by Crystal Dawn
“I’ve been taught some things about wolves and one is that some of them have made mistakes when it comes to deciding who they stay with.” She insisted.
“True, little human. Some have made mistakes in many things, but I don’t make mistakes. You’ll learn that’s true!”
She was perfect this little human, except that she was human. I could live with that easier than I could live without her. My decision had been easy after all. She would be my mate because she was the one the goddess had chosen and it would work because I would make sure that it did. Anyone that wished to dispute it would have to go through me or the alpha and he would send them to me. I was tired of looking and dreaming about what her plump and sexy lips would feel like. I leaned in and softly pressed my lips to hers. She didn’t pull away nor did she press forward. I feasted on her lips and devoured her until she responded.
“Ah, my little Megan, sweetling, you taste so fine.” I whispered.
My hands worked desperately to shed her of the unnecessary covering over her skin that I longed to touch. I tossed it to the floor as I pulled it out of my way. Her breasts were delightful and soft, her skin silky and lightly tanned. Her nipples were a succulent pink that I longed to taste. My hands cupped and squeezed them tenderly. I had no wish to injure the delicate body, only to tempt and tantalize. My hands were full of her soft tits and my mouth lowered to take a taste. My hot breath rushed along her skin and I saw her shiver. I stepped back a moment to shed my clothes so that I would feel her warm silky skin slide along mine. I moved back into position with my face in front of her breasts.
I licked the tip of her nipple and I enjoyed the fresh scent of her heightened arousal flowing over me. Perfect! Her response told me more than anything else could have. She wanted me as much as I wanted her, our desires were well matched. I moved my hands lower, stroking and searching. I found the apex of her thighs and I slid my finger in her slick hot center. I tugged on one nipple and then the other as I continued to finger fuck her. I sucked until both nipples had reddened and then I slid down kissing her belly as I moved lower and lower still. I moved my finger out and used my hands to spread her open to my heated gaze.
Now I looked up at the flower between her thighs spread open waiting for me to plunder it. Females often would tell me that I only wanted to eat them because it pleased them and they’d want me again. It just wasn’t true because I loved to eat pussy. I loved to spread it wide in front of me and appreciate the lovely folds and the pretty color of each one on the inside. I’d breathe in the aroma bursting with the most delightful scents and I’d take my first shy taste, my tongue bursting with the zest of my latest dish. The spiciness, saltiness and sometimes downright juiciness was the prize that awaited my palate and the sexual hunger that drove me on to my feast was boundless.
Her scent was the most delightful I had ever inhaled. My mouth watered and need, such undeniable need, roared through me. “Mm, such pretty pink folds and such a lovely smell that feeds my ravenous hunger. My mouth waters and I will feast my fill, sweet Megan.”
She made the sweetest whimper as my tongue lashed her marvelous folds tasting the sweet dew that was within. I moaned and savored her luscious taste. Better than the sweetest chocolates or the finest wines her flavor rolled over me and my body reacted fast as lightening and hot as fire. My cock hardened to feel like stone. My whole body ached but I would wait until she had claimed her first climax before I would join in the pursuit of mutual bliss.
I started finger fucking her again first with one and then with two fingers to stretch her for my sizable cock. My tongue searched out her button and worried it causing her to moan delightfully. I slid my fingers in and out of her tight but well saturated pussy. I moved my fingers in and out speedily and she moaned and squirmed beneath me. My tongue pressed, circled and swirled, working her little pleasure button into a fury of delight. She rode the razors edge of bliss needing just the slightest thing to send her over. I sucked her little nubbin into my mouth and scraped it lightly with my teeth before lightly biting it. She exploded all around me sinking her fingers into my hair and tugging hard. Her thighs trapped my head and pressed me tightly between them.
