact against his face. Those arms gave out easily after the surprisingly strong strike.

It didn't hurt her tits at all to smack him against the face with her jugs. The mermaid smirking when she was dropped back down on top of him. His face was to the side now and Cornell quickly recovered from the strike to roll her over onto her back. This was only so that he could get up, much to her disappointment, but the mermaid still had length and size against him. Even when he'd bound up to his feet her tail came around quickly to slap the side of his body and send him back down. The werewolf had noticed a fish smell coming from this cave, but until now he hadn't figured out where. The smell was actually coming from the mermaid. Her fish part letting off the odor and with that last impact he couldn't help but notice that he now shared that smell where she'd impacted him.

The scent was enough to make him sick. He'd have trouble getting to his feet thanks to the scent that filled the air here. A hand moved to his side where he'd been hit, but then was quickly brought back to his nose. The stinging smell was strong even through his fur, but he wasn't going to win this fight by sitting here on the floor. A fast nod helped him to focus before he lifted himself back to his feet. Even when he turned he noticed Kelaetia standing up straight on her fish part, almost like a snake would when holding itself upright as well. Cornell easily noticed the size difference between them. She not only had the weight advantage, but the height advantage as well where she stood about a good foot taller than him. His head was ominously even with her breasts, almost as if he was supposed to have his head between them. This image alone was a bit discouraging, but he had fought bigger enemies before and won. He just needed to figure out what her weakness was.

A quick charge from the werewolf would send the blue furred creature towards Kelaetia. His claws drawn and ready to swipe at her. The easy movements of the mermaid found the claw swipes passing on either side of her. Arms held above her head, crossed at the wrists in the most elegant of fashion would make this movement almost seem like a seductive dance than evading an attack. This dance ending where her hips changed direction only to impact his own. Cornell gasped at the sudden strike, but the impact failed to push him back when he felt her hand catching him right at his rump. The strong grip of the mermaid would pull him back into her where those scaled hips would impact him again.

The smell of the fish half rubbing over his hips and legs. Her hips rubbing over his own where he finally pressed his hands against her shoulders. Trying what he could to break the hold. The scent worked to daze him, weakening him until he couldn't help but move his own hips back against her. Without the pants existing anymore, thanks to the lizard tribe, he had no protection against her scaled lower half. Already Cornell's sheath was feeling tighter thanks to the movement. Finally he managed to drop his hand down between them, working to push her hips from his. His strength versus hers where she worked to pull the werewolf back in.

The scent only seemed to strengthen once he pulled her away from him. No longer able to lift his head away from her the werewolf found himself pointing his nose directly at the source of the smell. Cornell found his knees buckling at the feeling of the daze starting to take over him. The scent slowly overtaking his body and driving him closer and closer to passing out. It was only by luck that the werewolf was able to twist his way out of her grip, but that didn't help his legs. Without her assistance in holding him up, the werewolf dropped to the stone floor of the cave. A light splash into the water would signify that he fell, but even as his hands gripped around the floor under the shallow water.

It was just a smell, the werewolf knew that he'd need to block it out if he was going to be able to survive this fight. Will power was something that he was known for. The Blue Crescent Moon wasn't a name given lightly. Heck, he was the first werewolf to ever master the werewolf form. No, he wasn't going to get killed like this. Yellow eyes closing easily while he focused on ignoring the scent around him. Even if he couldn't ignore it completely, he should still be able to fight with a stench around him.

Water rose on either side of his head when he lifted his hands and slammed them back down into the shallow part of the pond he rested in. With an easy motion he'd push himself back to his feet and turn to face his opponent. Focusing his attention through his eyes to ignore his nose he'd take a fast and low stance before darting in towards the mermaid. Claws swung easily from the sides, but she'd still manage easily to bat away his hands just as she did before. The light chuckle of the female only drawing a deep growl from the wolf in response.

The quick kick came from below, but that was only met with the flat of the mermaid's long fin that slapped it down. That fin didn't return to the ground, though, instead moving easily up towards the Cornell's chest. With a quick press against him, that fish tail planted more of her fishy scent over it, even pushing upward to cover his face in it. Hands gripped the tail quickly in a bear hug, but the strength of the mermaid was more than the werewolf had anticipated. Being lifted from the stone floor he soon found it once again once his back was impacted against it.

