Chapter 2: The Unicorn's Prowess

Anton – Tol Via Village, Kingdom of Athlos

"You're blinded by Biaute's cunt," cursed Stefan as I marched towards the dark edge of the Rothin Forest. "It's dangerous in there. The unicorns will gore you. They're monsters."

"She's in there," I growled. My Cherise had always been so fascinated by the forest. "Something's happened to her."

"Yeah, the cursed unicorns gored her," my friend snarled, seizing my arm. "And they'll gore you, too, Anton. She's dead. It's been two weeks."

My anger growled out of me. I should have went in there the very afternoon she went missing. Right after she accepted my marriage proposal, she vanished. The hounds followed her trail right to the forest edge. No one had the courage to go in there and risk the unicorn's wrath.

Even me. I was unmanned by the forest. But no longer. "I'll find her alive or dead. Either way, I'm not coming back without my Cherise."

I ripped my arm from Stefan's grip. His hair glinted gold in the rising sun. Fog drifted out of the woods. My bowels wanted to turn to water. But I couldn't let fear unman me. Cherise needed me. And if she was dead, then I would find the unicorn that murdered her and kill the beast.

It was time for decent men to stop fearing the degenerate spawn of the God Las.

I strode into the woods. The fog swallowed me up.

Cherise – Rothin Forest, Kingdom of Athlos

I giggled, drawn out of my sweet dreams by the thick lips nibbling on my breast. Pleasure tingled through my body. I squirmed on the ground. I wanted to stay asleep. It was so comfortable on my bed of soft moss.

The lips nibbled harder.

I rose from my half-doze. The air was scented with flowers and pine resin, tinged with the damp bitterness of the moss. I smiled and opened my eyes. A golden horn waved over my head, thrusting from between the deep-green eyes of my unicorn mate.

Willoweyes was in her unicorn form, her coat a lustrous silver. Her lips hungrily nibbled on my breasts. I moaned in delight, my pussy growing hot between my thighs. I reached up and stroked the snout of my unicorn. Her mouth sucked harder on my nipple as she whinnied in delight.

I loved stroking her soft coat. Her hairs tickled my skin. Her almost pure, silvery coat made my fingers seem an even deeper red. Normally, my skin was pale and tinged with red, like all Atholosian humans. I had heard that other human races didn't have metallic hair, but were dull browns and blacks instead of shiny silvers and golds.

"What a delicious way to wake up," I purred as my mate nibbled harder.

The last two weeks had been better than a dream. I had known Willoweyes since she was a foal and I was a child. We had often played together in the edges of the Rothin Forest. I was always forbidden to play in the forest—my family and the rest of my village feared unicorns as monstrous children of the God Las—but I always managed to sneak into the woods to meet with Willoweyes. I knew the truth about unicorns. My people thought they were monsters because they were so rarely seen. Unicorns feared the impurity of humans. They only showed themselves to virgin girls, drawn to their purity.

Growing up, I dreaded the day I would have to surrender my purity to my husband. Once I turned sixteen and became a woman, it became harder and harder to fight my responsibility to marry and support my husband. My main suitor was Anton. I don't know why he was obsessed with me. Maybe he did love me, though that didn't stop him from fucking any farmgirl or village daughter that spread her thighs.

He almost claimed me two weeks ago. I promised to marry him to keep my virginity intact. Then I fled into the woods and made the most remarkable discovery—Willoweyes loved me. I could become her mate and stay forever pure.

My hand stroked my stomach. Two weeks of breeding. I was sure I was pregnant with her foal. That was how unicorns bred. Though Willoweyes was a female, she had a cock in her unicorn form. In her human form, she was pure female. I loved both her forms. Making love to her as a girl or as a unicorn were equally exciting.

"I can't wait until you foal our daughter and your breasts are dripping with milk," Willoweyes whinnied as she moved her rubbery lips to my other breast.

"You would deprive our foal of her meals?" I giggled as she nibbled on my hard nipple.

