22 comments/ 62442 views/ 53 favorites Wolf's Den By: MissGivings This is my first time submitting a story. I hope at least a few of you enjoy it. There is no sex in this portion, as I am easing into the story, so be forewarned! I would appreciate any feedback given, and any votes! Thank you, MissGivings ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lisette looked again at the ad she was carrying and then back to the sign on the building. Faolchu. She couldn't believe that this place would need to advertise for employment. As she noted the sleek lines of the exterior of the building, that bespoke wealth and taste, she could imagine that the clientele would ensure a certain caliber of staff. Lisette did not think that she would measure up. Lisette didn't want to go in, but she knew if she turned around and went home, her friend Chloe, would yell at her for chickening out. Lisette glanced down at her "interview" suit smoothing the wrinkles that had developed during her short subway ride over. The pencil skirt was modest, with only a slit up the back to allow for movement. Her soft white blouse was not new, but as she had not worn it often, it was in good enough shape. She decided that she looked presentable enough, if not quite the level of elegance that the building in front of her seemed to require. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, Lisette squared her shoulders and opened the double doors to the sleek building. Lisette gasped when she looked inside. The lush opulence of the interior of the building contrasted the sleek minimalism of the outside. Deep garnet silk lined the walls, and sumptuous velvet settees and couches were grouped into small, intimate circles. The smooth marbled tile flowed from the door and surrounded a large inner area filled with pillows and low mahogany tables and deep, soft chocolate carpets. Lisette had not expected the decadence of the interior. The interior light was dim in comparison to the daylight outside, so it took Lisette's eyes several minutes to adjust to the difference. She felt rather than saw the man approaching her from beyond the large chamber into which she had entered. He paused to give Lisette time to absorb her surroundings, then walked swiftly to her. Lisette turned to give him her full attention. "What can I do for you?" the man asked stridently. "Um, I saw the ad in the paper." She responded uncertainly. The man wasn't very welcoming and his eyes registered no sign of awareness at Lisette's statement. Lisette stepped forward once and cleared her throat, "The newspaper ad indicated that you wanted to hire wait staff." Still the man appeared to have no idea what she was talking about. "I don't have a lot of experience, but I am a fast learner and I would like the opportunity to show you that I could be an asset to your business," she drove on, a bit breathlessly. Lisette could not figure out what was going on, because the man was looking at her as though she was speaking a different language. Lisette desperately needed a job however, and the ad that had caught her eye immediately when she began her job search yesterday, seemed to pull her attention even now. As the man had yet to respond, Lisette quickly crossed the remaining distance between herself and the man and shoved the scrap of paper at him. The man took the ad from her scanning it with an incredulous look on his face, shaking his head slightly. He then cocked his head to the side as though listening for something, before he replied smoothly, "Well, then, let's see if you can handle this." Oh, I can and will handle anything. I have no choice. Lisette thought grimly. It was true that she didn't have any choice, really. Lisette's brother, Lucas, had gambled a huge sum of money that he didn't have, and lost the bet. Lisette promised to help him pay the money. Lisette was worried about him, it wasn't like Lucas to gamble. Chloe was worried, too. Chloe had been the one to suggest looking in the ads for a waitstaff at a upper-crust place to earn money fast. It was either this, selling blood, or stripping, Lisette surmised, with a little frown. The man led her back through the first large chamber down a hallway that had sliding doors on each side. They walked until the hallway dead ended. The man opened the door at the end and ushered her through. As Lisette walked into the room, she looked up to find six pairs of eyes assessing her. Lisette shivered, although she was not cold. In fact, Lisette began to feel a hot blush flushing down her body as she noted that the gazes belonged to six large, good-looking men, who all appeared to be undressing her as she stood before them. One of the men in particular, the