Kelaetia moved easily in the shallow water of this cave and reached her bulky arms out to scoop up a bundle of native sea weed that grew in this dark and dank environment. The dark smile continuing over her lips due to this helpless werewolf. Any attack he made seemed to either be blocked or dodged. This only drove frustration towards the canine where there was nothing he could do to fight her if he couldn't hit her. There was no way of knowing what she was going to do with that sea weed or why she was suddenly so focused on gathering it up, but Cornell needed to get a hit in, anywhere. He needed to advanced past this fight for his sister.

She was close by and she wasn't paying much attention to him while she picked sea weed. If ever there was an opportunity to attack it was now. Being at point blank range with her tail having just slammed him into the ground this beast would ball his firsts. Hands once again glowing their bright blue. Rolling backwards this agile werewolf would get to his feet quickly, but before he was even fully standing he'd punch his firsts forward at once to launch both energy blades at his enemy.

At this range Kaleatia had no room to dodge this attack, but didn't try to. Her tail lifts easily allowing the blades to soak their damage into her fish half before slamming the wounded tail into the water. Her hand gripping the sea weed and swinging it easily through the air. Just as there was no time for her to dodge, there was no time for him either. The weed wrapped around his arm easily before she'd jerk the line of it and send it looping around his body. At first he was able to break free, but as she did this continuously he found the weeds growing harder and harder to break from where they thickened. It wasn't long before he found his arms pinned against his sides and himself falling, once again, back into the water completely unable to move.

His body struggled against the wrappings that now bound him. Feeling himself flopping around in the water like a fish would out of it. Finally he'd relax down when he realized that there was no way he could get out of this. The werewolf turned his exposed eyes up at the female that now towered over him. The smirk once again caught her lips, and he was able to notice it completely, but knew that there was nothing he could do to get out of this. He couldn't even call out thanks to the seaweed wrapped around his snout to keep his mouth shut. Only the muffled sounds of his attempted speech were able to stretch forth from his wrapped body. His eyes continued to watch the mermaid and see what she would do now.

The mermaid's hand reached down for him slowly, easily judging his body while she watched him close for any other signs of struggling. Cornell could only watch with a deep growl in his throat, but had no other form of defense to protect himself from this. It came as a quick surprise when her hand came around the wrappings near his hips. Maybe she was planning to lift him close to his center of gravity? No, what Kaleatia had in mind was a far worse fate. The heavily busty mermaid had moved the seaweed down and out of the way. Thanks to the lizard people from before the werewolf was completely nude, and the mermaid was going to take full advantage of this.

Her body lowered until he couldn't see her at all. His head held still by the seaweed that wrapped him. Even if he couldn't see the full figured mermaid he could feel her soft weight pressing down on parts of his body. The pudge that made up her belly lightly rubbed along his legs while her generous breasts easily felt over his sheath and balls. Even those soon lowered down his thighs. A hand gripped around the werewolf sheath before he finally felt mermaid lips along his furred area. Her smooth human like tongue pressed upward against the balls before a soft moan would cup her lips at the opening. His head relaxed where it was at as he couldn't stop himself from moaning back to her. His hips even lifted to present himself more to the mermaid out of instinct.

She could feel the furry sheath in her mouth, rubbing her tongue over it eagerly. The bulb of the sheath only swelled at the attention inside of her mouth, even as her eyes slowly closed to focus down on the feeling. She could taste him getting bigger, growing and soon escaping his own sheath. All of this hidden by the confines lips while she easily sucked at the head to provide it to grow even more. The head of his member lightly touching at the roof of her mouth. Each time it jumped it would reach deeper and deeper until it was pressing to the back of her throat. After only a few seconds the mermaid released the werewolf cock in its entirety, allowing it to bob in place right in front of her face.

A long lick to the shaft would show her motions as she lifted herself with her arms and pulled up only a little bit further on his body. Hands released the floor while she elegantly gripped her large breasts, the nipples easily visible between her ring and middle fingers. With every bit of skill she'd wrap those hot mounds around his thickening shaft and easily raise her tits with her hands before lowering them back down. Cornell could feel her large, soft melons around his already hard shaft, even as she played her breasts over them. The reluctant moan that came from his bound mouth only made Kaleatia smile. Even if he didn't want to make this kind of noise, she could tell she was doing well by how he kept humping at her jiggling rack.

