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Eventually, we reach a truce, something we never thought possible.We shift again, but this time, we merge, allowing the best part of us to have access to her.My fangs fade away, leaving human teeth surrounding a wolven tongue.
Claws and paws recede, leaving human fingers, hands, and feet.The body is his, but the cock is mine.This time, when she looks upon us, she sees the face and body of a human, but coupled with the ferocity of the beast.
Chapter8
Teagan
This is wrong.This is all wrong.How could I allow a monster to touch me so intimately?Keeping my eyes firmly closed, I force myself to confront what just happened.A wolf licked my most intimate parts, and yet, I somehow enjoyed it.
Even now, I feel his hot breath against my skin, pausing, waiting.For what, I don’t know.Hazarding a glance, I find no beast between my legs, but instead, the man I spoke with earlier.How is that even possible?
Could it be that it was him the whole time, and I just imagined the wolf?My heart pounds hard within my chest, flooding my ears until that’s all I can hear.Unable to look away, I watch the smirk as it crosses his face.
An impossibly large tongue snakes out from between his lips.I study his teeth, my mind still unsure of what I’m seeing or experiencing.They look human, normal even, but just a little too sharp.His tongue, however, is nothing like I’ve ever seen.
It’s long and flat, huge, far larger than any human has a right to have.Nervousness sets my limbs to trembling, and I long to break the silence.“M- My, what a large tongue you have,” I half-murmur, half-whisper, unsure if I even said it out loud.
With another grin, he pulls back just a touch.“All the better to taste you with, my dear.”The voice that comes from him sounds human enough, but there’s an edge to it, a darker desperation that wasn’t there earlier.
The sound skitters across my skin, pebbling it.That heat from earlier races through my body, turning me molten underneath him.Again, his head lowers, but his lips never touch me.Instead, he keeps his face far enough for me to see his expression through my splayed thighs.
His tongue snakes out to lap at me, to slide over every inch of that forbidden part.Now, I understand why it was wrong for me to touch myself.The pleasure that courses through me is electric, pulsing until I can no longer think.
I thrash about as he holds my hips steady, his tongue probing my entrance.Somehow, he’s able to thrust it into me, spearing me with shallow motions.It drives me mad and makes me crave things I don’t even understand.
Beneath me, the snow melts away from the heat of our bodies, and yet, despite the chill from the blustery wind surrounding us, I feel nothing but blessed warmth.It’s odd, in a way.I should be shivering, but I’m not… not from the elements, at least.
Moans drip from my lips, carried away on the wind, disappearing into the ether.Reaching between my thighs, I run my fingers through this stranger’s hair, gripping it as he lashes his tongue against somewhere far different.It’s certainly in between my thighs, but higher somehow.
All I know is pure, unadulterated pleasure surges through me as I grip tightly, refusing to let go.“My, what sharp claws you have,” he teases, coming up for a moment.His eyes twinkle as he gives me a wink.“I might have to restrain you, but then, I love the violence your fingers create.”
Violence?Horrified, I bring my hands up to my face to check if blood mars them.However, they’re blurry, rendering me unable to see anything but the shape and shade.No matter how hard I try to focus, I find I’m unable.
Thankfully, there doesn’t appear to be any streaks of blood, but it only shuts down that aspect of my mind.Panic beats at me as I look about, my eyes wildly roaming over the expanse.Everything melds together until it’s just one giant blob.
Easing out from between my thighs, he slides over my body, covering mine with his.With far more tenderness than I could have thought possible, he cradles my head in his hands.
“Shhhhh, little red hood,” he croons, nuzzling my face.
In an instant, my mind reverts back, transposing the image of a fearsome wolf onto his face.I’m going crazy.That’s the only explanation for anything.Tears once more coat my cheeks, only to be lapped away by this man who holds me captive.
“You’re going into heat,” he continues, his voice muddled as if far away.“It’s a natural response.Let it happen.Let it consume you.”
My insides seize as his words tumble about my brain like a siren’s call.With each utterance, I feel myself slipping away, drifting off into the night sky.Was this his plan all along?To get me alone so he can devour me?Steal my soul?
I push at his chest, my touch feeble, weak.Try as I might, I cannot fight him or this pull that draws me ever closer.His lips feel like heaven against my neck as he trails down my body in a fiery path.
“Relax, my little conquest,” he whispers, his words sliding over my skin like the snow drifting down onto my eyelids.“Let this happen.Open yourself to me.Give me your all.”
“I’m afraid,” I manage to croak, refusing to open my eyes.
“Yes, I know.And that’s what makes this all the more delectable.I feel your fear beating at you, flapping behind your breasts like an injured bird desperate to fly away.Your unease brings me such pleasure, such joy.Ahhh, but it makes me crave you all the more.”
His words should be terrifying, and in some ways, they are.However, my body responds in a completely different way.Instead of me trying to flee, to escape this unnamed monster threatening to pull me under, I find I’m rubbing against him, desperate for his touch.
“That’s it.That’s my good little omega.Now, open your legs wide for me.I want to touch you, to feel you come apart on my fingers.”
His words make no sense.All I can understand is the command to spread my legs, but do I dare?Curiosity and desire eat at me, flooding my brain with the need to obey him, to do his bidding.Besides, we’ve already crossed so many lines.What’s one more?