largest, drew her eye. His blue gaze was intense, causing little licks of heat up her spine. Feeling too intimidated, Lisette broke the eye contact, turning to find the man who had escorted her back here. He offered no support, but he did indicate that she could set her purse down behind the large desk at the rear of the room. After doing so, the man showed her the smaller entrance to the side of the desk and instructed her to go to the kitchen to retrieve the food and drinks for the men. As Lisette glanced back to the table of men, she saw that none had returned their attention back to the business occupying them before she had entered. Lisette scrambled out the door. Her heart was racing and the flush had not gone away yet. What did I step into? I just want a job at a decent restaurant so that I can make enough money to pay the debt. Why do I feel like I've entered an alternate dimension? Lisette wondered at the name of the restaurant, too. What does Faolchu mean anyway? The kitchen staff eyed her with more than a bit of curiosity, but they wordlessly handed her the tray already prepared for the group of men when she requested the food and drinks. Once she retrieved the tray full of drinks and appetizers, Lisette walked back to the room. She was still nervous, however, the physical activity of walking to the kitchen had been enough to calm her a bit. Lisette eased the door open and heard the room fall silent a second time, as she entered. Ignoring the feeling that she was intruding, Lisette walked towards the group of men prepared to charm them into offering her job. Lisette smiled tentatively as she raised one drink at a time. As each man claimed a drink, Lisette met their gazes directly. The men continued to appraise her openly. One of the men, the one she had been drawn to earlier, gestured Lisette over. This man was the best looking of the bunch, with startling blue eyes and jet-black hair. Although sitting now, he would clearly reach six and a half feet when standing. He had broad shoulders and his tightly-muscled chest filled out his dark gray shirt nicely. He had an air of confidence about him that calmed and thrilled her at the same time. Not that any of then had been hit with the ugly stick, she thought. She had never seen so many gorgeous men in one room at a time. She could just see Chloe salivating, when Lisette described them to her. Chloe, Lisette's only friend for the past several years, was beautiful, petite and curvy, with soft blonde hair and big cornflower blue eyes. Lisette often envied Chloe's looks, thinking that her own tall, slender form was less appealing. The man introduced everyone to Lisette. "I'm Torrin MacDougall, the man to my left is Doyle, then Niall, Grady, Liam, Cian, and Seamus," he said indicating each man with a nod Lisette smiled, "Nice to meet you." When she turned to walk away though, Torrin cleared his throat. Startled Lisette turned back to the group. Torrin was looking at her with a black eyebrow arched. When Lisette did not respond, Torrin murmured, "And you are?" As Lisette felt herself blushing again, she replied, "Lisette Angele." At his nod, Lisette turned again and made her way back to the kitchen. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ "What the fuck are you up to, man?" Niall said, with a hard look at Torrin. "Watch how you address your alpha, pup!" Torrin shot back. Feeling a little on edge after being near the beautiful Lisette. "Sorry, my lord" Niall said softening his tone, "but I don't get why you would allow a human in here." "Someone sent her here for some reason, and I want to find out why," Torrin answered calmly. When he had seen the girl on the monitor show an advertisement to Keane, he was intrigued. He had instructed Keane to bring the girl back like he was giving her a trial run at the job, thinking to ferret out the girl's real reasons for being here. His initial intrigue had been blown out of the water though, when he saw her walk through the double doors. She was beautiful. Tall and willowy with huge eyes the most unusual shade of blue, nearly violet. Her hair, a rich mahogany, curled slightly around her face and down her back. The monitor did not convey this girl's beckoning beauty. Her scent was equally alluring, a warm spicy sweetness that reminded him of cinnamon vanilla. All of the men at the table had clearly found her attractive. Torrin could smell the lust from the others, as much as from himself. "Why not just have someone follow her back to wherever she came from, after turning her away?" Doyle countered smoothly. "I intend to, but I thought I might get more information by watching her here and following her home after." "If you're