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Marcella

I was sore, but it was the good kind, the kind that gave you those little twinges that let you know you’d been loved really good and hard. Not that I knew what that actually felt like.

I hadn’t been a virgin before Wolf, but I also had never been fucked like that either. In fact, I’d experienced nothing close to what I did with him.

And something had changed with him ever since we were finally together last night.

Although before we’d had sex—if something that primitive and savage could be called something so… mundane—I’d always catch him looking at me, being close to me.

But since last night? Wolf couldn't stop petting me.

He’d run his paw over the back of my head, his claws tangling in the strands, as he pulled me close and licked my face before dragging his tongue over my lips.

He made me sit on his lap as he fed me berries and nuts and salmon that he’d gathered just that morning.

Not that it was any hardship to let him do any of that. In fact, I just snuggled against him as he fed me and touched me, making me feel like there was nothing more important in the world than me.

I’d insisted he take me to the pond so I could clean up, which he’d responded with a lot of growling and snarling to let me know he didn’t approve. But I wasn’t about to walk around with dried cum between my legs and on my chest, because he liked the fact he marked me and I smelled like him.

The only way I talked him into it was by promising he could do it all over again tonight.

And something in my chest twinged at that thought. I didn’t want to leave, not really, not right now, at least. I was curious to see how things could be with Wolf here.

Although realistically, it wasn’t as if I could just completely drop off the face of the planet. There were people back home who would question where I was and what happened. I had to tie up loose ends.

Did I really, though? Who would miss me? Who would even care that I was gone?

Grandma is gone, and I don’t have any friends. None that wanted anything to do with me unless they needed something.

Would Wolf even let me leave if I promised to come back? I glanced over at him as he packed a small satchel for me.

Even now he was thinking of my comfort, making sure we had a bladder of water and some food, so I didn’t get hungry, because he informed me the trek to the cabin was quite a bit away.

I knew he wouldn’t let me go, not willingly, not even if I swore up and down I would come back to him. In his eyes there was no him without me.

He helped me into my red peacoat and put the hood up, taking me out of my thoughts, his paws cupping each side of my head as he looked into my eyes.

“I want you to be warm,” he murmured. “I can smell rain coming.”

He stared into my eyes, made a deep sound in his throat, and I rose on my toes so he could drag his tongue over my lips.

His version of a kiss that I was coming to love so much.

“Are you sure you want to travel today? The heavy storm will make it wet and cold, and the trip will be longer than normal.”

I knew why he was bringing this up, that although he wanted to make me happy and would take me to the cabin, he was also worried. I didn’t have to hear him say the words. Wolf was very expressive with the grunts and growls and entire body language that were displays of his emotions.

“I want to get my stuff, Wolf,” I murmured, and reached up to run my finger along one thickly furred ear. He leaned into me as it twitched under my touch. “I won’t run or try to escape, if that’s what you think.” I gave him a smile. “I enjoy being here with you.” Not a lie, strangely enough.

How insane was it that in just a few days’ time, I was so comfortable with him?

Not anymore. But of course I kept that to myself. If I admitted I had planned on getting away but then changed my mind, I was pretty sure he’d be too paranoid to even take the trip.

He made a gruff sound and leaned in to nuzzle my neck. I wrapped my arms around his waist, although my hands couldn’t touch because he was just so big.

With one more lingering lick over my mouth that had my toes curling and a delicious hum of arousal filling me, he pulled back with an almost frustrated grunt and took my hand.

He grabbed the pack with the supplies in his other paw and we left the cave. Although it was sunny, rays of light peeking through the treetops that surrounded the cave, I glanced at Wolf.

“Are you sure it’s supposed to storm?” I tipped my head back and looked at the bright blue sky. It was a gorgeous day, not too warm or cold.

He made that very animal-like sound when he found me amusing, and I cut a glare at him even though I knew he was just teasing.

“Trust me. I know when it’s going to storm, my Little Bird.”

And still we started our trek through the woods, keeping to the shadowy parts where the sunlight didn’t quite reach.

I kept glancing at Wolf, and noticed how his ears would twitch from side to side as if he were picking up different sounds, and how he’d stop intermittently and tip his head back, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled deeply before we started walking again.

He was just so big and predator-esque, and here I was, this tiny human that didn’t even reach the center of his chest, putting all my trust in him and knowing he’d never hurt me.

We stopped a few times, and he urged me to eat, growling low when I told him I wasn’t hungry.

It was peaceful out here, with only the sound of the wind moving the leaves above us, birds chirping and squawking in the distance, and little critters scurrying about.

There was no car exhaust or honking horns. There were no screaming matches or the scent of cooking food from the street vendors.

