The Predators of Rome: Chapter Two
Chapter
Two
Early morning nude workout, regular as
clockwork for Giovanni. For a change,
however, he was not home in his apartment.
He was working out in Alessa's bedroom as she watched him.
She churred playfully watching his abs
stretch and bend. "My, Gio, if you keep
doing that I may have to chain you to the bed."
Giovanni laughed. "You can try, but I can break free, Alessa."
She suddenly grabbed him, disrupting his
balance. "Then I'll just pin you." She play-growled and yanked him back into bed
with her.
...
The mouse ached as she left the cheap
motel the wolf, Ilya had kept her in all night.
Ilya woke up. He could barely smell the mouse. He rolled out of bed.
The wolf showered, he got dressed, he
ate, then he set out on his way.
...
Alessa had decided to treat Giovanni to a
breakfast at home with her.
He accepted heartily.
Alessa stopped midway through her own
meal to watch him. Knowing her nights
with him may soon cease, it made him seem that much more attainable, that much
more attractive than he already was for her.
He noticed and laughed. "What?"
The Dalmatian shook her head. "Oh, nothing."
He stopped. "Come on, Alessa. We've been friends for years now. You think I can't tell by now when you're
upset?"
Alessa smiled sadly. "We have been together a long time haven't
we?"
He heard the way she had worded that last
sentence. "Oh..."
She sniffed. "I'm sorry."
Gio stopped her. "No I'm sorry. I had no idea you felt that way."
Alessa stiffened when he held her. Her resolve fell when he kissed her. "I guess after so many women, you can become
a bit numb to how some of us feel, hmm?"
He held her. "I try not to. I mean, I do like you, I appreciate our
friendship even the little benefits we've had on the side, I never knew how you
really felt, though. You never told me."
Alessa sighed, "I just figured all the
lovemaking we did might clue you in. I
don't just do that with anyone, I'm sure you realize. You are the first guy I've ever felt anything
for since..."
Giovanni nodded. "Since Alfredo?"
She nodded in turn after hearing her
ex-husband's name. "I ruined everything
with him. I was a junkie." She felt her left arm where she had injected
herself with heroin many times. A friend
had introduced her to it when she used to be a waitress. "He left me, he took our son with him to America. I overdosed... I almost died... Then I met you."
He nodded. He remembered that day five years ago.
He was with a client. He remembered being mid-coitus with a lovely
lioness when her lion boyfriend found them.
The next thing Giovanni remembered was waking up in the hospital with a
busted muzzle and bruised ribs.
The mongoose spent months recovering in
the hospital. In that time, he met
Alessa. The two became fast friends;
they shared stories of their own separate pasts betwixt one another. She left the hospital before him, but she
returned every day to chat more with him.
One day, bravely, she kissed him.
Another day, she locked the door to his hospital room and they first
made love.
When he was released, she drove him
home. What a surprise it was for the
pair to learn they both lived in the same building. Her husband had money, he could afford an
apartment on the fourth floor of their luxury home. She kept the apartment. Giovanni helped her pay with half of what he
earned from his escort services until she would have her own work to pay her
rent.
They remained friends since then. In that time, she fell in love with the
mongoose who slept with every woman, but always had time for her.
Giovanni and Alessa kissed as the
memories ended.
They got up then returned to her bedroom.
...
Meanwhile, Shari
had just left her building. Her brief
night with Giovanni left her wanting to see him again. She had to be at work now, but tonight she
would try to find that mongoose again.
...
Giovanni and Alessa laid together after
having spent much of their day making love.
She'd had to call in sick at her job.
Alessa gasped as Gio finished once more
inside her.
Gio whispered, "Now, I hope that has you
feeling better, Alessa."
Alessa giggled, "Definitely."
The mongoose noticed the time. "It's almost going to be night."
Alessa petted him. "Time flies when you're having fun."
"I'd promised that cobra girl I would see
her again tonight... I'd hate for her to
think I would stand her up for no reason."
Alessa kissed him. "Go shower, then get dressed, Gio."
Gio looked at her. "You'll let me go? Even now that we're...?"
The Dalmatian stopped him. "Shush.
I love you, but I don't want to tie you down. You're a gigolo, right? You still have a duty to uphold for the women
of Rome."
The mongoose found himself stuck between
decisions. "You mean even if this girl, Shari, if she may end up with me instead."
Alessa kissed him. "Enough, Gio!
Losing you will hurt, but keeping you from a future is worst. Go on...