looking for volunteers, I'll follow her home," Liam offered, turning to the door Lisette had just exited, the expression of lust easy to read in his face. Chuckling, the others seconded Liam's offer, the appreciation of Lisette clear. Torrin did not like the idea of Liam, with his easy charm, being anywhere near Lisette. In fact, Torrin didn't want any of the males around Lisette. Despite his smooth answers, Torrin had no idea why he had let Lisette in, or why he felt so drawn to her. Torrin knew that he would be the one following her home tonight, though. Wolf's Den Ch. 02 When Torrin found out that Lisette didn't have a car and would have to take the subway home, he decided to drive her instead. Settled in the sleek Porsche Boxter, Lisette huddled next to her door, placing as much physical space between her and Torrin as possible. Torrin noticed this as he chuckled to himself. She has no idea she's admitting that's she's so attracted to me. Torrin also noticed how Lisette's demure skirt rode up when she sat down, giving him a better view of her long legs. He had to adjust the erection straining in his pants at the sight and smell of the female at his side. Focus on getting the information you need, before indulging, man! Torrin knew with the unrest in some of the area's surrounding packs, that he had to watch his back at all times. Lisette may have been sent, hired by an elder of one of those neighboring packs, to gain information about the stability and security of his pack's stronghold. Whenever a pack went through a changing of the guard, so to speak, unrest and dissatisfaction with the previous distribution of power occurred. Often the new alpha of the pack wanted to gain more territory for their pack, and power plays could get dangerous. Torrin had done as much when he became alpha of his pack. The previous alpha had been lousy with finances and sharing the power with other member of his pack. He had been a corrupt leader, distancing himself so much from the rest of the pack, that Torrin was able to gain the acceptance of the pack members quickly after defeating him. With a more united and stonger pack, Torrin had been able to gain more territory for his pack. Torrin didn't like thinking that the seemingly genuine girl next to him was a spy, although she was definitely tempting enough to be dangerous, spy or not. "So what brought you to Faolchu? Why do you need the job?" Torrin inquired. "Um, I just needed to make some money, you know, personal stuff." Lisette replied. Lisette was still unsure that she would be offered the job afterall. Torrin had not made any offers and although all of the men had been pleasant, she didn't know if they thought the service was decent or not. Lisette was feeling tense, so she tried to joke with him. "My friend Chloe suggested that if I didn't get the job I could always try exotic dancing." At Torrin's sharp look, Lisette changed the subject. "Are you the owner?" she asked. "Yeah, my father was the first owner. It was a smaller family-style restaurant back then. When he passed, I inherited. I remodeled the place about five years ago." "It is certainly unique and beautiful place. An unusual name." "Yeah, Irish. You got any family around here?" "Yes. I have an older brother, Lucas, and we both live with my best friend, Chloe." "What about your parents?" "They died in an auto accident a couple or years ago. Since then it's just been my brother and I." "I'm sorry." "It's alright. It was really hard at first, but Lucas and I managed. We're very close." Torrin stopped the questions, because it was clear by Lisette's face that she was thinking about the past. It was also clear that the memories weren't good ones. When they reached Lisette's apartment, Torrin walked her to the door, despite her protests. Torrin was hoping to gather more information, though. He was also reluctant to end the time with Lisette. He was drawn to her more than he had been to anyone before. Although she was obviously shy and reserved, she had a strength that was surprising. Keane, his Maitre'D, could be intimidating, but Lisette had not backed down when requesting the job. He also knew that he and his lieutenants frightened other pack leaders, but Lisette had looked every one of them in eye. Her comment about exotic dancing had been more than shocking. Just thinking about it tightened his chest so much that he couldn't gasp out a breath. Torrin had more than his share of female company at the compound where most of the pack lived. Cian joked that Torrin had his own harem. It wasn't exactly unusual for an unmated alpha to have several bedmates, but Torrin didn't expect fidelity from any of them, especially since he wasn't