by Sy Walker
Chapter Three
I took a moment to sit there in his lap. I could feel his cock in between my ass cheeks. I’m sure that he thought that I was going to stab myself repeatedly with his cock. “You need to learn how to wait for pleasure. You won’t believe the feeling that you’ll get from delaying the inevitable. Let me show you and I promise that you will not be disappointed.” I could feel a wetness in the crack of my ass. I went down to take a closer look at what I had caused. His cock was pumping and he was having what I could only describe, as a dry orgasm. He grunted his reply and I began to stimulate his body with light touches to stir the pot.
“I don’t know what I did to deserve this kind of torture. If I had information, you can be a sure that I would already be giving it up.” I kissed the head of his hardness, sticking my tongue out and moving it around in a clockwise formation. He couldn’t sit still, moving around; until I had to do something to make sure that he wasn’t going to interfere. Putting my hand up, I went and collected two very rare and expensive ties made of silk. One was red and the other was black.
He stared at me, as I lifted one hand and tied one end of the black tie to his wrist and then the other to the headboard. I did the same thing to the other and he was now practically my prisoner. It was almost too delicious. “I don’t normally let anybody do this to me. I know instinctively that you will never hurt me. It’s the only reason why I’m going along with this.” Jeremy was never going to be able to break free without my assistance.
I once again went to his crotch and I saw his love muscle straining towards the ceiling. I stood over it. I drooled hot spit down the length of it. I jacked him with a quick succession of hand movements. He moaned and stared at me in disbelief that I was going to finish him off this way. When he was right there, I put a stop to what I was doing. I did this several times, knowing when I was going too far.
“I was right about you and you really can’t be trusted. You make me think that it’s going to be over, then you stop and leave me wanting more. Is that the game that you’re trying to play with me? If it is, then you needn’t bother. I was never going to leave without uncovering the reason why I feel, so attracted to you. You could say that it’s a journalistic curiosity.” I’d never had good feelings about the press. They tend to sensationalize and make things bigger than what they are.
I opened my mouth and encompassed his knob, until I was swallowing him whole like some kind of snake eating its dinner. He was in my tight throat and I had difficulty pulling back. It felt good to make him writhe in sweet agony. He was kicking his legs out in frustration. I had to use a bit of the wolf’s force to push him back down onto the mattress.
“This is going to be better than you have ever had in your life. It doesn’t matter who you have been with…man or woman…who cares. Tantric sex is better than anything else that you’ve had in your life. It’s all about connecting mind, body and soul.” His cock was soaking wet from my obvious oral expertise. I bobbed up and down; taking him all the way and making him stare down on me with my mouth full of his staff.
“You have taken this…too far. I’m fucking hair trigger and I think we both know that.” His hips came off the mattress. I scratched his thighs, leaving behind trails like that of a cat getting revenge for something that its master did to upset it. The pain had only made him hurt in a way that he probably didn’t think was possible.
He was working his way to the unloading zone. His body was high strung with every muscle in his body working in tandem with each other. His thighs were tight and his arms were trying desperately to break free. I knew that I wanted to have taboo and forbidden sex with him. I was going to lift his legs into the air and pierce his manhole.
“Randle… Randle… Oh fuck… Randle…YES… Oh my god…YES…RANDLEEEEEEEEE.” I should have stopped him, but I figured that the first one would be a freebie. Once he got a taste, he would want more of what I had to offer. It made me sound like I was some sort of drug dealer. If he didn’t get his fix, he wouldn’t be the same again.
His scalding seed landed heavily on my tongue. I worked him with one hand, taking him out of his own body. The scream that I heard coming from him was that of an animal about to be attacked. He was a captive of his own orgasm. He was lost in his own little world and then he finally fell back down onto the mattress with a sigh of pleasure.
There was no way that I was going to give up. What I had just received was an aphrodisiac meant to stimulate and to push me into going further. That kind of intoxication made me into a sexual wanton beast that needed to take that man. He was lying there in a post orgasmic trance with his legs spread and those ties digging into his flesh.
I slowly crawled up his body, staring at him the entire time. This was my way of energizing his libido and giving it a reason to put up a fight for another round. I got to his neck and my growl made him shiver. The fact that he was afraid was only making me salivate for the feel of his ass quivering around me.
“Forget it… I don’t think that I could get it up again, even if I wanted to.” He may have thought so, but he had no idea that I had been down this road before. Men claimed that they were done, but I had a certain technique that I was going to share with him. “I mean it… I’m depleted and drained of everything that I could possibly give you.” I savored what he had deposited. It took me a moment to let it glide down my throat like a three point oyster.
