Pursued by the Pack

by Lacy Dae

  The two cocks in my twat started to move in unison, sliding in and out of my stretched pussy as the fingers in my ass plunged in repeatedly. Each doubled thrust pressed painfully hard against my g-spot and cervix, pain and pleasure mixing in the core of me. In just a few hard strokes, the mixed sensations pushed me over the peak, and I screamed as I came, muffled by the solid flesh in my mouth. My mind whited out and I lost all sense of self, for one instant truly bonded with the pack I despised.

  The squeezing contractions of my pussy proved too much for the wolves fucking me, and they howled and jerked as they came, shooting thick ribbons of cum deep inside my quivering cunt. The alpha dragged his fingers from my throbbing ass, wiping them on the blanket before grabbing another fistful of my hair. He drove his cock hard into my mouth for a few more strokes, making me gag, before shuddering and bellowing as he released his load down my throat, a hot salty stream that I gulped down desperately. All three wolves pulled their cocks out of me, slapping me on the ass and pulling my hair for good measure. "Don't worry, next time we'll take our time and really work all those holes you've got," the blonde wolf sneered at me, as he walked with the dark-haired wolf to the door. I shuddered in revulsion, ducking my face to hide my expression, even as I trembled in the aftershocks of my intense orgasm. The alpha still had his grip in my hair, though, and yanked me around to face him directly.

  That's when I noticed that I couldn't feel the wolves outside anymore, my pack-mates. Their rage and frustration had been in the back of my mind the whole time, a dissonant counterpoint to the pleasure and lust I was feeling and projecting to the wolves who had captured me. The alpha noticed, sensing my sudden shock with his hand still tangled in my hair. "Ha! You're whoring for me now, and those feral wolves don't want your filth in their pack anymore. They don't want to feel you slutting around." He leaned in close, until I could feel his hot breath on my cheek. "You're nothing to them, but don't worry, they'll be dead soon anyways!" I nearly sobbed in sudden despair, stricken by the fear that he was right. Had they misunderstood what I was doing? Didn't they realize I was trying to help? I struggled to keep these feelings to myself, not wanting to give away the game to the psycho in front of me. He threw me back down against the bed, laughing, and turned to follow the other wolves leaving the cabin.

  As they left, I slumped down face-first onto the bed, panting and shuddering as I struggled to regain control of my emotions. Despite the titanic orgasm, I felt filthy, sullied from what I'd done, what I'd allowed them to do to me. If I had given the beta male the time he needed to free my pack-mates, then it had been worth it. But I had no clue what the plan had been, or what the next step was supposed to be, and the sudden break in the mental contact led me to fear the worst: that the wolves had run, and abandoned me to this freakish pack for the rest of my hellish life. I curled into a ball and tried to push the thoughts out of my mind, struggling to keep calm and trust in the beta wolf and my pack-mates.

  I had nearly succeeded when violent swearing outside startled me, jerking me to sit upright on the bed. The huge alpha male burst back into the cabin, grabbing me by my arms and dragging me bodily off the bed as I screamed in shocked pain from his bruising grip. "You fucking bitch!" He slammed me against the walls, rattling the windows in their frames. "Where the fuck are they?!?" Terror shot through me, as his enraged expression left no doubt that he'd kill me if he thought I had helped my pack-mates escape.

  "I-I-I" I stuttered, and he shook me hard, rattling my teeth before slamming me against the wall once more. "I don't know! I swear, I don't know what happened!" Through the mental contact he'd reestablished by grabbing him, he could sense my honesty and that I sincerely had no clue where the wolves were now or how'd they escaped. That only maddened him further and his fist smashed into my face, cutting my lip against my teeth. As I tasted blood and struggled to recover from the blow, he growled in my face, low and threatening with teeth bared, his breath hot with malevolence. I could feel the black violence rising in him, the urge to spray the walls of the cabin with my blood, and I went limp and submissive in instinctive response.

  After a terror-filled minute, he snorted in disgust and dropped me, accepting my submission. "Useless fucking whore." He kicked me, hard, and I felt a snapping pain in my side, ribs cracking from the blow. I whimpered and curled up on the floor, protecting my injured side. Kicking me again, he turned to leave. "Well, they sure as hell ain't coming back for a slut like you, so I'll have to hunt them down later. Damn! At least I'll still get to kill Fuck-face today." The ache of the empty space in my mind where the pack bond had been overcame the ache in my side, and I sobbed there on the floor for quite awhile. What if the brutal alpha was right? Had they abandoned me, to return to the forest? Was this what the rest of my life was going to be like?

