other day was completely unexpected. I admit I lost control,” he said. I stared into his amber eyes as I took him into my mouth and began to pleasure my mate and show him the appreciation I had for that admission. I liked the idea that he lost control around me. Yeager sighed, obviously enjoying the attention. I did a number on him, sucking his crown, kissing and licking his shaft and sucking on his hefty jewels. I never stopped looking at him with my emerald eyes as I pleased Yeager’s considerable manhood. I looked away for a moment as I took him into my mouth and when my eyes returned to his, I found his fangs bared.
I wondered if I could do that same and sure enough, as soon as I willed it, my fangs appeared and it only hurt a bit. I dragged them up Yeager’s shaft and then gently bit the head of his cock. “Now that is fucking sexy,” he told me breathlessly.
“I’m so excited,” I admitted.
“Yeah? Well why don’t you get that sexy body up here and take a ride?” he offered. I liked the sound of that. I climbed onto the big, flat boulder and straddled Yeager’s face. I smothered him with my creamy thighs and velvet sex as I reached out and began stroking his thick tool. Yeager greedily ate me and I felt a deep need build within. His deft lips and tongue, not to mention his glossy fangs, teased and tormented me as I worked my hips and rubbed myself all over his bearded face.
“Don’t make me come. I want to wait,” I told him. For some reason the idea of shifting to my wolf form and running with my mate while sexually aroused sounded like a whole lot of wonderful. Yeager’s hands grasped my succulent ass, spread me wide and he slipped his tongue into me. I sucked in a sharp breath as the sensations became intolerable. I was stroking him furiously as Yeager leaked profusely. “Yeager! Don’t,” I complained. But he failed to heed my warning.
I felt my orgasm approach and I was sure he would take me over the edge. I stopped fighting it and gave into the bliss. Yes! A powerful climax built and just as it was about to overtake me, Yeager stopped. “Fuck! I knew you weren’t going to do it,” I whined.
“You told me not to,” he said as I climbed from him.
“You need to learn, sometimes a woman doesn’t mean what she says,” I explained playfully. He laughed.
“Let’s run until we can’t run anymore and then I’ll fuck you silly,” he promised. I didn’t answer. I simply shifted, more slowly than before and I found the pain to be lessened. Moments later, I was the black wolf with the emerald eyes and the white patch on my back. Yeager lay on the boulder and admired me for a moment. “You’re such a fur ball. I love it,” he said as he turned over and shifted into the gray wolf with the amber eyes and the silvery stripe down his back.
He nuzzled his nose against mine for a moment and then Yeager turned, leapt from the flat rock and sprinted towards the meadow. I followed. The ground against my paws was a decadent sensation, a luxury only a wolf could enjoy. I wasn’t exactly nimble in my human form but as a wolf, I was surefooted and quick. I sprinted past my mate and into the meadow running just for the sake of running. My memories were still intact but the emotions were muted save the affection for my mate. I ran and felt utterly free.
Yeager caught up and ran next to me. I darted towards him playfully and he nipped at my thick fur in return. I was laughing inside but on the outside the wolf I had become yipped and howled excitedly. I had never experienced anything as exhilarating or intoxicating in my life, except maybe making love to Yeager by that mountain lake. Even in my wolf form, I looked forward to doing so again.
Yeager veered away from me and I gave chase. Suddenly, a dim-witted rabbit bounded away. Stupid rabbits, I thought seeing it as a wolf did. I wanted desperately to catch that rabbit and devour it. I ran as fast as I
I wondered if I could do that same and sure enough, as soon as I willed it, my fangs appeared and it only hurt a bit. I dragged them up Yeager’s shaft and then gently bit the head of his cock. “Now that is fucking sexy,” he told me breathlessly.
“I’m so excited,” I admitted.
“Yeah? Well why don’t you get that sexy body up here and take a ride?” he offered. I liked the sound of that. I climbed onto the big, flat boulder and straddled Yeager’s face. I smothered him with my creamy thighs and velvet sex as I reached out and began stroking his thick tool. Yeager greedily ate me and I felt a deep need build within. His deft lips and tongue, not to mention his glossy fangs, teased and tormented me as I worked my hips and rubbed myself all over his bearded face.
“Don’t make me come. I want to wait,” I told him. For some reason the idea of shifting to my wolf form and running with my mate while sexually aroused sounded like a whole lot of wonderful. Yeager’s hands grasped my succulent ass, spread me wide and he slipped his tongue into me. I sucked in a sharp breath as the sensations became intolerable. I was stroking him furiously as Yeager leaked profusely. “Yeager! Don’t,” I complained. But he failed to heed my warning.
I felt my orgasm approach and I was sure he would take me over the edge. I stopped fighting it and gave into the bliss. Yes! A powerful climax built and just as it was about to overtake me, Yeager stopped. “Fuck! I knew you weren’t going to do it,” I whined.
“You told me not to,” he said as I climbed from him.
“You need to learn, sometimes a woman doesn’t mean what she says,” I explained playfully. He laughed.
“Let’s run until we can’t run anymore and then I’ll fuck you silly,” he promised. I didn’t answer. I simply shifted, more slowly than before and I found the pain to be lessened. Moments later, I was the black wolf with the emerald eyes and the white patch on my back. Yeager lay on the boulder and admired me for a moment. “You’re such a fur ball. I love it,” he said as he turned over and shifted into the gray wolf with the amber eyes and the silvery stripe down his back.
He nuzzled his nose against mine for a moment and then Yeager turned, leapt from the flat rock and sprinted towards the meadow. I followed. The ground against my paws was a decadent sensation, a luxury only a wolf could enjoy. I wasn’t exactly nimble in my human form but as a wolf, I was surefooted and quick. I sprinted past my mate and into the meadow running just for the sake of running. My memories were still intact but the emotions were muted save the affection for my mate. I ran and felt utterly free.
Yeager caught up and ran next to me. I darted towards him playfully and he nipped at my thick fur in return. I was laughing inside but on the outside the wolf I had become yipped and howled excitedly. I had never experienced anything as exhilarating or intoxicating in my life, except maybe making love to Yeager by that mountain lake. Even in my wolf form, I looked forward to doing so again.
Yeager veered away from me and I gave chase. Suddenly, a dim-witted rabbit bounded away. Stupid rabbits, I thought seeing it as a wolf did. I wanted desperately to catch that rabbit and devour it. I ran as fast as I
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