Taylor was apologetic, but I wouldn't have any of it.
“It's okay.” I told him. “Sex doesn't have to be perfect. Nothing's perfect.”
“You are.” He said kissing my neck.
I blushed, but wasn't sure what to say.
Taylor's thrusts were slow, deep, and steady. It took me a moment to realize what was going on. We weren't having sex. Taylor was making love to me. Tears swelled up in my eyes as bolts of pleasure shot through my body.
“You okay?” Taylor asked me.
I looked up into his deep brown eyes. I swear if I had tilted my head just right I could have seen straight into his soul.
“Yea.” I said smiling. “Just happy to be with you.”
Our breathing was growing heavier and I could feel the heat rising in my belly. My chakra points were hungry for his chi, but I kept them closed. I refused to hurt Taylor just to satisfy my hunger. I wasn't starving, and even if I had been I loved him too much to endanger him. He was the man I had waited an eternity for.
My climax took me by surprise and I struggled to keep my chakra points closed. The curse wouldn't win this time. When I felt Taylor's seed explode into my body I nearly shouted in triumphant. I had sex without feeding. I hadn't done that since I was a human.
I could feel something pulling Taylor back to the waking world, but I didn't want to let go just yet. Leaning up I kissed him again.
“Alyssa!” He shouted as he began to wake. “Alyssa, I..”
My heart pounded in my chest as he disappeared from my arms. Tears flowed freely down my cheeks. I didn't want to assume, but I loved him so much that my heart refused not to. Remembering his father I quickly looked through the mist into the waking world.
The old man who had previously been unconscious was now sitting up and talking. I smiled in relief. It looked like he might be okay! Taylor would be okay! My tears of sorrow and longing turned to joy as I watched Taylor talking and laughing with his parents. It was good to see him smiling in the waking world.
“One day I'll be a part of that.” I told myself as I tore my eyes away from him.
My stomach was growling and if I didn't feed soon I was going to regret it. I always did foolish things when I was hungry.
I walked into a man's dream. I knew nothing about his waking life, but I didn't care. He sat at the bar of a saloon drinking whiskey from the bottle. I looked down. I was wearing the garb of a saloon girl. I kinda liked it.
The man grinned at me and looked me over from head to toe. “What's your name, little woman?”
For once I had the answer. I knew who I was now, and nothing could change that. Not Morlon. Not the waking world. Not even the hunger that urging me forward.
“Alyssa.” I said giving him a coy smile.
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The Wolfy Side of Me
by
Susan Woodward
Lucas lifted my legs onto his shoulders and slid his manhood into its home. I moaned loudly as my husband's girth filled my body brushing against my g-spot. I squeezed his dick hard as he began to thrust in and out my sopping wet pussy. I moaned loudly letting my bad night at the office fade away. It didn't matter. None of it mattered when I was with Lucas. He was my husband, my human, and so much more.
He leaned down and licked one of my perky pink nipples. I whined in pleasure as the change in position sent bolts of pleasure throw my body. As Lucas moved his body rubbed against my clit providing it with the extra stimulation it needed to take me over the edge. The heat in my belly was almost unbearable. I was always like this when I had a bad night. My body was raw with lust for Lucas and my climax came quickly.
My body quivered as I howled out my pleasure. Lucas released his warm seed into my body bringing new sensations of pleasure. I leaned up and kissed him.
“Mine!” I growled playfully and bit his ear.
Lucas chuckled. My territorial quirks had always amused him. I had told him on more than one occasion that's what you got when you married a werewolf. He released my legs and stretched them bringing them back to life as their circulation returned. I pulled my mate onto me and wrapped my arms around him.
“So what happened at work tonight?” He asked me.
I played with a lock of his black hair as I tried to avoid the question. It wasn't that I kept secrets from Lucas, but I knew he'd be pissed once he knew what went down tonight. My office is convenience store. We've always called it the office in a joking manner, because we both know with the college degrees I carry around I could get a better job. I stick with the store because I can work night shifts and my manager has never looked at me funny for asking for the full moon dates off months in advance. I think she believes I'm a Wiccan.
“You're avoiding the question, Lyka.” He says tapping me on the nose gently. “It was that damn panther again, wasn't it?”
“No, Sanchez actually helped me tonight.” I said frowning.
Lucas's blunt dislike of my ex-boyfriend had always annoyed me. We broke up because of moral differences, which mostly included his extreme dislike for my pack. I still considered Sanchez a good friend, even if I did complain about him a lot.