I had a hold of him and for a moment I thought that it was a lost cause. The smirk on my face made him look at me and wonder what I was so happy about. “I don’t think that you really know what your body is capable of, Jeremy.” He looked down between us and his semi hard state had taken him by surprise “You know what they used to say back in the day about having ways of making you talk. Well, I have ways of making you hard that hasn’t even been dreamed of.” I had a grip of him and I was squeezing in pulsing motion on the head and only the head. It was like I was pumping up a balloon and in retrospect, it was almost exactly like that.
“I stand corrected. I thought for sure that I was going to need a few minutes and maybe a carton of orange juice to put the lead back in my pencil. You did it and you’re only using your thumb and forefinger. How is that possible and can you teach me, so that I can surprise other lovers in the future. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that. I’m getting a little too ahead of myself. I really don’t know what the future holds for the both of us. If this is to be our one time together, then I want to make it memorable. You’re the one that’s going to have to decide, if you want something of a commitment.”
“I could teach you, but then I would have to kill you. I’m only half joking, but I’m sure that you could convince me to give you my recipe. Trust me my technique is foolproof and most men are unable to believe it themselves.” I was going to fuck that cum out of his cock and he was going to love it.
“You sound like you are some sort of spy and maybe that does explain the opulence that you live in. This is the kind of luxury that is only befitting a king and his family. I don’t see a crown on your head or a scepter in your hand. What I see is an over privileged man that thinks the world revolves around him. You obviously think that you are superior in every way. You surround yourself with all these things that must cost a fortune and yet you are never happy with the things that you have acquired. You have been missing something and maybe I am that missing piece.”
I slapped him across the face. His face showed the crimson handprint, until he snapped back with this kind of anger in his eyes.” If you’re going to be with me, Jeremy, then you need to learn your place. What I do is none of your concern and how I live my life is not for you to question.” He didn’t say anything and I was hoping that I didn’t ruin the moment. Then again, angry sex is probably the most explosive of them all.
“There was no reason to do that. I was only trying to tell you what my journalistic experience was telling me about you. I would say that I was too close to the truth. Maybe for once, you should look in the mirr
or and see the man that you truly are. When you can do that, then you won’t have anything to fear from anyone.” His advice was sound, but I felt like I was the one that was controlling my life and not the other way around.
I had his legs and I lifted them, until he was bent at an angle with his feet touching his head. I wasn’t sure that he could bend that way, but he was proving me wrong on that front. I had my cock in my hand and I had my target lined up with the tip of my man spear. One thrust of my hips and I would step over a line that I swore that I would never cross. It was then that I heard the sound of breaking glass.
Chapter Four
“I’ll be right back. I’m sure that it was one of the trees that crashed through a window. Don’t go anywhere.” I smiled, knowing that he was a captive audience of one. “Look who I’m talking to. It’s not like you’re going anywhere anytime soon, unless of course I give you my direct consent. It shouldn’t take me long to fashion something to cover the window. I know that I have garbage bags around here somewhere and there’s some wood downstairs with a pile of nails for just this occasion.”
The one thing that I could always rely on was that George would be ready for just about anything. He had come from a long line of butler’s and his reputation for excellence was beyond reproach. That man could do anything. He was good with numbers and he had made it almost virtually impossible for the IRS to get their hooks in me. Most of my funds were in accounts in the Caymans away from their prying eyes. I did my taxes, but he knew the tax law better than anyone. I always broke even. I never owed anything, but I never received anything either.
“Don’t be gone long. I really want to get on with this. You know that it’s been years, since I’ve done anything like this with a man. I can only imagine what my ass is going to feel like after we’re done. Don’t be too eager and for god’s sake use enough lubrication that it’s not going to make me jump out of my own skin.” I had every intention of paving the way.
I didn’t even bother to put anything on. I got out in the hall and I was assaulted with a very familiar scent. It made me fall onto the floor on all fours. I started off slow bounding on all fours, before I suddenly transformed and was leaping the expanse of stairs down to the bottom. I snarled, looked around with my black and white fur standing on end. There was obviously something here, but I couldn’t be entirely sure what it was. It felt almost feral without any semblance of a moral compass.
“You know better than this, Randle.” I turned to come to face to face with a man clad in black. He was not alone and he was holding the chain of two very rabid wolves that probably hadn’t been fed in days. “These are not werewolves. Unlike you and me, they are a product of nature. I don’t know what he’s holding over on you, but I’m sure that you don’t know the full story.” I got this impression that he was talking about Jeremy, but that would mean that he didn’t come here, because of a broken down vehicle. He had come here for sanctuary and to find an ally against this man.
Those wolves had no humanity and their main concern was tearing apart anything that stood in their way. How he was able to control them was a mystery. He could’ve easily let go of those chains at any time, but so far he was holding back.
“It would probably be best that you change back to human form. That way, we can discuss things civilly without having to fight to the death. I really don’t want to get blood on my clothes. I’m sure that you don’t want that same blood to splatter all over your nice clean floors.” He was being reasonable, but I sensed a danger that superseded his more cautious approach.