I'll still be here."
Reluctantly still, Giovanni got up to
prepare for his rendezvous with Shari.
...
Ilya had just arrived back to his
homeland, Russia. The big wolf remained silent as he entered
his humble two-story home.
In the den, he found his father, the
elderly, infirm wolf asleep in his armchair.
Ilya set his bags down quietly.
He petted his ill father carefully; not
careful enough, however. The old wolf
awoke, his blurry blue eyes saw his son.
He smiled with nearly toothless gums.
He uttered something in Russian.
Ilya leaned in close to hear.
Ilya, crestfallen, answered his father's
question. It broke his heart to see his
old man take the response as he did every time he woke up.
Ilya hid his own sorrow as he looked up
and he saw the portrait, his parents together on their wedding day, Ilya a mere
bump beneath the bride's dress.
Ilya turned with a shock when he heard
footsteps behind him.
<Papa!> Ilya's own son ran to him. The wolf smiled bravely for his only child as
they embraced.
<Papa!
Did you buy me anything from Venice?> The little wolf pup, his eyes blue just like
all the men in Ilya's family, looked up with boundless hope and wonder.
He set his son down on the kitchen
table. He reached into his backpack and
he pulled out a toy. It was a little
wooden wolf doll. Ilya had bought it
with some of the money he had made from his last kill.
He smiled as he saw his son behold the
toy like a gift from the Pope. <Thank
you, Papa! I love you!>
<I hope you have something for me too,
Ilya.> The wolf's wife, Ivana stood
in the doorway.
Ilya grinned as his young son ran off to
play. <I might, we'll have to go
upstairs so I can show you, though.>
He grabbed his wife's butt as he led her up to their bedroom.
...
Ivana lay upon her naked husband's body
after he'd just given her his "present."
The wolfess dragged her nails across his
broad chest. <Oh, Ilya, I think you
might have put a new baby in me with that last one.>
Ilya chuckled. <Why?
You want another already, Ivana?>
Ivana rubbed herself against her mate's
groin. <I'm going into heat soon,
love. I want to give little Olav a baby
sister.>
<Well, I am sure I can oblige you, my
turtledove.> Ilya kissed his wife as he pulled her back onto his wolfhood
for more marital bliss.
...
Shari sat in the same seat she had the
previous night when she met the mongoose.
She smiled when she saw him walk in. "Gio!
Sono qui!" She waved for Giovanni.
He smiled when he saw her. She wore a black dress tonight, the same
form-fitting type of dress, however. He
had worn his good suit to the club.
She offered her left hand to him. He kissed it.
"You are looking lovely this evening, Shari."
"You don't look half bad yourself,
Giovanni." He took a seat next to her
and they shared cocktails and stories for the next hour.
Shari laughed after hearing of Giovanni's
mishap with a lioness and her lion boyfriend.
"Oh my, I guess your job comes with some hazards, huh?"
Giovanni found himself laughing to Shari's own story of where she intimidated a witness on
the stand to the point where the skunk sprayed in his pants. "The judge had to have that chair thrown out
and the whole box disinfected."
Giovanni nodded, "Hmm, I've been sprayed
before. I had a skunk once and well, I
was apparently doing her so well that she lost control... Oh boy, my neighbor had
to bathe me in gallons, I mean gallons of tomato soup."
Shari was in tears from the laughter. "Oh my, you certainly live a very interesting
life, Giovanni."
He shook his head. "Please, call me Gio."
"Gio?
That's so cute." She pinched his
cheek. "Little Gio." She hiccupped. "Oh, I'm tipsy."
He looked aside to the dance floor where
a few couples were dancing. "Do you
dance, Shari?"
Shari would blush if she were not a
snake. "Oh no, I am how you say it? I'm left-footed. I can't dance."
He took her up. "Come on, you never know if you don't try, Shari."
Eventually, he convinced her to dance
with them. He led and she followed, he
spun her and she nearly fell into his arms.
She countered, curled her long tail
around Giovanni's midsection. He
chuckled and rubbed the strong muscular tail around his waist.
She moved smoothly around him, showing
more grace than she had let on.
Gio was pleased. "You are untruthful, Lady Shari. You have danced before."
Shari matched his grin. "I'm a snake, darling; very sneaky..."
By the time Gio and Shari
finished, all the other dancers were watching the odd couple.
The music stopped.
Gio pushed her back far enough that it
seemed she would fall. He held her
firmly in his right arm as he kissed her passionately for all to see.