“Okay, what the hell happened that you needed the help of that bastard?” Lucas demanded.
“It was just a couple of bear shifters passing through.” I said avoiding his eyes.
“And what happened?” Lucas asked arching a brow.
“They tried to rob the store. They must have thought that I was a lone wolf, because they completely ignored my growling. Sanchez smelled my anger from down the block. He came dashing in like the wild cat he is and took a few swipes at them. They put up a big show, but then the cops showed up. The bears got away, but I don't think they'll be back.”
“Have you told your pack yet?” Lucas asked.
I shook my head and looked away. I didn't want to tell the pack and I wasn't obligated to. We weren't a traditional pack. The Long River Pack was just a group of loosely aligned werewolves that had joined forces for safety. We didn't have any rules and what rules we did have, was just about how to treat one another.
Lucas sighed and sat up. “Lyka, why do you always do this?”
“Do what?” I retorted.
“You've told me a thousand times that your pack will help you if you're being harassed by another shifter, yet you never ask for their help!” Lucas said throwing his hands in the air.
“Because I don't need them for this. The bears were bikers I bet as soon as the cops let them go, they'll be headed out of town.” I told him.
I moved over and lay my head in Lucas's lap. I didn't like it when he was angry. He worried about me a lot, but most it was unwarranted. Being a shifter meant that I could handle most things myself. Even if Sanchez hadn't shown up I would have been okay until the human police arrived. They were just a couple of young bears. In the wild I would eat them.
“You look exhausted.” Lucas said looking down at me.
“I am.” I nodded.
“Let's get some sleep. We can talk about it more when we wake up.” He said laying back down.
I turned over and pushed my back into the warmth of his stomach. His strong arm wrapped around my waist pulling me closer to him.
“Mine.” I mumbled as I fell asleep.
I woke a few hours later with my head resting on Lucas's chest. I lay still listening to his heart beat for a few moments before looking down and seeing his morning wood. Carefully so I didn't wake him up just yet I moved my head down to his stomach. I trailed my fingers down his happy trail to the object of my desire. Lucas stirred in his sleep.
I carefully inched my face closer to his hard-on and ran my tongue down the length of his shaft. Lucas's breathing became heavy and I could tell that he was awake. I turned my head and grinned at him.
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nbsp; “Good morning to you too.” He grinned.
I replied by licking the head of his hard dick. My tongue flicked back and forth across its tip sending shivers through Lucas. I grinned as I took his girth in my hand and squeezed.
Lucas lifted me so that I was on top of him. He buried his face in my crotch and licked across my clit. I moaned against his dick before taking the head of it in my mouth. I worked my mouth over him again and again as he lapped at my wet pussy. My hips wiggled grinding down on his face.
As my throat relaxed I was able to take more and more of Lucas into my mouth until finally he was into his hilt. I love the taste of my mate and I love how it feels to consume his dick. To take control of it, so he knows he is mine now and forever.
I could already taste pre-cum oozing onto my tongue. I savored the salty taste as I worked my mouth over him. Lucas slipped two fingers into my pussy and I moaned loudly vibrating his hard-on that still occupied my throat. Lucas moaned in return. I love to hear Lucas moan. Humans male are so quiet during sex and it drives me crazy. I like to know that my lover is enjoying what I'm doing. The sounds of pleasure coming from Lucas's lips is the best praise I've received in weeks.
Lucas nibbles on my clit and I have to pull away from his manhood before I bite it. Bolts of pleasure travel through my body making my limbs quiver. I stroke his dick fervently as he licks over my clit again and again. As the heat in my belly builds Lucas has to grip my hips to hold me still. It feels so good. Almost too good.
I hold tight to his cock as my climax washes over me. My eyes roll back in my head and I howl. I sometimes wonder what the neighbors think of all my canine noises? Maybe they think we have a very noisy dog. Lucas nibbles my clit again and I lose track of my thoughts. It takes all my concentration just to keep stroking him. I often tease Lucas that I married him because he was the best at eating pussy. He laughs, but the man is a god of oral sex.
Once my body quits quivering I lick over Lucas's still hard manhood and slip it back into my mouth. I work my lips over him again and again tasting the salty pre-cum that oozes onto my tongue before sliding down my throat. I move my mouth faster and faster as I take him to the edge. My tongue flicks back and forth over the head of his manhood until he finally cums. I swallow his hot sticky seed before crawling up to kiss him good morning.
