by Jade White
“You know you could...take it in your mouth if you want,” he gasped.
Gerda looked at him with a puzzled expression on her face as she contemplated it, and then smiled. Well, he did do that to her, why not return the favor? She opened her soft, pink lips and lowered her mouth onto Geri’s rock, hard manhood. He let out a loud moan as her warm, moist mouth enveloped his cock.
“Use your tongue a bit, lick it and swirl it around,” Geri instructed breathlessly.
Gerda followed the instructions and was rewarded with a drop of salty precum. She didn’t find the taste unpleasant so she continued with teasing her mate.
“Go down deeper if you can, suck it as you come back up. Just do what...” His eyes rolled back in his head as he fought from spilling his seed in Gerda’s hot, inexperienced mouth. Her oral ministrations were almost too much for Geri to bear. He tapped her on the head as he felt the familiar pressure building at the base of his spine. “Hey, stop or I won’t be able to pleasure you,” he said as he sat up.
“Oh?” Gerda asked somewhat disappointed as she removed her mouth from Geri’s throbbing member.
“Don’t worry, you were doing very well, almost too well,” Geri said with a grin on his face. “Now lay down.”
She smiled as he pounced on her, devouring every inch of exposed flesh with his hungry mouth. As he reached her full breasts, she let out a sigh as she felt his hot mouth draw in one of their sensitive nipples. While he suckled, she felt him tugging at her leggings with one hand to pull them off. She helped him pull them off and let out a sigh as she felt his hand pressing against her mound of yellow curls. He dipped a finger between her moist folds and watched her shiver with anticipation.
“You see, you can come over and over again, my pet. I go just once, and then it takes great effort for me to even want to do anything else other than sleep, so I will always take care of you first,” he said as he grazed her throbbing clit with one of his fingers.
Gerda gasped as Geri gently stroked her wet folds. Her hips bucked as she felt one of his long fingers slip inside her slick passage pushing up on the sensitive flesh within. He kept pushing upwards while rubbing her sensitive clit with the firm palm of his hand, causing Gerda to whimper and gasp as he suckled on her full breasts. Geri increased the pace and the pressure as Gerda felt the pressure building inside her.
“Geri! I need to go…” She gasped as she felt the overwhelming urge to relieve herself.
“It’s supposed to feel like that. Just relax,” he whispered as he continued to finger fuck her G-Spot.
Gerda groaned and moaned as Geri forced her over the edge into ecstasy. She let out a howl as he felt her muscles bear down on his fingers. He swiftly pulled them out of her spasming well and was rewarded by a warm gush of wetness as she writhed on the furs.
She lay there gasping for breath as she recovered from the intense orgasm.
“See? I told you it would be alright,” Geri said as he moved on top of her. “Now your legs are too weak to ride me. Shame,” he said as he placed his manhood at the entrance of her dripping well.
“No, they aren’t,” Gerda said with a coy smile as she flipped him off of her and straddled his erect cock in one smooth motion. She closed her eyes as she slowly lowered herself onto Geri’s throbbing cock, relishing the sensation as she slowly filled herself with his maleness.
He reached up and caressed her breasts as she slowly ground her hips into his, gently rocking against his body. She rocked her throbbing clit against his pelvis as she rode Geri’s virile body. Her hands rested on the soft hair of his chest while she rocked herself closer to release.
Geri’s breath came in ragged gasps as he struggled to hold back until Gerda came again. It was proving very difficult as her tight sex grasped him. He felt her clench down on him as her nails dug into his chest and just about lost his self-control. Gerda gasped as she felt another climax fast approaching. She picked up her pace a little as she felt the tingles and electric sparks begin to jolt through her. She gripped Geri’s muscular chest as she rocked herself to another thundering climax. She howled as her pleasure took over.
Geri felt her muscles clamping down on him and that was all he could take. He grunted and squeezed her breasts hard as he emptied his seed deep into her pulsating womb.
Gerda collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily. “Thank you,” she gasped.
