The Dehumanization of Ethan Brown

Ryan put the keys in Ethan’s hand. “I’m working third shift.”

“Take the Saturn,” Ethan said.

“I don’t mind the walk.” Ryan left an hour early to walk the two to three miles to his job, but that wasn’t Ethan’s problem; a young werewolf didn\'t had to worry about being attacked after dark.

Ethan slipped the keys on the key post before returning to his meal.

Ria licked Ethan’s fingers as he finished eating his dinner. “Baby, you’re home late.”

Ethan rubbed her belly. “You look ready to hatch.” Ethan licked her ear and then her neck.

“Let’s take this to a bedroom,” Ria said before returning to licking his fingers.

Ethan kissed her deeply. “Definitely.” Ethan undressed as she lay on the bed on her side facing away from him, spooned himself against her and started to lick her back. He put one arm over her waist to feel the baby move and the one tweeted her breasts. Ria bent one of her legs and Ethan penetrated her pussy, while pressed against her back. Ethan licked the back of her shoulder, fondled her breast as he thrusted inside her, and then pinched her breasts hard when he came.

Ria turned toward him and kissed his deeply clawing her nails deeply into his ass cheeks. She bit into his shoulder as she slid one of her fingers into his tight ass. Her other hand fondled his balls. Ethan moaned feeling himself rise to the occasion the third time in one day. Ria lowered her month and started to lick him slowly with long strokes of her tongue. Ethan screamed as she inserted more than one finger into his ass as she started to suck him harder and harder pulling his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. After he came into her mouth, she kissed him deeply allowing him to taste his fluid in her mouth. Ria turned away from him and fell asleep immediately.

Ethan was asked to go undercover to take down some dealers at a warehouse. He was to get hired as a shipping clerk at the location they suspected of selling cocaine as well as legal wares. Dressed in his flannel shirt, workmen’s jeans, and heavy leather boots with his beard rather thick from a week of not shaving, he would work 3 to 11 shift until the bust could be made; another detective would work the day shift.

Juan had sold two litters of half wolf puppies. Ria was right about him fucking the bitches. However, Ethan didn’t comment to Juan about fathering the puppies. He was more concerned about Juan being a spend thrift and the money would be gone in less than a month and wouldn’t help much with household expenses. Now, it was time to buy presents for the children, cages for the rabbits, new clothes and toys.

“Ethan, do you know anything about the Playstation or Nintendo?” Juan asked while they were at the mall on Ethan’s day off.

“Playstation has more games,” Ethan said. “Tony has no interest since Natalie has joined our household.”

“Ronaldo and Marla can play it,” Juan said.

“When Daddy isn’t playing it.”

“I rather play with something else.”

“Ria is overdue.”

“Camilla and Margaret are with her. After we finish shopping, let’s go behind the kennels.”

“We need groceries.” Ethan was exhausted from having sex with Ria twice a day and sex with Leslie at least once, twice if he could squeeze it in. Ethan never thought a pregnant woman could be so horny.

Juan drove them to a produce warehouse and they brought fifty-pound bags of potatoes, squash and onions where they then cut a deal with the supermarket butcher for slightly brown meat at bulk prices. After Ethan emptied the overripe produce cart as well, Juan licked Ethan’s ear when they returned to the truck. “We have food now.”

“You’re fucking crazy.” Ethan didn’t need this now. He was porking Leslie during Leslie’s lunch hour, screwing his wife in the morning and when he came home from work; a third lover was too much.

Jake unloaded the groceries with Juan as Ethan went to look in on Ria. Since Riane had started labor, Camilla told Ethan to leave. “It’s my baby.”

“Men aren’t allowed in the birthing room. I’ll show you the cub when she or he gets here,” Camilla said.

Ethan put the meat on the counter to feed the masses for dinner and unwrapped the produce. He called his captain to say he wouldn\'t be in since his wife was in labor. The captain said that he needed to come in the following day and they would take about him taking some time off to be with the baby. Ethan agreed seeing no point in causing a shouting match on the phone.

The produce would be gone in a day with twenty-odd mouths to feed. Werewolves ate more than twice as much as a man the same weight. Ethan at half needed five to six thousand calories to maintain his weight. Ethan took a bag of nuts and went to the kennels since Juan would be there. “She won’t let me near my fucking wife.”

“Birthing is women business,” Juan said.

“You have seven fucking children. This is my first.”

“We need more children.”

“The massacres weren’t only an east coast phenomenon.” Ethan said, looking at Juan’s naked body.

“Get closer.” Juan put his hand on Ethan’s shoulder and unbuttoned Ethan’s shirt.

“So the massacre in Albany wasn’t an isolated event?” Ethan blew in Juan’s ear.

“Not hardly, hundreds if not thousands of our kind perished. A band of over a hundred nomadic purebreds decided to clean out the weak half-breeds from our kind. They got support from other werewolves that felt breeding with humans weakened the pack. The first attacks were in Cape May. The Atlantic City pack managed to chase them away losing less than half their adult male population, but the werewolves in the Pine Barrens joined them. By the time, they hit Albany they were close to two hundred strong. In the end, the band members killed each other down to the last man, woman and child.” Juan licked Ethan’s face.

“I don’t think we still have werewolves wanting to clean out the ones with human blood any longer,” Ethan said.

