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Opposites Attract Ch. 01

By: spikysex



Joey sat on the park bench. To be honest he hated to be called Joey, it made him sound like a little kid, he thought, but what could you do? He was a successful business man, he liked to joke that he was semi-retired, though he was much to young to actually be 'retired', he'd built up several businesses to the point that they either ran themselves or he sold them for so much profit he didn't really have to work anymore. He'd taken up a life of wandering, not entirely aimlessly mind you, but rather going where the whim took him, living in one city or country for a while then moving on. 

He was a large man, almost a giant, well over six feet tall and solidly built. Being on permanent vacation hadn't meant that he'd let himself go, either. His dark hair was neatly groomed, his face smooth shaven to avoid the inevitable comparisons to a bear his stature earned. If there was one thing he hated more than being thought of as a kid, it was being compared to an animal. 

He looked around the large park, enjoying the summer sun, the smell of growing grass, the wind in the trees. No one tried to sit on the bench with him, which he rather liked as well, though really there weren't many people in the park this early in the day during the week. He smiled to himself, closed his eyes and leaned back, mind drifting off aimlessly. He was still drifting when a startled shout pierced his reverie, when someone plowed into his outstretched legs and bounced. He bolted upright, eyes flashing open, hands coming up...

It was a girl. That was all he noticed at first, the young woman sprawled awkwardly across the ground where she'd tripped over him, a look of confusion mingled with panic crossing her face. 

"Help me, please..." she pleaded, her voice colored by some accent he didn't recognize, probably local. He looked about at her words, seeing the two rough looking men jogging his direction down the trail. A mild frown crossed his face, his dark eyes flashed with annoyance and he levered himself to his feet, brushing the creases of his dark trousers out by habit as he stood and took two long strides to intercept the young Turks.

"Two? You need two men to terrorize a bit of wee fluff?" he rumbled with a dismissive snort. The two men looked up and up, taking him all in. One looked nervous, uncertain, but the other pulled a knife and flicked it open with a clatter.

"None of you business, tiny. Walk away." Knife sneered. Joey sighed sadly. Always had to be the hard way. 

"Can't do that, doesn't work that way." he shook his head sadly. "A gentleman doesn't walk away from a maid in distress, right or wrong." He waited for a long second for them to process it, "If you want to dance, then dance." He suggested, rather than waste time staring at them. The man with the knife took the invitation, leading with a strong stab. For all his size, Joey was faster, his hand coming up to clamp on the thug's arm with a crushing grip, though not without injury, the razor sharp blade laying open a streak of crimson along his palm as he moved. He squeezed, feeling bones grinding into fragments as the man screamed, dropping the knife as his partner took off at a run. Joey lifted the man by his broken arm until they were eye to eye. 

"Care to try again? No? I suggest you leave as soon as possible then." He rumbled, dropping the man to the ground. As the man staggered off, clutching his ruined arm, Joey picked up the discarded blade, clucking at the cheap object, then with a grunt snapping the blade off and tossing the pieces into the trash can. He spared a single glance at the painful slice in his palm before turning to the girl still sprawled on the asphalt, breathing hard. Odd that she hadn't run, but not unsurprising he mused. As he walked over to where she half sat he took a good look at her, his first. 

She was young, certainly that, younger than he expected. Her age was hard to determine, in part because she was so very small, tiny even. In addition to being short, she was slender, with comparatively long legs tucked into form fitting jeans that hung low on well curved hips, a zip up sweatshirt left a wide band of pale skin across her lower belly exposed. She looked up at him with a heart shaped face; large green eyes stared at him from under long dark hair. She was, he realized suddenly, gorgeous, flushed from the chase, the rise and fall of her breasts under her sweatshirt rapid, the flush of exertion coloring her cheeks. He took a second to compose himself, to put away his lust carefully before extending his uninjured hand to help her too her feet. 

"It is safe, ma'am." he rumbled, "They won't be bothering you for a while." She stared at the giant looming over her before taking his massive hand in both of hers. He was surprisingly gentle as he pulled her to her feet, the insistent pressure suggesting that if he had wanted he could have lifted fully even if she'd fought him, and never noticed the difference. 

"Thank you. I think they wanted to... to rape me." she suggested, dusting herself off. He appeared to think about it before nodding his agreement. She noticed the slow drip of blood... "Oh! You are injured! Let me see!" she took his hand in hers again, turning it palm up inspect the long, shallow cut.

"It's nothing. The sort of thing that is unavoidable when someone pulls a knife." Her hands, so tiny next to his caressed the uninjured skin, dabbing at the trickle of crimson with a bit of cloth she pulled from a pocket. 

"It is not 'Nothing'... you were hurt helping me. It was a brave thing to do, very brave. Let me repay you." She pressed the handkerchief into his palm and turned, still holding his hand and began to walk away. To avoid embarrassing her he followed meekly. 

As he walked he thought to himself that her stilted, almost formal way of speaking, combined with that faint accent, sounded incredibly sexy, but he put that thought out of his head immediately, doing his best not to follow the faint sway of her ass in front of him, but finding the swish of her dark hair equally compelling. 

"Um... if you don't mind, ma'am, but where are we going?" he rumbled. It didn't matter much to him, but it did seem the polite, expected thing to ask. She dropped his hand, turning to face him, tiny hands on her hips as she looked up at him.

"I live just over there. I thought I would properly bandage your hand and treat you to a good meal as payment. You are not afraid of little me, are you?" she smiled mischievously, her dark, full lips turning up delightfully in amusement. He flushed, shaking his head.

"Oh, not at all ma'am, I just thought I'd like to know, less surprise that way." He stuck out his healthy hand again. "I'm Joey, by the way. Er... Joseph that is, but most folks call me Joey." She took his hand, despite the odd left-handed grip, her hand swallowed in his completely as they shook.

" Marie. Thank you, Joseph for the rescue." she said quite seriously before her face broke once more into her amused half grin. "There is no need now for such formality, yes? No more 'ma'am'." she admonished, shaking a finger at him. "Now, stop this silly stalling before you bleed to death." She took his hand again and continued to lead him across the park. He wasn't, he reflected, in any real danger of bleeding out. The cut was already scabbing over. 

Marie lived right on the edge of the park, true to her word, one of the many townhouses that closely abutted the street in this neighborhood, quaint, classic, expensive. She led him up the steps and through the door. There was a slight rise between the entryway and the actual living room floor; there she stopped, releasing him to pull of her dark sneakers, inviting him to shed his highly polished leather shoes. He stooped to unlace the half boots he normally wore, an act that brought him very nearly to eye level with her delightfully swollen ass in her tight jeans as she bent at the waist to undo her own laces. Frowning to himself he turned resolutely back to his own shoes, noting as he looked down that she didn't bother with socks, her delicate pale feet capped with pink painted toenails, one with a slim silver ring around it. He set his massive clodhoppers next to her little sneakers and started to stand until her delicate hand pressed into his burly shoulder. 

"Take the socks off. The floors are slippery and I would hate to see you slip and fall." Marie suggested, pointing to the slick hardwood. With a low grunt of acceptance he complied, standing to follow her across the floor to the kitchen, where she had him sit in a hand carved wooden chair that creaked under his weight. Then she left him with nothing to do but watch her glide about the house, a delicate, graceful angel collecting medical supplies. 

He could barely take his eyes off of her as she dabbed alcohol on his cut, laying a bandage across the cut. 

"Do you have a car, Joseph?" she asked. "Ah... I mean that you need to take care of?" she flushed. 

"I have a car, yes. It should be good where it is at, for a while." he replied carefully. She nodded at this, the dark hair swaying around her face for a moment. She finished up bandaging his hand quickly.

"I... ah... " she flushed, "I was... come sit with me in the living room." she managed. His brow furrowed at this.

"I... um... I thought you were going to make me a meal... or something." he finished weakly, not wanting to impose on her generosity, not wanting to look like he needed to. 

"Of course... I did not want to avoid that, no. I just thought it would be... nice... to sit and talk first. The couch would be much nicer, yes?" He allowed how she had a good point and let her lead him to the living room, though he noticed with some concern that her couch was much like her other furniture, sized for a much smaller person, what he might have called a loveseat rather dignify it with the word 'couch'. She sat down, flinging her bare feet in front of her and patting the cushion next to herself with a smile. 

His weight unsettled the couch, causing her to slide closer to him, the heat pouring through the taut denim covering her slender leg burning against his solid weight. She wrapped her arms around his arm, frowning at the suit coat he wore, then bouncing to her feet.

"Your jacket." she frowned. 

"Excuse me?"

"It is impolite to wear a jacket in someone's house when you are a guest. Besides, you do not want to wrinkle it, yes? So." she finished, as if that solved everything, sticking out her hand imperiously. Awkwardly he shrugged out of the custom tailored garment, handing it over, the jacket draped across her arms looking almost like a blanket. She turned away, hanging it in the closet before resuming her seat next to him, almost curling against him... almost. 

"Tell me, Joseph, you are not from here, yes?" she asked, her voice unreasonably low for such a tiny girl. 

"Um.... no, I'm.... visiting you could say. I heard nice things about this place, figured I'd stop buy and see it myself. Thought if it was nice enough I'd get an apartment for a while, drink the city in." He stumbled to a stop when on of her hands settled on his thigh, the tiny pressure tickling him in a way hard to describe. 

"I hope those... punks in the park did not sour you on the rest of us?" he looked down at her question, meeting her eyes, his own massive hand unconsciously drifting to cover her tiny one, trapping it on his leg. 

"No, of course not." he protested. "Marie... what is this about?" She flushed, turning away for a moment. 

"I... "she whispered. "I..." her hand slipped from under his, moving up his leg slowly as she spoke. "I do not want to feed you, Joseph. I have never met a man so big as you, I... I wish to see if you are so big everywhere. Is it not proper, when you rescue the maiden that she is yours?" she asked boldly, looking back up at him, her eyes fierce and smoldering, her lips slightly parted, her delicate coral tongue wetting them. 

He opened his mouth to speak, struggling to find the words to gently reject her, hating himself when she suddenly threw one leg over his, straddling his thick thigh, trapping his hand against her groin as she kissed him suddenly, overwhelming him.

He tried to think, tried to focus, aware of the damp heat against the back of his hand, the slim muscular legs gripping his leg, the caress of one bare foot along his knee, the insistent pressure of her lips and the darting tongue in his mouth, and above all else the tight grip on his manhood through his trousers, the hard swell threatening to burst in her surprisingly hard grip. She pulled back to smile at him. 

"Joseph! You ARE very big!" she licked her lips, as if tasting their kiss, caressing his length even as she squeezed it. By sitting back she put more pressure on his hand, her feet continuing their slow up and down trail along his leg.

"Marie... " he gasped, his free hand carefully gripping her arm. "I... I can't, I'll hurt you." he groaned. She leaned forward then, pressing her body against his, her hard nipples pressing through the thin layers of fabric between them like little pebbles as she breathed into his ear. 

