Laughing she reached down and scratched his abdomen causing his wolf to whine for more. He licked her hand and face as she gave him a good rubdown. After she had a chance to become familiar with his wolf, she stood tall and proud…for all of five seconds as she began to pull her shirt up to shift.
“Oh, for goodness sake, turn around.”
Tilting his head to the side, he simply looked at her. She fidgeted for a moment before turning her back to him.
Yeah, if she thought she was going to get away with that she’d soon find out how wrong she was. He loped around her so he could see her front as she tossed her shirt aside. She peered over her shoulder before jumping a mile when she saw him sitting in front of her. “Ack.”
His tongue hung out of his mouth while his head tilted again. He was attempting to look innocent, but wasn’t sure if he was pulling it off. Inside he was a bundle of nerves. He wanted her so badly that it was difficult to stay idle.
“You stay right there, Tinker. I mean it. I’m tired and I want to get back to your place so we can both fall into bed.” She unbuttoned her pants and pulled the zipper down before he saw her cheeks pinken, “alone.”
He yipped and chased his tail hoping to hurry her along. Mere seconds later he watched as she pulled her bottoms off, his stomach dropped. She was the loveliest woman he had ever seen; trim waist with hips that flared above long luscious legs and small perky breasts with rose colored nipples. He had to restrain his beast from approaching, not sure he could hold back his need for her.
“Quit staring, you beast.” She lowered her body so that she was covering herself. Arms wrapped around her legs hiding all of her good bits. “Now, I expect you not to eat me. Okay? No eating.”
He yipped again to let her know he understood. Unable to resist her scent he approached her side and snuggled his snout into her hair. She allowed him to scent her and even lick her a few times before her shift suddenly was upon her.
He watched fascinated as she took on a glow before sprouting fur and shrinking. It seemed like it took her a long time to complete her shift. Before she was done she was breathing heavy. He stayed still, hoping she was okay while taking the time to admire her bunny. She was so…cute. Grey fur covered her and he knew if he touched her she would be soft. Her pink nose twitched as she stretched her legs and wiggled her ears.
Holy smokes. Tinker had feared his wolf wouldn’t enjoy having a rabbit as a mate, but the instant his wolf saw her he wanted to nuzzle and chase. Bree was indeed his fated in all ways. He’d have to see how her bunny liked his wolf. Approaching slowly, he watched as the bunny trembled slightly before twitching her whiskers, scenting him. The trembling stopped and she took one graceful hop his way before sprinting off. He had only moments to revel in how fast she was before giving chase.
Where did he go? Bree was enjoying running, or better said hopping, through the woods when she realized she couldn’t scent Tinker anymore or hear his paws hitting the soft earth. She panicked briefly and scuttled under a bush for protection. There she waited for Tinker to come find her.
Hearing a rustling to her left, she shimmied out from under the bush and saw a coyote in the distance. Crap, she had forgotten this wasn’t just her playground, but also a place with real predators, non-shifting. She quickly hid back under the bush, but not quick enough that the coyote hadn’t spotted her. She watched as he crawled, belly close to the ground, to get a good look at her. Shivering in fear, she wished Tinker was here to guide her back to his house. She briefly thought about shifting back to human, but wasn’t sure if the coyote would attack her, he looked hungry.
Bree was still shuttering when the coyote launched himself her way. As a sudden howl rent the air as something solid hit the coyote. She opened her eyes and watched as Tinker snapped his jaws at the coyote before chasing it away. Wow, exciting. Her breath was coming fast and her little heart was pounding.
Frozen in place, not able to get her little legs to move quite yet, she watched as Tinker came back toward her. He stuffed his muzzle under the bush and sniffed until he found her. He licked her face before picking her up by her scruff and removing her from the bush. Even after he set her down she remained frozen, fearful for what else was out there.
Not phased at all by what happened, Tinker sat on his haunches in front of her until her breathing evened out. When she calmed, he simply picked her up by the scruff again and began to carry her away.