"Not deprive," she huffed, tossing her neck and mane. "But I know our foal would be more than happy to share your milk with her dam. My dam always drank from my mother's breast milk."

"Mmm, I'll make sure you get your milk," I purred. "So long as our foal is well-fed, I'll nurse you."

"You are the best mate," neighed Willoweyes.

"I'm the only mate you've ever known," I giggled. "Unless there have been other human girls you've seduced."

"Nope." Willoweyes lifted her head high. She was so majestic. The morning fog burned away and sunlight dappled through the trees, glinting off her pure-golden horn. "You're the only girl I've ever loved."

I smiled at her. I was so grateful that we were united. She was so sexy in both her forms.

"You smell excited," Willoweyes said, lowering her snout between my thighs.

I giggled as her wet nose rubbed at my inner thigh, pushing up to my pussy as she sniffed and whinnied. "Well, you were sucking on my nipples. That would excite any innocent maid."

"So innocent," moaned Willoweyes. "Tart and innocent."

Willoweyes lifted her muzzle, her tail flicking. I knew that look, so I asked, "You want to go for a run?"

Willoweyes neighed and reared on her hind legs. She came down, stamping at the ground. "The sun is burning through the fog. Look at how beautiful it is. It's the perfect time to run. The forest smells so sweet right now."

I squeezed my thighs together. I wanted a nice cum, but I knew a naughty way I could climax. "Okay. Let's ride."

Willoweyes whinnied in delight.

Smiling, I climbed to my feet, brushing off some moss from my butt. It was so much more relaxing out here than at the farm where I was raised. No chores had to be done. Willoweyes was attuned to life in the forest and she had passed that on to me. I didn't need clothing any longer, somehow kept warm by her magics even when it grew cold at night. When we hungered, we picked wild berries or snacked on crunchy pine cones. Even the sweet grasses of the meadows sated my hunger.

It was so freeing. I loved living in the forest.

I climbed onto Willoweyes's back. Her slick fur tickled my pussy. I squeezed my thighs tight about her flanks. I stroked her neck. My mate neighed and snorted, eager for to gallop. I leaned over, my nipples brushing her mane.

"Let's go," I moaned.

"Yes!"

Willoweyes took off at a gallop. The trees whipped by us. The sunlight dappled through breaks in the leaves, painting across our bodies as my unicorn dashed through the woods. The muscles in her back shifted and her silky coat caressed my pussy.

My clit throbbed as I bounced on her. Every impact was delightful, shooting bliss through me. I felt so close with my mate. I leaned over, her mane whipping in my face, my breasts heaving as I grew wetter and wetter. My thighs clenched about her flanks, holding tight while my hips undulated. I slid my wet pussy up and down her coat.

"Mmm, I can smell how excited you are," Willoweyes neighed. "Your perfume is all around us."

I laughed, throwing my arms wide. My breasts bounced as we raced through the woods. Willoweyes leaped over fallen logs and darted around broad trees. We never touched the branches of other trees, my unicorn was too skilled for that.

My orgasm built and built, racing towards me. My golden hair streamed behind me. Willoweyes leaped over a babbling brook. My pussy lifted up from her coat a the height of her arc. For a moment, I flew, my body tingling with delight.

And then she landed and my clit smashed against her hide.

My sensitive nub exploded with passion. Willoweyes neighed and whinnied as I orgasmed on her back. I held on tight with my thighs, my body heaving atop her. Her hairs tickled my pussy, adding new, smaller waves rolling through me.

"Yes," I moaned in delight. "Thank you for this wonderful ride."

"I always love it when you—"

Willoweyes suddenly reared, neighing in fear. I slipped off her back. I gasped in shock as I landed on my tailbone. I groaned and coughed, the wind knocked out of my lungs. I lay next to the roots of a tall oak tree, small acorns digging into my back.

Willoweyes slowed to a halt and whinnied again, her hooves stamping on the ground. She sounded so scared. I sat up, looking around for what had spooked her. The trees seemed so normal, a gentle breeze rustled the trees above.