"Joseph... I WISH you to hurt me. I insist upon it." She rubbed against him as she half whispered to him. "I want... I need you to fuck me, I need you to do to me what no other man could, no other man has. I have waited for a man like you... do not make me keep waiting." She ground her hips against his trapped hand, letting him feel the soaked seam of her jeans. 

"Wait..." he gasped, "You... you're a virgin? How old ARE you?" She sighed, feeling the mood shifting, knowing she'd have to address these. 

"Old enough... I will explain all... not now... please not now. NOW I need you, Joseph, I need this." she gave a squeeze for emphasis, pulling another groan from him. "I need you, Joseph, I need you to make love to me, to fuck me, to make me a true woman, to make me ready for you." 

Some part of him whispered that there was only so much a man could take, no matter what common sense told him. She'd pushed him far past that point. With a casual shrug he tossed her off of him, letting her flop back to her seat on the couch next to him. It was his turn to lean forward, to find her pouty lips with his, drinking her in as if he'd crawled across the Sahara for that kiss. One hand caressed her denim clad thigh, the meaty hand almost covering it, his other hand tugging the silk tie loose around his neck, undoing the top button of his shirt, tugging at his leather belt. 

One of his fingers found the damp spot between her legs, wriggling the soaked seam across her slit back and forth until she moaned, unzipping her top with a single move. Underneath she wore nothing but the glittering stud through her belly button, her beautiful breasts heaving with need. He took a moment then to admire her once more, the smooth expanse of skin, the gentle curve of her breasts, perfectly proportioned for her tiny frame, the hard nipple poking up as her eyes closed under his caress. She gasped when he bent down and took one nipple gently in his teeth. He didn't linger long, moving to the second breast, circling the hard nipple with his tongue in a long tease before gently sucking on the tip. He pulled back, looking down her body, admiring her smooth pale skin, admiring the way her body bucked under his stroking hand, the way her beautiful breasts quivered as her back arched, the soft moans that echoed in his ear. 

He nuzzled her neck, nipping at the join between that slender, shapely column and her strong shoulder with his teeth, not quite biting, then he pulled back, leaning away from her. Her eyelids fluttered as she realized he was no longer stroking her, no longer caressing her. She lifted her head, turning to him, need written clearly across her lovely face. 

He smiled at her with a hint of playful cruelty. "I thought you might want to see what you want so very badly." he suggested. She squirmed upright, the open sweatshirt falling half off her shoulders as she rolled to her knees, crawling across the tiny couch, crawling across his lap, her breasts brushing his thigh as she draped herself across him, working the fly of his trousers, pulling it open, reaching in with her hand to tug him free. She gasped when she finally got his member out, the meat of him hot in her hand, dwarfing her. Her fingers could not meet around his girth and the length of him was longer than her face, only inches away. He wasn't merely large, but brutally huge, more than you could expect even looking at the man himself. 

His cock throbbed an angry red, the thick ropey veins covering its length were hard under her hand, the head spreading wide, thicker than the rest. She stroked it carefully, staring at it in fascination as she tugged his heavy, swollen sack out of his trousers as well. There was some fluid on the tip, making it gleam. His massive hands gently cupped her head, bringing her face closer until his manhood brushed her face, even as she stroked it cautiously with both hands. 

"It doesn't bite." he rasped, entranced by the sight of the lovely young woman staring at his cock. 

"I... I've seen them before... but never so close, never so big..." she breathed. "It is so soft..." She looked up at him, her eyes wide with wonder. "So warm." 

"Why not give it a taste?" he suggested softly. Praying she would, praying he could hold out under the sight of her stroking him, the feeling of her hands on his rod. He closed his eyes with a groan as her pink tongue darted out of her full lips and lovingly caressed his length, tracing along his head, making him jerk a bit at the touch, then finishing up by laving the clear fluid from the tip. He didn't see her open her mouth wide, but he felt her lips cover the head of him, felt the gentle, unavoidable scrape of her teeth against him as she took the head of him in her mouth experimentally. He lifted his head, watching her in shock as she pulled back, a trail of saliva connecting them as she looked at his cock, considering. 

"It is so much bigger than the sausages I have practiced on... but I hope to please you." she told him, rubbing the spit slicked head against her cheek as she spoke. 

"Lady... just getting the head in makes me happy..." he breathed, speaking the honest truth. She smiled up at him, considering his words for a long second. 

"I told you, I have waited for a man like you, I have not done this without preparing as best I could." she gave his cock a meaningful caress, "Though I admit I had not expected to get quite so lucky for my first time..." She giggled happily, and he could not believe it as she opened her mouth impossibly wide, taking his head in fully, shuddering as she worked her way slowly down his length, her lips stretched obscenely, not even minding the scrape of teeth against his shaft. She had barely gone a quarter of the way down before hitting her gag reflex, choking on his massive tool, pulling back in a shower of gooey saliva, coating him, coating her hands. 

She gasped, "Ah... so much thicker..." blinking to clear her eyes before going down on him again, this time faster, more confident. As she hit her gag point again, pausing to relax, to slowly suck him in his hand drifted down her back, across the up swell of her bubble butt, one finger sliding along the crack of her ass between her legs, stroking her, encouraging her. She moaned, the sensation incredible against his cock, now slipping ever so slowly down her tiny throat, at his caress. He looked down, her face hidden by the fall of her dark hair, the thick swell of her throat marking her incredible progress. She had propped herself up, angled his thick shaft for maximum ease. Halfway down she pulled back again with a gasp, sucking in air to fill her lungs. She wasted no more time talking, but immediately dove for his twitching, slimy shaft once more, all but inhaling it as she grew more used to his girth. Joey could barely believe his luck, could barely control himself at the sight of the tiny woman inhaling his monster, doing what no woman had ever done before. He brushed her hair back so he could watch her dark lips suck him in, watch her face in it's mask of concentration as she worked her way deeper, already only having enough left for one hand to stroke him, her other hand caressing his balls with increasing confidence. With a final, almost desperate lunge she buried him completely in her mouth, nuzzling his pubic hair with her nose, her tongue too tightly pressed in her mouth to do more than attempt to flutter against him, before pulling back once more for air. She stroked him with her hand, looking up.


Opposites Attract Ch. 01



Disclaimer: This is a fictional story about two men, or two werewolves in this case. If you find sex or a relationship between two men offends you then don't read this. The same goes if it's illegal in your country or your under age. Otherwise enjoy the story and let me know what you think. I enjoy comments!

Thanks to my two editors for reading over this story and giving their valuable time.

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CHAPTER ONE

KOEN

"ALRIGHT! DO YOU WANT MORE?" Koen shouted to the crowd crammed into The Witching Hour, a popular pub with students and young professionals. 

"MORE!!" The crowd roared back at him.

Koen smirked tauntingly at them. "I CAN'T HEAR YOU? WHAT?"

"WE WANT MORE." They repeated.

Glancing over his shoulder his smirk spread to feral as he meet the eyes of his band members, adjusting his guitar. Lew's dark eyes glared back at him from his spot on drums, Mark grinned from his left on bass and Fina smirked from his right on keyboard. 

'SHALL WE GIVE THEM MORE?" He shouted at his band members they nodded.

"We'll do the new one 'Return to Me.'" He mouthed to them and they grinned, Mark gave him a thumbs up as they began the intro to the song. 

A quarter of an hour later their hour was up and they'd taken their last bows. Packing away their instruments they did their duty chatting to their fans and groupies and finally got to flop down at a table. Securing his sweat soaked long hair with a hair tie he accepted a beer from Mark. Sipping his beer Koen stretched out his long legs and smirked around the table as the next band began setting up.

"We're good Red King." He said to them with a grin, Mark grinned back, Fina smirked and Lew managed a small triumphant sneer. Koen's girlfriend Rudi sauntered over to them and sat in his lap to give him a kiss. Lazily Koen returned her kiss and ran his fingers through her carefully messed up short, black hair. The familiar, comforting smell of 'wolf on Rudi assaulted his sensitive nose and he let out a quiet sigh. He didn't know how he managed to have attracted such a sexy girlfriend and another werewolf to boot but he appreciated it. It was a hard thing for his kind to be away from their pack or another 'wolf, but he'd managed it for three years. With his eyes closed he pulled away from the kiss to nuzzle his face into Rudi's hair. His actions hid the flare of pain in his pale eyes as he remembered his pack that he wasn't with anymore. 

"You know boss watching you two is old." Mark's amused voice broke in. Pulling away from Rudi Koen smirked at his bassist, banishing his momentary walk in the past as he settled Rudi and reached for his beer at the same time.

"Well it can't be boring cos if its not us you get to watch, its Lew and Fina." Koen taunted, indicating with a dip of his head and another smirk the couple wrapped around each other in the corner of their booth. 

"They're going to set this place on fire at the rate they're going." Mark observed in amusement. 

"Here's to the end of another successful gig" Mark boasted changing the subject as he raised his glass of beer to Koen.

"To the end." He agreed raising his own glass.

"Finally!" Rudi approved with a grin as she clinked her wine glass with theirs, the three of them ignoring Lew and Fina. For a moment Koen smelled another 'wolf and felt hot eyes on his back and out of the corner of his eye saw the dark haired bar tender. He recognized the desire and want in those golden eyes and for a moment felt his cock stir in interest but he forced his body to control itself. Only once had we walked down that particular road and he wouldn't do it again, it had cost him everything so he ignored the 'wolf and his own 'wolf who stirred to the familiar smell of another 'wolf, curious.

"I like this song! Come, dance with me Koen" Rudi squealed excitedly as the band up on stage started their first song of the evening. She pulled Koen to his feet and dragged him out onto the floor with his approval as it gave him a distraction from his disturbing thoughts and even more disturbing 'wolf behind the bar. Rudi wrapped her arms around his neck, but even in heels, she was still at least a foot shorter then he was but Koen found her cute with her short, black hair carefully mussed up, fierce dark eyes and pretty, pixie face 

"I do like the new leather pants." Koen approved with a growl at the tight, figure molding black pants she was wearing. Rudi grinned up at him as she leaned up to toy with the white wolf claw earring in his right ear. 

"I'm glad you like them, I got them for you." She purred in his ear sucking softly on the flesh behind his ear.

Koen growled again, the scent of heat and sex rising from Rudi had his wolf half rising along with his cock as they both smelled she was getting aroused. She growled back as she smelled the same scent on her boyfriend, still playing with his ear as she nuzzled him. 

"I'm glad to hear it, cos, if you got 'em for anybody else I'd have to resort to violence." He promised with a teasing leer. 

Her laugh in his ear was his reward as he leaned forward to kiss her again, pulled in by the teasing laughter in her dark eyes as he pressed his hips into her. He felt a surge of power and anger from the other 'wolf in the pub but he ignored it as he'd ignored everything else from his direction. The 'wolf wasn't his submissive to control, he was somebody else's. Half way through their kiss the song stopped and they broke apart to return to their table, an arm around each other.

"Good to see your still here Mark" Koen teased as he dropped down across from him, pulling Rudi down beside him. There was no sign of Lew or Fina suggesting they'd gone for some fun elsewhere.

