Taken By The Wolf (2 page)
“I want you,” I told him. “You won’t hurt me. I want you to
fuck me.” My pussy tingled and flooded with juice, echoing the words I’d
spoken.
I wriggled out of his embrace and kneeled up beside him. He lay
on his back, watching me with those beautiful golden eyes as I took off my
dress and let it fall to the ground. Reaching behind me, I took off my bra. He
sat up and held my breasts in his colossal palms. Then he ran the furry backs
of hands over my chest. My nipples stood up stiffly. It tickled. Tremors ran
across the skin of my nipples and down my belly to wake a fire between my legs.
My clit felt hugely swollen. This was more desire than I’d ever experienced in
my life.
I slid my panties off and he brushed his hairy knuckles
between my legs, taking my breath away. In one smooth movement, he leapt into a
crouch and threw me to the floor. Growls and snarls poured from his throat as
he bent over me to lick my naked body. I gasped as he lapped at my breasts. Then
he stopped and took my nipple between his vicious teeth. Adrenaline and
yearning coursed through my veins. The undercurrent of fear only increased the
ache in my pussy. One slip of those teeth and my nipple would be gone. Had I lost
my mind? He wasn’t human. Not fully. What would it be like to take this fierce
beast inside me?
He looked up at me, opening his mouth wide to take in more
of my breast. If he forgot himself, he could take a disfiguring bite out of me.
But I knew he wouldn’t. The lust in his eyes was for sex, not blood. My eyes must
have shared the same intensity. “Fuck me,” I told him.
A gruff rumbling in his throat was his only response. He
climbed on top of me and I welcomed the touch of his soft fur. He lowered his
face for a kiss. His fangs made it awkward. Another reminder of how dangerous
this all was. I didn’t care. I wanted to feel this strange creature thrusting
inside me. I burned for him to fuck me.
When I felt his enormous dick nudge at the opening of my
pussy, I got wetter and wetter. He took his time, making sure that his big
wolf-cock didn’t hurt me. I took him all the way in until I felt him bump me
deep inside and he grunted. I don’t think he could fit his full length in me,
but he seemed satisfied. Slowly, he pulled out of me. He fit me so tightly that
the movement stimulated all the walls of my pussy at the same time. Picking up
speed, he worked backwards and forwards, his hair brushing against my clit as
he filled me up. His grunts turned to growls, rumbling inside him and vibrating
through me.
It felt so good to have him inside me. It didn’t take long
for tension to build in my pussy. It would have been good for him too – having my
pussy
tighten
around his giant cock as he pushed
himself deep inside me. I lifted my hips to meet him as he pounded into me. My
cries rose to join his growling. As my orgasm came closer, I held on to his
waist and spurred him on. I wanted more of him.
He came.
Going rigid as he strained above
me.
He raised his face to the sky and howled with everything he had. The
sound reverberated through me and brought on my own climax. I screamed, wishing
I was wolf enough to howl with him. Each convulsion of my pussy sent out a wave
of pleasure that threatened to drown me. When he fell silent, he looked down at
me and smiled. The moonlight glinted off his razor-sharp teeth and I had a pang
of fear. Lifting me under the arms, he rolled us over on the ground without
leaving my pussy. I collapsed against his chest, exhausted. His heartbeat was
loud in my ear. Steady and soothing.
As I rested on top of him, he stroked my back. Little by
little, his cock grew soft inside me. I was close to falling asleep, when a
howl went up in the distance. He stirred and eased me to the ground so he could
sit up. A second howl cut through the night air.
“They want the other girls, don’t they?” And I’d been so
wrapped up in my
wolf,
I hadn’t spared them a thought.
“Come.” He stood up and lifted me onto his shoulder again.
We rushed through the trees, back towards the shack. He put me down just
outside the door and reached for the handle. I put a hand on his chest and got
between him and the door for a kiss. He obliged me and opened the door to the
shack.
Mel and Brenda were cowering behind a bed when we went in.
They flinched away from my wolf and he stepped back into the doorway.
“Are you okay?” I went to them, but they wouldn’t tear their
eyes from my lover. I looked at him and he went outside, pulling the door
closed behind him.
“We thought it had killed you.” Mel started to cry. Fear had
knocked the bravado out of her.
“He’s okay.”
“What about the others?” Brenda asked. “We heard them out
there. They’re getting closer.”
“I don’t know. Let me ask.” They stayed on the far side of
the bed as I went back outside.
He was looking out into the night when I joined him. I
couldn’t guess at the thoughts behind his golden eyes.
“They’ll come here.”
“And they’re not like you?”
He shook his head.
“What do we do?”
“Stay here and look after them. I’ll get rid of the wolves.”
My chest tightened. “But there are two of them.” I got in
front of him. He’d only just come into my life. I wouldn’t let him go and get
himself killed.
He stepped up to me, drawing his lips back from his teeth
and growling.
“Please. Don’t.”
His eyes hardened against me. “Go inside. It will be safe
when the sun rises.”
“No. I won’t let you go.”
His eyes narrowed as he studied me. Would he see something
in me to make him stop?
“You have no choice.” He lifted me with one arm, opened the
door and dropped me onto a bed. Then he swept out of the shack. By the time I
got to the door, he was gone.
“What happened?” asked Mel, when she saw he’d left.
“He’s gone to get rid of them.” At least, I hoped that was
what would happen.
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