She thrashed and bucked like a bronc being broken in the ring. I sucked the flood of honey that poured from her, my reward for a job well done. I licked up every drop that came my way. Once she started to calm, I moved up her body setting the plum head of my cock to the entrance into her heavenly delights. I slid in haltingly because the fit was snug. Once bottomed out, I stayed still to allow her to relax and accept my cock filling her pussy. She moved first, so I slowly eased out and slid back in reveling in the incredible feel. Never had anything felt so wonderful in my entire life.
I moved faster and faster although I tried not to go wild. My wolf wanted to run free and take her, but I kept him under control. We would have her in every way in good time, but not tonight. This night would be easy and as gentle as I could manage. She would feel treasured and well loved, if only this one time. I might never again be able to restrain myself in such a way with her and I wasn’t sure how I managed now. I wasn’t rough, but neither was I known to be overly tender, only now and only for her.
I could feel her climax growing near and mine wanted to burst forth, but I held back. I needed to feel her cum all around me and squeeze me tight. “Cum, Sweetheart. I want to feel you squeeze all around me!”
Her dam burst and I felt the flood of her juices cover me. Her muscles gripped me so hard, I almost passed out as my balls filled even fuller and my seed shot up through my strangled cock and blasted into her hot center. I jerked and seized, my body no longer under my control. It’s only purpose to impart the seeds to continue life. I wondered in the back of my mind if that purpose had been met. My teeth gripped her delicate neck and my fangs sank into her. I felt her cum again and her blood filled my mouth. I too, felt my orgasm renew and it was a feeling I had never had. I grew light headed and may have lost conscious thought for a moment, not that I’d ever admit to it.
I glanced down at her to see she had succumbed to a deep sleep. I slid out and off her and covered her with a blanket. I was wrung out physically, sexually, but most of all emotionally. I had never invested a great deal of feeling in another person. My mother had died young and my father had been emotionally cold and distant. I thought he might be alive still, but I wasn’t sure. I only knew that now I had someone who would be everything to me. Maybe not right away, I felt a strong pull but it would take time to get to know her to the point that she would be my all.
I leaned in and gave her a kiss. I breathed in the scent of our love making, it was a mix of both of us. I sniffed against her neck, something seemed off about her smell. Maybe it was just a slight change from mating. I knew wolves changed slightly when they mated. Maybe humans did too but I just hadn’t paid attention since I knew few humans and never paid them much mind. I wasn’t a racist, they just were too delicate for wolves. Restraining myself for my mate would be difficult but I was strong and disciplined so I could do it.
I left her sleeping, she would need all the rest she could get to keep up with me. I felt a trickle of liquid run down my neck and wiped it with my hand. I looked and it was blood. She must have bitten me as well and I hadn’t noticed in my excitement. I had heard some humans bit, it was no big deal. I went and took a shower and though it removed her scent, I would get it back soon. I finished washing, rinsing, drying and dressing. I was starved and I needed to know what had gone on in my absence.
Chapter 3
Changes
I hurt all over and my brain wouldn’t work properly for a while. I opened my eyes, seeing the old pie tin ceilings found in antique homes or those of rich people who could afford reproductions. These looked old enough to be original. The bed felt soft and it was big, larger than a king so it was probably a custom order. The sheets felt soft, the softest I had ever lain on and the pillows and the comforter were down. The room was light, lit by windows that went near
ly to the floor and ceiling. They were on the two exterior walls each with long drapes pulled back so the light could enter.
I was naked and my body felt as if it had been put through a workout. My thighs were sore, an unusual condition since I didn’t have sex often. Only once before and when I had, it had not been an Olympic event. Once sex entered my mind the memory of the overseer came rushing back and my face burned with fiery embarrassment. I’d not protested, I’d even participated and he had been admittedly impressive. I knew he didn’t care for humans so I had no misconceptions about what had just taken place. It had been sex, plain and simple.
I sat up keeping the sheet wrapped around me in case someone stepped into the room. I was certain he would want me to leave quietly without a fuss and before others took note of my presence. I looked for my clothing and saw a pile on the floor. I got off the bed and went to it leaning down and picking it up. It was shredded into rags. Everything I picked up was shredded leaving me without a thing to wear.