going to promise anything in return. Torrin just assumed that he wasn't a one woman kind of man. Torrin was clear with every female that he took to bed that he wasn't looking for attachments. Torrin had never even spent a full night with any woman. The longer he was with her though, the more he wanted to spend the night, and many others, getting to know every inch of the complex female at his side. When Lisette opened the door to her apartment, she gasped. Torrin edged closer behind her to see what had caused her distress. The sight that greeted Torrin was disturbing. The portion of the apartment that was visible from the door had been wrecked, furniture overturned, lamps broken and pictures destroyed. Everything had been torn or cut. It seemed likely that the rest of apartment was in as bad of shape as Torrin was so close, he could feel Lisette begin to tremble. He pulled her back outside to the car. She didn't protest. "Stay in the car, while I go in and check out the apartment." Lisette nodded weakly. Her eyes appeared too large for her face, and a sheen of tears covered them. As soon as Torrin reached the door of her apartment he whipped out his cell and called Niall. As he walked through the apartment assessing the damage and ensuring that whoever had done this was no longer there, he talked to his second in command. "Niall, I need you to run a check on Lisette. Lisette Angele. Do the same for Lucas Angele as well, and whoever lives with them. Chloe . . . something," He cursed under his breath at the damage. "Her apartment's been trashed. It looks like professionals. No, it's not clear whether they were looking for something, or trying to send a message, but she can't stay here. I'm bringing her back to the compound." Niall swore at that news, but Torrin couldn't leave Lisette vulnerable, even if he was going to bring some serious shit down on both of their heads. "Yeah, I know, but it can't be helped. I want you to send two men down here to watch her place, now. We need to know what the hell is going on, and if it's related to her showing up at the restaurant. Maybe whoever did this will come back to survey the results. Later." After he hung up, Torrin went back out to the car to get Lisette. "Whoever did this is gone. I'm going to take you back inside to get some things and then you are going to come with me, for now." Torrin told Lisette as he guided her through the wrecked living room. "What about my brother and Chloe?" she asked, paling at the thought that something might have happened to either of them. "I'm setting up two men to watch the place, in case those that did this come back. When your brother and Chloe show up, the men will bring them back to my house. Get whatever you need for a few days and let's get out of here." Lisette grabbed a duffel and stuffed some clothes and toiletries in it. Five minutes later, they were back in the car headed for Torrin's place. Wolf's Den Ch. 03 Lisette fell asleep in the car. Shock over the break in and the damage done to her place must have overwhelmed her system, because she didn't wake even when they reached the compound. Torrin reached over and unlatched her belt, feeling her warm breath on his cheek. After he got out, he came around the car, and eased her out of her seat. Torrin carried her into the back of the compound, hoping to avoid as many pack members as possible. Niall was there and took Lisette's bag from Torrin as they reached the elevator. Niall reached to take Lisette from Torrin as well, but Torrin's growl stopped him short. Niall's eyebrows shot up, but he said nothing and turned to face the elevator. Unfortunately, when the elevator opened Brigid stepped out right in front of the threesome. "Torrin! I've been waiting for you . . ." Brigid stopped short when she realized that Torrin was carrying the unconscious female in his arms. "Who the hell is that?" "Brigid!" Brigid bowed her head, "Forgive me, my lord. I was surprised to see you carrying a human," She said, sneering the last word. "When you dispose of her, come find me, I'd like to show you how much I've missed you," she purred, rubbing her hand up and down Torrin's thigh suggestively. Torrin just stepped onto the elevator, without acknowledging her invitation. Torrin's head was beginning to pound with the stress of the night. He knew that Brigid was the worst person that they could have run into. The news of Lisette would be all over the compound before morning, and Torrin wasn't at all sure how he wanted to handle the entire situation. ************************ Lisette woke with a feeling of comfort and contentment. She stretched languidly, trying to remember the last time she felt this safe since