Once the afterglow of our play session wears off we shower together. All thoughts of the previous night and the bear shifters gone. We lather each other as we scrub our bodies clean. I let my long red hair down and Lucas washes it for me.
After he finishes with the shampoo he massages in the conditioner. My hair is down past my ass. It's too much for me to manage, but Lucas didn't want me to cut it so we compromised. I won't cut it as long as he helps me take care of it. Lucas has just finished lathering my head with the conditioner when my cellphone rings. I almost ignore it, but then remember the officer said if they needed more information they might call me.
I dash out of the shower, my wet feet slipping on the tiles of the bathroom floor. I manage to keep my balance until I finally make it onto the burgundy carpet in the living room and snatch my cellphone from the coffee table. It's Mary. The closet thing the Long River pack had to an alpha female.
“Hello!” I said flopping onto the sofa careful not to lean my head back on the cushions.
“Lyka, are you okay?” She asked.
Her voice sounded thick with anger and worry. Had she heard about what happened at work last night? Did Sanchez rat me out? That seemed unlikely.
“I'm fine, Mary.” I sigh into the phone.
“Have you watched the news today?” She demanded.
“No, we just woke up not too long ago.” I said rolling my eyes. I would so fail at being in a real wolf pack.
“Those guys that tried to rob your store last night killed the officer that was driving them to the jail and now they're on the loose. The humans think an animal attacked, but we both know better than that. What are they, Lyka?”
“Bears.” I answered after almost dropping the phone.
“I want you and Lucas to come to my house. I'm calling a pack meeting. If they killed the human I don't think that they'll hesitate to attack you guys either.” She said hastily.
“Mary..” I began.
“No, arguments, Lyka. For once will you just listen to me?” She asked.
“Okay, we'll be there.” I frowned and hung up the phone.
I looked up to see Lucas standing on the other side of the coffee table. He was already dressed.
“Was that Mary?” He asked. “Did she hear about the bears?”
I nodded and slowly explained what she had told me.
“I told you..” He began.
“Shut up!” I snapped and stormed back into the bathroom.
I lock the bathroom door and step back into the shower. I rinse my hair as tears begin to flow down my cheeks. Why was this happening to me? All I wanted to do was live a happy life with Lucas and be left the hell alone! Anger gnawed at my belly and I had to fight the urge to shift and run off.
“Babe, let me in please!” Lucas plead from the other side of the door.
“Go away!” I growled at him.
“Come on. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that.” He called back.
Sighing I stood up. Why did he have to apologize? Couldn't he just leave me alone and let me be angry for a while? I turned off the water and unlocked the door. Lucas walked in and wrapped his strong arms around me and I rested my head against his chest.
I was grateful that Lucas didn't say all the silly things that most humans tend to say in situations like this. He didn't tell me that it would be okay or that he'd protect me. My husband knew I was a werewolf and that I was stronger than him. It was something he came to terms with early on in our relationship. I would have never married a man that felt insecure because of my species.
I went to my toes and kissed him on the cheek. A gesture that showed gratitude, but wouldn't start sex. Over the years I had learned that sometimes what was just a kiss to me, Lucas would consider an invitation to something more. I was still horny, but my survival instincts spoke more loudly than my wet pussy.
“Let's get ready to leave.” I said turning away from him.
I dressed in silence avoiding Lucas's eyes. He was afraid. I could smell his fear, but didn't want to look into his eyes and see it lingering there. His brown eyes usually danced with laughter and mischief. I didn't want to see them any other way. I was afraid I'd lose my courage if I did.
We took Lucas's car to Mary's. I usually insist on driving, because I love the feeling of freedom being behind the wheel gives me. Today I was more concerned about keeping my eyes open for enemies or attacks. I was more observant than my husband by nature.
Lucas must have known my eyes darting here and there, because he was quiet as he drove. He didn't even turn the radio on. Most days I insisted on having the radio on to drown out all the sounds I hear. I hate picking up bits and pieces of a thousand conversations as I drive through the city, but today I could hear something that might save my life. All of my senses strained combing the world around for any sign of danger. The hair on the back of my neck was standing up.
About an hour later we pulled into Mary's driveway. She was wolfier than I had ever been and insisted on living in the country. Many of the pack would spend weekends at her house to enjoy the fresh air. I used to be one of the weekend crew before I met Lucas, but gave up that part of my social life because my husband was nervous being surrounded by so many wolves. At least that was his excuse. I still think it was weird for him seeing me in my animal form.
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