The Wolf's Mating Season (BBW Alpha Male Shifter Paranormal Erotica)

Deal with the Alpha

A Naughty by Nature Short Story

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Copyright © Sierra Wolf 2014

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This story is intended for adult readers (18+) only. All sex acts contained herein are consensual.

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I stepped out of my tent, basking in the warmth of the morning sun. Before me stretched a deep valley, flanked by a river and the high ridges of the mountain range I called my own. As I slowly woke up to the day, I sniffed the air carefully, noting scents that carried news of other travelling packs. Usually I kept well clear of them if I could. A lone male without its pack was not welcome. This morning brought something more interesting to my inner wolf’s attention: the scent of a human.

In the past decade, their growth had steadily encroached upon the forests across the country, where we lycans ran in the brightest phases of the moon. Of course, if they had known that they had werewolves for neighbors , they might have thought twice, but I already know how that had gone for my ancestors. It wasn’t unusual to catch such a scent with the wind, but I was intrigued because this one was female.

Not many women undertook the famous trail that crossed our large country from end to end. As I began to pack up my tent, I idly wondered what sort of human she could be. I couldn’t tell how far off she was, and I hadn’t picked up her scent yesterday either. Now was not a good time to be encountering women. It was mating season, and the wolf within me was especially restless.

I didn’t carry much, just a small pack, and I was ready within minutes. I didn’t need to feed; yesterday nights hunting had taken care of that nicely. That was one benefit of shifting I suppose, there was never any real fear of starvation or injury. It’s just a shame that one couldn’t spend their whole lives as a wolf. They certainly seemed to have it easier. But I’d heard enough stories about those who shifted for too long, and soon found the lines between human and wolf fading away.

As the sun drew high in the sky, the wind shifted my way, and I got another whiff of the human female from the morning. She was definitely close, most likely only an hour or two up the trail. As I drew closer to her I could hear the sound of the river flowing, and the splashing of water. She was bathing. The realization sent desire surging through my body.

She was tall and athletic, with a bronzed summer tan. Her blonde was combed up into a high ponytail. Her face was bright and open. Seeing her for those few moments brought back a rush of longing. How long had it been since I’d had a mate?

I watched as she took off the rest of her clothes, alone in the wilderness. Her flannel top came off first, a quick tug over her head, arching up her back and revealing her generous breasts in profile. Next was her bra, and then the black leggings that showed off the smooth curve of her butt as she walked.

I could hardly believe my luck! Perhaps it was because it had been so long, but even my wildest dreams couldn’t compare to the goddess standing in front of me. Her nipples were a light pink, perched high up on her ample breasts. The wind blowing had caused them to harden, and I could see myself popping one into my mouth.

Her stomach soft and rounded, flaring out to her perfect childbearing hips. My inner wolf howled at the sight, pleased with this perfect specimen of a mate. Though she was wearing a small pink thong, I could see the lips of her pussy through the thin material as she walked. I tracked her every move, her hips swaying as she jumped into the rushing water.

I could feel my manhood become stiff, engorging with excitement at what I saw. Her body was absolutely amazing. I quickly unzipped my pants, pulling out my cock. It sprang free from the fabric, already throbbing with need. I wrapped a fist around my cock, the familiar actions happening without hesitation. In the back of my mind I knew that I shouldn’t be watching her like this. However, my body thought differently.

As if she was teasing me, the woman surfaced and started to inspect her own body, giving me different views of her. Her hands ran up and down herself, pushing her breasts upwards and sliding slowly over her ass. Slowly, as if exploring her body for the first time, she began to trace her nipples lightly with a finger.

My erection was rock hard, and I began to pump up and down my shaft faster. I saw her suck on her finger, wetting it before returning it to her breasts. As she continued to pinch her nipples, I could see her chest heave and gasp with the sensations she was giving herself. I wished desperately that I could have a closer look at those luscious breasts. As I leaned against a tree trunk, a familiar clenching in my stomach got stronger. In my mind it was the mysterious woman’s womanhood that pressed against me. I could see her on her knees, my erection pumping fluidly in and out of her as I mounted her from behind.

