Chapter 7: Hungry Like the Wolf

Trinity’s buggy was parked on the street in front of Kevin and Rachel’s house when I pulled up. Kevin was standing on the porch in his pajamas with a cup of coffee watching Travis wander around the front yard until he saw me pull up.

A few minutes later we were sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee. I could hear Trinity snoring in the guest room upstairs and grinned. “Quite a party last night, eh?”

He snorted and shook his head, “I didn’t even drink and I feel hungover. We got home about 5 hours ago.”

“What do you think of our gold production so far?” I asked.

“I was gonna ask you about that, I don’t know this, because I haven’t researched it yet—but have you considered maybe taking all this dust and small nuggets and melting it down yourself? I know some silver mines cast their own ingots of various sizes.”

I found the idea intriguing. “Like one-ounce rounds...” I mused.

“Or even bigger depending on how much gold you start producing,” he added. “You could design your own specialty mold and cast gold bars or rounds any size you want.”

I nodded eagerly. “That’s some good stuff right there. When Trinity regains consciousness sometime this week, talk to her about creating a mold. That is right up her alley.” I suddenly pictured a large round golden coin with a spider web across the surface. “How much would a five-ounce ingot sell for?”

He pursed his lips, “About ten grand.”

Just by my rough scale back home, I figured we had already brought him nearly thirty ounces. I told him about the giant quartz node that Gil was extracting.

“It’d be something if it were polished into a perfect sphere, wouldn’t it?” he mused. “I wonder how they carve spheres that big...”

The first step in constructing the dam for my hydroelectric plant was to divert the stream away from the area where I wanted to work. This involved some creative bridge work to get my Yanmar mini excavator across the creek to the opposite bank so that I could dig a new route. That took me nearly a week to accomplish before I judged it sufficient to accommodate the flow. I dug it far deeper than necessary so that I could bridge it easier when the time came to bring my equipment back across. The final task for diverting the water flow was to remove the remaining bank with dynamite. The blast was not enough to remove all of the berm but what remained was quickly washed downstream by the rushing water. Soon I had a wide area where I could begin digging the ditch for my dam and spillway.

Over the next month, I would build it back with a combination of interconnecting bunker blocks and Ready-mix that I had to pay double the delivery fee for, because of the treacherous route the smaller trucks had to take. Because of the questionable load capacity of my railroad car bridge, I was forced to accept lighter loads of only 6 cubic yards per truck. Ultimately, I would install two 20-kilowatt hydro generators, keeping one as a backup.

But less than a week after I blasted the diversion path, I got the anticipated call.

“Hi Rachel, what’s up?”

“Oh Carter-san!” she replied in her comical sing-song Asian voice, “You come now! It’s fucky fucky time!”

I pulled up to their house two hours later.

Kevin was gone with Desiree and Rachel met me at the door wearing nothing but a Dodgers home jersey. Her tanned legs peeked invitingly out from beneath the hem. She had her thick black hair tied back in a ponytail and gazed up at me with an almost haunted look as she invited me in.

“Are you okay Rach?” I asked as she took my hand and began leading me upstairs. I could see more of her legs as I followed her up. She stopped and turned around. Her eyes were level with mine as she stood two steps above me.

“I’m in heat Carter,” she breathed urgently as she leaned forward and kissed me hungrily. “I am so hormonally programmed to breed right now that I can’t even think straight.” Her nipples poked against the material of her shirt like gumdrops as she pressed against me. My hands grabbed each of her legs and traced the curves of her tight muscles up to her naked ass, squeezing her cheeks and pulling her tighter against me. My fingers poked against her warm labia and rosebud as I gripped her. Her bare feet left the stairs and wrapped around my hips while her arms held onto my neck and shoulders. I was only aware of the warmth radiating from her crotch as I carried her up to the bedroom and lay her down atop the large bed. I felt her hands fumbling with my fly as I ripped off my shirt and kicked my shoes from my feet.