  As I lay there, crying hard and gasping for breath, the light began to fade outside the cabin. Dusk was arriving, and with it, the formal challenge ritual. The crazed alpha was going to kill the blue-eyed beta male who'd helped me so much, if he was still around. There was nothing I could do to stop it. Then I would be truly alone, and when the full moon rose I'd telepathically bond with this insane pack, to be their fuck-toy until they killed me. Hopelessly, I dragged myself to my feet. Maybe I'd been left unguarded, and could make a break for the forest.

  Walking slowly out of the cabin, hunched over from the pain in my side, I strained to see into the growing darkness of a forest at sunset. Before I'd taken more than two steps, however, I was grabbed by the blonde werewolf. "You don't want to miss this, girlie!" He dragged me off into the trees, his pull on my arm sending searing pain through my broken ribs. A little-used path led down into a creek bed, and then climbed to the top of tall hill. The wolf set a rapid pace, and I was gasping for breath by the time we reached the summit. A ring of ten tall stones stood on the hill like a crown, and the ground between them was barren and rocky. The alpha male was already inside, flexing his arms and shoulders like a boxer warming up for a big fight. But there was no sign of the beta male who had so courageously challenged him.

  "Get in here, Fuck-face, you coward! You too scared to face me?" bellowed the alpha, the sudden noise startling a flock of birds on a nearby tree into panicked flight. His two subordinate wolves yipped and howled in support on either side of me, a cacophony of sound that assaulted my ears. I prayed for his sake that the beta male had simply run, gone with my pack-mates to the safety of the deep forest. I didn't want to watch him get ripped to bloody shreds by the insane animal now strutting around the perimeter of the stone ring. He circled until he stood in front of me, staring at me intently. "Hell, if Fuck-face's run off like the little bitch he is, at least we've got her here for some fun!"

  Icy prickles ran down my skin as his meaning sunk in. I shook my head frantically, nearly hyperventilating, as the blonde wolf obediently began to pull me towards the stone circle, bare feet sliding on the sharp rocks as I tried to resist. I'd done what I had to do to help the beta free my pack-mates, but if these awful men thought I'd roll over for them when I was on my own, then they were dead wrong. I couldn't live like this, a sex-doll for a lunatic's whims, beaten and silenced. I'd make them kill me first. I clawed at the blonde wolf, feeling skin catch under my nails, but he casually backhanded me, slamming me against the stone pillar and knocking the breath out of me.

  As I stood there, gasping and bleeding from the blow, a solitary howl arose from the forest behind us, haunting and clear, defiance ringing through every note. The alpha tilted his head, frowning. "That's not..." His words ended abruptly as a solid-black wolf raced into the stone circle and slammed into the back of his knees, knocking him to the ground. The black wolf's shape blurred and stretched until my dark-skinned pack-mate stood there, tall and proud over the fallen alpha. He spoke two raspy, harsh words, the only ones I'd ever heard from him, "I challenge."

  Both werewolves were naked, but the differences between them could not have been starker as the alpha scrambled to his feet, his fury as ob
vious as the blood pouring from his nose, broken when he hit the ground. The crazed alpha was a huge burly man, bulging with muscles, yet still light on his feet. He was dramatic, posturing threateningly and swearing at his challenger. "You think you can take me? I don't fucking think so!" The dark-skinned wolf facing him was lithely built, lean and narrow with a dancer's grace even on human feet. He was silent after issuing the challenge, as the two wolves circled each other cautiously, eyes never looking away. The alpha broke under the rising tension first, crossing the few steps between them with his massive fist cocked for a punishing blow.

  I gulped, my euphoria at seeing my pack-mate fading into worry. Could even this feral wolf take on the monster? But he merely swayed to one side, easily dodging the bone-cracking blow. His return blow snapped the alpha's head back, leaving blood pouring down from a shallow cut in his forehead. The alpha snarled and tossed his head, shaking off the punch and clearly unfazed by it. He retaliated with a freight-train rush into the smaller man, lifting him and carrying backwards until they smashed into one of the tall stones edging the circle. Pinning my pack-mate against the stone with one fist, the alpha repeatedly hammered hard blows into his side with his free hand.

