Page 54 of Little Etheldreda Riding Hood

Totally weird, Zach’s voice says in my head. I stop mid-pet and stare at him in shock.

“Do that again.”

Do what again? His voice asks.

My heart starts to pound. “How can I hear you?” I ask, confused and slightly terrified.

I hear his distinctive chuckle in my mind. Darla said I might try to see if it works with you since you’re my mate. Usually only other wolves can hear each other.

“So this is the big secret? Everyone shifts on the night of the full moon and talks to each other telepathically?”

Zach’s internal voice chuckles again. Oh no, a lot of wolves will spend the whole night out in the wood. Tailgate, get drunk, shift, then have sex with a lot of people. I had some wild times when I was younger and my knees didn’t make noises.

I snort. “In wolf form?”

In response, he stands up and runs his snout down my spine and along my ass. I move immediately.

“Uh, Zach, I’m not that comfortable with the idea of–”

He chuckles again, shifting slowly back into a partial shift. The hair recedes, his legs and arms return to normal, well normal-ish, while his ears stay the same. “I’m not going to lie and say no one has ever done that before because there’s a kink for everything, but I’ve never done that. I like to be in the same form as my mate for activities.”

He repeats the same move, his tongue down my back until he comes to my ass, where he bites softly at each of my cheeks until it becomes more ticklish than anything. I turn back to look at him, still in partial shift.

“So if everybody is having sex on the full moon, then they’re in their wolf forms while they’re doing it?”

“Mmmhmm,” he says, still distracted by my butt.

I chew on that for a moment, turning the idea around and around in my head. Will this be a disappointment to him eventually if he can’t go completely wild one night a month?

“You are thinking way too much about this,” he says in my ear, his cock pressing against my ass.

“You can still hear me?”

“Every word.”

Will we always be able to talk like this now?

I feel him shake his head behind me. It wears off after a few hours, unfortunately. Or fortunately, depending on the thoughts you like to entertain.

I snort.

Does it work for things like this? I ask, picturing him taking me from behind, his teeth scraping my shoulder, his fingers on my clit. I hear him suck in a breath behind me.

Apparently it does. Was that a command? he asks.

More like a request. I answer back.

“Then on your knees,” he growls aloud.

I focus on the excitement as it builds in me and try pushing that toward Zach. He chuckles, “You learn quickly.”

I push up on all fours, but Zach pulls me upright so my body is flush against his and begins to work on me immediately, his tongue and teeth at my neck, his fingers gently rolling my nipples for a moment before smoothing down my belly and pushing inside me. He starts off slowly and I push the feeling of it, the excitement that builds, the feel of electricity through my belly and down my legs back his way. He groans.

He reaches for my clit and I have no more control over anything, including the pushing of thoughts, but I must be broadcasting because we groan at the same time.

“Fuck, Red,” he growls aloud.

“Please don’t stop.”

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