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Like his hair in human-form, his fur was lighter, almost white, with darker shades of gray around his collar, and down his back. His muzzle was gray, almost black, his legs long and white.
He sank down into a play-bow, his front legs parallel with the ground, his rump in the air, tail wagging.
Amused, Vivian rolled her eyes. “I’m going to get you back for that.”
The wolf barked at her before bouncing a bit, still clearly eager to play.
Shaking her head, Vivian eased the straps of her tank top down her arms and pulled the entire thing over her head.
Shy, she bit her lip, and considered how vulnerable she was standing there in her bra and yoga pants. Sure, she’d been naked in front of him before, but she’d never just stripped for anyone.
Callum barked again, followed by an instant, playful ruff. He slapped his front paws on the ground.
“Alright, alright.” She reached behind herself and removed the bra, tossing it alongside her shirt. Biting her lip, she took the pants off next, and quickly shifted into her wolf.
She dropped into the same crouched position as him. He gave one more bark and took off running. Darting after him, Vivian tried to keep up, but he was faster. When he disappeared through the trees, she used the scent trail he left behind to follow him.
He must have slowed, because a few moments later, she spotted him again. Rounding a tree, he circled back, coming up behind her.
She put on a burst of speed as he chased her around an evergreen. They circled a clump of rocks before weaving through the trees. He nipped playfully at her hind legs whenever he caught up. A few times they tussled on the forest floor, which ended with him on top of her, until he let her up. Sometimes his jowls would close loosely around her neck, other times she impishly snapped around his muzzle, until he opened his jaws, signaling he’d had enough.
Together they played, stretched their muscles, enjoyed the fresh spring air and the dirt beneath their paws. She couldn’t remember the last time she shifted during the day. The warm sun felt so damn good, lifting her spirits even further.
They spent a good twenty minutes playing and running before Callum led them back to their clothing piles. Instead of bothering to shift and dress, he approached the water, carefully picking his way across the rocks.
Vivian followed, watching as he climbed into the water. He swam, his tail floating along behind him, snorting every time the water got in his nose. She followed him in, swimming along behind him in the blue-green water.
It was chilly, cooling her body after the vigorous exercise, and helping to relax her muscles.
Callum hopped off onto the shoreline, soaking the rocks as water raced off his fur. He trotted along the rocks, grass and wildflowers, away from their clothing, and shook off.
She followed suit, finding a spot away from him to dry off.
Within a few moments, they were both in their human forms and only slightly wet.
He ran a hand through his damp hair and smiled at her. “Thanks. I needed that.”
“Me too.” Vivian headed toward her clothing and her discarded backpack. Grabbing her phone, she checked for signal and any messages, but saw none. Returning it to her bag, she pulled out two power bars and tossed him one.
“Thanks.”
They sat naked, side-by-side on two flat rocks, eating to replenish their bodies after the shift, allowing the sun to dry them.
When the wind blew through the little clearing, propelling the blades of grass to bend, Vivian got goosebumps. Gathering their empty wrappers, she shoved them into a side pocket in her bag, and reached for her clothing. “We should get back.”
He looked her over. “Do we need to?”
“I guess not.” She dropped her panties back into the pile. When she looked over, she noticed his shaft rising once more, and an idea struck her. Rubbing her arms, she said, “But I’m kind of cold.”
One side of his mouth kicked upward as he reached a hand out. “I can warm you up.”
Tugging her forward, he claimed her mouth as she sank to her knees between his spread thighs. With her hands on his shoulders, she pressed herself against him, enjoying in the warmth of his skin, and the sensation of his bare flesh against hers.
Moaning into his mouth, she accepted his tongue, relishing the taste of him. His hand cupped her breast, and she arched into his touch. Roughly, two fingers pinched her nipple until she gasped. Moisture flooded between her legs, but when he reached lower, trying to cup her mound, she pulled back.
Running her tongue over her lower lip, she shook her head. “No.”
He gave her a questioning look before reaching for her once more. This time, she knocked his hand away.
