The Twists in Life 2
All Peace Must Be Fought For
It was early morning in the forests of Montana. Andy slowly awoke to the sounds of birds and squirrels. He felt his loves tail brush up against his leg and rolled onto his side to wrap his arms around her. Rachel began to slowly awaken purring at the warmth of Andy's body around her. She yawned and started to lick at his neck and chin while Andy giggled.
"I never thought I would be so happy Andy, you're a dream come true for me," Rachel said murring as he rubbed her back.
"You know I thought I had resided to my fate, I thought sure I would die miserable and alone. I never in my wildest dreams had imagined that I would have a creature as beautiful and compassionate as you to spend my life with. The last nine months with you have been the best of my entire life," Andy smiled and squeezed her rear, "not to mention the most exhausting and pleasurable."
Rachel laughed out loud, "You're not exactly the voice of reason on that one you seem to have a high level of energy to use."
Rachel reached down and rubbed his already hardening member eliciting a moan from Andy as he arched his back.
"I'm feeling a bit frisky this morning," Rachel purred as she rolled onto Andy.
Andy smiled and kissed his lover passionately as he rubbed her sides felling the luxurious fur she bared. Andy finally had the love he had wished for. So many years in search had become fruitful at last bringing him a garden of wonder. Rachel returned the deep kiss knowing freedom and love for the first time. She had more than her life had ever ordained possible before her arrival to Andy's world.
Rachel smiled as she slid down his body, Andy just laying back to relax his head on his pillow. He gasped as she started to rub his cock again with her soft paw, her other sliding to his sac making his nuts swell with need. Her soft tongue slid down his chest and stomach never leaving his skin as it made a straight moist line to his cock. Andy moaned out closing his eyes as he felt the velvet textured muzzle descend onto his member causing it to throb. It was only a few moments that she tasted the first drops of his pre on her tongue and she pulled back. She giggled at the dizzy pleasured look on his face and leaned up giving his nipple a sharp nip. Andy jumped at the bite looking at her playfully as he tackled her giggling as she wrestled with him.
Rachel was finally pinned on her paws and knees Andy on her back and taking her neck fur in his muzzle. She had taught him that instincts made a female submissive when they felt the bite and despite the fact his teeth were not sharp and couldn't properly hold her she had no intention of resisting her lover. He slid his paws under her arms and around to her breasts gripping them as best he could with there size while he made a growling noise that sent shivers up her spine. He took a deep whiff of her as he slid his cock against her exposed sex and with a grunt gave a hard thrust burying himself deep inside her sex. Rachel moaned loudly arching her back as she felt herself stretched by Andy's cock. She slid a paw between her legs and gripped his sac giving it a soft squeeze causing him to moan and pinch her nipples. Rachel gasped and lowered her head to the pillows on the bed. Andy smiled and started to thrust softly but deeply into his loves warm inviting sex each time causing her to moan or grunt. He started to pick up speed as he reached a hand down to pinch and roll her clit with his thrusts. Rachel squealed and orgasmed violently her sex juices leaking out of her as her sex squeezed Andy's thrusting member. He was close holding back to make her ride out her orgasm. Rachel reached back and gave his nuts another squeeze and he couldn't hold out any longer. With a final thrust into her he pushed as deep as he could and came filling her with his warm seed. They panted falling to the side together as Andy held her close and kissed at her neck. It was a while later when they finally decided it was time to get up.
"Honey I'm going to take a hike up to the north ridge and perhaps hunt one of the little furry creatures you call rabbits," Rachel said smiling.
"OK love but I need to stay and finish repairs to the water pump so we can fill the hot water tanks. We can take a nice, long, hot shower this evening and I thought maybe a nice slow relaxing dry in front of a fire," Andy kissed her gently smiling.
"I love you Andy, I will be with you until the end of time," she said pulling him into a deeper kiss.
Rachel went to the gun rack and picked up the over-under shotgun and a box of slugs. She loaded and double-checked the action before she picked up her pack and walked towards the cliffs her tail swaying. Andy couldn't take his eyes off her rear till it was out of site. "I bet she knows that walking around naked all the time makes me horny," he thought to himself. He thought about her looks her intriguing physical form. She was a work of pure art in motion.
Andy heard a loud clap of thunder and a bright flash shortly after she left. He knew damn well what it was; he had seen it the night that Rachel had arrived. He walked to the window moving the curtain only slightly. He saw two figures and although he had never seen them before he knew who they were. They had to be from Rachel's world probably her former enslavers. Andy went to the gun rack. He had bought a gun with this in mind, just in case they had ever come for her. He pulled the .44 magnum from its resting place and loaded the clip. He then loaded his rifle and checked to make sure he had an extra clip.
Brast stood in a forest in this new dimension pondering its inhabitants. He sensed almost no detectable traces of magic, this world could be conquered he thought to himself. His student turned to him after sniffing the air his keen feline senses detecting traces of Rachel's scent.
"My lord the slave is near by maybe a quarter days journey north of here," the student stated.
"Yes Bran I can smell her too, but something is odd here I sense no magic here yet life forms exist, its almost as if magic has been somehow locked from these creatures," Brast stated as he turned at the sound of foot steps.
