by Lacy Dae
Kneeling between my legs, he gripped my hips and pulled me hard against him, sinking his rigid cock into my hot tight pussy to the hilt. I cried out at the sudden invasion, and he grunted in satisfaction. Clearly, Shadow liked to be in control. He set a slow pace, fucking me hard and deep, grinding his pelvis against my clit with each stroke. The first few thrusts pulled painfully as friction held us together, but it quickly eased as my pussy juices coated his dick, and began to trickle down across my asshole. I moaned and whined, urging him to go faster, but he set the pace, and it was slow and steady. Pulling my legs up onto his shoulders, he used his grip on my hips to tilt my pussy to his satisfaction.
He grunted as he found his perfect angle, and then began to fuck in earnest, with hard thundering strokes that shoved me across the floor. After each thrust, he’d haul hard on my hips, dragging me back to him, sinking his cock into me once again. The tension of my orgasm began to build, and I crossed my ankles behind his head, to help him fuck me harder. He complied and I could feel my g-spot swell and throb with each stroke. My breathing quickened and my belly tightened as I approached my orgasm. Shadow grinned down at me and…. Stopped. I groaned in protest, I was so close! He pulled his cock from my wet sheath and flipped me over, onto my knees.
He slid his thick rod into my pussy once more, and began fucking me hard again. This position let his cock reach new depths of my tight cunt, and I moaned and shuddered as his dick pressed up against my cervix. Each stroke was on the edge of pain, a sensation that crawled from inside my twat to latch onto my hipbones. I rode the edge between pain and pleasure, and barely landed on the pleasure side. Again, the muscles in my belly and legs began to tighten as I neared the point of no return. I reached down to rub my clit, but Shadow had other ideas. He intercepted my hand, and pulled it up behind me, holding my arm straight out behind me. Pausing for a moment, he reached forward and grabbed my other hand. I nearly face-planted in the dirt, and desperately adjusted my balance to stay up on my knees. Pulling on my wrists, he was able to fuck me harder, lifting my body to be nearly in line with his. I moaned as I once again approached my peak, and the bastard stopped, again!
“Damnit, Shadow!” I protested.
He grinned down at me again, and pushed me down to lie on my stomach. Leaning over me, he teased me with short quick thrusts of his large cock into my aching pussy. I was desperate for him to fuck me hard, but he wanted to make me beg. So I did.
“Please fuck me, please, please,” I pleaded with him. “Fuck me hard, for God’s sake!” My pussy ached from the near-orgasms, and the feel of his cock sliding slowly and gently in and out of my hot gash was driving me insane. “Please!” I begged him.
With a satisfied smirk, he did. He forced his long hard cock deep into my pussy, and began to pound it roughly, each thrust shoving me forward across the dirt. I clawed at the dirt, moaning in need, and he responded by gripping my hips to fuck me harder and faster. His breathing quickened and he jerked and howled as his hot cum was deposited into my throbbing wet cunt. His twitching cock sent me over the edge, and my vision whited out as the orgasm roared out of my twat and shivered down into my legs and toes.
When I could see again, Shadow was standing across the fire from me once more. There was a look in his eyes, commanding and wanting, and then he changed back into his wolf shape. The reverse transformation was equally fascinating, as thick fur rapidly grew out of slick skin, and the lean lines of the wolf reappeared from the strong shape of the man. He turned and loped out of the den. I was alone, for now, but still trapped by the blizzard.
I curled up in the ruins of my clothes, and slept for awhile by the fire.
The sound of claws on dirt woke me a few hours later. A dark grey brindled wolf was entering the den, and I recognized him by the scar that cut through the fur across his nose. Scar-face. I didn’t know for sure why he’d come, but I could guess, and it left me cold with fear. Scar-face was the one wolf who had taken sexual pleasure in hurting me.
As I watched, Scar-face transformed into his human shape. He was burly and hairy, with dark brown hair and a scar cutting across his cheek. He lip was curled in a permanent sneer, and he stalked towards, his hands grasping. I back-pedaled. I might not be able to avoid what was coming, but I’d be damned if I’d make it easy on him.