I came with a shock, my cum splashing against the foliage. My breath was ragged. Seeing this woman naked had sent my pent up arousal into overdrive. Until now I had not realized just how strong my instincts had been. Last year my mate Arianna had been killed, and it had been too long since I had had to deny my own drive to procreate. As I let go of my half hard cock, I looked up to see that she was coming out of the water, evidently refreshed.

Quickly, I turned around and returned back into the shadow of the forest. My eyes gleamed in the semidarkness as I fought my other half, trying to retain a grip on my own body. Fur rippled across my back, and I broke into a trot, running as far away as I could from her. My body lengthened, muscles bulging with brute strength. The wolf inside took over, howling. It needed to run.

I allowed myself to streak through the forest, the sensations flitting through my wolf mind. Immediately I honed in on the smell of a deer. It would do as a distraction. But I knew that I needed release, one way or another. It was only a matter of when.

The next morning, I woke up groggy and aching. The wind brought goosebumps across my bare flesh. For a moment I couldn’t remember what had happened. It was like that most times when the wolf prevailed. My memories would be fragmented, and I preferred it that way for the most part. It was near impossible to control myself once I had shifted completely, and it wasn’t until the power of the moon had hidden that I would regain consciousness.

The woman.

I got to my feet. I had to know where she was. Other young males would be prowling during the mating season. It was almost impossible to control the wolf in heat. And with the decline of female shifters it was becoming harder and harder to stay in control. The intensity of my animal instinct yesterday afternoon was a testament to that.

Quickly I retraced my steps, my keen nose picking out the irregular path I had taken. Along the way I found my pack, and managed to find a change of clothes. Shifting often tore apart whatever I was wearing at the time. As another gust blew by me, my head swivelled at the familiar scent. She wasn’t far.

There was something else too: she was hurt. I shouldered my pack and ran, cursing the fact that I was on two legs instead of four. Soon I found her, off the side of a small cliff. I could almost taste the sweat of her fear on her body. As I drew closer to her I paused. I knew better than to approach like this. I was liable to hurt her more than help her.

It was clear that she had fallen somehow, and gashed her leg open.

My breath came ragged and I had to hold onto a tree to catch my breath as I struggled with myself—her smell was overpowering. Now that I was closer, I could scent that she too was in heat. Fuck. This was not going to be easy. My inner wolf raged, pacing back and forth. I could feel myself wavering, my eyes slipping momentarily into the black and white canine view. I wrestled control back, this time for good.

Even though I could leave her out in the open, the trail was not well maintained in this area, and it didn’t seem as though she knew how to take care of herself. Her wound had been open a while now, and she had yet to bandage herself up. Didn’t she know how enticing her scent was to a predator? With packs of males roaming to mate right now, she’d become an easy target. Somehow I knew I couldn’t let that happen.

Slowly I walked out from the cover of the trees, purposefully making noise. Fearfully she turned around. Head on, she was breathtaking.

“Hi,” she said with relief.

“What happened?”

“I was up on the ridge there, taking pictures. I took a step too far, and it crumbled. It was a stupid move.”

A shudder passed through her body. My instincts honed onto it. I wanted to wrap myself around her, but I knew that would only serve to freak her out more. There was a side path that led back up towards the main trail. I guessed that other hikers had also fallen this way before. As I got to her side, I noticed that her cheek was streaked with tears. I dropped my own pack and began to riffle through it, searching for the first aid kit.

“I’m Cole,” I said, holding out my hand.

“Tanya.”

Her hand was soft and cool to the touch, but her grip was surprisingly firm. Below her pain, I could sense a strong personality. My inner wolf approved. I frowned, but it was too late. My cock was already stirring against my thigh, the blood already draining from my head to my groin. The urge to take her out here in the open stirred even my human imagination. I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts.

“It looks bad doesn’t it?” she asked, mistaking my expression.

“Well, aside from the gash, I think you twisted it pretty badly. It’s definitely swollen up quite a bit. I’m thinking you won’t be able to move for at least a while, maybe even the rest of the day. It gets dark quite early now, and trying to find your way on foot won’t be easy in the mountains.”

“What am I going to do! My pack’s fallen over the edge.”

I looked over the lip of the cliff. It was definitely gone.

“Don’t worry Tanya. I can stay with you for the night. We’re only a day and a half from the next service station on the Trail.”