“No, thank you,” Geri said as Gerda rolled off of him.
It was time for them to get some sleep since they needed to rise early the next morning. They curled up and went to sleep in the furs after their evening romp, lulled to sleep by the nocturnal sounds of the wild land they inhabited.
That evening, Gerda woke up to go relieve herself outside the tent. As she did her business in the bushes, she felt strong hands grab her and drag her away into the darkness.
CHAPTER FIVE
Geri bolted awake as he realized Gerda wasn’t in the furs with him. “Gerda?” he called out. “Gerda? Where are you?”
Panic began to rise in his chest as he changed into his wolf form and sniffed around to try to track her. He tracked her musky womanly smell to the bushes where she had relieved herself late the previous night. The acrid smell of stale urine burned his sensitive nostrils and noticed it was mixed with something sinister.
He smelled the dead. Not fresh dead, but old, rotten dead. He felt bile rise in his throat as he realized what had happened. He was kicking himself for not warning Gerda about the walking dead that plagued the area as the winter closed in. One must have taken her away.
He looked back at the tent and cursed. He didn’t want to take it apart on his own but he had to. He needed to make his way back to camp to tell the pack what had happened to his mate, and to organize a search party.
Generally, the deadwalkers killed their prey where it stood rather than dragging them off somewhere, so this stank of a more sinister plot. The mindless corpses were beginning to develop a rudimentary brain for planning, or what? Maybe they were under the control of a powerful magician? Geri shook his head as he walked back to the tent to pack it up onto his sledge. Holda was the only living witch in the Wolf People.
It took him the better part of an hour to tear the tent down and pack his stuff. A valuable hour wasted, he thought as he growled while putting on the harness. He took a quick assessment on the breeze and smelled the smoke of campfires and the Freki’s familiar scent nearby. He surged forward and pulled his belongings behind him, following the scent.
He saw the smoke rising from Freki’s campfire and walked towards it, startling his younger brother. “Geri! What are you doing here? You should be in isolation! Where’s Gerda?”
“Gerda’s been taken by a deadwalker,” Geri explained. “She’s still alive but I need the pack to help me find her.”
“Taken, not dead?” Freki said as he poked at the blazing logs. “That isn’t normal.”
“No it’s not. We need to find out who the necromancer is and find Gerda,” Geri said.
“Well, you know, you don’t need the entire pack,” Freki said. “Bargi and I can go with you.”
“Bargi can, I need you to stay in case anything happens to me. You’re still second in command,” Geri replied.
“Look, I can’t be the Alpha,” Freki replied. “You know that. I won’t be able to take a mate to keep the line going.”
“You have a point. Alright, you both can come along. I don’t know what took Gerda, but we’ll find out and get her back.”
“One of us should tell Onris…” Freki said with a hint of fear in his voice.
Geri shifted back to his human form. “No. We can’t. We have thirty days to find her and bring her back without telling Onris. If she is dead, then we can tell him. We don’t want to upset the pack any more than they probably are.”
“True. Have you eaten yet?” Freki asked as Bargi emerged from their tent.
“No, I haven’t. I’ve been too busy trying to track Gerda,” Geri replied.
> “Well, have some of our food. We’ll be sharing it enough as it is, right Bargi?”
The large man nodded. “What’s he doing here? He should be off fucking his mate.”
“Gerda got taken by a deadwalker,” Freki explained. “We have one moon to find her or else Onris is going to make a new cape out of our collective hides.”
“Well, at least my hide,” Geri said ruefully. “Not only that, I am rather fond of her.”
“Already? You’ve just been mated for one day.” Freki laughed.
“Well, yeah, we’ve gone through the consummation so it’s official. We’re tied now,” Geri said.
“Ah, that makes sense. Guess you did bloody the rabbit after all. Some say you might not have done it,” Bargi said.
“Well, I showed it to Hold and Onris, as awkward as it was, but yes, the rabbit was bloodied,” Geri said, feeling offended at the mere implication he would fail in his duty to his new mate.