He walked towards me, slowly. He could’ve lunged, and grabbed me immediately, but he was aroused by my fear. A low rumbling growl, almost subsonic, played on my nerves, and gave me goose-bumps. I’d been so focused on the wolf in front of me that I’d lost track of my position, and squeaked embarrassingly when I bumped into the wall. He laughed at me and I lost my temper.
I launched myself at him, fist ready. I must’ve surprised him, because otherwise he’d never have let me land a blow on him. My punch snapped straight into his nose. He howled in startled pain, and tackled me onto the floor. Straddling me, he tried to grab my hands to pin me, but I was more intent on hurting him. I clawed at his face, leaving bright red lines of blood across his cheek. He grunted at the pain, but caught first one wrist, then the other. Holding both wrists in one huge hand, he leaned over me and pinned them to the ground over my head. For a moment, he paused and just sat on me, looking down. I could see that he was making a decision of some kind, and he suddenly rose up onto his knees. He released my wrists, gripped me by my shoulders and flipped me over, face first into the dirt.
I inhaled in shock, and then coughed and wheezed on the dirt in my mouth. He took advantage of my distraction to force my legs apart with his knee, and I could feel his hard cock in the crack of my ass. Was he going to…?
Yes, he was. The thick head of his dick was pushing against my asshole, and I shivered at the sensation. My tender ring was very sensitive, and the pressure was turning me on. That pissed me off, and I hissed and howled in protest. I wasn’t nearly turned on enough for him to be able to get his dick in there, and he huffed in frustration when that dawned on him. He turned and put his knee in the small of my back to hold me down. I could feel his hair brushing against my ass as he leaned down.
His hot tongue began to work its way down my ass-crack, as two fingers plunged shockingly deep into my pussy. He began to grind them into me hard, reaching for that special spot deep within, and I moaned as my pussy juices began to flow. His tongue reached my asshole, and he licked and nibbled it, coaxing it to open for him. The tip of his tongue flicked against the center of it, a delicious warm pressure that my ass yielded to. Suddenly his tongue was replaced by his thumb, pressing gently and rhythmically against my asshole. It opened eagerly for him, and he shoved it in to the knuckle. I could feel his thumb and fingers rubbing against each other, through the thin membrane that separated my ass from my cunt. The sensation made me groan and squirm, which he took as an indication of readiness.
Removing his hand abruptly, he once more mounted me and lined his cock up with my asshole. The pressure was painful at first, but gradually my ass opened up to accept his thick cock. I gasped as he slowly worked it in, sinking his cock deeply in to my asshole. He paused for a moment, and then slowly drew it back out, enjoying the feel of my tight ass gripping his hard cock. He fucked my ass slowly at first, to open it fully, and then more rapidly as it loosened for him. I moaned under him, and worked one hand down my stomach towards my clit. It was swollen and slick, and I rubbed my firm nub between two fingers in time with his thrusts. I could feel his heavy balls slap against my hot cunt with each thrust, and I started to lift my hips against him, so he could fuck me harder.
He accepted that invitation, and began to fuck my ass more roughly. He grunted and moaned, paused for moment, and then pulled out abruptly. He stood up, grabbed my shoulders and yanked me to my feet. Shoving me hard, he sent me stumbling face-first into the wall. He immediately came up behind me, crushing me into the wall, and lifted me a few inches. Holding me up by my hips, he slammed his thick hard cock into my waiting asshole. I gasped at the rough invasion, and he quickly captured my wrists with one hand again, p
inning them to the wall over my head. This left him with one hand free, which he crossed in front of my body, between me and the wall, reaching down until he could shove his fingers into my tight hot cunt. I was thoroughly caught, and he finger-fucked me as he ass-fucked me. He lifted me up and down by the fingers buried in my twat, and I could feel his cock slide in and out of my eager asshole.
The sensation of his fingers rubbing against his cock through the slick divide between my cunt and ass made me groan out loud. Apparently he could feel it too, as he moaned and picked up the pace. He released my wrists and grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling my head painfully back and to the right. Then he sank his teeth into my shoulder, over the marks left by Shadow the previous day. The head of his dick swelled in my ass as he approached his orgasm, and my tension mounted as I neared my own.