It was just serene, and I closed my eyes as I rested my hands behind me to absorb it all.

I felt centered and grounded by it. I felt like... me.

When I opened my eyes and glanced at Wolf, feeling a smile tug at my lips, it was to see him already staring at me. “What?” I asked softly.

He shook his head. “Nothing and no one is prettier than you.”

My belly flipped, my heart stopped, and before I knew what I was doing, I was walking up to him and rising on my toes. I placed my hands on his chest and kissed the side of his mouth.

We continued our journey, Wolf insisting that we stop every so often so that I could rest, even though I told him we didn’t have to. But I enjoyed taking our time.

I enjoyed being deep in the Alaskan woods, places few people had probably been because it was so wild and free. As time passed, the sky became darker and the promise of rain in the air became stronger.

Wolf stopped and glanced up, making a gruff sound, before looking at me. I suppressed rolling my eyes, knowing that the gleam in his eyes was his arrogance that he had been correct.

It was about to rain.

My thoughts clearly wanted to drive that stake home, because the skies opened up, and the rain fell down like a heavy blanket.

I laughed as it poured down my hands over my head in a poor excuse for an umbrella.

When I got to the outcropping, I turned and faced Wolf, seeing him standing right outside getting soaked, the water dripping off his dark fur, his teeth showing in that cute—and utterly endearing—wolfish smile of his.

“Get in here,” I called out and laughed. He loped inside, and before I could brace myself, he did a full body, very canine shake.

Water droplets flung everywhere—including on me—but I was already soaked, so all I did was laugh harder.

I stood by the entrance to this little alcove and watched the rain fall. The sound of the droplets hitting leaves had this musical lithe to it. It was beautiful.

When I turned to face Wolf, I noticed he was perched on a boulder. Before I knew his intentions, he gripped my waist and adjusted me in his lap like I was some doll he could move around at his leisure.

He stared into my eyes for so long it made me feel bare. “What?” I asked softly.

“You fill this void in me I didn’t know I had.” He took my hand and placed it on his chest, right over his heart. “Right here. You fill me right here.”

I softened against him and smiled. “Same,” I whispered, not realizing how much I meant those words until they were out in the open.

Once Wolf had me positioned the way he wanted, with our chests pressed against each other and my legs straddling his waist, he placed his enormous paw on the small of my back and leaned in to run his snout along the side of my throat.

“I’ve never smelled anything sweeter than you. You make my mouth water, my little human.”

I let my head fall to the side and closed my eyes as he scented me. I couldn’t explain the sensation I felt when he did this. It was a mixture of comfort and desire.

We just sat there, with Wolf smelling me as I ran my fingers through his thick fur. I could’ve fallen asleep this way, his colossal body cradling mine, the sound of the rain falling and birds calling out in the distance.

He was hard underneath my ass, that thick length digging into my flesh and causing me to squirm as my desire grew. I was a fiend for Wolf. His claws gripped me tighter, and he nosed my neck, pushing my hair away from my throat.

“Put me inside of you.”

The way he said that, his tone serrated and dominating, as if I wouldn’t dare deny him, had fresh moisture pooling in between my legs.

I didn’t know how I got my pants off, but here they were, my leggings hanging around one ankle, my pussy so wet I embarrassingly dripped my arousal onto his hard cock.

I looked between us, watching him grow harder, thicker, and couldn’t stop myself from reaching down and stroking him from uncut tip to wide base.

I slid my fingers down to grip his heavy, fur covered balls, the weight substantial in my palm.

He gave a harsh groan and dragged his coarse tongue along the side of my neck before licking my cheek, then my mouth, and gently probing between my lips. He was also gentle, mindful of his sharp teeth. I sucked on his tongue, twirling mine along his much larger one, and lined the tip of his dick with my pussy hole. And then I slid down in one fluid motion.

Even though we had sex several times, I didn’t think I’d ever be prepared or ready to take him. His size was just too monumental.

But I wanted that pain, wanted to feel the burning and stretching. I wanted Wolf to force his way inside, struggling because he was just so big and couldn't fully fit.

It was those thoughts and images in my mind, the feeling of his claws scraping up and down my back before he gripped my ass, that had me rising and falling back down .

I rode him hard and feverishly, not even sure who this woman was as I bounced on his dick and just let myself feel.

The smell of him, the sound of his groaning, and the feel of him inside of me, had me coming so hard and fast it shocked me so much I cried out.

He smacked my ass once, twice, and on the third time he gripped the flesh and pulled me down until our bodies were completely touching.

