Free Of Wolves and Men by G. A. Hauser Page A

aggressive.
    Charlie had tingling rushes in every direction, originating at his groin. The fisting grew rougher, faster. “Sweet Lord!” Charlie arched his back as the need to come became urgent.
    As if he knew how close Charlie was, Roman released Charlie’s legs from their bent position and engulfed Charlie’s cock down to the base.
    Charlie thrust his hips hard into Roman’s mouth, feeling his balls tighten and release their load.
    Charlie clenched his teeth before he was the one to howl like a wolf. He came so hard he felt he was levitating off the bed.
    He opened his eyes to look, seeing Roman’s expression of complete nirvana as he swallowed what Charlie had to give.
    “Thank fuck you’re still human.” Charlie gasped to catch his breath.
    Roman knelt upright, his cock thick and imposing. Charlie stared at it, then slowly made eye contact with Roman. His pupils were glowing, the way animal’s eyes did in headlights.
    Roman gripped his own cock in two hands, fisting it, and threw back his head, spurting cream all over Charlie as Charlie watched in awe. The deep guttural moan of Roman’s began to change.
    “Oh no.” Charlie started retreating. “I see it coming. Sweet Jesus!”
    Roman appeared to be battling the transition with every fiber of his being. Every sinewy muscle in Roman’s body flexed and showed through his skin.
    As a human, Roman was imposing. The first time Charlie had set eyes on him he could see how powerfully built Roman was. Big, strong and not a man he would ever want to battle with. But when Roman was a wolf, he was even more terrifying.
    “Roman! Keep fightin’ it!” Charlie had no idea how to help him. He knew if Roman turned, he’d have to get him the hell out of the cabin.
    His fists clenched, his eyes closed, Roman’s entire body went tense and hard. Then he snarled, showing his teeth.
    “Oh crap!” Charlie stumbled off the bed. “Tell me what to do! Roman…I don’t know how to stop this.” Charlie used the wall to feel his way to the front door. He didn’t want to take his eyes off Roman but had no choice. He opened the door a crack so Roman could get out and they wouldn’t be trapped together while he was in that state.
    Charlie crept back and peeked into the bedroom. A large black timber wolf was shaking off its coat like it had been in a river. “I cannot believe this. I seriously cannot believe this is happening.”
    Charlie kicked the bedroom door backwards opening it wider, and held his breath.
    The wolf gave him one last saddened look. The pain in his eyes tore Charlie’s heart and soul to shreds. “Door’s open.” Charlie didn’t want to move.
    Roman’s ears perked up and he bolted outside.
    Charlie closed the front door behind him, sliding down to sit on the floor and covering his face in his hands.
    Chapter 7

    The next morning, Charlie headed to the ranch house for his breakfast. He liked being the first one there to talk to Vernon about the day’s schedule. The aroma of fresh brewed coffee, bacon, and sausage filled his senses the moment he opened the door. Vernon was kneeling by the fireplace adding logs. When he heard him he asked, “How you feeling, Charlie?”
    “Good. Ready for a day of hard work.”
    At the sound of his voice, Suzie and Sherlane nearly
    knocked each other over trying to get out of the kitchen to greet him. Both had on aprons, and Sherlane held a spatula in her hand.

    “Charlie!” Suzie rushed towards him. “We made a western omelet that’s gonna knock
    your socks off.”
    “Come get it, Charlie.” Sherlane craned her finger.
    “You girls act like I’m the only eligible bachelor in the area.” He laughed, taking off his hat while Suzie helped him with his coat. “I can do that, you silly girl.”
    She hugged the jacket in her arms and sniffed it.
    “Oh, don’t be doin’ that. That thing’s seen more dirt and sweat than you want to know. It needs a good dry cleanin’.”
    “I don’t care.” Suzie squeezed