His teeth tightened on my shoulder, and I felt a hot rivulet of blood run down my back. That extra sensation seemed to have been the tipping point, as I came hard and fast, jerking and shaking from the force of it. It was harsh and sharp, like the wolf fucking me. My asshole and twat clenched tightly around him as the waves of pain-edged pleasure rolled through me. He shook and howled suddenly, as he began cumming in my ass, shooting it full of his thick hot load. It seemed to go on for forever, as he shuddered and leaned into me, and then he was done. He pulled out his cock and fingers, licked his fingers, winked at me, and then left. Fucker had style.
After he was gone, I curled up to sleep some more. I had been there for hours, and my stomach was starting to growl. It seemed like the wolves wanted me alive, but I had no idea how to ask them for food. I had canned food in the blind that would last me for a few days, but what would happen after that? What if they didn’t let me go?
I dozed off for a little bit, and woke to a tickling sensation in my ear. When I opened my eyes, I saw the laughing grin of a happy canine, on a pale grey wolf. He nudged me with his nose towards the right, and I saw a dead rabbit on the ground. I guess he’d brought me dinner. He walked over the rabbit and sat, apparently waiting for a pat on the head. His lupine grin looking up at me was charming, and I tentatively touched his fur, which was silky and warm. He panted happily for a moment, and then left the cave, tail wagging behind him. What a sweetie.
I looked the rabbit over. It had a few puncture wounds from being caught, but otherwise seemed like a clean kill. I mentally thanked the zoology professor who taught me to skin and clean animals, found a sharp rock, and got to work preparing the rabbit. When it was clean, I used a handy stick as a skewer and held it over the fire for a good long while. It started to smell divine quickly, and I ate it as soon as I felt like it was at least partly cooked through.
With a full tummy, I felt a bit better about my situation. God only knows what was going on, but at least I wouldn’t starve. I heard a soft whine, then, and looked over to find the pale wolf was back. He looked at me intently, more serious than he’d been earlier, and then changed into the young blonde man I remembered from the other day.
This wolf had none of the commanding presence of Shadow, or the casual brutality of Scar-face. He seemed younger and softer, less of a predator and more of a puppy. He approached me in a tentative, open-handed way. He was slim and straight, with long limbs and a swimmer’s build. His blonde hair straggled into his eyes, giving him a boyish look that matched his hesitant smile. However, he definitely knew what he was there for (or what I was there for), as he had an eager erection standing at attention, bouncing with every step.
He reached for me, and I braced myself, but it was a gentle touch, a stroke of each hand down my arms. He lightly tugged me towards him, and I went willingly. I really needed a cuddle by then. He held me with my head tucked under his chin, and his hands rubbing up and down my back. My tension faded away, and I leaned into his welcome strength. I could feel his stiff cock pressed against my belly, but it wasn’t intrusive or threatening, just warm and solid. He tipped my chin up and began nibbling and licking down my neck, making me giggle and squirm. That put a smile on his face, and he did it again, to see if it got the same reaction. It did.
He knelt down beside, looking up at me, and began to lick his way up my leg, from my knee to my thigh. The warm wet touches made my belly clench, and I felt an unfurling deep inside as my pussy began to moisten. He could smell my arousal, and slid his hand up between my legs, to brush and tease against my swollen clit. I went to lie down next to him, but he stopped me, holding me up. Apparently he wanted me to stand, so I did, shifting to part my legs for him. He looked up at me, smiled, and then raised his face to my cunt.
I could feel his warm breath stirring against my tender clit, and then his tongue was running along the folds of my pussy. He played for a few seconds with my labia, sucking on them and licking them, making me moan. Then he focused on my clit, and swirled his tongue over it, making me gasp. Seeing how much I liked that, he did it again. He brought up his hand, and began to tease the entrance of my twat, dipping his finger just barely inside my canal and then pulling it out again, while his tongue lightly flicked against my clit. He circled the entrance before pushing further inside, reaching deeper into my tight wet pussy. I squirmed and moaned, my cunt aching for a firmer touch, but he just wanted to tease. I reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair, pushing his face more firmly against me, hoping he’d get the hint. He began to lap against my clit more firmly, and pushed his finger fully into my eager pussy, moving it in and out and pressing hard against that special spot. My knees began to weaken and I moaned from the sensations pouring into me.