Shari embraced him. Briefly forgetting where she was, she allowed
the kiss to persist.
Their kiss broke and she saw the people
around her. "Oh my..."
The crowd applauded them. The cobra would most certainly blush right
now if she could.
She silently broke away from the
mongoose. "Um, thank you for the dance..."
She walked away, confounding the
mongoose.
...
She fumed quietly as she walked away from
the club. "That... jerk! Who the hell does he think I am?"
She waved for a cab, but no one saw
her. "He's just another selfish
male. You'll get over him." She told him.
She saw him. She turned away,
began to walk.
"Shari!" He called out.
She heard him. She didn't stop. She went through a dark alley to get away and
she bumped into a bull.
The large bovine turned with a loud
snort. "'Ey! Why don't ya watch where
yer goin'!" He stopped short of calling
her asshole when he saw her. "Oh sorry,
Signorina."
She backed away into an Appaloosa
stallion. "Well, Clyde,
it looks like we found ourselves a little snake."
The bull, Clyde
grinned to his equine friend. "Maybe we
oughta show her our 'snakes' huh?"
The Appaloosa nickered lecherously as he
pulled Shari to his barrel chest.
She gulped as she felt the Appaloosa's
thick trouser snake through his khaki jeans.
Giovanni saw this. He found a piece of lumber.
The Appaloosa suddenly pushed Shari into Clyde's arms. "You
can have the first poke, friend. You
found her."
"Oh, I'm not just gonna poke her." He chuckled as he lifted Shari's
dress, and began to finger her scaly labia around her soft pink cloaca.
She gasped from the sudden touching in
her most private of areas and memories of Cairo,
Egypt rushed
back.
Her memories of her fiancée. He was a cobra as well. Her king.
They made love the night before her wedding. He took her into womanhood for that brief
premarital moment. He would have made
her belly full of his eggs that night... If
he were allowed to finish.
A lion and a few colleagues had broken
into their house that night to make off with riches, not realizing the snakes
were in the bedroom. The lion saw
them. He stabbed the male in the back then
the belly and heart before slashing his throat.
Shari was frozen in fear as she watched her
beloved die just before two males held her down. She looked in growing distress as she watched
that lion pull down his pants then thrust his cock into her only recently
deflowered cloaca. Shari
cried out from the painful thrusts the lion made. She cried as she soon felt that lion fill her
with his seed. He pulled from her, then
held her down as one of his two cohorts took his turn with her. The pine marten wasn't as big or as overly
strong as the lion, she found... ashamedly she actually enjoyed his technique. He filled her then the third male penetrated
her, a secretary bird. He was another
slightly more enjoyable one than the lion, but it never changed the fact that
all in one night, she'd lost her virginity, her lover, and finally her dignity
to this trio of males.
Just as the raptor made his own
contribution, Shari in rage bit down on the
lion holding her down, delivering a fatal dose of venom directly into a major
artery on his arm. The lion fell in
minutes. Both of his friends backed
off. They ran out like the cowards they
were, leaving the two corpses and their one living victim to weep over her
mate's body.
Shari snapped back from her memories as she
climaxed on the bull's invading fingers.
Clyde chuckled. "Oh-ho-ho, she feels good and ready now."
CRACK!
Clyde's Appaloosa friend fell to the ground
with a bloody gash in the back of his head.
Giovanni stood over the fallen horse and
he glared fiercely at the bull holding Shari.
Clyde watched the mongoose, he stood a clear
foot over the smaller male. He
chuckled. "You might have gotten the
drop on Thomas, but there's no way you're getting at me, you finocchio."
Giovanni grinned. "I can try." He made a move, the bull let Shari
go to grab at the mongoose. Giovanni
sidestepped him in the narrow alley and stuck him in his right bicep with the
broken board he'd just used on the Appaloosa.
Clyde growled fiercely as he held his slashed
arm in pain. He barely had time to look
up before Giovanni kicked him square in the chin. The bull fell, a few of his teeth shooting
out of his bottom jaw as he fell limp next to his equine friend.
Giovanni comically limped on his left
foot. "Ow, that fucker had a hard head!"
Shari looked up from where she had
fallen. "Gio..."
Giovanni turned to her. "Hey..."
Shari passed out from the stress before she
could say more.
Giovanni sighed.
...
Later, Giovanni managed to get Shari into his car.
He drove off.
Not too far, a shady figure had seen him
fight off those two larger males so effortlessly.
The iguana scratched his chin as a grin
spread across his face.