I felt lost looking at the rags in my hand not knowing what to do. I cast my glance around the room and noticed a door that looked like a closet. I went to it and looked within and saw a well-organized space full male clothing. I saw a shirt near me and reached out pulling it from the hanger. The material was soft and the shirt a deep blue. It wasn’t a color I would expect him to wear. It would do, I had no choice.
I went to the bathroom intent on cleaning up. I found the shower and turned the water on. Once I was under the warm flow of the water, I began to feel better. My parents would want me back even if they knew he had taken me. I was secure in their love and I knew they would help me over this. I smoothed the soap over my skin and my muscles began to relax under the warm water. I had relaxed so much in fact that when the door opened I almost had a heart attack. I squealed like a little pig, I was so stunned that the overseer had returned and interrupted my shower. I had thought to be gone before he returned but now that wouldn’t happen.
My mouth dropped open in shock as he stepped into the shower with me. He reached past me to get the shampoo and he filled his hand with it. He then proceeded to soap up my hair as if he had done it a hundred times before. He probably had, just not for me. I was benefitting from his broad experience with countless females. I didn’t like those thoughts or the fact that it was true. I may not have been a virgin. But I wasn’t far removed from it. He was as far from it as a male could get.
I wondered about him, a lot. My thoughts wandered as I enjoyed his ministrations. He was incredible, his hands sure and expert as he washed me and messaged my aches right out of me. Instead of pain, I felt desire start to seep through my body. I knew he smelled it, hell I smelled it. I smelled him too, more clearly and deeply than before. I wasn’t sure what was happening and I suspected I was dreaming or hallucinating.
I felt warmer than normal, but perhaps that was because of the fact that he aroused me. I didn’t feel embarrassed about it. This male was a hunk of the highest caliber and any female would be howling at the moon over him. His dark eyes, that sometimes looked black and other times held a hint of the darkest blue, his wavy back hair, so silky to the touch, what female could resist? Not I that was for damn sure! I literally panted for him. It wasn’t surprising with those skillful gentle hands sliding over me.
“Your turn.” He advised as he pushed the bottle of soap into my hands. I swallowed nervously as I contemplated the tall, well-muscled male with the broad shoulders and the cock both long and girthy. I tried to look away, but that appendage called to me.
I poured some shampoo into the palm of my hand. He’d already wet his hair and he leaned forward putting his head low enough for me to message it. He moaned as I lathered his hair and my nails lightly nipped his scalp. I wanted to moan too as I noticed his cock growing longer, wider and jerking up and down for attention. I shook myself mentally, moved down his neck and on to his powerful chest. My soapy hands slid all over him and my fingers moved to his dark brown male nipples. They were already beaded but they got harder still as I plucked at them thrilled by the deep groan that burst forth from his chest.
I felt a sense of power that this magnificent physical specimen seemed to be at my mercy. I worked my way down his wash board eight pack. He was fully aroused and ready for action, it was obvious he wouldn’t let me tease him much longer. I worked my way down, skipping the part he wanted me to touch the most even though it seemed to poke at me as I passed it. I went down one leg and up the other. He saw that I was intent on cleaning him first so he turned and I washed his back then his firm ass which I grabbed and squeezed far more than necessary. He had the most perfect ass a male ever could.
Now there was nowhere left but his groin. My hands shook with nerves or maybe excitement. I went in with both hands. One grabbed his rigid shaft and the other cupped his massive balls. Oh yeah, he had big balls! They hung low and as I stroked his shaft, they swung into my other hand as if begging to be cuddled and squeezed. I found I couldn’t say no, although I wasn’t sure why this was the case. I wasn’t sure what he wanted with me, but I decided to enjoy the time I had here.
