What does she want?

Book:The Lycan Brothers' Willing Toy Published:2024-11-22

BLUE
We were stunned. Yeah, shocked speechless. None of us expected this kind of thing, but it was happening. Right in our eyes, stunning us more than we had ever been since we were born. True our bunny always shocked us each time, but this time, she took it up a notch.
I ran my fingers through the soft golden fur, feeling a deep thrill of satisfaction race through me. Though Fred and I never mentioned the future, we knew our Bunny wouldn’t live as much as we would because she was human. However, realizing it wouldn’t be so, was the best gift the goddess, or whoever it was, could bestow on us. It was more than we ever hoped for.
Bunny purred, the sound cute to the ear. I didn’t know I loved female werewolves until her. I hungered to hear her make the sounds each time we stroked her body, to feel it wash over me like a blanket on a cold winter night.
“Don’t you think she looks like a large bunny?” Fred asked, smiling down at her. He, too, was thrilled about this. We both were. Knowing we weren’t any different from her helped to calm whatever doubt we felt at the thought of her leaving because we weren’t ‘normal’.
We knew it would only be a matter of time until she actually did that. Until we show her a side she might not have seen before.
Her whines got to us. At once, we peered down at her, our eyes almost getting sucked into her gaze as she watched us.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, placing a kiss on her forehead. She made the sound once more, strained this time as she cocked her head to the side, staring at me.
“Do you know what she wants?” I directed my question at Fred, who looked as confused as I did. We were both lost on what to do at the moment. Our Bunny in her wolf form wasn’t something any of us wanted at the time. It was difficult to read her actions.
When she realized we didn’t know what she was asking, she slipped back, setting her body free from our embrace as she made the sound once more. This time, she lay on the floor and rotated, baring her stomach to us.
Once more, I exchanged looks with Fred, whose expression mirrored mine. Confusion marred our features as we watched our bunny rotate on the ground. I wanted to ask her to stop, to demand she told me why she was exposing her stomach, but none of us knew how to ask her that, or even communicate with her.
“Can you change back to your human form?” Fred asked, getting to his feet. Once more, he reached towards her. “We can’t understand you in your wolf form. Had we marked you before you changed, we would have been able to communicate with you. But now, it’s nearly impossible for us to do that.”
She whimpered at his words as she turned, standing on her feet once more. She approached him and rubbed her body on his legs. Fred stilled, his gaze seeking mine out. Our Bunny didn’t know what she was doing. Rubbing on him meant one thing. She needed to mate.
“Do you think she means that?” Fred asked, focusing on our Bunny who was purring as she brushed her body on him, like she wished to own him.
“I doubt.” I got to my feet and approached them, looking down at our busy mate. It was true her scent was thick on air, we could almost scent her arousal, I doubt she knew what she was asking for.
Moreover, there was no way we could mate with her in that form unless we changed into our wolves, something I wasn’t keen on, and so was Fred. As much as we loved our beastly form, mating in it didn’t sound like something we would enjoy.
“We need to get her to change, fast,” Fred gritted out, clenching his fists as he shut his eyes, almost like he was willing our mate to step back.
Chuckling, I squatted in front of her and offered my palm to her. As if she knew what I was asking for, she stopped walking around Fred and placed her right paw on my palm, whimpering once more.
“Seems we will need to guide her through the change,” I said to Fred, who nodded, conceding with anything. My poor twin must have felt his resolve slipping through his palms like air. The dent in his trousers was enough testament to that.
Our Bunny, not realizing what problems she had caused, watched me, eyes staring at me like she hadn’t seen me before.
“Have you done this before?” Fred demanded, swatting next to me.
“You know the answer to that,” I shot at him, glaring at my brother, who, instead of being apologetic, looked so damned smug about it.
“I guess there’s a first for everything,” he muttered as he offered his left hand to our Bunny, so She could place her left paw on. “I can’t believe we gave you most of our first,” he said to her, grinning so much that it made me wish to shove him out of the way.
“Are we gonna fight instead of helping her?” He demanded, lifting an eyebrow at me. “I know you are aching for a match with me. Why don’t we leave that for next time? Probably when our Bunny is asleep??”
“Awesome!” I agreed, excited, just like he was about the duel. We haven’t had one since we met our Bunny, something that was worth investigating since we always let off steams by combating.
“It’s settled then.” He tore his gaze from mine, so he could focus on our Bunny, who was watching us with sad eyes, whimpering as she wagged her tail, like a cute puppy.
I fell more in love with her at the moment. Our Bunny was utter perfection, both in her human and wolf body. She was a damned jewel, one I wish to keep hidden from the rest of the world while shielding her from danger.