Mark glared at him. "Its not my fault I always get left to man the table."

Koen's grin turned to a taunt. "Get yourself a girlfriend." He teased knowing that Mark liked guys not girls, it was a standard joke between them as they tended to play in straight bars poor Mark often ended up going home to his lonely bed.

Mark looked amused and aggrieved at the same time. "Well if we actually played in a gay bar I might have better luck. Its always me that gets to go home horny and lonely."

"Leave him alone honey, honestly!" Rudi scolded Koen punching his shoulder.

With a mock scowl of pain he rubbed his shoulder. "Was that meant to hurt?" He asked in surprise.

"You really are a bastard." They both accused him.

Koen smirked and settled back to his beer and the light banter between the three of them. Koen felt those hot, curious eyes on him but he ignored it deciding to treat him as just another gawker. He was used to people staring at him and wanting him. It meant nothing. He suppressed his 'wolf who was again stirring to the smell and power of the other 'wolf, still curious. His 'wolf wasn't aggressive yet as the other male felt like a submissive and wasn't challenging. His 'wolf's curiosity bothered Koen as he only showed curiosity towards Rudi during sex, responding to him and his lust not to Rudi. Now his 'wolf was all but trying to sniff out the dark haired male, urging him to go to him. He didn't realise that the quiet, low growling rumble he could hear, a 'wolf's versian of a purr, was his until Rudi nuzzled him affectionately thinking it was her. Angrily he suppressed his 'wolf again, ignoring his protests. Sulkily his wolf retreated, giving into Koen's stronger will for now. But he felt his 'wolf's lingering curiosity and urge to go investigate the other 'wolf.

"Honey don't look now but somebody is really interested in you and I can smell what interest that is." Rudi whispered in his ear causing Koen to jump as her words clashed with his silent struggle.

Koen shrugged unconcerned. "What do I care? Its just one more person gawking and wanting to fuck me."

"Alright, but he's hot." Rudi said with a shrug of her own. 

If her boyfriend didn't care then she didn't need to feel possessive of him, rather she felt proud that his obvious power and attractive looks gained such interest. The knowledge that she got to take him home and fuck his bones had her comfortable with those that stared, wanting her boyfriend. Besides despite the guy being hot she know she really had nothing to fear here as Koen was as straight as a nail. But she was curious she could smell the werewolf behind the bar and at first had taken his sexual interest and curious stare for her, but she realized that the eyes tracked her boyfriend, not her. Gay males of their kinds were rare but not unheard of and she felt herself shaking her head in shame, all the good ones were always gay. 

He was tall and young, appearing to be in his early twenties, close to Koen's twenty-five. He was about five foot eleven, shorter then Koen's six foot one and although Koen was lean with rippling, flat muscles this other male was leaner still. He had broad shoulders, a nice chest, narrow hips, flat stomach and long, lean limbs under his tight black tshirt with the pub logo on it and tight black jeans. His glossy black hair reached past his shoulders and his large golden eyes were heavy lidded giving him a sleepy, bedroom look. Even if she couldn't smell it she could see the heat of sexual arousal, the want and curiosity in his body language and eyes. If his hair and smooth, tawny skin hadn't marked him as having Native American blood, then his features certainly did with his strong nose, high cheekbones, full lips and angular jaw. Rudi could see a tattoo along his inner forearm of a stalking black wolf.

Rudi felt a smirk cross her face knowing that despite his good looks the other 'wolf had no chance and caught his eyes letting him know that Koen was hers. She watched as those golden eyes narrowed and a smirk crossed the other 'wolf's face, a nod of his head acknowledging her and challenging her. Seeing the sudden flash and glow to his eyes she knew his 'wolf was peeking out. Dismissing the dark haired wolf with her best haughty, cold stare she turned back to Koen and began whispering to him to turn him on. She needed to get him out of here and to herself the exchange had turned her on and her own wolf was with her as she recognizing the challenge from the other wolf she wrapped an arm around Koen. He was theirs.

RAUL

Raul like so many others in the pub hadn't been able to take his eyes off the gorgeous lead singer up on stage. His wolf half was curious about the other 'wolf they could both smell up there and so was he. Power and dominance seemed to pour off the mahogany haired werewolf up on stage, from the way his thick dark shoulder length hair seemed to ripple and his pale eyes gleamed. From where he was Raul couldn't see the colour but he imagined them to be green, pale wolf eyes. The singer's pale skin created an exotic element to his colouring and to the tall, muscular body. His features were really gorgeous with his deep set pale eyes, high, chiseled cheek bones and nose, square jaw and he could see even from where he was the scar running from his hair line through his left eyebrow. Something white and sharp flashed as it caught one of the lights, it looked like a wolf claw to Raul dangling from his left ear. The body was another matter tall and lean but muscular enough that he could see the shifting muscles under the tight black t-shirt and black leather pants. The combination of looks, power and that tight, rippling body had him hard and he stayed in that painful state through the performance and the interval afterwards. His own 'wolf stirred inside him, curious about the dominant and just as attracted to him as he was.

All Raul knew is that he wanted that wolf like he'd never wanted before and he nearly moaned as he could almost feel those sensual, smirking lips kissing him or locked around his cock, those long fingers squeezing his arse. It was some time he realised, doing his job on auto pilot and caught in his own fantasies that he noticed the short, dark haired girl on his lap of the one he wanted, they were kissing. Raul let out a slow, jealous hiss, his wolf growling with menace inside him. As they broke apart and chatted to the blonde human on the other side of the table from them he tried not to watch them talking and laughing together. Watching them dance had him nearly howling his rage and possessive need, he wanted to be the one with that long, hard body pressed up against him, those lips kissing him and strong arms around him. Raul had to eventually pull his eyes away and force his trembling, hard body to control itself as he turned away and dealt with the customers in front of him. 

When he thought he'd calmed down enough he turned back towards his werewolf and saw them back at the same table. He felt a subtle surge from their direction and caught the flare and glow in the singer's pale eyes. His 'wolf was curious about him, Raul could also hear, even across the room, the low, subtle purr-growl. With a slow smile he realized the other 'wolf liked what it was looking at. He noticed the boyish looking blonde looking him over with heat in his eyes. That one obviously liked guys he thought with a private smirk as he turned back to his wolf. Then he noticed the girlfriend looking at him curiously and with her own sexual interest he could also smell she was a 'wolf. 

When she gave him that smirk it was all he could do not to slip into his wolf form, jump the bar and rip out her throat. But he controlled himself and instead smirked back at her, challenging her and taunting her with his eyes. Just because she had him at the moment didn't mean she got to keep him and nothing got in Raul's way when he wanted something or someone in this case. He might be submissive in many ways but the beauty of being a 'wolf was status could change if you had the will and power. He let her see all this and let her know the game was on. She didn't like that and glared at him coldly which had his smirk stretching as she turned herself into talking to her boyfriend. She'd wrapped a possessive arm around the redhead . This game had just started according to Raul and he'd already checked with his manager and knew the band was coming back to perform Saturday night. So he let her think she'd won this round for she had, he would win the rest. He wanted to and had to. 



Opposites Attract Ch. 01



Hi all, this is a new story I have been working on. It will be a little more plot based than sex based (as most of my stories are) So if you're looking for a quick way to get off this won't be for you, so shoo. There will however be sex in future chapters, I promise. Also, this is SCI-FI/fantasy related (again, as most of my stories are) So if this isn't for you, you can also shoo. 

Enjoy :) 

P.S. There will be more of this story and more of Things Change but I will be bouncing back and forth between those depending on which ones I get better reactions from. 

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Matt walked noiselessly over the rooftops. He loved to come up here and just think. He jumped across the gap between two buildings and landed effortlessly on his feet. He was hungry and looking for an easy target. He saw a homeless old woman walking along the streets. He kept looking for someone tasty looking. The homeless always tasted of booze and dirt, also he preferred men over women. He spotted a small young man walking out of a strip join. He looked around before turning and walking down the street with a cigarette in his hand. Matt stopped and turned around to follow him. He quickly walked ahead of the smaller man and jumped down to an ally. He pulled the small man into the ally and covered his mouth. He sunk his fangs into the tender flesh quickly and heard him gasp. He drank his fill before licking the wound closed. He set the smaller man gently down again a wall and made sure he was out of sight from anyone on the street. He could hear him breathing slowly and anyone who did happen to see him would only think he had fallen asleep. Matt took one more glance around before jumping up the wall of the building again and continuing his walk home.



"Nice night, isn't it." A voice said from behind him. He turned but he knew who the voice belonged to. He saw the small woman standing behind him. Her hair was blonde and long and her form very small and petite. The red shirt she wore complimented her ruby red lips. 

"Nira, Haven't seen you in a month. Where have you been" He smiled and hugged her. She returned the hug and kissed him on the cheek. 

"I'm sorry. I've been hunting bloody wolves down in Florida." She said and they continued to walk across the rooftops. 

"Ah, always on the hunt." Matt rolled his eyes. 

"Unless you want to live with those mutts someone has to do it." She smiled and hopped easily over the gap of two buildings. They heard a howl in the distance and barking. "Speak of the devils." She looked into the distance. 

Matt chuckled. "Here on business I see." He stopped at the edge of a building and jumped down. He heard her land behind him. 

"'Fraid so, Little brother." Nira laughed and tossed her long hair. "Any woods or forests in the area?" She looked around the strange city. 

"Yes, towards the west. You will find some farms on the outside of town. There fields meet the woods." Matt pointed west. 

"Can't you just relax for a little while before you go to work?" He asked as they walked down the street. It was empty except for a few cars every now and then. 

"Bro, our family has been wolf hunters since-" 

"Since the 1700's I know, I know." Matt rolled his eyes. Nira pulled him into a headlock and ruffled his hair. He hissed and pulled away. She laughed and looked around some more. 

"So where are we going exactly." She asked. 

"I'm heading home. You are going to go play with a bunch of mutts." He said. She laughed. 

"Very true, wish me luck." She said and began running west. Soon she picked up speed and was moving as fast as a car could. Matt shook his head, she was foolish to use her powers in public. Even if the streets were deserted. He looked around and smiled before taking off towards home. 

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Once home, Matt walked through the house picking up various pieces of clothing and trash. Once the house was decently clean, he stripped his clothes in his room and headed towards his bathroom. His bathroom was one of his favorite parts of the house. It was large and had a huge Jacuzzi tub and also a very large shower.

A large mirror hung above the sink and Matt admired his body as the tub filled. He wasn't as pale as most vampires were. His eyes were a deep emerald green color, and his hair was a shiny black color. His body was smooth and chiseled, each of his muscles well defined but not grotesquely so. 

The bath was filled and he slipped into the steaming water. He sighed as the heat relaxed his muscles and he laid his head back to rest. He moved one of his hands along his nipples and down towards his flaccid cock. It had been a long time since he had had a lover. He missed the touch of another man.

He wished he could have a real meaningful relationship. So far he had only had one night stands. He knew it was impossible but he could still dream couldn't he? He sighed. Matt usually enjoyed his life as a vampire but the only downside was he could never tell anyone what he was. It just wasn't allowed. He finished his bath and crawled into bed completely naked. 