That was a close call. He had enjoyed seeing his mate finally let loose after only being able to shift in a closed space for all of her life. He chased her, watching her sniff the trees and eat a few wild berries. She had looked so happy. He lost sight of her when she crawled between a few blackberry bushes that would have taken his fur off for sure. He went around and had to scent back to her. Unfortunately, she was already being hunted by a coyote.
He took care of the opportunistic predator and wanted to comfort his mate, but she was too frightened. He really didn’t want this to have been her first experience in the woods. Unable to watch her quiver in fear any longer, he merely picked her up and began trotting toward his house, which wasn’t far.
After the short trip, he placed his Cottontail on the porch so he could change back. It took him moments to shift and when he was done he bent and scooped her up in his hands. She was big for a rabbit, but nothing he couldn’t handle.
Carrying her through the house, he pointed things out as he went, kitchen, living room, bathroom, spare bedroom. He walked into his room, placed her atop his bed, and took a step back. “Time to switch back, my little bunny. You were tired, remember? We have to shower before bed and I don’t know about you, but I’m starving.”
Her whiskers twitched.
“Come on. Shift.”
Suddenly, she hopped to the corner of his bed and presented him with her back. Stubborn bunny.
“Alright, I’m turning around. I hope you don’t expect me to do this all the time.”
He turned his back, now facing the wall where he could see her shadow grow as her magic lit his room. “Can I turn now? Are you okay?”
Tinker heard her take in a deep breath before she said. “That was amazing. I never knew it was like that. I mean, it was very uncool when the thing tried to eat me, but I knew you’d be along to take care of him.”
“Not necessarily take care of him, Thumper. I’m here to take care of you, always, or as long as you’ll have me.”
Thinking it was safe to turn around, he spun to see her lounging on his bed, lying naked above the sheets, her pale skin in sharp contrast to his dark brown comforter. She was beautiful, everything he could ever ask for. He dropped his gaze. “Do you want to eat first or shower?”
Unable to help himself, he lifted his eyes to see confusion cross her brow. What did he do wrong now?
“I’ll shower. Is it okay if I use the one in here?”
“Sure, towels are under the sink. Take your time, I’ll cook.” Attempting to hide his arousal so she wouldn’t be uncomfortable, he turned and walked quickly out the door.
Interesting. Bree stood under the shower, confused about her feelings. She knew Tinker was aroused, she could scent it, but why didn’t he ever act upon it? It felt as if he was he pulling away. He’d never pressed her for attention or pressured her to mate. So why was she annoyed at him for not taking full advantage of her nudity earlier?
Knowing her thoughts were scattered, she tried to focus, but kept getting interrupted with sexy thoughts of Tinker. She wasn’t normally this horny. What was going on? It must be the mate bond. She’d felt it upon their first meet in the car, but with every day, every kind word, and every longing look it had intensified. Especially, now that they were in this beautiful area, and her bunny felt like it finally belonged somewhere; here with Tinker.
Feeling like she’d made her decision and she was ready to irreversibly give herself over to Tinker, she shook with anticipation. She wasn’t even sure she could get through a meal without jumping his solid body. Hur
rying through her shower she washed, scrubbing every inch and loving how her skin felt electrified. She had to fight herself not to linger on her private areas, it felt that good.
She toweled off quickly, then realized she had no clothes. She wrapped the towel around herself and left the bathroom with a cloud of steam. When she entered Tinker’s bedroom, he was sitting on his bed; shoulders slumped, head in his hands.
“Is everything okay?”
His head came up and Bree was shocked at what she saw on his face. Pain, need, longing. “I’m fine, ready for a shower.”
Feeling a bit playful and flirtatious, she popped her hip out and placed her hand on it. “I would have shared.”
His surprise shown briefly, before he rubbed his face again. “I wish I’d have known that offer was on the table a while ago.”
“I can still scrub your back.”