I pushed on his shoulders, and he looked hurt for a second, before he realized that I wanted him to lie down. I knelt down over him, straddling his face, and leaned forward to cup his swollen prick. He buried his face between my thighs, probing my pussy with an eager tongue, and straining upwards to push his cock into my hands. Leaning down, I wrapped my mouth around his rigid cock, circling my tongue around its swollen head. He groaned into my cunt, the vibration against my clit making me gasp, and then dove his tongue deep into my waiting hole. I responded by swirling my tongue around the slot in the head of his dick, tasting the pre-cum that had accumulated there.
We developed a rhythm together, as he fucked me with his clever tongue and I buried his cock deep in my throat. My cunt aching for his cock, I lifted myself off of his face and swung around. Straddling his hips, I sank down on his thick rod, sobbing for a breath as it finally reached the spot deep inside me whose emptiness had tormented me. I paused for a moment, looking down at him, and he reached up and cupped my breasts, lightly pinching my nipples between his fingers. I began to rise and sink on that firm cock, riding it slowly, quickening my pace as the tension in my belly mounted. His grip on my breasts helped support me, and he rocked his hips, thrusting upwards as I was sliding down. Suddenly he gripped my hips, stopping my motion, just as I had nearly reached orgasm. I groaned in frustration. He lifted me off of him, and then laid me down by the fire on my side.
Kneeling at my knees, he lifted my top leg to lie on his shoulder, and straddled my lower leg. He pushed forward, sinking his hard dick into my eager pussy. This position pointed the tip of his cock right at my g-spot, and I moaned as the head of his dick rammed against it. With every thrust, I could feel that spot swell and heat, and he fucked me harder and faster, until my orgasm broke over me, like a tingling spray of cool water. It ran from my twat down to my toes, and then back up, and the aftershocks shook me again and again. My cunt clenched tightly around his cock, and he fucked me hard and fast until he came to a shuddering halt, filling my convulsing pussy with his hot cum.
When he finished, he lay down beside me for a few moments, and we cuddled in the glow of the fire. It felt good simply to be held for a few moments, even if he wasn’t human. Then he sighed deeply, brushed my hair with his hand, and left.
At this point, I was starting to get an inkling of what was going on. The werewolves were each taking a turn with me, individually, and seemed to be trying to i
mpress me (or in Scar-face’s case, piss me off). Maybe they thought that I would stay and be a mate for one of them? Sometimes, when a wolf pack gets too big, or a wolf who was not the alpha becomes too dominant, the pack will split. When that happens, a new breeding couple would get the chance to lead the newly formed pack. Did they think I could be an alpha female for one of them? Didn’t they realize I was human?
A few hours passed, as I dozed and rested by the fire. The howling gale from the wind had dropped to a dull murmur, as the blizzard passed on. It was still too cold to risk leaving the den without a coat, but perhaps when day came… If I could make it back to the blind, I had some spare clothes and blankets packed away. Maybe I could still escape. I peered out through the entrance of the den, but it was black outside. How long had I been in the den? Had a full day passed? I was so disoriented that it was hard to know.
Hearing the pad of paws through the snow, I ran back towards the fire. I didn’t know how the wolves would react to an escape attempt, and I didn’t really want to find out. A large dark grey wolf slipped inside the den, followed by a wiry brown one. They sat on either side of the entrance, like statues, watching me. Then more wolves arrived: the young pale one, Scar-face, and Shadow. They spread themselves evenly around the inside of the den, hugging the walls, staring at me intently. A few moments passed in strained silence, while all I could hear was the sound of my breathing.
Finally, the alpha male and female arrived. He was a very large, grizzled grey wolf, with the scars of many kills crossing his skin. She was smaller and lean, white, and had unusual blue eyes. The surrounding wolves bowed their heads and lowered their eyes, out of respect for their alphas. The alphas walked towards the fire, and then changed. I still hadn’t gotten use to it, and watched fascinated as their fur receded against a tide of smooth skin, and their bones reformed into a human outline. In human form, the alphas were beautiful, rugged and athletic, feral and wild. They focused their gaze on me, searching my eyes for something… some quality that they wanted me to possess. Then they glanced towards each other. A decision had been made.