She had to tug urgently to free my swollen cock from the confines of my tight jeans. Then her warms hands engulfed it and I felt her mouth capture my head in a sucking embrace. I shimmied the rest of the way out of my pants and closed my eyes as I pulled her head towards my pelvis, pushing half the length of me down her throat with a shuddering sigh. Her moans transmitted up my shaft and through my body like electricity as she bobbed and swallowed. I felt my Being awareness rise within me, conflicted by my primal desire to take her and use her for my most basic of needs. I pulled her off me and ripped her shirt apart. She fell back in surprise and I descended upon her. My mouth seeking her breasts and nipples, sucking and licking her skin. I could sense her need for me like a desperate craving. Her musk permeated my senses as I smelled and tasted her body’s pheromones.

If I had been in control, even cognizant, I would have questioned her resolve and warned her that I was losing control. But it was too late. If she had resisted, I would have raped her. If she had fought me, I would have taken her violently and without remorse. But her need was as great as mine and when I took her, she welcomed my invasion, pulling me atop her and into her as I impaled her beneath me. There was no passion in our coupling. It was purely animal and feral. She cried out and screamed as I mated her, grunting with insensible guttural moans. We didn’t kiss or caress each other as lovers. We fucked hard and savagely. When I came, I bellowed like a victorious conqueror. She wept as I filled her, pumping her full of cum and crushing her beneath me. Even after I was spent, I clung to her, possessing her, claiming her as my right. When she struggled, I growled, thrusting myself further inside her causing her to gasp and cry out again. What I took as resistance was her body surrendering to the throes of orgasm. I continued ramming my erection against her cervical wall. Her voice was ragged, her cries subdued and only when I was convinced that she was truly and irrevocably mine, did I relent and pull myself from her.

She lay beneath me, arms and legs sprawled wide, gasping for air. Tears ran down her face and she kept her eyes closed as she drew in ragged breaths. I collapsed beside her, my mind a tempest of sensations as the impulses coursed through my body. I couldn’t think or move. My body was like a prison and I was trapped within it as it quaked and shuddered. I felt like I was being electrocuted as my skin burned and tingled.

“Carter?”

I stared up at the ceiling as my heart pounded inside my chest, threatening to burst out. I felt my mouth opening and closing silently. If I had the breath I would have screamed.

“Carter!” I saw Rachel’s tear-stained face looking down at me. “Honey, just breathe! It’ll be okay. You over-exerted yourself.”

I took a shuddering breath and the tingling that burned through me subsided. Another breath and I heard myself moan.

“There you go,” she whispered. “It’s okay baby. It’s okay.” Her face disappeared and I closed my eyes as I felt the air flow in and out of my lungs like a heaving bellows.

I felt her shaking beside me and I turned over to find her shivering uncontrollably. I reached for her and pulled her against me. She froze at first but then allowed herself to be drawn into my arms. She was crying and I felt a terrible sense of dread deep inside as I held her. I didn’t speak and she became still and quiet after a few minutes.

Finally, she pulled herself up until she lay atop me and raised her face over mine. Her expression was troubled and her eyes betrayed her emotions as she looked deeply into mine.

“Carter, what the fuck just happened?” she asked anxiously.

“Rachel, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” I replied weakly. “I don’t know. I’ve never lost control like that before.”

“Lost control?” she gasped. “Baby you just attacked me! One minute I was desperate for you to fuck me ... and the next I ... I couldn’t understand what was happening. Then I was frightened. You were so aggressive I was terrified to do anything but let you ravage me.”

My soul shredded under her words. And I felt my breath seize in my chest. “I raped you,” I whispered harshly.

“No. It wasn’t rape,” she caressed my face with her hand.

I wasn’t listening. I felt a stabbing pain in my chest as the reality of it came crashing down on me. My heightened awareness, her desperate need, and both of our raging hormones. It was the perfect recipe for a firestorm — fuel, oxygen, and heat. It ignited within me and I...

“Carter!” she slapped me and I snapped out of my thoughts to see her distraught face glaring down at me.

“Wha...?”

“You did not rape me! Do you hear me?” She was straddling my belly and holding my face in both her hands. “This was consensual!”

“No ... Rach ... I lost it, big time.”