  I closed my eyes, listening to the fleshy impacts as the alpha laid into the dark-skinned wolf. Through the renewed pack bond, I could feel the echo of each painful blow, and I collapsed to my knees in anguish. Despite the pain, though the dark wolf's mind was clear and focused, holding a sense of waiting patience. Then an opening occurred as the alpha drew back his fist for a mighty blow. The wolf he'd pinned hooked a leg around his knee, and then shoved off from the solid pillar behind him. As the stone column swayed and began to fall, the alpha was knocked down onto one knee, and my now-free pack-mate launched a passing attack, a grazing swipe that drew blood from the alpha's mouth. The feral wolf crossed the circle, putting distance between the two combatants as the stone pillar fell with a resounding crash, shaking the earth beneath my feet.

  Frustrated with the limitations of their human forms, both werewolves began to shift, sliding and twisting back into their lupine shapes. One wolf was black and lithe, while the other was brown and massive in build. They circled each other, lips drawn back to reveal sharp fangs while a deep rumbling growl trembled the air between them. Then the brown wolf attacked, a solid rush going for the throat of the smaller black wolf. The black wolf dove down to evade the attack, and caught one hind foot between his deadly jaws. An audible crack was heard as the bone broke, and the alpha yelped in pained surprise, now limping on three legs. He dropped back, shaking his head in confusion, struggling to comprehend how he could lose this fight. The black wolf took the opportunity presented, and closed in, one long canine catching in the throat of the larger wolf. Steaming blood spurted through the air with each heartbeat, as the alpha collapsed to the ground, bleeding out into a crimson puddle. And just like that, the fight was over.

  The black wolf lifted his bloodied muzzle to the darkening sky and howled in triumph, and I whooped along with him, sharing his exultation in his win. Two more howls came from the woods surrounding us, and a brown wolf with scarred face came into the circle, nuzzling and nudging against the black wolf. A thin, scruffy-looking grey wolf hung nervously around the edge of the circle, his bright blue eyes nervous. The wolves shifted form, stretching upwards as their sleek fur shrank into smooth skin, and I ran into the circle, throwing myself into the arms of my pack-mates, weeping and laughing. We stood there for a long moment, drinking in the comfort of the pack bond, at last unmarred by fear or anger.

  A nervous cough caught our attention, as the dark-haired man gingerly stepped closer, his blonde pack-mate close behind. "W-what about us? Can we be in your pack?" He directed this question to the dark wolf, clearly accepting him as an alpha, but his eyes flicked towards me, glimmering with lust. I shuddered, drawing back and stepping behind my pack-mates. The dark-skinned wolf glanced down at me and ran a reassuring hand down my back. Then he turned to the two hopeful wolves.

  "Leave." The word was stark, and its meaning was utterly clear: leave or we'll kill you. The men nodded, gulping and glancing at each other, then shifted into their lupine shapes and ran for the trees, clearly hoping to get a safe distance away before the full moon linked them into a pack where they weren't wanted.

  The scruffy, painfully thin wolf at the edge of the circle whined softly and edged in closer, crawling on his belly and trembling visibly. It was the beta male who had helped us so much, now hesitant and uncertain about his welcome. I ran to him, hugging him and feeling his rough fur. "Stay with us." I told him, feeling him struggle between hope and fear. The full moon was rising over the trees, and I could sense the power of its silvery light, dappling my skin and stirring a wildness deep in the core of my soul. The blue-eyed beta male shifted, transforming back into his human form, and I walked with him back to my pack-mates.

  As the pale glow of the moonlight fell upon us, the barriers between our minds broke down. Sensory memories flickered through my mind, of running and chasing, the thrill of the hunt and the satisfaction of a clean kill, playing in the snow and sleeping with the warmth of the pack. Visions of the men's lives touched me briefly, and I knew them, deeply, knew their hearts and souls as well as I knew my own. We were joined in the moon-light, linked intimately by the pack-bond, and we would never be alone again. Beckoned by the moon, our skins and bones flowed, reshaping me and my pack-mates, until four wolves stood howling up to the night sky in haunting harmony, completing the bonding ritual. The men changed back to human shapes, but I stood there for a moment longer, admiring my four white feet, before shifting back into my human skin.