His cock jerked inside of me, and the feeling was so intense I felt another spark of ecstasy claim me. His cum was hot and thick inside of me, and I moaned, rotating my hips around, rolling them back-and-forth.

I wanted to stand up and have his seed slipping out of me and down my inner thighs. That nasty thought had me leaning in and sucking on his tongue again.

But just as my orgasm faded, he gripped my hips and lifted me off of him, his cock sliding out of me, all wet and sloppy from getting off on me.

When Wolf shoved me down to my knees, I lost my balance and rocked back. He gripped a chunk of my hair behind my head, tugging at the strands, and jerked me.

I moaned at how good that sting felt, how his focus was on my face, his eyes blazing with primal need.

Kneeling between his thighs brought me face-to-face with his cock, and I clenched my thighs and felt a flush steal over my breasts at how it jutted toward me.

He fisted his length, and I was riveted to the sight of how glossy his cock appeared, knowing all that wetness covered him because he was just buried deep inside my body.

Thick beads of cum dribbled out of the slit and before I could lean in and lick it clean, he ground out, “Suck me off and make me come again.”

As I stared into his eyes, I gripped his shaft, my fingers not able to touch as I squeezed them around his erection.

I could feel the hard ribs that circled him, starting at the base and working their way up to stop right underneath the crown.

Tearing my focus away from Wolf’s eyes, I looked down again and leaned forward, dragging my tongue over the bulbous head, sucking off that salty seed that spilled from him.

I hummed with pleasure and closed my eyes. I really started working him over, tracing those ribs, licking that definition like they were one of those rainbow suckers. He kept dribbling cum, and I kept licking it up.

Wolf spread his thighs a little further, allowing me to move in closer. He let go of his cock and leaned back, and when I couldn’t reach with my mouth, I stroked with my palm. My eyes were closed as I lavished him, but they sprung open when I felt his paw on my ass, then between my cheeks.

He pressed the big pad of a digit against my asshole. He didn’t penetrate me, couldn’t with those sharp claws, but the digit was thick enough he could tease the hole and add pressure, which led to my pleasure growing.

I used my other hand to cup his sack, rolling the heavy twin weights in my palm. His balls overflowed in my palm, and the realization he was so virile and potent had me dripping wet.

My clit throbbed and my pussy clenched. The greedy bitch knew this cock needed to be between my thighs.

And then he started lifting his hips at the same time I sank my mouth down on him, forcing me to take more than comfortably possible.

I gagged, saliva spilling out from the corners of my mouth, my eyes watering.

Both paws were now in my hair, fisting the strands as he started fucking my mouth. I wasn’t the one in control anymore. He was as he pounded into my face so savagely that all I could do was grip his thighs and hold on, letting him take his pleasure.

I squeezed my thighs together, pinching my clit between my pussy lips and humming at how good it felt. I could get off on this, just let my legs rub together and trap that tiny bundle of nerves as I moved my thighs back-and-forth until I got off.

And then he came, pushing my face all the way down until the crown was buried in the back of my throat and I had no choice but to swallow around it, drinking his cum that he pumped into my belly.

I couldn’t breathe, was crying as my eyes watered profusely, but I was orgasming right along with him, explosions of pleasure starting in my pussy and spearing to the top of my head to the tips of my toes.

There was so much cum I couldn’t swallow it fast enough, my mouth couldn’t hold all of it. It sprayed out the sides, which elicited a huffing sound of pleasure from Wolf.

To feel his knot throbbing in my mouth, the ribs hardening because he came, had me moaning again.

And when I swallowed the last spurt from him, he gently pulled my face away, cupped my cheeks, and leaned down to run his tongue over my face, licking at my tears, and smoothing that thick muscle along my lips so he was also tasting his seed.

“My perfect little mate. You’re such a good girl.” He gently ran those deadly claws over my cheeks. “No one will ever please me the way you do. No one will ever be as important to me as you are.”

His praise did the most wonderful thing to me.

He continued to lick my lips, and I’d be lying if I didn’t admit it turned me on, knowing that he didn’t care about tasting his own seed as he kissed me.

In the next instance he had me on my back, my legs thrown over his shoulders, and his face buried in my pussy as he ate me out and got me off twice more.

It was long moments after both of us had orgasms that he just held me, keeping me draped over his chest as he laid on the hard ground.

He stroked his palm up and down my spine, petting me in that way that I loved so much.

And I twirled my fingers around his chest fur, closing my eyes and inhaling the scent of Wolf.

But when his body tensed, and his arms wrapped tightly around mine, I felt the air change. I felt the danger and aggression coming from Wolf so suddenly. My heart beat a strange rhythm. And that’s when my survival instinct rose.

Something was wrong. Danger was in the air.