Chapter 176: Who Wins? I (+18)

Inside the carriage...

"Was that necessary?" Thalassa asked once they had moved far enough away from the city of Frein.

"Necessary? Not really, but they bothered us at a bad time."

She frowned. "Weren’t you focused on something else? I could have handled it..."

He opened his eyes at that moment to look at her and gave her a mysterious smile.

"Mmm, I wonder how you would have handled it. Either way, it looks like we’ll be having that ’bother’ again soon. You didn’t forget about the bet, did you?"

"Huh? Is she still following us? She hasn’t given up?"

Cassian shook his head, amused.

Thalassa looked at him with annoyance. "I hope you’re not thinking what I think you’re thinking."

"And what do you think?"

"I’m also in this carriage, Cassian."

"Mmm, and isn’t that exactly what makes it fun?"

Thalassa opened her mouth, ready to reply, but the carriage came to a sudden stop.

The wolf woman, completely covered in mud and scratches, showed a disproportionately wide smile, utterly excited. But when she saw that no one was getting out, she frowned and her tail lowered in response. She tilted her head toward one shoulder with curiosity and approached the carriage door uncertainly.

She raised her arm, ready to open it, but stopped for a second.

"Xana doesn’t want to be thrown out..." she murmured, but lowered the handle and entered anyway.

What greeted her was the same sight as the first time, but this time she showed more confidence. Her eyes moved from one person present to the other, finally fixing on the man who seemed to be the cause of her immense curiosity and desire to fight.

Thalassa, seeing all this, bit her lip and looked at the wolf woman with concern.

Please... she pleaded in her mind.

Xana, seeing that she wasn’t immediately thrown out, gained a bit of confidence and got straight to the point: "How!? How!? Can we fight? Please? Please?"

Cassian glanced at Thalassa for a moment before focusing his attention on the woman in front of him.

"Fight?" he said, pretending to hesitate. "Mmm, we can fight if that’s what you want, but..." —he avoided the wolf woman’s eyes to feign uncertainty.

To which Xana quickly asked with anxiety: "But what!?" —her eyes shining with expectation.

He stood up, ending up right in front of the wolf woman, too close to her. Xana didn’t step back; instead, she just looked at him with curiosity and waited.

Cassian stood in front of Xana. The wolf woman looked at him with those big, bright eyes, filled with a wild innocence that contrasted with her voluptuous body covered in dried mud. Her tail moved slightly behind her, betraying her excitement at the possibility of a fight.

Thalassa, seated on the opposite bench, bit her lip hard, her cheeks already deeply flushed. Please, no... she thought again, but she knew Cassian wouldn’t stop. And the worst part was that the naivety of that woman was far greater than she had imagined.

"Mmm, fight..." Cassian repeated in a deep voice, pretending to hesitate while leaning a little closer. His large hand brushed Xana’s arm, wiping away some mud with his thumb. "But not just any fight, Xana."

Xana tilted her head, her furry ears twitching with curiosity. Her tail wagged faster. "Yes! Xana wants to fight. Xana is strong. How do we fight? Punches? Body-to-body combat?"

Cassian smiled with that mysterious curve of his lips, his eyes locking onto hers. "Something like that. But the real test is more... intimate. You have to use your entire body to subdue me. Or for me to dominate you."

Thalassa let out a small moan of embarrassment, covering her mouth with one hand. Her eyes couldn’t look away; that bastard really intended to do it...

Xana, oblivious to the real implications, nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! Xana wants to. Xana never gives up. Shall we start now?"

"Good. First, kneel," Cassian ordered softly but with a tone that brooked no argument.

Xana obeyed without a second thought. She dropped to her knees on the carriage floor, her tail held high and wagging side to side with anticipation. Her hands rested on Cassian’s thighs as she looked up at him with that oversized smile. "This is how a real strong fight starts, right?"

"Exactly," he murmured, slowly unfastening his pants with deliberate calm. His member was already semi-erect, imposing itself before the innocent eyes of the wolf woman. "Take me in your mouth. That’s your first move. Suck me as if you wanted to drain all my strength."

Xana blinked, showing a second of doubt, but her curiosity and desire to fight pushed her forward. She leaned in, her cold nose brushing the base as she inhaled his masculine scent.

"It smells... it smells strong," she whispered, and then opened her mouth. Her pink tongue came out first, licking the tip shyly. Upon tasting him, her eyes widened and her tail began to wag happily, thumping against the carriage floor with rhythmic sounds.

"Mmmngh, delicious!" she exclaimed with genuine surprise, before wrapping her soft, warm lips around the head.

Cassian let out a low chuckle, one hand settling on Xana’s head, fingers tangling in her wild hair. "It is, isn’t it?"

Thalassa watched everything from her seat; she pulled her legs up toward her face and lowered her head to hide behind them out of shame. Seeing that wolf woman on her knees, bobbing her head while her tail waved happily as if she were receiving the best prize in the world, filled her with a mix of jealousy, humiliation, and loss that she didn’t want to admit.

Should I stop this? Does this woman really think this is a fight?

Xana, encouraged by the taste and Cassian’s groan, tried harder. Her lips stretched around his thickness, sliding down inch by inch, her tongue swirling awkwardly but enthusiastically around the shaft. Every time she took him a little deeper, her tail wagged with more force, accidentally hitting Thalassa’s legs. Small sucking sounds filled the carriage, accompanied by the wolf girl’s gasps.

"Mmmph... it’s... very big... but tasty..." she mumbled around his cock, without pulling it out completely. Her eyes watered a little from the effort, but they shone with excitement. She looked up with a spark of challenge, as if saying: Am I winning? I told you Xana is strong!

But he only smiled faintly and pushed his hips forward gently, fucking her mouth with controlled slowness.

"Not bad."

Xana’s eyes shone even brighter at the praise; her saliva dripped down her chin, mixing with the dried mud on her face. Though that didn’t last long as she prepared for what was coming. Her tail never stopped moving, high and proud, as if every lick was a successful blow in her "fight."

After several minutes of that enthusiastic blowjob, Cassian gently pulled her away. A thin strand of saliva connected Xana’s swollen lips to his glistening member.

She panted, licking her lips. "More! Xana wants to keep trying. Does this count as victory?"

"Not yet," Cassian said, lifting her with ease as if she weighed nothing. He turned her around and bent her over the seat, right next to Thalassa...