Free Taken By The Wolf by Neneh Gordon Page B

the moon filtered down
through the branches, dappling the dark fur that covered him from head to toe.
He reached down and offered me his hand. It was gigantic. I could barely get my
hand around his first two fingers. His nails were long, but not quite claws. He
pulled me to my feet and I found myself looking into those eyes again.
    “You should be afraid of me.”
    The thickness of his fur had stopped me from noticing
before, but I saw that he was naked. His cock was hairless and as massive as
the rest of him. It stood firm at his crotch. “Why should I be afraid?” I went
to him and laid my hand on his broad chest. He was breathing hard, his muscles moving
under my hand.
    “I’m a beast.”
    But there was no malice in him. Not for me. “Do you want to
hurt me?” I moved my hand lower, sliding it over the fur of his belly.
    “I may not be able to stop myself.”
    That gave me pause for a couple of seconds. He was a big,
strong wolf with wickedly sharp teeth and nails that could carve out your eye. He
could have been the one that took me to the shack. He could kill me out here.
There was no one to stop him.
    I reached down and took his big hard cock in my hand. It was
warm and weighty. His eyes widened and he pulled me down with him to the
ground. Growls echoed in the back of his throat as he kissed me. I’d never
known anything like it. His fangs pressed against my lips as he slid his tongue
inside my mouth. He tasted wild and addictive. As I tightened my grip on his
cock, he snarled into my mouth.
    He broke off the kiss and pulled me closer to his chest. I
barely felt the chill of the night with his arms around me. I was safe with
him. His wolf-nature was still there, beneath the surface, but he was keeping
his more violent urges in check. I tightened my hand around his cock as we lay
there curled together and it twitched in my hand. He was so big. The thought of
fitting him in my pussy frightened me only slightly less than it turned me on.
I traced my fingers around the head of his cock. I could feel the raw power
within him. He was holding it back. Trying not to frighten
me.
    “I want you,” I told him. “You won’t hurt me. I want you to
fuck me.” My pussy tingled and flooded with juice, echoing the words I’d
spoken.
    I wriggled out of his embrace and kneeled up beside him. He lay
on his back, watching me with those beautiful golden eyes as I took off my
dress and let it fall to the ground. Reaching behind me, I took off my bra. He
sat up and held my breasts in his colossal palms. Then he ran the furry backs
of hands over my chest. My nipples stood up stiffly. It tickled. Tremors ran
across the skin of my nipples and down my belly to wake a fire between my legs.
My clit felt hugely swollen. This was more desire than I’d ever experienced in
my life.
    I slid my panties off and he brushed his hairy knuckles
between my legs, taking my breath away. In one smooth movement, he leapt into a
crouch and threw me to the floor. Growls and snarls poured from his throat as
he bent over me to lick my naked body. I gasped as he lapped at my breasts. Then
he stopped and took my nipple between his vicious teeth. Adrenaline and
yearning coursed through my veins. The undercurrent of fear only increased the
ache in my pussy. One slip of those teeth and my nipple would be gone. Had I lost
my mind? He wasn’t human. Not fully. What would it be like to take this fierce
beast inside me?
    He looked up at me, opening his mouth wide to take in more
of my breast. If he forgot himself, he could take a disfiguring bite out of me.
But I knew he wouldn’t. The lust in his eyes was for sex, not blood. My eyes must
have shared the same intensity. “Fuck me,” I told him.
    A gruff rumbling in his throat was his only response. He
climbed on top of me and I welcomed the touch of his soft fur. He lowered his
face for a kiss. His fangs made it awkward. Another reminder of how dangerous
this all was. I didn’t care. I wanted to feel this