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Matt woke to the sound of Nira pounding on his window. He slipped on a pair of his black silk boxers and walked over to the window. He opened it and Nira swung into the room. She gasped and fell to the floor clutching her arm. 

"Nira are you alright?" He knelt at her side. She moved her hand so he could see the deep bite wound on her upper arm. There wasn't much he could do since no medication would have an effect on her Anyways so he just grabbed a rag and washed off the blood before seating her on his bed. 

"Damn dog bit me." She growled. 

"You shouldn't play with wild beasts, Nira." He laughed. 

"I killed three of them. There's a whole damn pack out there. " She dabbed at the wound with the rag whenever blood would spill forward. 

"How many?" Matt asked. 

"15 at least." She sighed. 

"Damn. They haven't hurt anyone, Nira. Maybe we should just leave them alone." Matt shrugged. Nira looked at him and he saw the pure hatred in her eyes. 

"They're mindless beast, Matt. They haven't hurt anyone yet but they will. We can't just let them wander around freely." She said. Her wound had healed by now and she threw the cloth aside. "I'll see you later, Matty." She said over her shoulder as she hopped out the window. 

"Bye, Nira." He said without turning to watch her leave. He crawled back into bed and fell asleep. 

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Noah moved around the small opening where they had been attacked. He looked at the bodies of their fallen and grieved silently for a moment. 

"Noah." The voice behind him said. He turned and looked at Aldaris. 

"Aldaris, I'm glad you survived the attack." Noah hugged his brother. 

"You're alright?" Aldaris asked. 

"Yeah, I wish I could say the same for Orgrym, Rainaa, and Von." Noah looked down at the corpses. 

"Yes, damn blood suckers." Aldaris cursed. He squeezed the mace hanging from his belt. Noah was comforted by the weight of his long sword at his side. He brushed his light brown hair out of his eyes and sighed. Several of his pack members picked up the lifeless bodies of his friends and carried them off to be buried. 

"We have never caused problems with the vampires. Why are they attacking us now?" Noah asked his older brother. 

"I don't know." Aldaris sighed. "come on." He shifted forms and his thin body darted off into the woods. Noah groaned, his werewolf form was meant more for fighting. Aldaris' was meant for moving quickly and silently. Noah was fast, but not nearly as fast as Aldaris was. He changed into his wolf form and lumbered after Aldaris as quickly as he could. 

{For Christ sake, Aldaris would you slow down!} He shouted in Aldaris' head. 

{Having trouble keeping up, little brother?} Aldaris laughed. Noah growled and tried to catch up. His feet were larger with long claws on the end meant for scratching and shredding, not for gripping dirt. His long claws would get stuck on leaves, sticks, roots, and anything else on the wooded ground. He hissed and jumped on a tree. Before he lost his speed he jumped to another and another. 

{I'll admit it, that's creativity right there.} Aldaris sounded shocked. 

{Better hope I don't catch up to you brother.} Noah let out a chuckle, or as close to a chuckle as a wolf could make. 

{Never!} He saw Aldaris kick it into high gear. He continued to jump off the trunks of trees and was surprised when he saw no more trees to jump to. He jumped as far as he could and landed in an open field. He saw Aldaris speeding across the smooth green grass and chased after him. 

{Damn you!} He growled. Aldaris chuckled and continued to run at top speed.

Noah knew he couldn't keep up with him but he also knew that Aldaris couldn't hold that speed forever. He stopped running and looked around for a moment before turning and heading into a different part of the woods. 

Aldaris darted back into the woods after the stretch of soft grass and he couldn't hear Noah behind him. He slowed to a fast trot to catch his breath. He took a second to breathe and then took off running again. He looked behind him while he ran and saw no sign of Noah. He grinned and turned around just as he ran smack into his younger brother. 

{Ow.} He landed on his back with all four legs up in the air. He looked stunned and it was almost hysterical the look on his face. Noah gave a growl that was meant to be a laugh and took off in the direction of their cars. He reached the road first with Aldaris a minute behind him, Still walking slowly from the shock of smacking into Noah's beefy chest. Noah stood on his hind legs and walked towards his brothers car. He shifted back to human form when he got there and watch Aldaris switch too. His brother glared at him as he climbed into the drivers seat. 

"You win this time." He growled. Noah laughed and turned on the radio. 

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" I called in some help, for the wolves." Nira said. They sat next to Matt's pool in the bright sunlight. 

"Who?" Matt asked. 

"A few friends." She shrugged. "They should be here by tomorrow." She sipped lemonade. He still enjoyed eating normal food even though he didn't have to, he could still taste it couldn't he? 

"So, were going on the hunt tomorrow then?" He asked. Nira nodded her head, making her blonde hair bounce. 

"Awesome, I haven't been on a wolf hunt for awhile." Matt was excited. 

"We need to stop them before they get out of control" Nira said. 

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"We need to stop them before they get out of control." Bane said. He paced back and forth in the small area where the pack had gathered. He had been the leader of the pack since before Noah could remember. Several of the pack members were transformed and their ears flicked back and forth listening to the sounds of the woods. After the surprise attack from the one vampire everyone was on red alert. 

"Agreed, we need to at least find out how many there are and if they plan to attack again." Inuart stood up. He was the best fighter in the pack. In human terms he would probably be called a general. Though all werewolves were able to fight some were more equipped for it. Just as all werewolves could run, Aldaris was faster than Noah. Noah sat on all fours like a well trained dog and his tail swished back and fourth nervously. Some pack members chose to stay in human form and sat cross legged in the dirt or sitting on a fallen log. 

"Noah knows the area best, I think it would be wise to send him to sniff out the vampires." Inuart said. He looked at Noah with a sneer. He and Noah had never gotten along very well, but he was right, Noah did know the area better than anyone else. 

"Noah?" Bane asked. He was young but was a good alpha. He had several scars from fights with other packs or from vampires. If Noah refused he would look like a coward. He swallowed and nodded his head. It was hard to see expressions on wolf faces but he could tell several pack members were uneasy about sending someone to find their races natural enemy. 

"It's decided then. Noah will search for any vampires we don't know about. Let me know if and when you find anything and I will call a meeting." Bane said. He shifted and ran off into the woods, ending the meeting. People stood up and walked off or ran off in their wolf forms. Once everyone was gone it was only Inuart and Noah. 

{What's your problem?} Noah growled. 

"You." Inuart sneered. Noah barked in anger. 

{I've done nothing to you. Why are you always out to get me?} Noah stood on his hind legs and walked over to Inuart. He was easily seven feet tall in his wolf form. 

"You're a little punk who doesn't belong here." Inuart shrugged and kicked dirt into the fire to put it out. 

{What are you talking about?} Noah didn't know how Inuart could find out about that. 

"You know perfectly well that you are not part of this pack." Inuart said angrily. 

{I am too! I was hatched and raised in this pack.} Noah dropped onto all fours. 

"Lies! You were found as an egg by Bane and brought here. You're not one of us!" Inuart shouted. He shifted angrily and put his head down low, growling. Noah followed his move and lowered his head. The two were just about to rip each other's throats out when Bane stepped in out of nowhere. 

{Stop it, the both of you!} He growled in thought speak. Noah stopped growling and sat down, respecting his pack leader. Inuart continued to growl and bare his teeth. 

{Inuart!} Bane snarled at the general. Inuart growled a second longer before standing upright and walking off. The two watched him leave and sat in silence a moment. 

{I don't know how he found out.} Noah sighed. 

{Inuart has his ways. Go home, Noah.} Bane walked back into the woods. 

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Noah walked through the city, sniffing for any hint of a vampire. He had not found a single trace of a vampires scent so far but he knew it was important that he kept looking. He walked through the city for hours before he finally got the scent of one. It was faint, had to be a couple days old. He followed it to outside the city. A large, expensive looking, house was where the scent led. At first he thought he had followed the vampire to a place where he had tracked down some food. But he found the scent all over the building.

He shifted and walked around the house. He found a window he could see through and saw a man sitting there. The scent went straight to him so Noah knew it was the one he had tracked, the one who owned the house. He didn't know vampires lived in houses. He thought they just lurked in caves and other creepy places. 

A woman sat with him with long blonde hair, and next to her sat a tall man with no hair and a long scar trailing down his face. He played with a knife while he listened to the woman speak. Next to the owner of the house was a very tall man who looked to be about as big as Noah when he was shifted. Noah was astonished by the huge size. He didn't know vampires could get that big. He definitely didn't want to fight that guy.

Next to the bulldozer was a very petite woman. Her brown hair was curly and shiny and her smile wide and displaying two sharp fangs. He went from person to person in the room and came to a total of eleven vampires. That was high numbers. He didn't know how his pack would compare in a fight. The women were small and seemed delicate. He wasn't worried about them. It was the men. All of them were very large and very mean looking. 

Noah glanced at the owner of the house and took in his features. He was tall and strong. His arms were crossed over his chest and his T-shirt was pulled tight over his biceps. Noah's mouth watered at his beautiful green eyes. He stood as if he was in charge but he didn't talk much, only listened. Noah had had enough sightseeing and took off to find bane. 

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" So I did a little recon last night and I think I've seen their whole pack by now." Nira said. 

"And?" Matt leaned against a table with his arms crossed over his chest while he listened. 

"I counted about 10. So it's pretty much one on one, with one person to run around and help out whoever needs it." She said. Alec fiddled with a knife and stared blankly into space. He always gave Matt the creeps. 

"Tonight we will attack." Alec said and slammed his knife, point down, on the table so it stuck up. 

"we are getting close to a full moon, isn't that kind of dangerous? They get stronger the closer they are to a full moon." Matt said. 

"Exactly, we need to take them out now, who knows what they could do when the moon rises." Nira pointed out said. Matt shrugged. 

"Alright, suit up." He said and grabbed a sword off his desk. 

"I still don't see why we can't just use guns." Ebon rolled his eyes. 

"Like you need one, you're a walking tank." Matt laughed. Ebon smiled and nodded his head in agreement. 

"It's to difficult to make silver bullets. They run out to fast and then we have to find a way to make more. It's much more efficient just to use heavy and slash or sharp objects made of silver." Nira said as she grabbed two jeweled daggers from a chest of weapons. Ebon grabbed a large mace and swung it around. 

"Hey, no swinging maces in the house." Matt laughed. Ebon chuckled and strapped the large weapon to his belt. 

"Those dogs wont know what hit 'em." Ebon grinned. 

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Noah paced the opening in the woods where his pack met. After he informed Bane of what he had learned about the vampires, Bane had called a meeting and discussed a plan. He had sent Aldaris to keep an eye on the vampires so they would know some idea of when they would attack. At eight o'clock Aldaris had dashed into the opening saying the vampires had been gathering weapons. After this was confirmed the pack prepared itself. Several of the fighters wore light leather armor so they could still move easily. Most didn't like the constricting feeling of metal. Some wore nothing other than standard clothing. This was usually just a special handmade type of leather pants that would fit their unusual body shape.