Taking a deep breath, Tinker announced. “You’re my fated. I can’t just have you once. Be careful what you offer, because if you allow me your body, I’ll want it forever.” He closed his eyes hard, “It’s extremely hard smelling your arousal and not being able to claim you. My wolf is riding me hard right now.”
Slowly approaching the bed where he sat, she rubbed his stiff shoulders. “I didn’t realize it was possible for us, but I feel the connection. Honestly, I don’t think I’d be able to leave you if I tried. My rabbit hasn’t ever been so free and she’s happy, happy with her mate. She was able to recognize you when I was so tied up with things being too soon; the human expectations and feelings. I feel it now. You’re the one for me, forever.”
He stared at her with his mouth open.
“I want you every day, every night for the rest of our lives. Make me your mate and we’ll figure out the rest later.”
As soon as she was done speaking she felt his warm hands on her. He’d picked her up and taken her lips in a firm kiss, her legs around his waist, towel bunched between them. “You’re sure? I’m not holding back. I plan on making you mine.”
“Well…”
He growled. It was fierce and hot and exciting, reaching her on a primitive level. She could feel her core contract and prepare for his claim.
“Now, how can a girl resist that? No more questions, no more talking. Claim me, wolf.”
Keeping her in his arms he walked back into the bathroom. “Patience, Thumper, I distinctly remember someone saying they’d wash my back.”
“Shouldn’t we get dirty before we get clean?”
He stopped. “Fair point, let me feed you first. I’d hate for you to swoon during our first mating.”
“Deal, but we eat fast.”
Tinker loved watching her eat. He could watch her lips surround the silverware and glide out of her graceful mouth all day. She was obviously accentuating her lip licking for him, and it was making him hard as a rock knowing she wanted him as much as he wanted her. He’d waited so long and was hesitant to wait even a second more, fearing she would change her mind, but his wolf needed to care for her. It wasn’t until he sat her naked across from him at the table and she blushed so sweetly that he realized this meal was more seduction; a prelude to claiming, if they even made it to the end of the meal.
She’d eaten half of her meal before standing and walking over to the refrigerator, she bent over as she began looking for something. He began drooling. “Can I help you find anything?”
“Nope, I just thought this view would turn you on. I was hoping you’d be full already, because I’m getting tired of waiting for you.”
“I was never very hungry. I’m just trying to keep my hands busy.”
Straightening, she closed the fridge and smiled. “I have something you can do with your hands, but you have to catch me first.”
She barely made it into the hall before she was pushed up against the wall. His firm body surrounded her completely and she inhaled deeply, scenting his happiness at her game.
“I told you never to run from me because I will catch you.” He licked the back of her neck, “And I like catching you.”
“Honestly, I love when you catch me. What do you plan on doing now that you have me?”
He nipped the back of her neck as his hands ran down her sides, skimming the sides of her breasts. It was a light touch, nice, but not enough. She whimpered.
“Do you need more? I can’t wait to learn your body; the things that cause you to soak your panties, that get you so crazy you scream because you need more.”
“Show me. Show me what it’s like. Make me yours, screaming, and then, I’ll make you mine.”
He turned her, picking her up to straddle him. He didn’t want anything between them, so he held her in one arm while he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, letting them fall in a heap to the floor. His stiff cock was aching, but it helped when he lowered her to rub against him. She was slick with want, and as he walked to their room his member rubbed up against her swollen heat with every step. By the time he made it to their room, she was moaning and rubbing her bare chest against him.
Tossing her on the bed, he watched as she bounced, giggling, then came to rest on her back with her legs spread, arms propping her up. He tore his shirt over his head and threw it to the side. “Ready.”
“Bring it.”
Stalking around the bed, he started with her head, kissing her soundly while stroking her hair. Caressing her body with his lips and hands he simply stroked her everywhere until she quaked with need, massaging her shoulders down her arms and kneading her breasts. Always touching lightly until she pressed deeper into him. He was surprised when she placed her own hand at her core.
