by J D Harding
Looking over her shoulder she watched him, a smile of satisfaction on her lips. He hadn’t let himself come but it had been close. He opened his eyes after a moment and saw her watching him. The smug look on her face must have been some sort of challenge to him because he grabbed her hips roughly with a look of determination on his face.
Slipping inside her he didn’t waste any time building back up. His thrusts were fast and forceful. She screamed in delight, bucking against him and arching her back. He didn’t relent and it wasn’t long before her body grew weak and then tense. His fingers wound through her hair again and he pulled, forcing her to arch her body. Writhing beneath his thrusting lust she screamed again, her eyes rolling in the back of her head against the rapture of an orgasm.
Breathless she fell helplessly limp, her flesh humming with euphoria. He let go of her hair and gave her a moment, his breath heavy, his shaft throbbing inside of her.
Falling forward she slid off of him and rolled over, her body aching from the divine abuse. The pale moonlight glistened over his chest and his green eyes burned into her. She pulled herself up and leaned into him, kissing him forcefully and pushing him down onto his back. Mounting him she didn’t bother with teasing; she sat right on top of his hardness and immediately stroked over his length.
His hands roamed over her skin, soaking in the softness of her body. She felt something stir inside, something she didn’t have a word for. Warm and tingling it wasn’t an orgasm. It felt good, though, and she pumped faster. The strange sensation built inside of her and on the fringes of that awareness the beginning of an orgasm flickered.
She lost herself; unaware of what she was doing, only able to feel. His hands elicited fire in her blood and the sounds of desire echoed from him to her and back. Without knowing how she drew that new sensation into her, pulling it deeper, making it fill her. Every centimeter exploded and electricity danced behind her fluttering eyelids.
Hands were on her breasts, raging pleasure burst through her center, his voice rang in her ears as he cried out in pleasured moans. Tension built until her body felt brittle. Rocking harder her core stretched, straining against the beating she had taken already. Lightheaded she felt like she was falling. Climax hit her and there was nothing but pure rhapsody rolling over her in waves like she was the sky and thunder was rolling through her. It hit her again and just as her first orgasm died the next peaked. Again and again her body convulsed around the man inside her.
Suddenly she could feel the moonlight burning her skin like the sun on a hot day. The light flickered over her and she drew it into her. It was like Drawing Down the Moon, only more dangerous. Whatever sensation she had filled herself with before grew excited, yearned to crash into the moonlight. It pressed against her skin and the moonlight pressed back.
She wanted to tear off her skin, the only thing between her and completion. The two opposing forces assailed her, one from the outside, and one from the inside. Together they would devour her and she would enjoy every second of it. As liquid bliss they surged toward each other, warping her into something else, something that could handle the pleasure burning every cell of her body.
Pitching her hips she arched her back, granting the moonlight more of her flesh. It danced over her skin with carnivorous mania. Her hips rocked faster and the shear angle drove her into another orgasm. The man beneath her writhed, moaning deeply. Climax seized her, her muscles convulsed and euphoria began to take her. It was stronger than the last one, and the one before. This one was going to take over her, release whatever barrier was between the glory in her and the moonlight soaking into her. The very nerve endings in her body each had their own little orgasms. The peak hit her, one more thrust over his hard member and she would be nothing but pure bliss.
Without warning she was flung across the parking lot. The dropping sensation in the pit of her stomach when she became airborne made her queasy. She hit the ground hard and her head hammered against the concrete floor. The sudden motion tore her from the erotic haze without mercy. It caused her physical pain not to find completion. She curled in on herself, choking on the anguish.
Dazed her vision was slow to come back to her. The almost full moon hung high and brilliant, dazzling her eyes. Confused at the sudden act of violence and frustrated that he had thrown her off of him when she had been so close to reaching the most intensely perfect orgasm she had ever experienced in her life, she sat up.
Her blood ran cold when her eyes lighted on him. He was standing, every inch of him trembling against a strain of his will. Fur covered most of him and his body had partially turned back into the giant wolf. Deformed and frightening in the between state he continued to fight against the wolf that was consuming him.
His eyes opened and her pulse leapt into her throat. Wolf yellow stared back at her, but they held no sign of the intelligent beast she met earlier that night. Wild and crazed they were dangerous. A deep growl rose from his chest and he threw his head back, howling. The noise rattled her to the bone and she scurried backward as far as she could. It wasn’t a wolf noise, nor was it human, but something in between; something that shouldn’t have existed. She stared, terrified as he struggled with the beast.
Finally, slowly, the wolf disappeared. Bones cracked and fur peeled back over taut skin. The man stood before her, weak in the knees, trembling. Sweat glistened over his body and the moonlight seemed to sizzle over him. He fell to the ground, his head hung low, his breath ragged.
Trembling, she made her way across the space between them, her naked feet almost inaudible against the concrete. Kneeling right in front of him she reached out to touch his shoulder.
“Don’t.”
She jerked back, taking a step away from him. He was quivering still, but control was noticeably coming over him.
“What happened?” Her voice was small and she frowned against the childlike fear in it.
He looked up to her and gratefully his eyes were stunning green again.
“You called on the wolf.”
She shook her head. “I don’t understand.”
Slowly he stood, his legs wobbling underneath him.
“Neither do I. How did you do it?” His tone sounded accusatory and she glared at him.
“How did I do what?”
For a moment he glared at her, as though by just scowling he could make her know what she had done. He looked to the almost full moon and closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath. Shaking his head he looked back to her.
“You’re dangerous.”
She squared her shoulders, only now realizing that the bruising and tearing on her body was only from the amazing sex she just had; nothing from the fight with the Nightwalkers remained. That confused her more, the charm in her car only worked by touch. There was no explanation, except for the sensation she had drawn into her. He had called it “the wolf”. She didn’t know what it meant, didn’t know if it confirmed that he too was a shifter, like her, or something else.
“What are you?”
He didn’t answer. The moonlight lingered over their naked bodies, reminding her of the passion her flesh devoured only moments before. The moons touch was far colder than his had been. Without another word he walked passed her and into the night. She watched him go, a little sad at his departure.
“Maybe leather and miniskirts aren’t the best of Friday nights.”
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