by CarrieKelly
Moving through the water Muriel searched for him. Even in the darkness she could sense life, but she didn’t see anything! Then, near the surface, she spotted a huge wolf paddling toward the shore. Waves kept breaking over the poor beast’s head and for each stride it made in progress another wave shoved it backwards twice as far.
That didn’t make any sense! She saw Raul go over and now he was nowhere to be found! And where the hell did that wolf come from?
As the beast drew closer she noticed the remains of a tuxedo jacket clinging to its great furry body. Did that mean the wolf was Raul? Was that even possible? Well, if she was a mermaid, why not? The only problem was she couldn’t really pull a big wolf back on the yacht; they’d have to swim to shore instead.
Without a word to the beast, she wrapped her arms around it and beat her tail against the current. They shot forward in one swift bound. To Muriel’s surprise, the wolf didn’t growl. He just did his best to keep his head above the water as she swam toward land.
By the time they reached the shore the moon shone high over their heads. Raul’s body hung cold and limp in her arms as she dragged him onto the sand. Pushing down on his chest, he coughed and sputtered, whining as he tried to get to his feet.
“Calm down. You nearly drowned out there so you’ll be weak for a little while,” she said and ran her hands over his sopping coat.
The animal turned its keen eyes to hers and looked over her tail flapping in the gentle waves. Slowly the wolf shifted back into a man, and Raul sat naked in front of her- his hair dripping into his face and his muscular chest ripe and ready for action. His hazel eyes seemed to pick out the starlight and reflect it back at her while the broken crook of his nose gave his stunning good looks a semblance of ruggedness. He looked so perfectly fuckable she nearly kissed him right then and there!
“You saved me, Muriel,” he said in a voice still rough from seawater.
“What else could I do? You were drowning out there. I- I didn’t even know you knew my name.”
His eyes traveled over her body, and she blushed at how unkempt she must look. Wet hair and running mascara- just lovely! Raul stopped when he got to her chest and raised a sculpted eyebrow. “You are a beautiful woman with perfect assets. How could I not notice you?”
Muriel glanced down and the heat rushed to her cheeks. Of course her dress slipped down while she swam, and now her perky breasts stood at sharp attention in the cool evening air. If she pulled up the top he’d know she was embarrassed, but it she left it down what did that mean? He just said she was beautiful so maybe she stood a chance with him!
“Um, thank you,” she said and glanced between his legs at the half hard cock nestled in its bed of curls. “You have some admirable assets as well.”
The corner of his mouth turned up just slightly. “In my human form perhaps, but I’m an animal, Muriel. A wolf. It’s a dark secret.”
She flipped her tail against the sand. “Look at me! I’m part fish for Triton’s sake! I think I know a thing or two about secrets.”
Reaching forward, he stoked his strong hands over her pearlescent scales. The heat of his fingers seeped into her veins and sent shockwaves of lust over his body. Could he be her true love? They’d have to kiss in order to find out.
“But I have a wolfish hunger, Muriel. I can’t contain myself at times,” Raul growled.
“What does that mean? Wait! Do you want to eat me?” she cried and crawled back across the sand. The waves washing over the shore kept her body in its mermaid state. How was she supposed to get away from a hungry wolf?
Raul moved toward her- his tight muscles shifting under his skin and his eyes aglow with moonlight. “More than you can possibly imagine.”
Muriel flopped toward the sea- her only chance of escape. This couldn’t be happening! She’d just saved his life and now he wanted to eat her! Her father was right! Land dwellers were bloodthirsty maniacs!
Waves rolled onto the sand and broke over her body, but she needed depth in order to move freely. Then Raul’s strong hands grabbed her tail and yanked her farther onto the beach and away from the freedom of the ocean beyond. Slowly, he crawled over her trembling body, his hands hot and purposeful on her scales and skin.
She pushed his shoulders, but she might as well have tried pushing a boulder; he hardly moved an inch. Staring into his impossibly handsome face, she begged. “Please! Don’t eat me!”