“There are still diehard out there that will kill you if they are given the opportunity. There’s always feared that a new group of rogues will cross the countryside killing every half-human child.”

“We can’t live in fear.” Ethan stroked Juan’s chest.

“Are you making the world safer for humans?” Juan asked as he coaxed Ethan out of the rest of his clothes. “Why do you go arouhe hhe house dressed?”

“I’m used to being clothed; it’s a habit.”

“That we have to encourage you to break. You have a beautiful body. So are you making the world safer for humans?” Juan licked Ethan’s neck and then rubbed his face against Ethan’s facial hair.

“I’m getting close to a bust. The next huge shipment is coming in Tuesday. After I smell the goods, I’ll call for back up and we close the largest supplier of cocaine in Kettlefire, but it’s meaningless another supplier will fill the gap and children will sell to drugs to other children. It’s a job. Sure it’s futile, but it pays the bills. I’d like do something useful that saves lives but there’s good in everything.”

“You shouldn’t be telling mlicelice secrets.” Juan started to lick Ethan’s ear.

“I’m giving it to Leslie.”

“Do you think I care who gets a piece of your pretty ass?” Juan nibbled on Ethan’s chest, patted his ass and kissed him deeply. “You’re so sexy.” Juan stroke Ethan’s beard. “I can’t believe another man turns me on so much.”

“You like my beard?”

“It’s soft. Mine is like a Brillo pad. Camilla insists that I shave it off.” Juan’s sharp nails scratched Ethan back marking his back with bloody lines. Juan pressed his mouth into the top of Ethan’s shoulder and used a flat hand to slap Ethan’s backside with the force of two or three men causing Ethan to scream out and nearly collapse to the ground in pain. Juan held Ethan against him, lowered him to the ground, and started to lick Ethan’s backside while he imminently hit Ethan on the buttocks hard enough to raise blisters.

“My wife is having a fucking baby and Camilla won’t let me near her.” Ethan gasped for air not sure if his moans were from pain or pleasure.

“Camilla is protective of her children. She probably won’t let you near Ria or the baby for a week.”

“I’m seeing my baby as soon as I heal from fucking you senseless.” Ethan bite Juan’s chest and squeezed his balls not as gently as he touched Leslie\'s womanhood. Juan could take all the abuse that he could put out. Ethan pulled Juan’s hair as Juan went down on him as Ethan’s other hand pushed Juan’s head down hard trying to suffocate him against his engorged organ. Ethan pulled Juan’s head away from his softening organ and pulled his mouth against his. Ethan kissed him so hard that he could taste everything Juan had eaten that day, wishing he were able to turn down his sense of smell a moment as he tried to suck out Juan’s tonsils.

Juan finally pulled away from the kiss gasping for air. “I’m fucking you.”

Although Ethan was breathless from the long kiss, he managed to say, “Whatever.” Juan pulled up Ethan’s legs and fucked him hard and dry as Ethan screamed out unable to determine if it hurt or felt fantastic. Ethan hugged Juan exhausted and turned on his side. “Al was right.”

“About what?” Juan licked the cuts that he put on Ethan’s back.

“I could kill a fucking human with my urges.”

“You’re fucking a human.”

“I’m gentle and very careful. I learned control with you. If it were my first time, I would have killed her, and not because I changed. With you and Ria, I draw blood, bite, and rip. I’ve hit you so hard that I caused welts. I even broke your arm once. I told Leslie that I wasn’t into pain and now I’m not sure. You draw welts on my backside and I groan in pleasure.”

“You are what you are.”

“I hate knowing that I’m a monster that likes the taste of blood. I hate that I can live on carrion. I hate that I feel like laughing at people with their horrible diseases, addictions, and other weaknesses. I hate most that I don’t care about weak people the way I once did and see myself as something else.”

“You loved Leslie.” Juan stroked Ethan’s hair.

“I didn’t know what I was. I can understand why the diehards want to kill me and other half-breeds. I can see why we need to keep the pack strong and keep ourselves separate from humans. I want the whole pack to live in our house and for Emilio to have his chicken coops here along side Marla and Robin’s rabbits’ cages. I would prefer for us to live miles outside the city without the need of humans.”

“You feel like most half-breeds. You realize that you have more in common with us than your human parent.”

“Now that I can change with a thought, I don’t feel human at all.”

“Ethan, help me lead the pack. As soon as you made that kill with Ria, you lost your innocence. You asked to help the pack guard our lands. You aren’t one to stand on the sidelines,” Juan said.

“I hate that you make me face what I am.”

“Ethan, Ryan is too young to lead the pack. Emilio has no sense when it comes to pack politics. Tobias is unwilling to become involved and Jake has done it too long. Jake deserves to have a business of his own and he can’t if he has to dedicate his life to watching the pack.”

“I’m a half-breed.”

“Meaningless. You’re stronger than some predsreds and weaker than some. It isn’t a nothing or all situation. Variation occurs. You could have beat that rogue alone and he was at least twenty pounds larger than you and probably full-breed.”

“I should check on Ria and the baby. Ryan wants to do it. Give the kid a change. I have too much on my plate to watch over the pack if you’re unavailable.”

Juan stroked Ethan’s face. “See your baby. I’m done talking to you.” Juan petted him behind the ear.

Ethan licked Juan’s face without picking up his wet, muddy clothes. He wasn’t acting like a member of pack by not taking off his clothes as he got into the house.