Everyone had their ears tuned to the sounds of the woods to pick up any foreign noise. The moon was large but not yet full and it was high in the sky. Noah heard the crack of a stick behind him and turned. At that moment he heard several of his people begin to fight behind him. The few that were in hiding jumped out to aid their brothers and sisters. Noah saw the largest, tank like, vampire use a large mace made of silver to hit one of his siblings in the jaw. He was knocked back several feet and Noah could smell burning flesh and fur. 

He heard the blade before it hit and dodged the attack just in time. He recovered and look at the handsome vampire who owned the house. He let out a low growl and prepared to attack. He used his strong back legs to pounce at the target and was surprised by his speed. He dodge and brought his sword around. The flat side hit Noah's right hind leg and he heard his flesh hiss on contact.

He howled in agony and pounced away as fast as he could. He saw several of his pack dead around him and several vampires with them. It was impossible to tell who was winning. He saw Aldaris take a swipe at the female vampire with the blonde curls and her try to stab at his eyes with sharp daggers. He was concerned for his brother but could do nothing, he had his own foe to deal with. 

The vampire took the moment he was distracted to his advantage and tried to stab the sword through his paw. He pulled it back just in time and saw the sword get stuck in the dirt. He raised onto his back legs and saw the vampires eyes go wide at his height. He howled and snapped at the vampire. His teeth sunk into the tender flesh of his shoulder and he heard him scream in agony. He managed to pull the sword out of the dirt and held it to Noah's chest. Noah screeched and let go of his shoulder. Both tried to recover and the vampire took his chance to retreat. 




Opposites Attract Ch. 01



Noah chased after him until he realized they were nearly alone in the woods. The sounds of battle were faint and the moonlight was their only light. The vampire turned to face Noah and Noah growled a threat. 

{You die now, blood sucker!} The vampire looked surprised to hear the wolves words in his head. 

"I don't think so, mutt" Matt hissed and bared his fangs. He gripped his sword tightly ready to defend an attack. 

{Leech.} Noah roared. 

"Flea ridden-" Matt was interrupted by a long howl. They both turned to look and saw a tall werewolf looking down on them. He was nearly hairless and had gray bland skin. His eyes were bright yellow and his body was very thin and looked more human then wolf. His teeth were easily as large as Noah's and his claws were longer. 

"Friend of yours?" Matt hissed. 

{Far from it.} Noah said and ran deeper into the woods. Matt watched him run and felt a sense of pride. 

"You better run!" He screamed to the retreating form. 

{You would as well if you were wise.} He heard in his head, though the voice was fading with the distance. Matt looked at the werewolf and saw its eyes focused on him. Drool dripped from his open mouth and there was no intelligence in his eyes. He pounced at Matt and missed when Matt turned and followed Noah into the woods. 

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Matt had been surprised at, what he would call, beauty of the wolf he had attacked. His eyes were a light blue and his fur was a soft brown color. He was tall and strong looking and his tail was different from the rest of the packs. His tail was long and the fur was smoothed down, much like a monkeys. It was very thick at the base but got slimmer as it went down. While the other wolves of his pack had bushy tails, like golden retrievers. His ears were a bit larger than the others of his pack as well.

He wore simple leather armor. Only a pair of gloves that covered his clawed hands but opened at the fingers to allow his vicious claws room, a chest piece that matched his gloves but had no part to cover his upper arms, and leather pants designed to fit his unusual body shape. The pants left the lower part of his legs free and only covered his thighs. 

'For a dog he's not bad looking.' Matt thought to himself before he attacked. 

The two fought fiercely but had been interrupted by, what he assumed, was back up for the wolf. When the dog had turned to run he was surprised, But not at all amused when the ugly creature looked at him next. He took off after the wolf and heard the other one close behind him. He barely managed to catch up with the wolf and was surprised at their speed and grace. 

"What is that, If not a friend of yours?" Matt yelled over their heavy breathing. 

{Simply put, a werewolf.} The wolf said in his mind as he jumped neatly over a log. Matt missed it and jumped to late, catching his foot on the end and landing face first in the dirt. The wolf stopped and looked down at him before looking back up at the pursuing creature. 

{Come on!} He growled audibly and yanked Matt up by his shirt, with his mouth. They began running again and the creature was gaining on them. 

"You're a werewolf! And you sure as hell don't look like that!" Matt shouted. 

{You're mistaken, leech. I'm a Lycanthrope. HE is a werewolf.} The mutt made a sharp turn into a side path. Matt decided he would follow him since he obviously seemed to know these woods. Matt sighed and kept running. 

"What the hell is the difference then?" He shouted. He could practically feel the werewolves breath on his neck. 

{Is now really the time to be talking, bloodsucker? Rock.} He jumped over a large boulder in their path and Matt barely made it. He wasn't used to running in the woods. Matt stopped talking and tried to stay ahead of the big bad wolf behind them. 

{Theres a path coming up to the right.} The wolf said in his mind. He looked for the path and barely saw it before he had to turn. The wolf turned sharply and tried not to run into him. They heard the creature scrabble behind them and tried to make the turn. They gained a few seconds and Matt was glad for that. With no warning the wolf jumped over another fallen tree. Matt didn't see it and tripped again. 

"Fuck me!" He growled. The wolf ran for a moment longer before he noticed. The werewolf grew closer and Matt wouldn't have time to get up. He turned to look at the large creature as it pounced. 

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'Why am I doing this?' Was the last thing Noah thought before he jumped at the werewolf. He bit at its neck and clawed at its chest while it recovered from the shock. It swiped its huge paws at Noah's chest and left five deep cuts there. Noah howled in pain and tried to get back on his feet to move. He turned to run and the beast clamped down on his tail with its teeth. It growled and shook its head back and forth like a dog playing tug o war. Noah screeched in pain and was sure his allies back in the opening could hear it. He was relieved when the pain stopped and turned to see the vampire smash the werewolves face into a tree. The beast was stunned and held its nose for a second. 

"Run!" The vampire jumped over the fallen log and Noah followed. He struggled to run as blood poured from his chest and tail. He was having trouble keeping balance with his tail injured. He heard the werewolf pursuing them again. 

{I will not make it, vampire.} He groaned in thought speak. 

"Keep running." Matt hissed back. Noah let out a pained groaned and tried to keep his speed. Matt could hear his thundering steps getting slower, his breath heaved as he tried to pump more air into his lungs. Matt was glad he didn't use those anymore. He was surprised when the wolf took in a huge breath and let loose a loud howl while they ran. 

"What the fuck are you doing?!" Matt shouted at him. 

{Wait.} The wolf gasped in his mind. He grew slower and slower until Matt couldn't help but think of leaving him, The creature was catching up. They were almost caught when another wolf jumped from the trees. 

{Noah!} He heard in his head. The smaller wolf pounced on the werewolf chasing them and bit at his already wounded throat. The wolf he had been running with made a sudden stop and tried to turn around. His claws slid in the dirt like a dogs' on tile before he finally turned. He watched and attempted to catch his breath as the other wolf fought with the monster. Matt saw the other one was much thinner and not as muscled as his temporary friend. 

{Aldaris!} He growled next to him. He started to run towards the fight but the other wolf looked at him and yelped loudly. 

{Run, Noah!} He screamed. His friend hesitated and he could see the conflict in his eyes. {GO!} The other wolf shouted again. He turned and began running. Matt followed. They finally reached a small stream and the sounds of battle were long gone. 

{Come.} He said and wadded across the water. It wasn't deep enough to where they had to swim but it went up to Matt's waist at some spots. Matt noticed the wolf avoided the deep spots. He had heard that his kind couldn't swim. Finally, Noah fell to the ground. His breath heaved and his wounds still bled. Matt looked at his battered form and felt the dagger hidden in his boot, he had dropped his sword while running. The wolf looked at him with his big blue eyes and seemed to sigh. 

{If you plan on killing me, do it now vampire and make It quick if you have any soul at all.} He said weakly in Matt's mind. Matt hesitated before sitting besides the wolf. 

"What's your name?" Matt asked while he poked at the ground with a stick. 

{I'm Noah.} He said, still panting. Matt looked at him silently for a moment before offering his hand. 

"Matt." He said. The wolf looked at his hand for a moment before offering his own, human like, hand. They shook lightly and Matt stood. 

"You saved my life, I owe you. Come on." He walked again but turned around when he heard something across the river. The beast roared and ran towards the water. Matt backed up, ready to run again. 

{Don't worry. His kind cant cross moving water.} Noah said as he stood slowly. Matt could almost hear him grunt in pain, but all he did was let out a quiet growl. The beast bounced back and forth on the bank and barked and growled in frustration. He had blood smeared across his muzzle and claws. Matt wondered if it was the remains of the other wolf who had come to their rescue. 

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'Aldaris' Was all Noah could say in his mind. He walked on his hind legs, the vampire pulling him along through the woods until Noah saw they were heading towards his house. Once they got there the vampire left for a moment and came back with a first aid kit, a bowl of hot water, and a rag. 

"Sit." Noah sat on the floor, much like a dog would. His injured tail curved around his body like a cats. Matt dipped the rag in the warm water and dabbed at the claw marks on his chest. Noah hissed in pain but held still. Once the blood was cleared away Matt wrapped his chest in a bandage from the first aid kit. He reached for his tail and Noah growled and slid it across the floor away from him. 

"Come on, I'm trying to help you." Matt put his hands on his hips. Noah looked at him intensely for a moment before allowing him to grab his tail. Matt was surprise at the weight of it. He could hardly lift it with one hand. It was easy to feel the dozens of muscles that supported it. He began cleaning the blood from the wound as Noah looked out the window, ears twitching every which way. 

"Your different from the rest of your pack." Matt said. 

{Yes, I'm...I guess you would call it adopted.} Noah said, he didn't know why he was telling the vampire this. 

"What could you possible do with this tail, its heavy as hell, wouldn't it just slow you down in a fight?" Matt asked. Noah's eyes seemed to laugh almost and He, once Matt had finished bandaging the tail, used it to help him stand to his full height. He curved it slightly at the bottom so it wouldn't touch the ground when he walked. He moved over to the window and looked at the woods. 

{My tail can be used as a third arm of sorts.} Noah said. His ears were pointed at the woods, searching for any sounds. 

"Spiffy." Matt shrugged. Noah chuckled in his head and they heard a loud thump from the roof. They both looked up. 

{What was...} 

"Quick! Hide!" Matt searched for a place to hide the large lycan. 

{What?} Noah turned his head to the side like a confused dog. 

"That's the rest of my clan. If they find you they'll kill you." Matt searched for a place. He couldn't find any and he heard them walking down the stairs. Noah used a clawed hand to open the sliding glass door and dropped to all fours before running into the woods. Matt watched him leave and wished he could have talked to him more. He was beginning to feel like they were friends. 

"Matt, where did you run off to? We saw you being chased by that werewolf and no one saw you after that." Nira said as she stepped off the stairs. 

"I killed it, and then I couldn't find my way back to the fight so I headed back here." Matt lied. He saw several of his people were injured, a few nursed their wounded limbs, others just ignored them. He noticed a few people missing. 