His lips turned up into a smirk. “I think you’ll enjoy it,” he snarled and lowered his mouth to her hardened nipples. His teeth grazed the pink nubs as he suckled, jolts of heady desire flowing through Muriel’s body at his touch.
“Ah,” she gasped and wound her fingers into his thick mane of hair. This was unexpected but not unappreciated.
Raul’s fingers lingered over her tail’s scales, the scorching heat of his hands burning with need all over her body. His lips traveled down her stomach, each kiss filling her world with trembling delight. “Can you transform back into a woman?” he asked as his tongue teased her belly button. The full hardness of his cock pressed into her side, exciting her even more. Sure, she’d had other lovers, but none of those men made her heart skip a beat when she looked at them.
“Yes, but I have to dry off first,” she moaned.
Raul grinned a wolfish grin and licked up her chest. “But I want you soaking wet, my darling,” he said and pressed his lips into hers.
Fireworks exploded under her eyes as they kissed; their tongues dancing the tango in perfect unison as she gripped onto his strong back and pressed her chest into his muscular body. The scent to sea air and wolf musk filled her nose; her veins igniting with lust as she gave into the moment- gave into her desire for the Spanish wolf. He nipped at her lips, rough bites that pinched and pulled the skin with delightful pain. Muriel moaned into each one as her mind fogged over with want.
Pulling back, Raul looked into her eyes- her lips swollen from the intensity of his mouth. “It’s you,” he growled, his bare chest rumbling against hers.
“What’s me?”
Suddenly, he leaned back, his face pensive in the dim light of the night sky. “Are you dry enough yet?”
Had she done something wrong? Why did he suddenly pull away? She’d felt the magic of their kiss. He was her true love- at least that’s what she always imagined true love’s kiss would feel like. It should be fireworks, not a dead fish, right? Muriel sighed and shook the last drops of water from her tail. Holding the shell around her neck she closed her eyes and let the magic flow over her body. It tingled across her skin- the scales blending into her shapely nude legs.
He smiled at her human form and lifted one of her feet to his lips, kissing it tenderly on the top. “Now, I need you to get up and run.”
Muriel stared at him, and her heart pounded in her chest. “What? Why?”
“I didn’t say to ask questions. Run, Muriel, if you know what’s good for you.”
Her dress hung in a damp rag around her waist and her little lace panties were lost somewhere at sea. But the dangerous glint in Raul’s eyes made her stand up on shaking legs- the sand cool and rough beneath her feet.
“Run!” he cried, his voice more animal than human.
Turning on her heels, Muriel dashed across the beach as fast as her feet would carry her. Behind she heard the growl of a wolf and the sound of feet padding across the sand. Why did he chase her? Was this some wolf tradition or did he really want to eat her? If so, she’d have to get back in the water to get away from Raul and his Mercurial temperament.
Suddenly, his body engulfed her, knocking her to the ground. Together they rolled, the sand digging into their skin as they tumbled through it. Once they stopped, Muriel’s face dug into the rough surface while Raul’s body encompassed her from behind. Without a word he ripped at her dress, turning the expensive fabric into nothing but rags in the matter of seconds.
Muriel scrambled forward, trying to find purchase in the uneven ground as Raul stripped her completely. “S
till trying to get away? Good. That’s what I like,” he moaned and kissed the smooth skin on her back.
Wait. He liked this. He wanted her to run just so he could chase her? Come to think of it, while her own heart hammered in her chest her pussy dripped with need at the pursuit. Did she like this too? The overwrought intensity of getting chased and caught?
Powerful hands gripped her hips, lips massaging her back as the rough edge of his cheek tickled her delicate skin. Each touch made it harder to fight him off- harder to try and get away. Lifting her ass into the air Raul spread her thighs with forceful purpose, the wet pressure of his tongue trailing over the aching need of her clit. An inferno of passion burned in her belly and erupted over her entire body as he lapped at her pussy, his mouth a newfound world of wonder.
