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“My wolf self doesn’t ‘make love,’ Hazel.”
“Then fuck me, my beautiful, beautiful wolf.”
* * *
The savage lust in Drake’s eyes told Hazel all she needed to know about his state of mind. Her pussy flooded. This promised to be one wild fucking ride!
In the blink of an eye, Drake shifted. The very large black and silver wolf approached her with an identical look in his eyes. This was her Drake, but at the same time, a whole other side of him that she was about to know intimately.
The transformation might have been lightning-quick, but his approach to her was not. Because she lay flat on her back now, all she could see was the top of his head and ears, but when he reared up with his front paws on the bedside and dipped his head to her cunt, she really didn’t care if she could see him or not.
The feel of his tongue on her clit was incredible. He licked her rapidly from ass to clit and everywhere in between, all the while growling and snarling. She reached between her legs and pulled his furry head to her by his ears as she came harder than ever. Her body seized and her lower body pushed against the contraction. A gush of fluid ejected from her cunt and Drake lapped it up as quickly as it was expelled.
When she was once again in control of her body, Drake nosed her leg, pushing her back. Hazel obeyed. Her limbs felt like lead, but she moved as he directed her with the pressure of his snout and body.
Not knowing what other position to take, she got to her knees with her elbows resting on the bed, her ass high in the air. The thought of what she was about to allow to happen to her was probably the most taboo thing she could think of, but it seemed right. With her and this wolf. With anyone else, she could never have entertained the thought. But this was her mate! Chosen by her, as he chose her for himself.
His claws at her back and hips let her know he’d mounted her. The wet lick at her neck soothed her. The fur caressing her from neck to rump served as a reminder of the nature of their relationship. All of it was the most erotic thing she had ever experienced.
She looked over her shoulder at him as he entered her. The eyes shining back at her glistened with intelligence and lust. Once he was fully embedded within her pussy, Drake started to move. His thrusts hurt with their depth and strength, but Hazel reveled in it all. She couldn’t take her eyes off of him and he held her gaze for a while before looking away, then back, then away again.
It took Hazel a moment to realize he wanted her to look in another direction, and when she did, she caught their reflection in the dresser mirror beside the bed. The sight took her breath away, and triggered another orgasm.
She bucked against the furry beast at her back, meeting him thrust for thrust. The girl in the mirror mimicked her actions and the wolf fucking her wrapped his forepaws around her hips and laid his muzzle across her shoulder before biting the juncture between her neck and shoulder none too gently. Pumping into her with enthusiasm and force as if she were a bitch wolf in heat, the canine fucked her with a savage intensity.
Hazel screamed once more as she came. She could feel Drake swelling inside her and knew when he came they would be tied together until his cock went flaccid.
“God, Drake! Come in my pussy. Come in my pussy!”
There was a growl, followed by a series of yelps, and Hazel felt the heat of the great wolf’s cock swell inside her, tying them together when his come exploded inside her. Her cunt filled to overflowing and she felt some of it trickle down her thighs.
In mid-yelp, Drake shifted to his human form, and the sound turned to a loud groan. He collapsed on top of her, her knees sliding from under her so that she lay flat on her belly. Drake lay there only a few seconds before rolling to his side, taking her with him. He was still deeply embedded in her cunt, and obviously had no intention of changing that position. Pulling the cover over them, Drake wrapped his arms around Hazel and her last thought before sleep claimed her was, “Wouldn’t Grandma just die if she heard about this.”
* * *
They must have been so exhausted that both of them slept right through the night, because when Drake woke, Hazel was still snugly tucked into his chest. His cock had long since slipped out of her, but with waking, he felt it “waking” as well. How could he possibly have sex so many times in one day? At this rate, his dick would fall off before he could actually marry Hazel, and that would end the honeymoon really quick.
The silly grin spreading across his face brought with it a chuckle that bordered closely on a fit of giggles.
He didnotgiggle.
Beside him, Hazel stretched and yawned. Making a face, she put her hand over her mouth. “Gomphmng.”
“What’s the matter?” He knew he still had that grin on his face, but he didn’t care. Besides, she was adorable when she first woke up.
“Nuttin.” Hazel rolled to the edge of the bed and climbed out.
“Wait. Where are you going?”
She turned back to him, smiling, but grimacing just the same. “Morning breath.” Then she disappeared into the bathroom down the hall. Drake chuckled. Stepping inside his own bathroom, Drake brushed his teeth and washed his face before he stopped to look in the mirror. He grinned. His hair was a wild, tangled mess, and his bare chest and shoulders bore red welts -- evidence of the fierce lovemaking of the previous day.
He looked damned good, if he said so himself. Growling, he struck a pose, pectorals and biceps straining with his effort. The sharp, stabbing pain in his left chest muscle reminded him of the workout he’d given it. He winced and grabbed his pec. He was right. Hehadstrained something. Note to self: Hazel gets to be on top more often. The giggling from the other room reminded him that he’d not shut the door.
“Good morning, Hazel. I was just -- um --”
“Yeah.” Hazel walked to him and wrapped her arms around him. “I know what you werejust. I think it’s cute.”
Drake pulled back. “Hey, alpha wolves arenotcute.”
