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The wolf spoke again in that deep, growl of a voice.
“Hold…still,” it told me. Then it leaned its head down and sliced neatly through the cords holding my wrists to the rock.
I nearly cried with relief as my hands came free. A moment later, Jack’s wolf had bitten through the ones holding my ankles as well. Finally, I was able to get up from my crouching position. My knees and the palms of my hands were bloody and scraped but I was alive and I had narrowly escaped being raped by any of the Alphas.
However, my good fortune wouldn’t last for long unless we could get the Hell out of there. Jack’s wolf seemed to understand that because he nudged me with his cold nose and spoke again.
“Ride…me.”
“What?” I asked, not sure I understood him. “You…you want me to ride on your back?”
In answer, he crouched down, as though to make it easy for me to mount him. He looked up at me and I saw that while his eyes were wolf-gold, they were still human. Instead of the pupil and iris filling the entire eye socket, I could see the whites around his eyes just as you can with a person.
That was when I was truly one hundred percent sure the wolf really was Jack. I threw a leg over his furry flank and got seated.
“Okay,” I said. “Let’s go.”
“Hold…on,” the wolf growled, twisting his head back to look at me.
“Oh, uh—okay.” I twined my fingers in the thick black and silver fur of his ruff and nodded at him. “I’m ready.”
Jack’s wolf nodded once and then sprang off the rock in a single bound.
We landed in a relatively clear space in the action and though one or two of the Alpha wolves snarled at Jack, he snapped and growled and they let us pass. I had an idea that maybe in their fur forms the call of the full moon was even stronger than their desire to punish me—I hoped so, anyway.
Jack’s wolf got us out of the clearing and loped into the forest. He carried me with no problem or signs of fatigue. For my part, I found it was surprisingly easy to ride him, though it was nothing like the horse riding lessons I’d had as a little girl.
The wolf’s back wasn’t as broad as a horse’s though, and I could feel the ridge of his spine rubbing against me. Though I tried shifting from side to side, it kept pressing against my open pussy. Since I was still swollen and tender with the need to be bred, this became a kind of pleasurable agony after a while. Also, my breasts felt full to bursting and the nectar was leaking from my nipples in rivulets down the undersides of my breasts and making a sticky mess all over my front. The wolf’s gait was fairly smooth but it still jiggled my overfull globes, making them ache even more.
I wanted to beg Jack to stop—riding his wolf was making my Heat Cycle go into overdrive. I needed to be bred so badly I almost didn’t even think I would have minded if he did it in his fur form—I just wanted to be filled with a big, thick cock and pumped full of his cream!
But the black and silver wolf seemed oblivious to my growing needs. He just kept trotting on and on, further and further into the forest. I knew he was taking me away from the Pack—hopefully away from their hunting and running grounds so they couldn’t find us. But I didn’t know how much longer I could stand to be at this fever-pitch of need.
Just as I didn’t think I could take anymore, we came to the base of an enormous tree. To my surprise, I saw that it had steps attached to its trunk in a circular pattern. When I looked up, I saw why—there was a cabin mounted in the branches. Not a very big one, but it looked cozy, perched up in the tree like that.
“Oh…” I whispered, sliding off the wolf’s back. “What’s this?”
“Shelter,” Jack’s wolf growled. And then he began to change.
It happened so fast I could barely see it. One moment a huge animal with black and silver-tipped fur was beside me and then next minute it was just Jack. He was naked in the moonlight, his broad chest with its curly mat of black hair clearly visible.
“Daddy Jack!” I cried, throwing my arms around him and rubbing my cheek against his chest. He smelled wild but familiar at the same time—the warm, masculine spice and the feel of his hard body against my own was incredibly comforting.
“Easy, Princess,” he murmured, stroking my back and shoulders. “Are you okay?”
“I am now.” I pressed myself against him, not caring that both of us were naked. “Oh, Daddy—I was so scared! I thought you’d left me!”