her parents had died. She was wrapped in soft sheets and smooth warmth. "Hello, are you feeling better?" Torrin chuckled to see her stretching like a contented feline. Lisette, startled to find herself in bed with a man that she had just met yesterday, sat up with every intention of climbing out of that bed. She inhaled sharply however, when she felt the cool air on her bare skin. She knew before she looked down that she was undressed. Too embarrassed to stand up in front of him in her current state of undress, Lisette quickly laid back down and pulled the sheets up to her neck. She thought briefly about pulling them over her head, but she knew that hiding was not going to help. Besides what she might see with her head under those sheets probably wouldn't help to calm her racing pulse, anyway. She turned to glare at the handsome man beside her. Torrin's arm snaked out to capture her waist and pull her in closer, "Whoa, easy. You're safe." "Really? Cause I seem to be in bed, half-naked, with a man that I didn't even know 24 hours ago. Not exactly 'safe' in my book. How did I get undressed, anyway?" Torrin had a hard time meeting her eyes when he had to explain, "Well, I didn't think that you would be very comfortable sleeping in your clothes, but you didn't wake up when I brought you up here, so I tried to make you more comfortable. I didn't really even look." Which was a complete lie. Although he was determined to keep his face averted when he undressed her, he had instead stared helplessly as he revealed more and more of her creamy skin. She was exquisite, from her dark, rich, silky hair to her delicate shell-pink painted toes. He almost groaned just thinking about it. "Uh-uh." She nodded, not really believing him. "And you're in bed with me because . . .?" "It's my bed," Torrin replied matter-of-factly. "So why am I in your bed? "Because I want you in my bed," Torrin answered outrageously, yet honestly, trying to distract her from the other reasons he had kept her close, such as the fact that he still wasn't sure that she hadn't been sent by one of the neighboring packs as a spy or a distraction. Another reason was the fact that he didn't have any clue as to who might have broken into her apartment or why they had done so, and he felt fiercely protective of the slip of women next to him. He was torn between wanting to keep her safe from any harm and wanting to force a confession from her. Either way, keeping her close would be the best way to minimize any fallout. Not that he minded, anyway. Torrin did want her in his bed. He wanted her with a ferocity that he had never felt for any other woman. Lisette tried to scramble out of the bed when she heard Torrin's answer, but his arm was like a steel band around her waist. "I don't want to be in your bed," she ground out between her teeth. "Let me go!" "No." Lisette turned her head towards Torrin, her mouth open in disbelief. Torrin took advantage of her position and leaned down to kiss her. His tongue swept into her open mouth, coaxing hers into his mouth to gently suck on it. He could feel the stiffness leaving her body as she turned more fully into him. Her arms hesitantly circled his neck and he groaned into her mouth. He pressed her further into the mattress as he settled his body along hers. Torrin ground his cock into the cradle of her pelvis. Without breaking their kiss, Torrin's fingers lightly circled both of her nipples. Lisette arched up beneath him, gasping at the sensations flooding her body. Electricity was racing along her veins and moisture was pooling between her legs. She shifted her legs open a little wider. The scent of Lisette's arousal hit Torrin like a tidal wave washing over his body, jolting him back into awareness. Torrin sat up. He did not want to. Lord knows, he did not want to, but Torrin didn't want to take Lisette this way. He needed answers to the questions she raised, before he stripped her down completely and thrust into her welcoming warmth. ************************ Lisette wasn't sure what had just happened. She couldn't think clearly with her blood pounding so loudly, the deep throb of desire that had wrapped around her the moment that Torrin's lips had touched hers. She had never felt – wanted - like this before. In fact, since James, she had given up on the opposite-sex, except for her brother, of course. When Torrin pulled away she felt bereft, cold. Lisette shivered and shook her head as if to clear it. She absolutely could not get involved with someone that she had met less than a day ago, no matter how drop-dead gorgeous, and bone-meltingly sexy that someone might be. Right? "There is a shower through that door over there. Get dressed