His balls felt silky as I played with them and his chest rumbled expressing his deep need. I stroked his flesh and I was so sure he was about to cum, but he backed me off and rinsed off all the soap. I stood there looking at him unsure of what I should do. He didn’t give me long to decide. He pulled me into the circle of his arms and he lifted me against the wall. One hard lunge and we were joined completely. I moaned with the overwhelming pleasure and the feeling of belonging. It was like he and I were part of one whole. I’d never felt so close to anyone in my life.
I looked at his rugged face, yes he was male but he was also as beautiful as an angel at that moment. I saw a flood of feeling rush through him and it looked like love. It brought out a tenderness in me that males rarely did. We connected, not just physically, but spiritually as if this moment had always been planned and beyond our ability to avoid. He looked vulnerable which was odd, to say the least, that a male that was strong, capable and ferocious at times could be this way. He feared rejection as much as I did and my heart melted the rest of the way. He sensed my capitulation and he moved making my whole body squeeze him.
I felt a temporary loss as he slid almost all the way out but also an anticipation of his hard length filling me again. He moved slow and easy, at first. As he realized I was able to handle rougher treatment, he picked up his speed until he slammed into me. My legs were wrapped around him as tight as possible. I arched into him as he pounded back into me. We groaned together each time he sank all the way in. I was so slick with need his lunges were smooth and without hesitation. My arms were wrapped around his neck and my breasts rubbed his chest as we moved together. I was so close, so very close.
“Cum for me Megan!” He commanded.
He caught me off guard and the dirty words shocked me, but I obeyed. My body turned on me and wanted only him and followed his order. I froze my muscles grasping him tight, clutching and clenching desperately wanting more. I bucked and jerked and I swore I thought I would rip his cock off as powerfully as I moved. He howled, dear goddess, it was magnificent and so like a natural wolf. He bit me again and I reacted in kind. I tasted his strong blood, spicy with a hint of iron. I wondered what mine tasted like to him. He must like it since he’d already bitten me before.
I felt hot cum shooting up inside me as he bucked and jerked. He held me so tight, I could barely breathe and yet it felt like heaven in his arms. If I didn’t know better I would believe we were soul mates. I had been raised among the wolves even if I had been kept away from the males. I knew all about perfect mates and while I was human, even some humans hoped to find their soul mate. I was one of those humans who hoped to find their other half. For mine to be a wolf, well that was unthinkable.
“Oh Sweetheart, that was incredible.” Reese whispered in my ear. His deep voice rumbled and the vibrations brought out goose bumps all over me. “You want me again?” His chuck
le warmed me from the inside out.
I did want him again but I was also hungry and I needed something to wear. He carried me out of the shower before setting me on my feet. He grabbed a towel and dried me like I was a child. He dried himself as I watched mesmerized by his golden skin and flexing muscles. He was a dark god, his body perfection. I started to move out of the room but he stopped me and took my hand leading me out. I felt a little shy, strange as that sounds after we’d been having sex like beasts.
I’d been busy then, now I was just naked and he was looking at me. He found the shirt I’d set out that I’d intended to wear and handed it to me. “It’ll do for now, but I need to take you to pick up some clothes. We’ll move you here in a few days after things have settled.”
My mouth dropped open, not my most attractive look. “Have I no say at all?”
“No, you’re my mate Megan. You know what that means and I am claiming you.”
“Are you certain?”
“I’ve never been surer of anything. You’re mine!” He said possessively.
In the face of his certainty and the fact that I had already wondered if it might be true, I decided to wait and see what would happen. If we turned out to be mates, my place was with him. If he was wrong, well I wasn’t sure what could be done since he had bitten me. It could be that I was overwhelmed with his male beauty and I wanted us to be mates. What female wouldn’t want such a wolf?
If I stayed, there would be a lot of compromising and I didn’t intend to do all of it. I would have to work so I could have my own money and at least a small amount of independence. I wasn’t sure how to bring up that conversation. Right now I needed to clothe myself or we would have sex and not talk at all.
“What now?” I asked.
“I’m going to have to deal with the pack that took you even though I have a feeling Delane, the alpha’s son, took it upon himself. Red wolf.” Reese said chuckling.