Andy walked onto his porch looking at the two creatures. He wondered if they had come for Rachel, perhaps they weren't who he thought they were, "I am Andy you are in my domain state the purpose of your intrusion on my land," Andy said.
The lions turned to see a hairless creature speaking there tongue.
"I am Brast third magi of the council of Braham, Leader of the seven schools of magic," he growled, "I have come for my property which has found its way to your domain."
"I have claim on the slave that came here upon coming to this world she is free as all being in this world are, slavery is not condoned in this realm," Andy replied.
"I have heard enough my student shall deal with the challenge while I deal with my slave," Brast said as he turned to walk towards the north ridge.
"I son of Tast highest honor of the school of fire challenge you on behalf of my lord and teacher Brast, do you accept the challenge," Bran said.
Andy raised the gun and pointed it at Bran, "I accept your challenge."
A loud bang as that of thunder rocked Brast's ears causing him to grip his ears in pain, as he turned to watch his pupil literally fly back. Bran hit the ground his lifeless body in the dirt a visible hole in his chest. Brast looked at his once powerful pupil and smiled.
"So the magic in this world is different but existent I see," Brast looked to Andy, "I guess you have beaten my pupil which has earned you the right to fight me in combat."
"Asshole you have no idea how much I will enjoy filling you with holes," Andy smiled taking aim.
Andy pulled the trigger but the bullet stopped before it hit Brast. A shimmering pool of transparent energy rippled out from the spot the bullet hit it almost like the ripples one sees in a pond when a stone breaks its surface. Andy quickly jumped behind a rock as a volley of icy spears hit the ground and rock where he jumped.
"Your tricks may work against fire magic but water is a defensive school," Brast laughed.
Brast began to chant and Andy decided it would be a good time to make a break for it. He ran for the storage shed dropping the rifle as the dead weight would slow him down. Just as he opened the door he heard a strange noise and turned in time for him to see a fire ball explode at his feet knocking him through the doorway and into a pile of stored junk. Brast laughed his left paw engulfed in flame thanks to the spell he cast as he walked forward at a leisurely pace.
Andy was dazed and tried to regain some semblance of his balance as he stumbled to his feet. His hand brushed across the work table and hit a container. He looked to see a half full plastic gas can for the four wheeler he kept in the garage for emergencies. He picked it up and grabbed a flare from a box and strapped it to the back of the gas can with a piece of duct tape. As he lit the flare he walked out of the tool shed and looked through his still hazy eyes at Brast who chuckled.
"You know creature you seem to have some impressive magic's of your own especially this trick that hides your power from my senses. If you agreed to give up this foolish attack and return my slave I might let you take my apprentice's place, you show promise," Brast smiled evilly.
"I already have a teacher his names is Mac of Guyver," Andy yelled as he threw the gas can at Brast.
Brast raised his fiery hand and shot the gas can with a bolt of flame from his paw a few feet before it reached him, but his eyes went wide as flaming liquid exploded from it hitting his chest and face. He roared in pain as it burnt his fur and the skin underneath rolling on the ground for a few moments. Andy pulled the magnum from his shoulder holster and limped towards the smoldering lion as he started to get up. Brast stood his right eye closed from the burns but more or less in tact. He raised his gun to finish him off but Brast growled and snorted as the water field that had protected him the first time appeared around him. Andy fired emptying the gun in the hopes of hitting him before the field fully raised but was too late. Brast turned and roared in pain as the wounds that had covered his chest and his face healed before Andy's eyes. He went to run back to the trees but cried out in pain as a shard of ice speared his leg. As he fell to the ground all he could think was he had failed his love. He only hoped that Rachel ran quickly and hid from this monster while he was still distracting him.
Brast walked over to Andy growling as he picked him up with one hand and threw him against a nearby tree. He was about to do it again when a gunshot hit his arm making him scream in pain. Brast quickly turned his shield back in place when the second slug hit it. He roared as he saw Rachel reloading the gun.
"You dare to attack your master! I will torture you till you grow old and whine for death!" Brast yelled furiously.
He raised his paw firing a blast of lightning that knocked down the tree next to Rachel a stray limb hitting her and knocking her to the ground unconscious. He then turned to Andy and picked him up again and dragging him over to the lake. He felt odd for some reason like he was getting tired. All his anger was clouding his concentration which was straining his magic. He lifted Andy and slapped him in the face waking him.
"Well creature it appears you lost my slut is mine again and you will be sent to the abyss for killing my student," Brast mocked amused.
Andy coughed, "Don't you touch her you fuckin' fur ball, I'll kill you if it's the last thing I do."
Brast started casting causing a portal of shimmering light to open over the lake, the portal seemed unstable he couldn't maintain it for long so he figured he needed to make this quick. He threw Andy through the portal as it started to close laughing. He walked over to the tree using his power to toss it as he dragged Rachel to the house and tied her up. He decided he would get some rest and regain some power before he dealt with her. He knew regeneration spells took a lot out of mages but he didn't remember it taking this much out of him. Soon his revenge would be complete.
To be continued