"How many gone?" He asked. Nira looked pained. 

"Three, Tobias, Andrew, and Elaine." She sighed at sat in a chair. 

"They will be missed." Matt didn't feel pained by the loss of his 'friends' That worried him. 

"I'm going to bed, we can crash here for the night and leave tomorrow." Nira said and went upstairs. Several of his comrades had fallen asleep already and Matt sighed. He looked once more into the woods and swore he saw a pair of blue eyes dash off into the trees. 

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Let me know what you guys think of this new story. Also, I want to know what you guys want, longer chapters (Probably three to five pages long) but further apart (Maybe two every week). Or shorter chapters (a page long) but closer together (every day or two). I will be counting how many answers I get and make my decision on how to post on that so your vote does count : ). If you like this story I promise there will be sex in future chapters (can't guarantee the next one but it will come, No pun intended.)



Opposites Attract Ch. 01



Two people going through the same struggles with opposite problems find each other and discover nothing else matters. Kim was born to a man's body and James was born into a woman's body. 

Kim's Story

I am a woman trapped inside of a man's body, Psychological or genetics? It really doesn't matter to me, I am just me. Ironically my parents named me Kim, maybe they weren't sure either? 

I am 30 years old now and have been on hormone replacement therapy for 10 years. I completely live as a woman. I graduated college and went on to medical school. As if my life isn't ironic enough, after completing my internship I ended up specializing in Obstetrics. 

I stand just at five and a half feet short. I have long brown hair and matching brown eyes. I have a thin body frame from running three to five miles every day. I did have plastic surgery on my breast to give myself a modest 32B chest. I felt anymore would make me fall over or destroy my back. I also had a laryngeal shave performed to have my Adams apple reduced in size. 

I have not had vaginal reconstructive surgery because again life is ironic and God gave me a nice eight inch cock that still gets hard and gives me hours of enjoyment.

I have spent my life in school and now at work, leaving no time for a personal life. Now that my life is settling down I would like to as well. I feel I am bisexual in that both sexes are attractive to me. I tried to date men but either they freaked out and ran for the hills or they just wanted to fuck me in the ass and put a notch on their belt. They never considered that I might be the one wanting the notches, so I gave up dating men. 

I dated a few women, but the lesbians I dated were more temperamental than the straight men when it comes to post op transgender people. They wanted me to cut off my penis.

I bought a small house, just two bedrooms and one bath. It was a real fixer upper starter home that I was able to purchase way below market value as a short sale. The lot size was enormous. It was the center lot on a quiet cul-de-sac, giving me the larger pie shape parcel. I wanted to add on a new master bedroom, with an on-suite, and extend the kitchen out. I called a few contractors for some quotes.

I had the usual larger firms come out with over the top price quotes. There were some non-licensed guys that came out that were so cheap I had to wonder. Then there was James. James stood about six feet tall. He had broad shoulders, with muscled hairy arms. He must have had a 42 inch solid chest with a nice tuft of hair protruding from the unbuttoned collar of his shirt. His jeans were stretched tight against his massive, well defined, thigh muscles. His face had a nice five o'clock shadow covering a perfectly shaped chiseled jaw bone. His eyes were the deepest green I have ever seen with long eyelashes. His hair was cropped short, but you can tell he was a blonde. 

I gave him the two minute tour of the inside of the house, the whole nine hundred square feet of it. We moved to the backyard where we talked design while he took measurements. He told me about his construction business and that he only had three employees but prided himself on quality, staying on schedule, and most importantly, on budget.

James shook my hand and told me that he would drop of a quote the next evening if that was ok with me. I graciously accepted and told him I would be home from the hospital by 6pm. 

His face went white, "I can come another night if you need some time to recuperate?"

I looked at him like he was an idiot, until I realized I never mentioned I was a doctor. I grabbed his hand and laughed, "I'm so sorry James I don't mean to laugh at you but the look on your face. I'm a doctor."

That brought a smile and a sigh of relief on his face as he turned a deep shade of red. "I didn't want to pry but you kind of freaked me out when you said you would be home from the hospital."

We both laughed and I told him I owed him one, that if he came at 7pm I would have a pizza and a beer waiting for him.

"Ya? What if my quote is outrageous and you throw me out?" He said with a cocked head and his left eyebrow lifted.

"I'm a doctor silly, I know how to kill you and make it look like natural causes." I kept the straightest face until he dropped that shit eating grin off his face, before I started laughing at him. 

"You are easy prey my friend. Now I'm sure you will be firm and honest with your quote. I will only work with honest people." I showed James to the door and watched his ass all the way to his truck.

I ran to my room, lifted my skirt, and pulled down my panties. I couldn't beat my cock fast and hard enough before I shot my load all over myself. James was so hot I never felt so excited around someone like that before, and a man non-the-less. Then I remembered my speech, 'I only work with honest people' what a hypocrite I am. 

The next day went slow, until the last patient. Always happens when I have plans. My patient had a million questions. She was young and stupid with the baby daddy nowhere to be found. Sometimes I just want to tell them 'if you kept your legs closed this wouldn't have happened'. I finally got out of the hospital by 6pm. I ordered the pizza from my car as I fought through traffic. 

It was 7:15 as I pulled my car into the driveway. My heart sank as I searched for James' truck. I was late and he probably felt stood up. I felt a cold feeling in the pit of my stomach. I grabbed the pizza and my things and headed into the house. I was no longer hungry. I pulled a beer out of the fridge and sucked half of it down before the doorbell rang.

It was James holding a bag in one arm and a large architect's tube in the other. "I am so sorry I'm late. I stopped at the store and grabbed some beer, wine, and crackers. I couldn't remember if you asked me to stop and get some beer or not."

I looked at him and smiled, "I just got here myself. I thought I was late and missed you. I have beer but the more the merrier I say."

We ate the pizza first before it got cold. James unrolled his plans out on the kitchen table. "I took the liberty to do a rough sketch to show you what you wanted."

The plans showed every detail of how I described my vision. It was better than good, it was perfect.

James' Story

My name is James. I own my own construction business. My mother died when I was young. I was raised by my father and two older brothers. My father owned a construction business where I learned my trade. I was a natural. I'm the shortest in our family at six feet tall. I have strong Viking genes, which for a woman is not a good thing. I always felt awkward with my size. I never really developed a chest. I am very muscular. I always admired men's bodies, not for sex but for the physical look.

I went to school to become an architect. Through school I was a loner. I had a few boyfriends but they just wanted to have sex and I never felt an emotional connection with any of them. I drove to a town several miles away and went into a gay bar where I met a woman. She was easy to talk to and she was very attractive. She was there on business and before I knew it we were in her hotel room. I loved kissing her and found her breast to be the eighth wonders of the world. Her oral skills were better than any man but I still couldn't cum. I needed to be stimulated a little further up than her tongue could reach.

I left unsatisfied and even more confused. I resigned myself to completing my degree and being alone. I would fuck a guy now and then just for my pleasure and didn't care about his. That became even more unfulfilling. I finished school and went back to work with my father and brothers.

The more I worked the more muscular I became. One day I went to a house to give a quote. He turned out to be a transgender therapist. After walking around his house with him he just turned to me and asked if I was happy with my life style choice. I was taken aback. But after talking with him I just opened up. He got me on a path to my own transformation. 

I began testosterone hormone therapy. Slowly I began to notice a change in my body. My muscle tone in my arms, legs, and chest became more defined as I continued to work in construction. The hair under my arms, on my legs, and even my chest grew in dark blond and thick. I was able to control my emotions, sometimes even feeling emotionless towards certain things that once drove me to tears. My voice became deeper. My clit began to protrude more, turning my clit to a small penis that protruded out.

The biggest most confusing change was that I became extremely horny. My desire to have a man penetrate me started to control my desires. I was thinking like a man, with my penis. I became obsessed with getting fucked. The thing I ignored the most, my vagina, is now the focus of my yearnings. I was more confused than ever. I was a woman that could have had men at any time and didn't want them. Now, the more I look like a man the more I want one to fuck me. 

I don't want to be the woman who becomes a gay man, and I don't want to be a gay woman. I just want someone to love me for who I am and not label me one way or the other.

My father and brothers accepted my transformation. We were all so competitive at work anyway. My father new I could out build either of my brothers and they knew it too. I had no female role models growing up so I had to keep up or be treated differently. So I kept up and passed them by. 

I wanted to, no, I needed to leave Jamie behind and start a new life as James. I moved away from my father and brothers to start my own construction company. I grew into the man I wanted to be. What little breasts I had were removed. I have not done penile replacement yet so I still have a vagina and a little small cock of a clit. I don't feel the operation is perfected enough to endure the recovery. To me, Penile Prosthesis is no better than a strapon and a hell of a lot more expensive. Besides, I have no one in my life to worry about it right now.

I received a call for a remodel quote, from a woman. I knew the area and the style of house she has. When I first went to meet Kim I had no expectations. But the first time I met her, a sense of euphoria swept over my body. She was so easy to talk to. We had the same warped sense of humor. When she asked me back for pizza and a beer my first instinct was to say "no". I don't mix business and my personal life, what little there is. But with Kim I just heard "yes" come out of my mouth without thinking. She said something about beer but I couldn't take my eyes off of her long enough to concentrate on what she was saying.

I went home and buried myself in drawing out what we talked about. I kept busy and finished her design at about two in the morning. The day dragged as I checked on two other sites I had jobs going. By five I ran home and showered. I started heading over to Kim's house and drew a blank as to what I was supposed to bring. I turned around and headed to the store. I went from being early to, hopefully, fashionably late.

Kim's Story

I was enjoying the closeness of having a man next to me. I could smell the fresh scent of Irish Spring soap on him. It was intoxicating as I leaned into him to see the plans better. I leaned over the plans a bit too much, and with the help of the beer, I lost my balance. 

I grabbed James' big strong arm. James was the perfect gentleman and pulled me into his arms to keep me from falling. My face was buried in his chest. I inhaled his scent. I could see his chest hair pushing out between the buttons on his shirt. His biceps were solid as I gripped them. I looked up into his eyes, those beautiful green eyes and long eyelashes.

"I'm so sorry about that, my ankle twisted in my heels when I leaned forward. I hope I didn't hurt you?" I told him.

James looked at me with those dreamy eyes, "No worries. It's been the most attention I've had in a long time." 

We both laughed as he actually blushed, "Oh come on a big strong good looking guy like you must be beating them off with a stick?"

James really blushed, "You'd be surprised at the quiet life I lead. I'm exhausted when I get home and the last thing I want to do is hit the bars or date."

There was a moment of awkward silence. "So you don't even like to date? That does make for a quiet life." My stupid sarcastic tone came out and it sounded more venomous than I meant.

James quickly began to back pedal as he put his hands out in front of himself and waved them in the air as to erase what he said, "No! No! I didn't mean it like it sounded. Dating for me is complicated. I don't like getting hurt. The person has to be really special for me to even meet them outside of work."

I looked up with a glimmer of hope, "So I'm special?"