and we can talk more later." Wolf's Den Ch. 04 Lisette showered, trying to sort out her thoughts. She had no idea who would break into her apartment. She was worried about her brother and Chloe. She hadn't seen either of them since before leaving for Faolchu. Despite her worry for her brother and friend however, Lisette couldn't stop her thoughts from drifting back to Torrin. She couldn't remember a time when she had felt so attracted to a man, not even James. She knew though, where attraction led and she couldn't go down that path again. Lisette couldn't bring herself to take that risk. James had been so kind to her, at first. Lisette had only been out with James a couple of times, when she lost her parents. He had stayed with her that night, and been with her at the funeral. Even Lucas thought that James was an upstanding kind of man to go through that with them. Things had slowly changed between her and James after that, though. Lisette had needed someone, anyone, to care for her, during those first few weeks after her parents' deaths. When she began to want to return to her life however, James had wanted to continue to handle all of the details as he had when she was not in a position to do so herself. James wanted to answer all of the phone calls, make all of her meals, drive her everywhere she needed to go, and even to bathe her. James' treatment had made Lisette feel like a living doll, without a will of her own. When Lisette began to chafe under James' constant care, James had become angry. At first, he just tried to manipulate her emotions by reminding her how he had been there for her when her parents died, and how much he had done for her. He told her he loved her and just wanted to take care of her. Lisette had felt guilty and had apologized to James. After a while though, the reminders didn't have the same impact, so James had resorted to suggesting that there was something wrong with Lisette that she couldn't appreciate a strong man who could take care of her. Eventually, James had used physical intimidation and threats against her brother to keep Lisette dependent on him. The night that James had admitted to killing her parents though, Lisette had run. She could still feel that echo of horror and revulsion that she had felt that night, not just for James, but for herself as well. She had been the reason that James had killed her parents after all. Since that time, Lisette had done everything she could to hide from James. She had also done everything she could to take care of her brother. She could never admit to him that she was reason that their parents had died. She could only try to make it up to him. That, of course, was that reason that Lisette had tried to get a job at Faolchu, pay Lucas' gambling debts. Lisette wasn't sure what to do next. As much as she wanted to hope that Torrin would help her, she knew she couldn't rely on him. Lisette decided to return to her apartment. She also decided that it would be best to look for another job. Wolf's Dream After a long hard day at work I fall into bed. It is so soft and comfortable. I am exhausted. I enjoy your scent on the pillow as I sink into oblivion. Darkness engulfs me and my body relaxes, deep in slumber. I ease into a dream, feeling my body mentally flounder in gray mist. Peace and not peace war in my subconscious mind. Yesterdays and tomorrow incite me to keep viewing, tweaking my curiosity to follow the dreams and all the while I feel the comfortable depth of my sleep cocoon me. You slip into the room, soft as shadow, quietly slipping out of your clothes. Sliding your silk camisole down over your head. Looking down at me, a mixture of passion and compassion cross your face. Passion wins out, a wicked gleam in your eye. You lie beside me, and gently trace the outline of my face with your fingers. Running along my nose, the rough, stubble jaw, soft lips. Letting your hands memorize my face. You continue to trace down my neck and over my shoulders enjoying the involuntary shiver I give. You spread your fingers to run through the curly hairs of my chest, stroking the firm muscles below, flowing along the cobra hood of my push up muscle. Then back to circle and tease my nipples. They respond to your expert fingers, then to your hot tongue as you play and circle them just like you want me to. In my dreams I chase ghosts, and sail on high seas. None of it makes any sense; yet it's incredibly entertaining. Some thing touches my mind and I sit back to see where the tide will take me. As you kiss slowly down my chest, your hand bumps my erect cock, further exciting you to see that even in a deep sleep you can effect me. You know that it will wait for you, laying