"Wait, don't do it! I beg you! You two, help me, please!" The goblin's voice cracked with fear as his gaze darted back towards the pile where two of his kinsmen hid.
He wretched beneath the paw that pinned him like prey under a lion's claws, eyes wide with terror of the encroaching beast above. One hand clutched at the stinging floor, while the other raised toward the safety of the darkness he had once believed hid him.
"We have to help him!" The injured goblin croaked, pushing his weak frame towards the open to intervene and break the bond before the act.
But he was stopped short.
"Are you crazy?" The lead goblin growled with his hand holding onto his brother's arm tight.
The leader goblins face had shifted, showing no fear now, only darkened with a strange, glimmering expectation as if they were about to see something holy and awful happen all at once.
"Those wolves can overwhelm us even in a compromised state. Great One is not so far. We have to wait for her."
"W-wait… I just want to go..." the injured goblin was cut off by a high-pitched yelp from the victim.
It came with a loud squelch sound when the lightning wolf drove its red cock into the goblin's anus. The long red shaft burrowed into the warm, tight canal like a spear tearing open fresh meat in the ground.
The goblins throat opened, and a high-pitched scream of anguish echoed in the damp cavern space as he took every inch of it. It felt as if his bowels were crushed under a hammer and the wolf filled him from the inside out with thick muscle and heat.
Without letting him gain breath, the beast began a heavy, electric pounding of the meat of the animal against flesh of the green creature. From its core, lightning started charging along the throbbing shaft to the inside of the victim. Voltage shot through that cock as it connected with the moist tunnel within the goblin and blasted shock currents across his muscles and mind.
The goblin convulsed in wild spams and jerks that wriggled all the way down, he twitched and foamed filled his mouth like an old mad dog having seizure.
It felt like lightning struck inside his tight anus, stretching nerves until his teeth chattered with each arc passed through that abused hole. Though the electric charge remained subtle in intensity, it was plenty to sizzle against delicate nerves of his opening, leaving it burned and smoking from contact.
The scent of singed meat and boiled semen began to waft heavily through the stale air, a cloying perfume that made the onlooking goblins gulp nervously. The faint hissing of vapor rising from the goblin's ass mixed with the rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh.
With just a few more powerful, shuddering thrusts, the lightning wolf found its breaking point once again. A final, deafening howl tore from its throat while it emptied the reserves, flooding the depths of the goblin's colon with hot, potent seed.
The victim's body went limp, eyes rolled back into his skull, lost in a strange paradox of piercing agony and blinding ecstasy.
'Hmm… krrh…' His tongue lolled out the corner of his mouth, frothing white foam that tasted of ozone and fear.
The wolf did not stop immediately, holding itself deep within the green skin while continuing to erupt wave after wave of thick, churning sperm. More fluid surged from the knotted head of the beast, pushing the volume inside the goblin to dangerous levels of fullness.
The invisible torrent of semen traveled upward past the lower intestine, pressing relentlessly against the walls until it reached his stomach. His belly began to distend slightly, a small but visible swell rising, the inside was filled to the brim with the beast's load.
The goblin slumped completely against the wolf's grip, his mind shattered into silence between the two bodies connected in their shared aftermath.
Even unconscious, his lower lip quivered from the lingering sparks that still danced under his skin, marking him as claimed and filled. The wolf held the position tight, ensuring every last drop was pushed past the point of no return inside its new prize. The knot remained firmly locked, anchoring the goblin to the creature even after the glow from the wolf's fur began to dim.
Behind the mounted pair, the first knotted beast lied anchored, still fully impaled its partner. It was such a bizarre triangular tableau of degradation and humiliation. Two lightning wolves were joined with the single goblin caught between them creating a sight that twisted in strange harmony between revulsion and raw allure.
Deep within the shadow of the rotting piles, the hiding goblins watched with mouths dry and breaths shallow. Their own small penises twitched in the heat, hard enough to feel like steel nails buried under the leather. The guttural, heavy gulps from their throats echoed in the quiet chamber, drowning out the faint crackling of static electricity around the scene.
The active wolf tilted its muzzle down, teeth bared before positioning to strike deep and drink the blood pooling around the unconscious goblin's throat. Suddenly, a thin streak of white light cut through the heavy air. The wolf's head fell limply to the ground while steam hissed out of its open eyes sockets in sudden bursts.
The head rolled once, jagged lightning fading rapidly in the severed eyes and the body began to twitch spastically under the sudden loss of command.
Lyssandra stepped from behind, a blade of translucent slime stretching out from her palm and reforming into flesh. "You have had your fun," she stated with an authoritative voice.
"Capture the remaining beast and bring it back to my camp. You two keep it alive at all costs, do you understand?" She directed the order with a piercing glint toward the survivors who slowly dragged their way out of the monster corpse pile.
The normal goblin and the injured one moved forward slowly, trembling yet desperate for her approval.
"Catch!" she declared casually with a sharp toss that launched a small glowing potion directly towards the injured goblin in mid-stride.
The healing draught snapped into existence inside the goblin's claws, instantly sputtering light when he swallowed and clutched at the slowly healing wound.
With the last remnants of the injured group dragged off, the two goblins quickly recovered and rushed to their unconscious companion, struggling to pull him free from the wolfs knotted cock.
"That beast was odd. It got turned on in the middle of a hunt." Luna commented with an arched eyebrow as she surveyed the wolf's twitching, stiffened cock even in the heat of the sudden end.
The lightning still hummed within the shaft, pulsing slowly from its red vein that remained deeply inflated despite its host was beheaded.
"It consumed the meat i left." Lyssandra gestured elegantly at the pile which slowly faded from existence into her System storage.
"Specialized bait made just to make even a cold-eyed hunter lust blind." She spoke calmly.
"What secret did you use to achieve such effect in them, master?" Luna's curiosity drew closer with a head that tilted slightly towards her in question.
"You wish to taste that truth with your lips then?" She replied smoothly with an easy smile forming at the corner of her lips.
"Yes. Tell me!" The little water slime bobbed in slight delight and stomach flipped in response.
Lyssandra leaned in until the distance vanished between them, her fingers brushing the jawline of the slime transformed girl. Her eyes burned deep into the irises of Luna's bright blue pupils, creating a connection that made every nerve ending inside the petite frame quiver with raw heat.
"I think you shall learn soon," she whispered, her voice thick with unspoken promise, barely a whisper before breaking the intimate distance.
"Tonight." She turned on the heel of her black boots with a sharp click, the sound echoing as she departed without looking back. Heat flooded Luna's face, her temperature spiking in an instant.
'Meanie…' The girl made a grumble of complaint, stomping her feet as she followed Lyssandra out of the gloomy depths.
Her small slime body in Lyssandra's outfit wiggled and morphed with her walk, looking far more enticing even when she held her lips out in childish protest.