"What is it?" I asked, my body trembling.

"Human," she neighed, her voice high-pitched. "In the woods."

"What?" My heart sped up.

Unicorns feared humans. Only a virgin girl or young woman didn't frighten them. They were still pure. But a man or a woman that had her hymen plucked had lost that innocence. It was anathema to unicorns. Since my maidenhead was broken by Willoweyes's horn, I instead gained the same permanent purity of a unicorn and became Willoweyes's mate.

I leaped to my feet, my heart hammering in fear. Why was a human in the woods? All the villagers feared the woods, believing the unicorns to be terrible beasts. Behind me, the bushes rustled. I whirled as a figure burst out.

"Cherise!"

I blinked in shock at the sight of Anton. Happiness bloomed across the man's reddish face. The man who wanted to marry me, the man I had fled into the woods to escape, was here. I froze in shock as he reached out and snatched my hand. Before I knew what was happening, he had pushed me behind him and drawn a dagger.

"Stay back, beast," he growled, swiping the dagger through the air at my mate.

"What are you doing?" I gasped at the big man.

"Don't worry, Cherise," he said, pushing me back. "I'll protect you."

"Protect me?" I demanded, growing so angry at him. Why couldn't he just leave me alone? "What do I need protection from?"

"The unicorn," he snarled. "You don't have to worry. The beast won't hurt you again."

"Cherise," neighed Willoweyes. She backed up, her head tossing back and forth. Anton was a man that had bedded a lot of girls in our village. Every girl, and even a few of the married women, had panted after Anton.

Every girl but me. He just disgusted me. And now he was here trying to ruin everything again.

Willoweyes took a step forward and then whinnied in fear as Anton swiped the knife at my unicorn mate. She backed up, her legs shaking. She had never been so close to a man before. My poor mate was absolutely frightened by the idiot.

Anton laughed. "Look at it. The dumb thing's afraid. The beast knows I'll kill it if it tries to hurt you again."

I shuddered. He felt so filthy, impure. I understood why Willoweyes was so frightened of him. With every passing heartbeat, I felt more and more soiled by his presence. My skin prickled. The air seemed to grow putrid around him. I gagged.

Anton grabbed my arm. My skin crawled at his touch. He pushed me back into the bushes, his knife still pointed at Willoweyes. My mate neighed in terror, stamping her feet. The brush scraped at my naked flesh as Anton took me away.

"Stop this!" I shouted and tried to yank my arm out of his grip. "You don't understand. I don't need to be rescued."

Anton turned and gaped at me. "What?"

"Willoweyes is my unicorn. My mate." I touched my belly. "I'm carrying her foal."

Anton's face twisted. "I knew I should have come for you right away. I'm sorry. I was an idiot for thinking you were dead. But don't worry, I'll find away to break the beast's foul spell and cleans your womb of her abomination.

"No!" I shrieked and slapped his face.

Anton twisted my arm. Pain flared up my body. I doubled over, tears falling from my eyes. He was so much stronger than me. I wanted to fight against him, but I couldn't. He dragged me behind him, cursing underneath his breath.

"I don't know why I put up with you. You're so much gods-damned work." Anton sighed as he pulled me farther and farther away. Willoweyes neighs grew fainter. "But ... I guess that's love."

"I don't love you," I sobbed. "Please. You're hurting me."

"It's for your own good. You'll see. Once you're out of this cursed forest and thinking straight, you'll thank me. We'll get married and be happy."

Horror filled me. He wanted to take me back to the village. I would have to wear those confining dresses and work all day on the farm, raising his squalling brats, tending to the animals, and cooking the food while he worked the fields. And at night I would have to ... in bed with him ... and...

My skin crawled. My stomach heaved at the thought of his disgusting, filthy cock entering my pure pussy.

"Willoweyes!" I screamed. "Please! You have to help me! Please. I need you!"

"The Las-cursed beast won't save you," Anton chortled. "It's scared. It knows I'm a real man. I'll cut open its belly and carve off its horn if it even thinks of trying to stop me."