“I lost it too baby,” her expression became sad and she sobbed as she leaned down and kissed my lips. Her breasts pressed against my chest as her tears fell onto my face. “I wanted this, Carter. I still want this.” She raised herself up and rolled off of me until she was sitting beside me with her legs crossed.

“Suzy warned me that you became ... she said you completely dominated her and she absolutely craved it. She had never felt herself to be submissive until she fell in love with you.” Her words were distant as she gazed off into space. “Jenny described you as a beast that she couldn’t resist and wouldn’t dream of denying.” She reached up and undid the knot in her hair, allowing it the stick to the side of her sweaty face. “Trinity says it’s like sparring with you sexually. Pure pleasurable combat and she loses every time.”

I felt her hands on my chest. “Carter, baby.” I looked at her. She gazed at me with an astonished look on her face. “They warned me but I had no idea you would be so...”

“This was different,” I croaked looking away.

“How so?”

“I ... I don’t know,” I stammered. Her nails traced lazy circles on my bare chest and I shivered from her touch. “I felt my sanity give way to ... utter depravity. It was like hunger, but I wanted to consume you completely. I was like a starved animal, beyond reason.” I swallowed and turned to look at her. “Rachel, I have always had a powerful attraction to you. But this time ... I...”

She leaned forward and began kissing my chest and belly. Her warm hands rubbed up and down my body. She touched my penis and I quivered as I felt the hunger rising in the back of my mind again. I smashed it away and grabbed her hand. “No.”

Her face moved up to mine and she kissed me. “You didn’t hurt me, baby. I was just frightened,” she whispered, kissing me again. “I’m not afraid anymore.” She pulled herself from my grip and reached down to grip me tighter. I flinched and groaned as she stroked me. “This time I am in control,” she added as she went down on me once more and began kissing and licking my scrotum.

I moaned and closed my eyes, struggling to fight back the need to bend her to my will once more. I lay on my back and grabbed the covers with both hands as she ministered to my hard cock with her hands and mouth. I couldn’t control the twitching and spasming of my hips as she played with it. Then she rose and mounted me, guiding me deep inside her with a loud sigh as she lowered herself onto me. I felt her lean forward and place her hands back on my chest as she began moving her hips and pelvis, driving me in and out of her slowly but firmly. She gripped me with her muscles and I groaned as her incredible breasts bounced and swayed over me, teasing me with their rigged nipples and dark areolas. Still, I clenched the mattress beneath me with an iron grip.

“Oh God!” she breathed as she began bouncing harder and harder up on me. “I can’t believe how hard you are, how big you are ... ugh!” Her head drooped as she began frantically pounding herself atop me. Her damp hair brushed across my face and I became intoxicated with the scent of her sweat and musk once again. I began groaning beneath her trying not to thrust myself against her pushes and failing. “Oh God, Carter! Yes! I give up. You’re in control!”

My hands latched onto her hips like a vice and I gave up resisting the urge to take her. With a growl I pulled her against my thrusting pelvis, crushing the air from her as the head of my erection slammed against her cervical wall repeatedly. She still pressed her hands against my chest but only feebly as I shook her like a rag doll in my hands. I plunged myself up into her repeatedly, fucking her like a jackhammer and she hung limply in my grip. She cried out in grunting gasps with every impact until I yelled out and forced myself even harder within her. I ejaculated inside her with an explosive burst and she responded by digging her nails into my pectorals as she came against me. I felt her muscles spasming around my shaft as she screamed out and convulsed. After five jetting bursts I released her and lowered her down upon me, letting her raise her hips to ease the pressure of my oversized member within her. I felt her tits press against my face and I hungrily kissed and sucked on her nipples causing her to groan once more.

She was still riding her orgasm and I twitched my cock trying to emit one more burst of cum into her. Her body reacted by seizing once more and her climax seemed to begin anew. I twitched again and she cried out as her chest collapsed against my face, burying me in the mountains of her breasts. I twitched again and she gasped once more. “Please! Stop,” she whimpered, “I can’t take anymore. Oh God!” My dick remained firm and uncooperative so I lifted her completely off of it, settling her shaking body back on top of me.