like a thick viper patiently searching for prey. Your tongue traces delicate tattoos in saliva across my stomach. You feel my cock throbbing under your gentle touch. Sliding lower down you take it into your soft, hot mouth. The dream continues, waves lapping at me. Warm water splashes over me. Sun shines down and I find myself relaxing in this place. Licking up one side, then down the other, of my dick, letting your tongue trace the head and around it. Kissing and blowing on the swollen head; feeling my pulse throbbing in your hand. Gently you lick down the underside, to the base. You take first one ball then the other into your mouth. Sucking them gently while your thumb mixes your silver saliva and my pre-cum in small circles. The warm breeze continues as I splash in the ocean. My body separated from my mind, flying along, I can almost feel the sand under my feet as I run through the chest deep water. Your own loins are aching for attention, you pull your silk panties to the side, and begin to give attention to your own hot box. You engulf my dick, sucking it as deep as you can. My hands curl in your lustrous, thick hair. Stroking the back of your neck. You rock back and forth, your fingers in side of you keeping rhythm with your moving up and down on my cock. Moans escape you as you push your self to the edge of orgasm. Then feel it crash over you. You pull your wet fingers from your pussy and scratching them along my body stretching like a cat as you drop my cock from your mouth. With a wet "thwop" it flops down along my hard belly. Your hungry pussy is screaming for it. But you are enjoying playing with me, seeing when or where I will awaken. Using my somnolence as bonds to work your will upon me. Suddenly I am in a dense forest, it is dark, I can hear animals move about and feel the bushes scratching me as I walk along a path. A wolf appears and I stop. I don't know how, but I know it is female. I move close to her and pet her. I can feel her hot breath as she pants. Feel the thick rich fur run through my fingers. I look deep into sapphire blue eyes. A connection is made. The wolf paws my stomach, and then moves off, challenging me to follow her. I Chase, running faster and faster, my legs unable to move as fast as I want, stuck in the mud on the path. I struggle, arching my back, pulling at my legs as they sink deeper into the mud. My heart is pounding hard in my chest. A dull ache in my soul as I feel the Wolf, beautiful creature that she is, pull away and leave me. You pull your top off. Naked, in all your glory you straddle me. Spreading your lips, you guide my thick head to your tight opening. You stroke slowly, taking half the shaft in, feeling the head separate your folds. Enjoying the stretching of your insides. Taking a deep breath, you impale your self entirely. Taking my shaft deep inside of you. Your clit bumps my pelvis as the stiff head hits the bottom of your cave. Grabbing my still sleeping shoulders you pull yourself along the thick spear then rock back onto it. Enjoying how it fills you. You rock faster and faster. You can't control yourself as you growl and moan beside my ear. Biting my shoulder you cum again, a sun exploding in your belly, the warm feeling washing over you. Deep in your womanhood, you feel my cock explode inside. Thrusting and rocking more you begin the upward climb to another explosion. With a cry you arch and buck. This one smaller than the first, but just as luscious, hits slow and you savor it. You kiss me, still lost in a world of sleep. One hand of mine has found its way to rest on your sweating ass, pushing you deeper on to me, moving with your still twitching hips. I Climb a rocky hill of light sand stone rock rounded smooth by the wind. I push and pull my self up; a thunderstorm rages overhead and a bolt of lightning slams into me. I arch my back as the muscles in my chest and stomach contract and explode. I feel the lightning leave through my groin. My Cock feels as thick and heavy as an oak stump. You pull yourself off me, and turn back to clean up your mess. With a laugh of delight you see my dick still pumping thick creamy cum from the tip. You lick it, and then follow along the tip, enjoying your own honey mixed with my cream. Satiated, you lay beside me, tracing the outline of each stomach muscle, then chest, finally using your finger to tilt my head to kiss me. You curl up next to me, pulling my arm around you lightly scratching my chest. Resting your hand along my softening cock as it pulses itself down. The wolf comes back as I lay exhausted at the base of the hill. She licks me, and then curls up next to my prone body. Together we fall asleep and again I am at peace.