My body quaked. This couldn't be happening. "Willoweyes! Don't let him take me from you! Be strong! I know he's disgusting!"

Anton twisted my arm harder. "Stop your damned blathering, woman. You need to stop acting like a silly girl. It's time you accepted your place. You're my wife. Ever since we was kids, that was your role."

I spat in his face.

"You really want me to hurt you, huh?" he growled. "By the gods, Cherise, I will. Do not tempt me to chastise you."

I tried to wrench my arm away, pain or no pain. I had to get away from him.

"Cherise, you—"

Willoweyes burst out the foliage, her golden horn lowered as she charged. Anton cursed and threw himself to the side. He screamed in pain. Blood arced through the air. He landed on his side on the ground, clutching his bleeding leg.

I threw myself on Willoweyes back and she galloped off.

"I'll save you, Cherise!" Anton screamed after us. "You will be my wife!"

I didn't care. I buried my face in Willoweyes mane and sobbed in relief. "You came. You came." "I was so scared," Willoweyes whinnied. "I'm sorry for taking so long. He was so filthy. I should have smelled him earlier. I was so caught up in your pleasure. This is all my fault."

"You came for me," I repeated. "You faced that filthy man and saved me. Thank you."

Willoweyes slowed to a canter as we burst into a field. I knew this field. It was the first place we had ever made love. She slowed to a stop. I leaned against her back, hugging and kissing her neck. My pussy suddenly was on fire.

"I need to make sure you're fully pure," moaned Willoweyes. "That man touched you."

"Yes," I groaned, rubbing my wet pussy on her back. I did love this feeling. My clit throbbed. My fear and excitement seemed to have transformed into lust inside me. "How?"

"I have to bathe you with my tongue and then fuck you with my horn."

I groaned. It sounded wonderful. "Then we need to do it right now. I need to be pure for you always."

"Yes," Willoweyes neighed. "You must always be my pure mate. You're carrying our foal." I rubbed my tummy and smiled before I dismounted to the soft grasses. "Which side should you start on?"

"Lie on your belly."

I smiled in delight. I lay down on the grass, careful of the wildflowers. A purple one kissed my lips as I settled down. The grass tickled my breasts and belly as I lay down. I groaned and wiggled, clenching my butt-cheeks.

"Okay," I purred. "I'm all ready."

Willoweyes whinnied and then she licked the soles of my feet. Her delicious tongue ignited all these delightful nerves that shot pleasure up to my aching pussy. I groaned and wiggled on the grass, closing my eyes and letting her tongue wash away the last traces of fear and anxiety. Anton was wounded. He would never bother us again.

My unicorn's tongue moved up my calves. She bathed me everywhere, her soft mane caressing my flesh like a brush. I shuddered and clenched my ass as she rose higher and higher up my left leg. I giggled when she reached my knee, swiping across the back.

"Mmm, that is nice. You know how to make your mate feel pure."

"It's very important," Willoweyes agreed.

Her tongue licked higher, caressing my thigh. Long licks caressed my butt-cheeks. I relaxed them, letting her tongue dip into my crack. I squealed as her tongue licked across my sphincter. Willoweyes nickered and took another swipe.

And a third.

"That's such a dirty spot," I groaned. "You have to make sure it's perfectly pure."

"That's why I need to fuck it with my horn," she answered.

I knew then this was all deception. My mate just wanted the excuse to lick my entire body. I didn't mind. I squirmed as her tongue probed into my asshole and swirled around. I groaned, lifting my ass up to let her have easier access.

My pussy grew wetter and wetter with every wonderful lick of her tongue. She probed my asshole one last time before she moved down my leg to lick at my right foot. I closed my eyes and was lost to the sensuality of my tongue bath.

Finally, she finished with my back and shoulders and I rolled over, my breasts jiggling. Overhead, wispy blue clouds drifted through the sky. I smiled at them as my mate leaned down to lick and nuzzle at my fingers.