James flashed his perfectly white teeth at me, "You picked that out of my ranting did you?"

I moved back into his arms, grabbed his shirt with my hands and pulled him into a kiss. At first there was tension, almost defensive. His body went rigid then relaxed as our lips gently kissed. His lips were soft and his beard felt manly. He smelled even better. I could taste the beer and pizza in his mouth as my tongue pushed its way into his. I loved it.

I felt James' body relax and his arms wrap around my small frame. His strength enveloped around me and I felt safe. My hard-on was aching as it pressed against the tight confines of my panties. My breast pressed into his chest. My nipples poked out against my blouse. It feels so good to be held in a man's arms.

The bells went off in my head. If he feels my cock this man can easily kill me. I jerked back, probably a little harder and faster than I should have. "That was better than nice. Whew! I need to catch my breath a minute."

James had that sad rejected puppy dog face for a second, "I know what you mean. That was very nice." I attempted to cover.

I felt so good in James' arms. The fear set in and I did as I always do, push away any opportunity for happiness and run. James made me want to take the chance. He was the only guy I ever met that made me wish I had my lower half operation so he would never know. But that would be living a lie and I respected James too much to start our relationship with a lie.

James' Story

I felt like shit getting there late. I was so caught up with Kim's beauty that I hadn't pay attention to what she was saying. When she leaned over to look at the drawings I just inhaled her scent. It was light and fresh. Then I felt her body falling into me. I immediately reacted and caught her before she fell over. I pulled her into me. Her face smashed into my chest. She was so soft and we just fit into each other's embrace.

She started to apologize and I made some stupid comment about not getting any. All I could think of, was how lame that came out, 'Stupid, stupid, stupid' rang through my head. I felt my face flush read. She complimented me on my looks. I wanted to tell her that years of Testosterone does that to a girl. Kim is the only girl I've ever wanted to be honest with. If I had a cock I would fuck her in a heartbeat.

Instead I told her I'm a loner and rarely date. She looked at me shocked, offended even. I started to ramble on about how complicated my life was and that I only date under special circumstances. She somehow twisted my words back on me as being flirtatious, which made us both smile.

Kim's body weight shifted into me and I felt her face moving towards mine. I haven't kissed someone in a long time. I felt my body stiffen as her warm, soft lips touched mine. Her breath was hot. She was very confident in her seduction. Her tongue pushed my lips apart and found its way into my mouth. She felt so good, my entire body relaxed as it melted into her embrace. I wanted to pick her up and swirl her around, but I held my ground.

I felt the cold wet feeling in my underwear. This woman was making my pussy drip. When I'm with a man I have always required lube. I could feel my pussy lips rubbing against my pants. I was getting horny. I loved that feeling, it was new to me.

We separated from each other just in time, another minute and I would have had an embarrassing orgasm. I looked into Kim's eyes as they appeared to almost be tearing. She pulled away and we both took in a deep breath. We walked away from each other catching our breath and starting to come up with incoherent excuses to each other.

I couldn't take it anymore and I scooped her back into my arms. I don't know what came over me. I had never felt like this before. If I didn't take the chance with her I felt like I would lose her forever, along with my heart. I looked deep into her eyes, "I've never done this before. I don't know what it is but I don't want to let you go." 

I kissed her with all my heart this time. My body trembled as I felt my first orgasm rumble through my body. I felt a whimper escape through our kiss. She made me cum without being fucked. We pulled back just enough to break our kiss but without breaking our embrace.

Kim looked back at me, "Ok, you got the job."

My mouth dropped open. Then she flashed me that million dollar smile and kissed me back hard. We finally stopped before I stripped down and out popped nothing. I think not having sex right then proved that there was something more going on between us as we both agreed to date and move things slowly. We regained our composure and finished going over the plans.

It was a week later before I returned to Kim's house, but we spoke nearly every night on the phone. Kim had a spare key hidden for me so I could start my work. I paced off the area for the addition using orange fluorescent spray paint. I had a dumpster delivered and placed in the driveway. I planned the construction to be nearly complete before we had to breakdown the outer wall of the house. 

I was just finishing my work when Kim drove up to the house. We walked around the yard as I showed her the vision. She seemed very pleased with the plan. We talked some more before I asked her to dinner. She excused herself while she ran and took a shower. Under normal circumstances I would have joined her in the shower, but these are hardly normal circumstances. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and relaxed on the couch.

Kim came out of her bedroom wrapped in a robe and a drying her hair with a towel, "Would you mind if we just stayed in and ordered pizza? I don't feel much like getting dressed again."

She was so beautiful and I could smell her clean scent. "How about I run out and grab some Chinese food, we just had pizza?"

"That sounds marvelous. But I'll throw on some sweats and go get it if you want to take a shower. I know you've been working all day and probably want to get out of those dirty jeans." She was so confident yet soft at the same time.

"That would be nice, but I don't have clean clothes with me." I would love nothing more than to clean today's grime off my body, but I wasn't about to put on my dirty clothes after a shower.

"I have a pair of sweats and an oversized T-shirt that you can put on. I'll just be a minute and then the bathroom is all yours." Kim fluttered off and returned not ten minutes later. She kissed me goodbye and left.

I went into Kim's room. Everything was neatly placed, must be part of being a doctor I thought to myself. I picked up the sweats on the bed and they looked like they would fit. The t-shirt may have been oversized for her but would just fit me. No underwear. I hate wearing dirty underwear. I went into the bathroom to see that Kim left a fresh towel out for me.

I quickly stripped down and turned on the hot water. I stepped in letting the hot spray work out the kinks in my shoulders. I grabbed the soap, it smelled of flowers. I scrubbed my body. When I got down to my pussy I spent a little extra time fingering myself and rubbing the little knob of a cock I have. It felt so good I thought I would have an orgasm right then and there.




Opposites Attract Ch. 01



The hormone pills caused the hair all over my body to fill in nicely, but I still keep my pussy clean shaven. I watched as the soapy water cascaded through my chest hair and down my hairy legs. I turned off the water and began to dry off. I was able to get dressed and back out to the living room before Kim came back caring a bag of food and a bouquet of flowers.

The food smelled great. I looked at the flowers, "Oh Kim you shouldn't have." I gave her a sly smirk.

"Well you look so good in my clothes it was the least I could do." We laughed as she put them in water. "I love having colorful things around and store bought flowers are the only thing I can grow."

We made up our plates and took them into the living room. We sat next to each other on the couch. We ate and talked. We both had our feet up on the coffee table as we ate. I admired her feet, perfectly lacquered with red shiny polish, the perfect contrast to her white smooth feet.

She wiggled her toes breaking me out of my trance. When I looked up at her she was staring right at me, "See anything you like?" 

I was totally busted, "Everything, actually." I was even impressed with the quick comeback. By the red flushing her cheeks I would say so was Kim.

"You know James, flattery will get you everywhere." She was quick to shoot back. Then she moved her foot and caressed my foot. Her touch was very gentle as her toes stroked the top of my foot. I felt my pussy wet against the sweat suit material.

"You keep that up we may have to take another shower." My mouth always worked faster than my head. If she took me up on that and expected me to take her to the bedroom and fuck her brains out then we would both be screwed.

"So you like getting dirty do you? I learn more about you all the time." She leaned over and, pressing her palm against my chest, kissed me. Her braless breast pressed against my naked arm. I could feel her hard nipple, through the thin material of her top, dragging across my arm.

Kim's Story

My patient delivered her baby early, a rare occurrence. I gathered my things and ran out of the hospital before anybody could stop me. I raced home hoping to catch James before he finished for the day. I planned on playing it off though. In my mind I was saying things like "Oh, you're still here?" or "I forgot today was the day you were starting." 

But as soon as I pulled into my driveway and saw him spray painting the dirt I just wanted to run and jump into his big strong arms. Such the chicken that I am, I strolled up behind him. I was admiring his ass in his tight jeans as he bent over spraying the ground orange.

"You know I can see you staring at me?" he said still hunched over.

"Just admiring your work, and making sure I was getting my monies worth." I retorted back.

"Well my work is on the ground and not on my ass." He stood and turned towards me with a big smile.

"I AM a doctor you know? I was just making sure you were fit for the job. And you do fit in those jeans nicely." I shot back as we both started to laugh.

"I've outlined the addition and I want to do a couple of more things before I lose daylight." He said as he pointed to the sprayed off area.

I walked into the marked area trying to visualize my addition and where I would be putting the furniture. I spread my arms out and spun around, "This looks fabulous. I can't wait, hurry up." I smiled at him. 

"I'm going to let you at it while I go freshen up. Dinner's on me tonight." I shot over my shoulder as I walked to my back door.

I went to my room and grabbed some clean clothes. I headed to the bathroom for a quick shower. My bathroom has a window but I didn't give it much thought as I headed into the shower. The water felt nice and relaxing, except for the hardon that felt like the skin was being stretched to the max. 

I stepped out of the shower and began to dry off. The window was small and was above my waist. I finished drying off and slipped on a sports bra and t-shirt. I shimmied into a tight jean skirt and managed to tuck my cock under while it was semi hard. The skirt would hide any bulges that might occur. "Now who will be checking out whose ass?" I gave my ass a nice swat, feeling the tight material hugging my ass, more like strangling it.

Walking out and seeing James' face made it worth it. His eyes opened wide and his jaw dropped open. I walked up to him and, putting my finger under his chin, pushed it closed, "You're going to catch flies if you're not careful there big boy."

"Now, do I owe you Chinese or Mexican food tonight?" I said as I twirled my keys on my finger and headed to my car.

"Mexican sounds good. I'll just keep working until you get back." He shot me that shit eating grin as he turned back towards my house and started hammering against the wall, my bathroom wall.

I felt a chill run through my body. Did he see me getting out of the shower? Did he see my cock? No he couldn't have, he would have left or got cold with me. And he did not get cold with me. I'm sure he is a gentleman and turned away once he knew I was showering, right?

I came back with a bag full of food. James' truck was gone. My heart sunk. I pulled the food out of the car and walked to my front door. Oh great a note, I bet it starts with "Dear John".

I ripped the note off the door and walked into my house. I started reading the note, "Hey Kim, I just ran out for some beer, be right back, J" I really need to get a grip on my hormones. 

James arrived about five minutes later. We had another lovely evening of food, beer, and conversation. James kissed me good night as he left, telling me he would see me in the morning.

James' Story

I was just finishing painting the outline on the ground for the addition when Kim's car pulled into the driveway. I felt an excitement rush through my body. My underwear felt wet. This is the first woman that turned me on so much and at the same time scared me. 

I didn't want to seem too eager so I continued to spray paint the ground as she walked up to me. I felt her staring at me, at my ass. I couldn't help but make a comment. She was quick witted and shot right back at me.

We shared a few jabs back and forth. It felt so natural and comfortable to verbally spar with her. We have mutual personalities and sense of humor. I walked her around her new home. She looked lovely standing in her future master bedroom as she twirled around the space. She invited me to dinner. It wasn't exactly an invite as it was a statement. I loved her confidence and brash tact. I watched her ass as she wiggled her way to the front door.