“I couldn’t possi-“

“I’m staying,” I said firmly. “It can be dangerous out here alone.” Especially for a fertile, young woman like yourself, I added in my mind.

Her emerald eyes crinkled, smiling for the first time. I felt my erection stretch against my shorts, and tried to shift my body away from her to hide it. Inside, the wolf in me wagged, pleased to be bedding with her in our makeshift den. An animal lust coursed through me, and I had to take a few deep breaths to regain my composure. I didn’t want to frighten Tanya, not now.

“So what brought you out to these parts?” I asked gruffly as I busied with her dressing.

“I’m a photographer, and this was one of the assignments. It’s supposed to go in next year’s calendar or something.”

“You look pretty young for that.”

“I’m twenty-two!” she said indignantly, then lapsed into silence.

“Don’t worry, I’m not a bad guy,” I said, picking up on her thoughts. “At least, I’m not the worst. You’ll be safe with me I promise. Now let’s bring you back up to safety.”

I finished wrapping up her foot and stood up. Shouldering my pack, I leaned down and scooped up her body. She was warm and sweet smelling, her scent clouding my mind entirely. She smelled positively delicious. Tanya obediently curled up against my chest, giving me a full view down the neckline of her tight flannel shirt. Her milky skin gave way to plump round globes, and I gripped her body harder. I wanted to touch and squeeze them, to have my way with her.

“Thanks,” she said looking up at me with a smile. “It already feels a little better.”

“I’ll set up camp here.”

I tried to keep my voice level, but a growl crept into it nonetheless. Luckily Tanya didn’t notice. She was relieved of her pain, and she began to talk about her life as I set her down and started to work. I listened for the most part, astonished at how quickly she had opened up to me. For most of my solitary life, I’d never had such easygoing trust. My pack had been wiped out, down to myself, and most of my kind were wary of loner wolves.

Night soon fell, and Tanya gingerly crawled into the tent. Since all her things were gone, we were forced to share the single tent. It was a tight fit. I had wanted to sleep outside, but she wouldn’t hear of it. I’d feel so guilty, she had said. I wished I could have told her not to worry. I was more comfortable outside than in.

As I made my way into the small tent, the confined space made it hard not to brush up against her body. I looked down at her, and her gaze widened. My eyes. They shone golden in the darkness, the only giveaway us werewolves had in our human form.

“Cole, your eyes! What’s wrong with them?”

“Nothing. They’re just like that.”

“No that can’t be right. It’s like an animal’s in the dark. They’re
glowing.
”

“Tanya, you don’t want to know,” I said roughly. Her warm body heat radiated beneath me, reminding me of her soft flesh. I closed my eyes, but all I could see was her generous breasts, glimpsed for just a few moments, but imprinted into my mind. Desire bristled through me to my cock, and my heartbeat thumped loud in my ears. She couldn’t know. Not now, not tonight, or else she’d back away from me, screaming.

She was very close now, her breasts nearly brushing up against my chest. My cock stiffened in her proximity, as if trying to make contact with her. The wolf inside growled, an animal whose hunger had to be fed.

I hovered for just a moment longer, giving her one last chance to stop me, but she didn’t. I crushed my lips against hers, delving passionately into her mouth with my tongue. My arms reached out to encircle her slim waist, pressing her nubile body against my manhood. The friction against my cock was amazing. I explored her body with my hands, a pleased growl escaping from my lips. Her ass was better than I imagined, firm like a peach. I wanted to bend her over and take her sweet little pussy right then.

As I pulled back, Tanya gasped at how rough I was. She wanted it too. Her eyes were dark with lust, and every bit of her body yearned for my touch. We kissed passionately. Her tongue danced with mine, playful and teasing. I had managed to free one breast from her shirt, and began to tease the nipple with my broad fingers. She looked up at me with heavy lidded eyes, enjoying the ministrations of my hands.

“You know, I’ve only ever been with boys,” she whispered huskily, tracing a finger across my chest. “I can’t wait to see what it’d be like with a real man. Why don’t you show me?”

“Oh I will,” I answered savagely, dipping down to nibble against her neck. I ripped at her shirt as I did, exposing her beautiful breasts to me at last. I pulled one nipple into my mouth, sucking hungrily on it. Below me, Tanya purred and arched her back, shoving her sensitive mounds deeper into my mouth. Her nipples had gotten puffy and sensitive, and every little movement of my tongue elicited grateful moans. I gently bit down on one, knowing that she would enjoy a little pain with her pleasure.