“Impatient?”
“I can’t take it anymore. I’ve been on edge since dinner. I need to come, and isn’t it my mate’s responsibility to get the job done?”
He gently moved her hand away and began a slow assault. Alternating between soft caresses and firm pressure, he inserted a finger into her soaking channel, loving her moan of pleasure. “I would say it’s more of a pleasure.”
“Have mercy, please, just do it.”
Chuckling, Tinker stopped all movement. “You want this over or do you want me to do it right?”
“Both.”
“Alright, here we go love. Fast first, for you, but then slow for round two.”
Closing her legs she began to laugh. “Oh my gosh, did you just rhyme?”
Moving his finger slowly out of her and back in, he growled. “No talking, no thinking. I have a job to do.”
Curving his finger in her channel, he found her G spot easily. When he applied pressure she almost came off the bed. She watched as he lowered his head to her opening and began a slow assault, allowing his tongue to stroke her engorged clit. Within seconds her passage clamped down on his finger and she screamed his name. It was the hottest thing he’d ever seen.
As she relaxed her legs, he asked, “Forever?”
Panting, she replied. “Forever, my wolf.”
He allowed his fangs to drop. Striking quickly he bit her inner thigh, while she was still coming down from her first orgasm. The bite and his fingers pumping within her channel caused her launch straight into a second orgasm. His life was complete now, he’d claimed his mate.
Chapter 11
Running, running, hopping. Her bunny felt so free, she’d never felt this alive. The scents of the forest infused with the scent of her mate. He was chasing her, always chasing her. Moving to the side, she slid under a bush to hide, hoping he’d catch her then chase her some more before catching her and claiming her again. She shivered as she remembered the feel of his bite. Agonizing about a predator’s fangs for years never knowing how amazing it would feel when she received her first bite. Not just any bite, but the bite of her mate.
She heard something off to her left, breaking branches. He was coming. She huddled down deeper into the bush wanting to make him work to find her, increasing both of their excitement.
A muzzle came at her, but she didn’t recognize it or the scent. It sm
elled like blood and death. Her eagerness died a quick death as soon as she realized she was being hunted. Not as in hunted by her mate who would bite her until she came, and then bite her some more to make sure she was happy, but bite her as in eat her furry flesh for dinner; not cool.
She whimpered and trembled, hoping her mate would come for her. He always came for her. Where was he? She began thumping her back foot in warning to him. She didn’t want to be eaten, but she didn’t want her mate to get hurt either.
The stinky muzzle brushed her fur once before the teeth clamped down on her ear causing excruciating pain. Her bunny screamed as she was dragged from the protection of the bush and she was faced with an angry wolf that looked hell bent on his next meal.
Shooting up in the bed when he heard a scream, Tinker scrambled up to a standing position fully nude, but ready to protect his mate. He scanned the room…nothing. Turning to the bed, he watched as Bree writhed on the bed, sweating as she made the most awful teeth grinding sound in her sleep. Her heart was beating too fast and it appeared she was in the middle of a nightmare.
He shook her gently, “Thumper, wake up.”
She remained agitated, kicking and shaking.
He shook her harder until she finally woke. She didn’t open her eyes right away, but her breathing became shallow as she appeared to be scenting her surroundings. He lifted her into his arms, feeling so helpless. “You’re alright. You’re safe here with me, love. Come on, open those pretty eyes and show me you’re okay.”
She inhaled deeply for a moment, before her eyes popped open. “Wow that was intense. Thanks for waking me up.”
“What happened?”
She smiled and her cheeks became bright red. “I got eaten by a big bad wolf, and not in the good way.”
“Love, you know I’ll always protect you. Your Cottontail is safe with me.”
She hugged him close as she snuggled his chest. “Yeah, I know I’m safe with you.” She ran her hand over his chest, to his back and up to the nape of his neck where she tangled her fingers in his hair. “I had a great time last night.”
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