The tip of his dick was easily poking out the top of her enormous jugs, and the mermaid took clear advantage of this in lightly licking at the head while still moving her mounds up and own against his instinctive thrusts. With her breasts around his thick member she could feel those very full balls against her lower chest. Every part of her wanted to feel them empty both on and in her. Once she got him to cum, she could stake a clear claim to him and keep him as her sex partner. He'd learn that she was more than enough to keep him pleasured and would stay down here with him. The idea of having someone down here with her to love and care for her was enough to force her into continuing her assault against the werewolf's endurance.

His member started to jerk against her chest easily, bobbing inside of her cleavage. This told her that she was doing too good of a job. If he came too fast then it wouldn't be any fun. No, she hadn't been with another in a long time and wanted this to last. Easily she'd pull off of her victim and lightly smile to him. It was a small chance for him to recover some of his stamina, but it wouldn't last long before Kaleatia went to her next plan of attack. Even with him still lying there on his back, he'd watch her closely climbing up the length of his body. The pudgy mermaid rested her weight against him, but being a werewolf he lifted heavier things all the time without even noticing. She might have had some weight to her, but she knew how to use it all to her advantage, but in a fight, and in the bed.

Finally, Cornell watched as the mermaid straightened up on his hips. Standing in her own way with her slit pressing his thick member down against his abs. In just a single fast motion he'd feel her jerk upwards on his body and then back. His member going from being pressed to him to standing straight up. The soft cushion that now surrounded it with hot wetness crushing back against its thickness just as it aimed to try and spread her tight walls. His body shook at the feeling of it, even his eyes closing from the sensation of being inside of her. Again there was no controlling the motions of his hips, but at this point he didn't even try to anymore. The pleasure that came with being inside of this female was more than enough to force him into giving her all he had.

Cornell could hear Kaleatia let out a loud moan from the feeling of having that canine dick inside of her. The soft sounds of the mermaid were soon replaced by a hard panting where her body started to lift and drop in order to match the werewolf's upward thrusts. Despite his thin build this wolf had a good degree of girth under his belt. It had been some time since the mermaid had even felt anything inside her beside her own fingers. She'd only felt him filling her for only a few seconds, but already she felt as though he belonged inside of her. Felt that this void she'd felt for so long was finally filled, at least for now. It was a feeling that she'd wanted for a while now, and this mermaid wasn't about to let it go now that she finally had it.

Being bound with his arms to his side didn't stop him from feeling her crushing down against his member. The feeling of her body riding over his drove her movements faster even while she felt him continually forced deep into her depths. The added weight only helped with the force she was able to drop with. Finally Kaleatia's head leaned back with eyes closed. Focusing on the feeling of that hammer impacting the walls of her internal dam, slowly building up to the ultimate conclusion. Her ultimate goal in all of this conquest. Flood gates already yearning to be opened after so long.

Hands gripped the seaweed that wrapped around the werewolf's body, bracing herself for the hard drops she again and again planted into his lap. Cornell feeling his swollen balls pressed against her long fish tail every time she took him in with every inch he could provide. That tail easily squeezing down on him with every drop. This werewolf had no idea if he was going to last at this point. Every movement she made over him drew from his stamina, made him inch closer to unleashing everything he had built up over these long years. Despite all of this, there was nothing he could do to prevent his hips from bucking back up towards hers every time she dropped.

Their pants growing louder. Warm breath impacting between the two while they stared from one to the other. That ready member set to fire his thick fluid into her, ready to gush like a geyser with no direction or control. Even where his head leaned back against the hard rock floor, he could feel the water flowing around them. This clear fluid disturbed by their bodies moving against one another to create their own ebb and flow. Finally the werewolf could no longer hold himself, no longer control his stamina. His body jerking hard at the feeling of the mermaid above him. His eyes closing fast and his teeth gritting at the pressure that built. There was nothing Cornell could do to prevent this, nothing he could to hold this off any longer.

Even Kaleatia, this dominating mermaid, found herself taking full pleasure in her victory over her new pet. She could only watch him, even as his body convulsed under her. She'd laugh, but that would only ruin what was already a very beautiful moment between the two. Her insides clinched down against the long penetrating member that she now buried deep within her depths. Ready to accept everything he had to give her. This mermaid wanted to make sure that not even a drop escaped before she was ready for it to. Wanting to savor ever moment of what he was going to flood into her. Rather than announce her win over Cornell, she simply smirked and looked down at him.