“Just teasing you. Anyway we’ll get her back, won’t we Bargi?”
“Yeah, we will.” The giant red-haired man said as he speared a hunk of mutton onto a spit.
The three males sat around the fire in solemn silence as the meat roasted when Geri finally rose to his feet. “Come on, we’re just wasting time here,” he snarled.
“Unless you want to eat it raw, you have to wait,” Bargi said.
Geri sighed and changed into his wolf form. “Alright give me a chunk, we really need to get this tent torn down and go to where I smelled Gerda last.”
Freki nodded as he changed to the shape of a small grey wolf. “Come on Bargi, guess we’re having a cold meal right now,” he said as he knocked the mutton off the spit and onto the ground for them to eat.
Bargi sighed. “You know, I’d really have liked it cooked, but it is an emergency,” he said as he changed shape.
They ate their fill of the meat and Geri helped his brother and lover take their tent down. “I smelled her a few minutes this way,” Geri said as he pulled his sledge.
“You know,” Freki began, “I think we’ll travel better without our things. We should hide them under a stone cache, we can hunt and eat along the way.”
“Good idea,” Geri said as he pulled his sledge towards a spot he had noticed. It was relatively flat but against a rocky outcropping. No one would think to look there if they made it look like a rockslide had fallen over their homes.
Bargi followed suit as they pushed the sledges that held their homes and all their meagre belongings against the rock wall while Geri climbed up to the top of the out cropping and loosened up the rocks and pebbles with his paws. “Alright, look out below!” he said as he felt the surface give way under his rear paw, covering the sledges below in a cloud of dust.
While Geri climbed down, Bargi and Freki were piling up stones to indicate where they had buried their belongings so they could return and find them at a later date. “Let’s hope we get this finished before the first snow fall. The deadwalker couldn’t have gone far,” Geri said.
The two nodded as they shimmered into their wolf forms and began the short trip to where Geri had found Gerda’s trail.
They arrived at the bush and the smell of urine was still pungent. “She went in there, then was dragged out,” Geri said as Freki and Bargi sniffed around. “
I smell the deadwalker’s scent coming from where your tent was set up, and it grabbed Gerda and dragged her off…” Freki sniffed some more, “this way,” he said as he indicated a general south-western direction.
“Why would they head south?” Geri wondered as they began to run. The springy alpine turf flew by under his paws.
“I don’t know,” Freki said. “But the sooner we find her, the better,” e said as they ran through the craggy mountains.
They stopped to catch their breath and to see if they were still on the trail. Geri sniffed the ground hoping to find some kind of trail but was met with nothing.
“Bloody hells, we lost the scent!” Geri snarled.
“No, it led here, but now it’s gone,” Bargi said as he sniffed around the sparse trees. “It’s like she up and vanished. I do smell something else though. The deadwalker is gone, but…” Bargi sniffed some more. “A sweet…musky scent, not something I’m familiar with.”
Geri padded up to where Bargi had his nose to the ground and took a sniff. “I am. That is what the lizard creature smelled like.” He growled. “I think we actually do have to go back to the main camp. Holda would know how to deal with these. Apparently, their very blood is toxic to us. It burnt my tongue pretty badly.”
“Hopefully she doesn’t tell Onris,” Freki said.
“Well, he’s gonna find out some time,” Geri said. “Now that we know what we’re up against, and it wasn’t my negligence for not telling her about the deadwalkers, maybe he won’t be so mad.”
“HAH,” Freki scoffed. “Trust me, he’s gonna be pissed.”
The trio decided to leave their sledges where they were buried since they would be trekking to find Gerda after speaking with Holda.
“So where is the pack now?” Geri asked.
“They’re moving towards the Eastern forest. Onris has decided to let us use his lands to overwinter. That’s actually pretty kind of them.”
“I agree,” Geri sighed. “It looks like the lizard people are taking Gerda the opposite direction, but it would be unwise to follow them not knowing anything about them.” He felt time ticking away as he had to go away from where Gerda was being kept.