“Ah. Ah,” she gasped and dug her fingers into the sand as she pressed herself into his face. A feverish sweat broke over her skin as she writhed under his strong hands. Yes. This is just what she needed- just what she always dreamed of!
Raul’s tongue dipped into her gripping depths as his hands caressed her ass and thighs with increasing intensity. Each hot thrust into her dripping pussy made stars dance before Muriel’s eyes. No wonder he wanted to eat her- he was a master!
Then the wet tip of his tongue pulled out, his searing fingers spreading her cheeks wide.
“Wait. What are you- Ah. Ah. Ah!” she cried as he teased her back entrance with his talented mouth. No one ever messed around in that area and she had no idea the sensitive skin could come to alive like that- each lick a shock of electric lust.
“Oh, you really are a naughty girl, aren’t you, Muriel,” he growled and poked a fat finger into her gasping hole.
“I’m not really,” she moaned and pushed her body into the digit. Anything to get something inside her. She needed a piece of him buried in her body or she’d go insane with want!
His lips moved up her back, his hands groping at her heaving breasts as they pinched the nipples into painful peaks of need. The heat of his body ignited her feverish flesh, the thick head of his cock wet and throbbing against her ass cheek.
“Do you want me to claim you as my own? My love? My mate?” he groaned and rubbed his erection on her aching ass.
“Yes,” Muriel breathed- the whole world fading away. The only thing that mattered was their bodies slamming together as one.
Suddenly, he flipped her on her back, his hazel eyes glowing and the tips of his teeth sharp as knives. Without a word he pulled her by the thighs, positioning her body on top of his- the pounding flesh of his cock pressing against the weeping need between her legs. “This is for life, Muriel,” he growled. “You’ll have to put up with me for a very long time.”
“I know. But it’s meant to be. I felt it,” she moaned and lifted herself onto his waiting length.
Gripping onto her pale shoulder, Raul pressed his mouth to hers as he thrust inside. Once again, her world exploded into one of overwhelming pleasure as his body overtook her. The slick heat of his dick filled her with each powerful plunge- the sizeable length beating inside the gripping walls of her pussy.
She gripped onto his back, digging her nails into the thick muscles and crying out each time he impaled her on his blunt-headed shaft. Her lips grazed over the rough skin of his neck and cheek- her nose flooded with his musky scent. The thick heat of his fingers spread her ass as he thrust, a digit slipping into the grasping hole.
Muriel moaned again- louder this time- her body alive with enthusiastic desire. As he plunged into her willing flesh, she put her own hands to work, tickling the sensitive nub of her clit. Raul smiled, burying his face in her chest. His hot mouth engulfed her breasts, nipping them roughly until all she could see were stars and all she could feel was the bubbling pool of pleasure about to overflow in her groin.
“Are you close?” he breathed into her heaving chest.
“Yes,” Muriel moaned and fingered her clit faster- the need for release prickling all over her body.
Her orgasm came just as he did; Raul’s hot cum overflowing inside her gripping entrance. He thrust into her a few more times, both of their bodies trembling as the waves of passion rolled up and over them- the intensity of the moment almost too much to give up. Both of her holes twitched at the welcome intrusions, and he slowly pulled his finger free.
Raul’s lips met hers in a lingering kiss as he wrapped his muscular arms around her body, his hands rubbing the bits of sand on her back.
Pressed into him, his heart hammering against hers, Muriel pulled the little shell necklace from her neck. As the string broke and the little while conk shell fell into the sand, she retained her human form.
“Why did you take it off?” Raul asked in a breathy growl.
Muriel smiled at the wolf. “I don’t need it anymore, my mate. I found true love.”
About the author:
Carrie Kelly lives in Washington and writes sexy erotic romance with lively heroines and smoking hot heroes. She started writing romance when she lost her main source of income as a freelance writer – and it was the best decision she’s ever made! Besides writing, she spends time with her lovely cats, travels and enjoys wearing ridiculously girly clothes.
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