  The euphoria of the bonding turned to lust as I felt the men's smooth skins under my hands, their hardening cocks pressing against me. Fingers brushed against my pussy, and I moaned and spread my legs, balancing precariously. The beta male dropped to knees before me, his blue eyes gleaming, and buried his face against me, as his hot tongue swirled around my stiffening clit. I leaned back into the arms of the dark-skinned wolf, his hands reaching around me to tweak and tease my nipples. Together, they lowered me onto my back on the huge, slanted stone piller, newly fallen and still warm from the heat of the day. Above me, the full moon glowed lush and ripe against a backdrop of crystalline stars.

  The dark-skinned wolf knelt beside me with his strong erection jutting out from his taut belly. Facing him, I pulled his firm cock deeply into my wet mouth, moaning around it as the beta male licked at my clit rapidly, sending quick pulses of pleasure through my body as he sank one long finger deep into my hungry pussy. I reached down with my free hand, holding his face against me as he lapped at my tender folds, shoving his fingers in as deep as he could. The dark-skinned wolf thrust his cock into my mouth, stretching my lips and brushing the back of my throat. I pulled back, releasing his cock reluctantly. I'd loved feeling firm warmth in my mouth, but my pussy ached to be filled by his hard length.

  I pushed the beta male away, turning over and raising myself onto my knees, with my hands grasping the high edge of the slanted rock-face. The dark-skinned wolf moved to kneel between my legs, pressing his rigid cock against the soft folds of my pussy as I whimpered in frustration. The scarred wolf, who had been watching and stroking his own huge dick, moved over and grabbed a hard fistful of my hair. He yanked my head to the side, pressing his cock against my lips. I opened my mouth eagerly, and groaned as the wolf behind me sank his cock into my wet pussy in one hard thrust.

  The two wolves set up a practiced rhythm, slamming my body between them as they fucked my mouth and pussy. Pleasure built in me, but I jerked and nearly fell when I felt a brush of lips against my belly. The beta male had squirmed his head between me and the rock, and wiggled around until I could feel his hot breath on the tender flesh being pounded by the dark wolf's cock. He licked and teased at my clit with his teeth, while inserting one long finger along-side the cock fucking my pussy, further stretching the entrance to my body. I cried out as the
tension building inside me peaked, a swirling tide of pleasure that poured from my throbbing pussy down through my toes, making me shudder and jerk between the men fucking me.

  The dark wolf sent up a triumphant howl as he felt my quivering pussy clench around his thrusting cock. He pounded roughly into me for a few more strokes, and bayed again as his cock jerked and spasmed deep in my pussy, his hot load spurting deep inside me. As the dark wolf finished and pulled his cock from my wet cunt, the scarred wolf pulled his cock out of my mouth and stood. Gripping my shoulders, he yanked me up onto my feet to stand in front of him. He reached down and wrapped his rough hands around my thighs to lift me, as I desperately clutched his shoulders to keep my balance. As soon I as I could, I wrapped my legs around his waist, the hard head of his cock nudging at the entrance of my pussy.

  I moaned as his huge cock parted my folds, sinking deeply into my tight pussy. Then he lifted me again, his large hands on my thighs moving me up and down along his hard shaft. He stroked deeply, his dick pressing hard against my g-spot, deep inside my clenching cunt. Then, suddenly, he stopped, his cock sunk in to the hilt, and I whimpered in disappointment. I felt another set of hands on my waist, tilting me forward towards the wolf holding me and exposing my ass to the cool night air. My puckered asshole brushed against the dark wolf's still-hard cock, wet with my pussy juices. He sank it in slowly, opening my ass inch by inch as his throbbing member pressed inward, until he was fully sheathed in my ass.

  The wolves alternated their strokes in my writhing body, as I clutched at the broad shoulders of the scarred wolf. His massive cock in my pussy was pressed firmly against the cock buried in my ass, the combined pressure against my g-spot sending shuddering waves of pleasure through me with each stroke. I moaned and clawed at the wolf in front of me, as they picked up the pace, pounding their hard cocks into my pussy and ass, filling me completely. The pleasure built, twisting inside me, and then burst, flooding my nerve-endings with tingling ecstasy as I cried out in helpless response.