After a few hours’ worth of travel, the trio found the main pack again as they were pulling their sledges to the evening campsite.
“Holda!” Geri called out in an attempt to find the snow white wolf.
He spotted her walking along side Onris’ grizzled grey form as he pulled her belongings. Geri raised an eyebrow but chose not to say anything.
“Yes? What is it? Why are you here, Geri? What’s going on?” Onris stopped as Holda quizzed the young man.
“Gerda got taken by a deadwalker and the deadwalker handed her over to the Lizards,” Geri said sadly.
“How did this happen?” Onris demanded sternly.
“She went out to relieve herself while I slept…”
Onris rolled his only eye. “Listen, it was your job to protect her and now you’ve screwed that up. If you can’t take care of a lone female, how can I trust you to take care of a pack? Especially one as large as this one?”
“Look, I’m sorry Onris. I would have woken up if I weren't sleeping so hard. We coupled before I passed out.”
“That makes sense. Can’t blame you there,” Onris said somewhat mollified.
“So you say the Raptors took her?” Holda queried.
“Yes, we followed the deadwalker’s scent to where the raptor picked her up. After that, we decided to come and get advice from you. I don’t think it would have been prudent to go after her unprepared,” Geri replied.
“That was a wise decision,” Holda said. “Now, as you know, their blood is toxic to us so we need to fight them in our human shapes, which sets us at a unique disadvantage. They are predators like us, cunning, pack driven and they don’t need to become human to kill us,” she explained.
“So is there any way to deal with them?” Freki asked.
“I have a way. Unfortunately, it’s packed in my tent and it will have to wait until we make camp.”
Geri bristled his fur at the thought of further delay.
“Now you wait, young pup. If you don’t do it my way, both you and Gerda will wind up getting killed,” Holda scolded the young wolf. “We’re almost there anyway.”
“Alright,” Geri said as the trio padded along next to the elders. “So, Onris, why are you pulling Holda’s tent?”
The older wolf looked somewhat sheepish as he looked away. “Mine burnt down, so I’m sharing hers,” he said curtly.
Geri looked at Onris skeptically but decided to keep his mouth shut. Both elders were much older than they seemed and if th
ey sought each other for companionship, who was he to judge?
Once the pack found a suitable campsite, they changed into their human forms and began to set up. Geri, Freki and Bargi helped Onris and Holda set up their tent to speed things up. After the tent was set up, the three young men crawled inside after Holda.
“I’ll go find some food while you help them,” Onris said as he went off towards the kitchen pit.
“Alright,” Holda said as she settled down. “I need a moment to get in touch with our ancestors. Be silent,” she said as she got comfortable and closed her eyes.
The group sat in silence, staring at each other while waiting for Holda to come out of her trance. Geri hoped they could rescue Gerda before the Raptors killed her. He assumed that’s why they wanted her, why else would they come this far north.
Holda opened her eyes and smiled. “You have one moon to rescue her,” she said in a strange voice. “She is to be a ritual sacrifice to their goddess, so they can come north and either convert us to their ways or destroy us.”
“Convert?” Geri asked, confused.
“They want you to abandon us, the gods of your ancestors, and follow their way. If you abandon your gods, you will be stuck as animals forever.”
Geri’s jaw dropped. That would be the end of life as they knew it. All their memories and sentience would disappear and they would be back to their primal selves.
“So you understand you need to rescue Gerda and prevent this from happening. If she perishes, we all perish. The Raptors will be able to swarm up here during the winter and take us over,” Holda said.
“Well, tell us how we can do it. These things can eviscerate us while human and poison us while we’re wolves,” Geri asked.
“The giants have the answer,” Holda said as she slumped forward.
Geri sighed. “Well, boys, looks like we need to travel up the glacier.”
Freki groaned. “Are you sure we’ll have enough time?”
Onris poked his head into the tent. “We’ll track them from a distance while you go and talk to the giants.”