Even with her gaze upon him this werewolf still couldn't stop himself. The feeling of the pressure that had built at his tip more than the creature could stand. There was nothing left to fight against, nothing he could do to stop this inevitable outcome. His head throwing back, the werewolf felt himself howling out loudly into the cave. Even with his eyes shut he could see where he'd lost himself in the moment. His body jerking again and again where he'd fire rope after rope of this seed into the mermaid's more than accepting cunny. His thick endowment pulsating within her with every thick gush he'd pump. Breath held each time another strand flowed from him into her.

Pants were replaced by gasps as she felt her insides get filled over and over again. Her original plan to keep everything in, seemed to go straight out the window despite her original planning. Kaleatia let what would stay remain, but with how much he was giving her, there was no way she could hold it all in. Finally, she'd feel the end of his immense orgasm with one final, slightly less powerful flow. It was a soft ending to such an intense session, but she wasn't about to complain. She now had a pet to keep and get it right next time. Practice makes perfect as they say. Her smirk only darkening when she lifted and felt that fluid flow from her slit and down into the water on either side of him. That now flaccid, and well used member flapping down to the side. He looked back to her once again. Feeling ashamed in what he'd been forced to do here.

"How nice," Kaleatia said softly to the werewolf that she still loomed over, "Don't worry. We're going to have a lot of fun together from now on."

Her hand reaching up quickly to unwrap his mouth, allowing the werewolf to speak finally. His head moved to the side, no longer wanting to look at the face that stared down at him.

"Ana, I'm sorry... I couldn't get to you." Cornell spoke out, almost to himself but addressing his kidnapped sister. She was the entire reason he was on this quest to begin with, and it looked like his adventure was to end here.

"Ana?" The mermaid said puzzled. A gasp made her realize what was happening, "You're here for that little girl that Dracula took. And here I've been wasting your time with this."

Kaleatia quickly moved to run her sharp nail down his body, cutting the seaweed that he'd been bound with in order to free the werewolf. How could she have not seen this sooner? How could she have been so selfish as to think this was just another adventurer out to prove himself? No, he was here for a purpose and here he's been giving that evil vampire every chance he needed to finish whatever dark desire he'd taking the little girl for.

"Hurry," she said quickly, "I didn't realize. I'm sorry. But there isn't much time left."

The mermaid could only hope that somehow he could forgive her for the distraction she'd played here. Even if he did, she wouldn't feel like she deserved it. Moving from this canine body she'd return to her water, her lonely prison that she'd been kept in for so long. Even here she knew that she could only await the next long period of loneliness, or until someone else decided to take this long path into the castle. Still she didn't know of many other ways to assist him except maybe show him the exit.

"Climb that cliff side. It's sturdy enough to take you to the next level." Kaleatia pointed at the far wall. The darkness of the cave helped to block most of the roof, but there was obviously a trap door there that would otherwise go unnoticed.

"Thank you..." Cornell said softly, accepting her sudden grace with a smile. Between them they'd wasted a great deal of time, but she was no letting him go. That alone was more than enough to make up for what she'd done. If anything she was now helping him in his quest.

Hands gripped the stone wall. Each grip was almost like the next, as if the wall had been carved this way. As inconvenient as that would be, it wasn't unscalible, and within the minute, the faster relex's of his werewolf form would take him upwards towards the roof leaving him pushing against the wooden door that opened into the lower levels of the castle. A quick look around would show no one around. This lead him to believe this to be a secure entrance. The soft smirk on his lips while he climbed up would soon turn back to the mermaid even while he closed the door behind him.

"Maybe I'll come back sometime. We could have a rematch, or even just skip me losing all together."

This statement was left with a wink before he fully closed the trap door. This alone drew a smile to the mermaid's face while she rested back in her cave. Kaleatia couldn't help but laugh softly to herself at the statement, but kept any other comments to herself. The fact that he didn't hold a grudge was enough to make her happy. At least here she had something to look forward to. Some nice werewolf that she could count on to come back to her again sometime. At least that would keep her going a little while longer.

It was something to look forward to, something to remember, and something to fantasize about until they could meet again and make new memories.