“Oh god, yes, Cole, yes!” she squealed under me. “You feel amazing!”

Her hands gripped the sleeping bag beneath us. I loved having her pliant like this, letting me take what I wanted from her.

“Damn right I am,” I groaned. “I’m going to take you tonight Tanya. You’re mine.”

The wolf inside of me growled, begging to mount this curvy beauty. I quickly reached down to unbutton her shorts and reached inside. Her panties were wet with desire, just the way I liked it. Tanya sensed where I was headed and hurried to help me strip off the rest of her clothes.

I had to sit back on my knees to take in the view. She laid before me, spread apart for me, her wanton pussy dripping with juices. She was magnificent, and I couldn’t wait any longer to take her.

“Take me, Cole,” she cried, spreading her aching lips with her fingers. “I’m ready to be yours.” I needed no further encouragement than that.

I took off my pants, letting her see just what she was begging for. My cock sprang upwards, curving from a thick nest of curls. A drop of precum beaded the tip, ready to be licked off by my new mate.

“Wow, Cole. You’re so big!” she cried. I could see hesitation in her eyes. It happened often when a woman first saw my package.

“That’s right,” I replied. “Try to fit it in your mouth.” Tanya bent forward slowly, guiding the head past her plump lips. They were soft and wet, and I could slide myself in easily. I could feel her tongue swirling over and under the ridge of my cock, sending sparks down my spine.
My god, if this was her mouth…

Tanya had worked her way down my cock until it bumped against the back of her throat. Slowly, she started to bob her head, working her way up and down my shaft. Watching her give me a blowjob made me so hard.

“Oh Tanya,” I groaned. My hips began to buck, shoving my swollen dick further into her mouth. My hands ran through her hair as she began massaging my cock with her tongue. She began to hum, the vibrations giving new sensations along my girth. It was clear she'd done this more than a few times.

As I felt my climax building, I realized I was going to blow my load before I could take her. Quickly, I pushed Tanya back, careful of her ankle, my cock popping out of her lips.

“Not until I’m inside of you,” I growled. I lowered myself between her legs, letting her lubricate my cock with her pussy. I knew this was going to be the tough part. My manhood rubbed along her slit, unable to reach inside.

My fingers pushed into her wet entrance, loosening her up. My fingers were squeezed by her pussy as I burrowed deep into her, stroking her to release the juices inside her. I felt her melt in ecstasy at my touch, stoking my desire to fill her up with my seed. Knowing that soon she would be bearing my pups made my cock even harder.

“Please Cole,” Tanya pleaded. “I need you in me!”

“I’m going to, don’t you worry,” I groaned, my swollen cock slipping against her wet folds.

Tanya bucked her hips toward me, reinforcing her need for my dick. I gripped my manhood tightly to guide it into her entrance. There was some resistance at first, but finally I managed to work my head into her slit. Her hot pussy was incredibly tight and I could barely fit.

“Oh Cole! I don’t know if I can take all of you,” Tanya cried out, her eyes opening wide. I was pushing myself slowly, not daring to go too fast. I could feel my thick girth spreading her wide for me. Her slick walls clenched around my erection, causing me to groan with pleasure.

“You going to take my cock, Tanya. You’re going to take all of me,” I ordered. I angled myself so I could push deeper into her waiting slit. Finally I felt myself sink to the hilt into her soft warmth.

“Oh yes, Cole, oh yes!” she cried out. “It feels like you’re splitting me apart!” I could feel her tunnel stretch around my cock. I knew that none of her human boys could compare to my manhood. I was about to show her.

I ground myself against her mound, gyrating my hips sideways to stimulate her further. Her hands grabbed at my shoulders, my arms, my back, as if to anchor herself to my cock. I pulled myself out slowly, before slamming myself back into her. I decided it was best to take my time, so that she could get used to my thickness.

“Yes Cole! Just like that! Fuck me, fuck me!” Tanya urged, as my cock rammed into her again and again, the veiny ridges of my member rubbing up against her walls. I could feel her moving with me, our bodies coming together with an audible slap. Her moans became louder and louder, and she tossed her head side to side with excitement.