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It was right about now I was starting to wonder if I was having some kind of Tyler Durden inspired psychotic break. Hawk moved closer, hand out and ready to go to Jack's shoulder as he just stared at me. Jack’s green eyes glowed with an unearthly light, and then he was on me.

I don't know if he realised it was me—not the bloody wolf that lurked within me—he was shoving against the wall, but it didn't seem to matter.

His mouth was on mine in one second, my shirt yanked up and around my neck.

I heard the fabric rip as our lips parted, my tongue capturing his taste of mint, cigarettes, and beer.

While kissing Slade settled something deep down inside me, Jack had the opposite effect. I came out fighting.

"Fucking stop, Jack!"

Hawk tried to wrench him off me, but I was not about to be placated.

I shoved Jack, watching his limbs windmilling with a twist of a smile, but my hand snapped out and grabbed his belt buckle before he fell.

I growled at Hawk when he went to intervene, throwing the blond man down on the couch and tearing the front of his pants open with honest to goodness claws.

He lay beneath me, eyes wide as I looked at my fingers, now curved with long vicious claws that were slowly receding.

By the time I pulled out his dick, they had returned to human form.

"Last chance, son of Kelly, grandson of Ophelia.

Tirian do not rape. Say no," I said, palming his rigid length, "and I'll never bother you again.

You can take your pretty lover and spend a long and happy life together.

" I watched his face, saw the moment when he knew he was going to say yes. He nodded, unable to get the words out.

I smiled as I moved over him, slowly rubbing the head of his dick against my wet cunt.

His brows jerked down, his mouth going wide as I worked him in.

It was a slow process—did they all need to have such big dicks?

—but my body was thrumming with the unique pleasure of being completely full.

When I moved, it was with the long lope of the wolf.

Along with the shove of his cock inside me, I could almost feel the thud of my paws slamming down onto the ground as I ran.

I ripped open his shirt and placed my palms on the tattoos on his shoulders, one hand on each Tirian, noting they were identical to Hawk's.

I closed my eyes against the lambent green glow of his eyes and just felt.

Usually, I needed something more than just dick, but perhaps whatever this was made life that much easier for me.

I bit my lip, my head twisting on my neck as I focussed on the drag of him in me.

The big crown of his cock felt like it was forcing itself against the front wall of my cunt, rubbing a thick, heavy pressure against my g-spot.

It was quite a different pleasure, a dull, almost sullen sensation, but as we moved together, our strokes growing faster and faster, something huge built inside me.

In my mind’s eye, I raced along a dark landscape, not fleeing, but running towards something.

A black sun rose above a lake of midnight, its reflection mirrored on the water’s surface.

I ran, the air feeling tangible, slick and silky, like thousands of gentle fingers trailing through my fur as I passed.

Pleasure spiked harder inside me as I chased it, the great obsidian orb rising and rising, while I sprinted faster and faster to try and catch it.

It would burn me whole, consume with no thought, but I strove with everything I had to reach it.

I got to the edge of the lake, seeing the star begin to rise, and I leapt.

Returning to reality, I was hit by a chaotic maelstrom of sensation. Jack's hands dug into my hips, shoving me down on his cock as we hurtled towards orgasm. My clit throbbed, my mouth going wide when he changed his angle. "Oh fuck!" I yelped, moving now in earnest.

"You better come soon," he snarled.

I leaned back, my whole body swaying with our movements, and my eyes closed for a second. I felt it, the familiar prickle along my spine, the most glorious ache inside me. As I came, I saw the wolf in my mind's eye bite the black sun, and then, everything exploded.

I couldn't move, couldn’t keep going to pull Jack down with me, my nails lengthening as I raked at his chest, my whole body rigid as I braced myself. I was pummelled by pleasure, shaking, my mouth open and howling as wave after wave hit me.

"Fuck yes," Jack snapped, sitting up and gripping my hips as he shot inside me. I felt every damn spurt, the shudders wracking his body with each pulse. Then he shoved me off him, got to his feet, and strode towards Hawk.

I nodded to the two of them, my eyes sliding to where Jack dropped to his knees, taking Hawk's cock down his throat with admirable ease. Hawk's hand was in Jack's hair, pulling him down on his dick, but his eyes were on me as he came.

I went into an empty bedroom, saw strange furnishings and smelled strange scents, but refused to pay much attention to sensory information.

I was overloaded, pure and simple. I didn't have another conversation, negotiation, emotion or fuck to give.

When I slipped under the cool covers, I shivered, my body tensing and trembling.

Tears leaked out as I curled up hard, trying to calm down, but more came because I was crying alone.

I lay there like that, until sleep descended.