I heard my bones cracking. My body formed, until I was standing, as half a man and half wolf. I concentrated a little bit harder and the rest of my body came into focus. “I don’t know what you want with him, but you’re not going to get him, unless it’s over my dead body. I’m willing to listen, but I don’t think that there’s anything that you can say that’s going to change my mind.” He looked at me like I was a specimen underneath a jar. He reminded me of those kids that would use a magnifying glass to burn the ants for the pure joy of killing.
“I didn’t see it before, but you do realize that he has you wrapped around his little finger. You also know that it’s against everything that we believe in to mate with a human. You can have all the fun that you want, but there’s no way that you can possibly think that there’s a future here. I’m more than willing to stay down here, until you finish with him. I think that is being more than fair, considering that his main focus is to expose us to the public. I can see that you don’t believe me, but trust me his expose is going to destroy our way of life. I’ve been sent by my pack to make sure that he doesn’t get that far. Imagine my surprise that you are thinking of breeding him.”
“I’m going to have to verify your story. Stay here and don’t move.” I was angry at myself for falling for Jeremy’s lies. That was, so gullible on my part. The seduction in his eyes and the way that he gave me his body was probably his way of trying to amass some kind of army of his own. “I need to talk to him, before I make any kind of decisions.”
I heard the jangling of the chains and I turned to see that he had given them some slack. They were no more than a few inches away from tearing into my legs like I was some kind of chew toy. “I said that I would allow you to have your fun. What I can’t do is let you tell him that I’m here. I’m afraid that you’ve already sealed your fate. I hope that you don’t say that I didn’t warn you ahead of time.” He let those chains go. The wolves looked at each other like they couldn’t quite believe that their freedom was at hand.
I turned like in slow motion, running for the stairs and feeling their hot breath on my bare heels. At the top landing, I landed on my ass, kicking out my feet and making contact with both of their jaws. It stunned them and they whimpered like scalded dogs.
That was the distraction that I was looking for, as I got on my feet and made a mad dash for the master bedroom. I threw the door open, closing it behind me with a sheen of sweat now adorning my skin.
“You have some explaining to do.”
He was on his elbows and I could tell that he was visibly concerned. “I’m not sure what you mean by that. You look like the hounds of hell are on your tail.” He wasn’t too far away from the truth and those beasts had no semblance of right and wrong. They were told to do something and they did it without question. Their master had trained them to be the killers that they were.
“There’s a man downstairs with a couple of wolves on a chain. He seems to think that you are a threat to them. I need to know, if you knew what I am from the moment that you came into my home. Was everything that you said a lie, or have you just found yourself out of the frying pan and into the fire?” I had my back against the door and I felt the thumping of those animals trying to get in to get a piece of him.
“You can’t be serious. You’re a fucking werewolf? I thought that you were just an over privileged rich man. I thought that you were a billionaire with more money than brains. You say that the man is downstairs. You can’t let him have me. The public has a right to know the truth. They’re probably not ready for it, but they need to understand that locking their doors is mandatory.”
“You don’t understand, Jeremy. We have hidden in the shadows all of our lives. We could’ve attacked the human population, but we didn’t. I think that should account for something. You need to forget about this idea about writing a story to bring the wolves into the light. It will only do more harm than good. Trust me; I’m talking from experience and what you intend to do will only make humans into predators. They will turn on their neighbor for no good reason other than they have dog food in abundance.” He didn’t look impressed.
“Normally, I would say that there was nothing that you could say to change my mind, but this might be the exception. I’m more than happy to close the chapter on this story. You need to promise me that you will protect me and keep me here with you.” I think he was fishing for an invitation and I was more than willing to give him o
ne.
“That’s all I needed to hear. Let me take care of this matter and hopefully I’ll be back to finish what I started.”
I opened the door and the wolves were scratching at the wood with their master standing behind them. “I think it best that you stand away from the door. I was willing to give you a moment to please yourself, but you’ve taken this out of my hand now.” I put out my hands to block his path, but that wasn’t going to deter him from what he needed to do for the good of the wolf society.
“I’m not going to allow you to have him. I have made him an offer that he can’t refuse. He will give up this insane idea of writing a story about us in exchange for the love of a good man.” He snickered and I could tell that he thought that this was one big joke.
“I don’t think that you can guarantee his silence…wolf.”
“I will personally keep an eye on him. I am asking for a pact.” This had never been done in a long time, but I knew the rules better than most.
“That might work on me, but it’s not gonna work on them.” He turned his back on me, dropping the chains and walking away from what could possibly be a massacre.
Chapter six
The wolves attacked and I had no choice, but to defend myself. I flipped one over my body using my feet. I flipped myself onto all fours and became the menacing werewolf. I had to protect my charge. I killed without prejudice. It only took a few moments, but it felt like forever. I tossed their carcasses over the balcony and into the snow below.