I shook the cobwebs out of my head and began to examine the side of the house that is coming down for the addition. I heard the water go off in the shower and didn't give it much thought until I glanced up and looked through the bathroom window. I watched Kim step out of the shower. The bathroom window was up high so I could only see the top half of her body, but it was enough to make me moan out loud. Her breasts were perfect. I stood frozen in place as she toweled off. 

She dipped down below the window, probably to dry her lower half. I turned my head imaging her rubbing the towel between her legs. I pictured the towel rubbing against her pussy. I was hoping she was as hot and drippy as I was. I wanted to lick her pussy and rub my face all over it. I inhaled deeply and I could smell her perfume scent throughout the yard. 

I caught myself staring at the ground and absent mindedly rubbing the shaft of the hammer against my crotch. I felt the cool air against my pants and as the wet spot formed. I was so horny. If only I knew she was into girls as well as guys. I could give her the best of both worlds. I have to wait until the job is complete before I could spring anything like that on her.

I wanted her so bad. If she strapped on a nice big fat cock and fucked her man with it I would be in heaven. I would love to wrap my big hairy legs around her little waist as she plunged her silicon cock deep in my pussy. I would reach up and grab onto her perfect sized breast and squeeze them, or lean forward and take one into my mouth as she continue to plunge her attached cock deep into me. 

Out of the corner of my eye I saw something flash by the window. I looked up just in time to see Kim's back leave the bathroom. As she ran through the door I caught a glimpse of the ass I would be dreaming about tonight as I fucked myself with my old friend "Big Jim" as I call my dildo. 

Kim sauntered out of the house with the tightest skirt and top on. I felt my mouth drop open as she walked towards me. She asked what kind of food I wanted as her hand snapped my mouth shut. I watched her drive away to get the food. I was so horny that I ran into the house, out of eye site of the neighbors, and quickly dropped my jeans and began to finger myself. 

It felt so good. The nub of my clit was inflamed and it didn't take much to have me screaming. My hand was soaked. I pulled up my pants and washed my hands in the kitchen sink. I opened the fridge door to grab a beer but there was only one. I quickly wrote a note and taped it to the door. I was hoping to go to the store and buy some beer before Kim got back. When I pulled back up to the house Kim's car was back in the driveway.

I hopped out of the car, grabbed the bag and went to the door. As I got up to the door it flew open with Kim on the other side. It took me by surprise and I took a step back. We both smiled and laughed as I held up the bag, "Beer?" 

We had another great evening of conversation and the food wasn't bad. I hated to end the night but I had to get up in the morning. Kim walked me to the door. Before I left I pulled her into my arms and kissed her. It was heaven and hell at the same time. Guilt was running through my head, but it didn't matter as Kim's' kiss made all the tension in my body race out and the world was only made up of the two of us.

Kim's Story

Three months into the remodel and finally the construction is coming to an end, on time and on budget as promised. James was a man of his word and the house was every bit as beautiful and spacious as I could have imagined. We had several dinners, a few lunches even, but now that the job is done I can make my final play. Either he will look beyond the cock and see the woman he has come to know or he will scurry away and probably not ask for a reference. 

I asked James over for dinner and to toast a job well done. I was going to cook him a dinner to get his head spinning, and a little alcohol won't hurt either. I paid special attention to my preparation. I showered and made sure my body was silky smooth. I even gave myself an enema just in case he was on board but still felt he needed to be the man and fuck a tight hole. 

I made sure there was plenty of lube in my bedside table. I put on a form fitting short dress that held the girls nice and high. I wore no bra so my nipples would poke through the top and be very visible. I wanted his undivided attention on the girls and not the boy between my legs.

I painted my toenails and fingernails a glossy candy apple red. I was determined to keep him looking. I decided to keep my shoes off to show off my toes. My hair was pulled up in a bun. I was ready to seduce this man into my bedroom.

The doorbell finally rang. The kitchen was on simmer so I could spend some time with James. I opened the door with a bottle of beer in each hand allowing me to display my body to him as I opened the door, "Want one of these?" I asked when I opened the door.

James laughed as he stepped forward and pulled me into his arms, "Ya but put down the beer."

He gave me a passionate kiss that just about made my boner pop the tape that was holding it between my legs. I wrapped my arms around James and placed the cold bottles on his neck. He kissed me for as long as he could stand it before he pulled back. We both laughed and went inside.

James was dressed in a pair of skater shorts, polo shirt, and sockless slip on shoes. James opened both bottles and handed me one. We clinked the bottle necks as he made a toast, "To a great dinner and greater company." He said.

As we ate dinner I made every effort to let him know my intentions. I rubbed my bare foot on his hairy legs. I gently caressed his hands, as they rested on the table, between bites. We worked together in the kitchen and had it cleaned up in no time. We grabbed fresh beers and went to the living room. The music was play softly and the sun was setting casting a nice evening glow about us.

I snuggled into James' chest and ran my hand under his shirt raking my red nails through his furry chest hair. I kept my eyes diverted away from his as I choked out "James, I would like to take this to the next level...but" I choked on my words and had to get a hold of myself to finish my sentence.

James kicked in before I could finish, "But what? I think we both have strong feelings for each other and I think whatever past or secrets we have or had should not be an issue." 

He pulled me into another embrace and kissed me deeply. I melted into him.

He wouldn't take no for an answer as he scooped me into his arms and carried me to my bedroom. We held the kiss all the way until he dropped me on the bed. I quickly began to tug on the hem of my dress to conceal anything. James stood at the end of the bed and pulled off his shirt. His chest was gorgeous with his thick fur covering his large pecs. 

He looked at me "This is make it or break it time and I want to tell you that I love you and I hope you accept me." He kicked off his shoes and crawled on the bed towards me wearing only his shorts.

I accepted his body on top of mine as we embraced again. I pulled him to the side to keep him from pressing his body against my very hard cock, which was straining to pop away from the tight restraints I had it in. His kisses were passionate yet tender and loving. My heart melted and I knew that he was right, this is love and either he accepts me for what I am or we duke it out until he leaves.

My body tensed as I felt James' hand glide along my side. He must have sensed it because his hand jerked away. He was very in tune with body. I pushed him off a bit and lowered the straps on my dress. My dress fell down to my waist exposing my hard nipples. He smiled and brought me in for another kiss. I felt his chest hair against my nipples and almost came. Our skin touched, it had been so long and yet I never felt this close to anyone ever before.

James kissed my neck and worked his way down my chest. His hot lips pressing against my skin was electrifying. My hands ran over his head, guiding him down to my nipples. My body quivered as he took my left nipple into his hot mouth. I couldn't help but to let out a scream of sheer delight.

The feeling turned to panic as James grabbed my dress and started to tug it down. His soft gentle kisses continued all over my body. I wanted him to stop before it was all ruined but my body seemed to have a mind of its own and was naturally wiggling out of my dress. My hormones were going crazy. I wanted him so bad. Please let him want me, I screamed a thousand times in my head as my dress pulled past my panties.

I felt his hot breath on my panties. My cock twitched and we both froze. My heart went cold when I heard James' voice whisper "you have a cock!"

James' Story

It was a sad day for me. Kim's house was complete and I have no reason to go there anymore. I am in love with her and I haven't had the nerve to confront her. How do you just go up to someone you love and say "Oh by the way I have a pussy just like you, but we love each other so it's ok, right?" I took a nice long shower and spent time shaving my pussy nice and clean. The rest of me may look like a hairy man, but I keep my pussy nice and clean shaven. 

I made up my mind; I am going to Kim's to tell her that I love her and I may not have a cock to offer her, but that I have so much more. I will guarantee to please her like no other man ever has. 'Besides I can put a different size strap on every night, it will be like sleeping with a different man every time.' Oh ya stupid say it that way and really win her over.

I pulled on a polo shirt, a pair of skater shorts which go to my knees, and I slipped on my shoes. Maybe my sexy legs and feet will win her. I laughed at myself. I jumped in my truck and headed over to Kim's place. "Confidence! Think Confidence!" I repeated it out loud a dozen times before I pulled up into Kim's driveway. I sat behind the wheel for a couple of minutes before I took a deep breath and walked to the door.

Just as I knocked on the door it flung open. Kim was posing with arms spread wide and a bottle of beer in each hand. She was a vision of beauty. She was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I felt my underwear already getting soaked. I just hoped that there wasn't a wet spot forming on my shorts.

As the door flew open she said "Want one of these?" My eyes went right for the two hard nipples poking out her dress. My mouth watered and I made a flipped comment and just wrapped my arms around her and kissed her hard and deep. I felt the ice cold beer bottles hit my neck as she returned my embrace. I wasn't going to let a little cold stop me, at least for the first 10 seconds. I pulled away and grabbed the bottles from her hand.

We laughed as we went into the kitchen. I opened the beers and handed her one. Trying to keep a straight face I made a toast with our beer bottles. I ate one of the best meals of my life. Having my legs exposed, Kim was able to run her soft foot up and down my leg. As she reached my upper-inner thigh I wanted to shove my pelvis forward and let her toes enter my pussy. I was so horny. The teasing was getting to me. We finished dinner, finally.

We worked together cleaning up the kitchen. It was so effortless to work side by side with Kim. When we finished we grabbed a couple more beers and headed to the living room. The music was perfect and the sunset was spectacular. It was now or never.

I placed my beer down and gently grabbed the back of Kim's neck. I brought her to me as our lips met, I felt a slight hesitation, but if I didn't follow through now then I might as well just go home and never call her again. I was more forceful than I had intended but she quickly gave in and relaxed. The chemistry was unbelievable. My body was on fire. I wanted to taste her pussy so bad. I wanted to show her that I can make her cum like she has never cum before.

I couldn't take it anymore, I stood next to the couch and, with one arm under her legs and the other across her back, I easily scooped her off the couch and carried her down the hall. We kissed the entire time I carried her.

I tossed her on the bed and she shyly pulled on her dress to stay concealed. I thought that was a very endearing quality about her. I began to slip out of my clothes as I laid out all my cards on the table, almost all of them anyway. I wanted to blurt it all out but I just left it at that I loved her and whatever happens, happens.

I crawled over her body until our faces lined up and we began to kiss again. My body fell on top of her. I felt her soft breasts pressing against me. Her nipples were hard as rocks and felt wonderful. I ran my hand down her leg, but as I brought it back up to the hem of her dress I felt her leg tighten down. I quickly moved away as to not spoil the moment by going too fast.

Kim then pushed me sideways, maybe because I was too heavy on her or that she wanted to slow things down a bit. Then she sat up and lowered the straps on her dress. She slowly peeled down her dress to reveal her perfect sized tits. Her nipples were jutting out centering her dark pink areoles. I pulled her to me and kissed my way down. I had to taste them before this comes to an end.




Opposites Attract Ch. 01



My tongue swiped along her nipple and she screamed out in an orgasmic primal way. I clamped my lips around her nipple and began to gently explore the hard nub with my tongue. Her nails raked along my head and I could feel her body rotating and rocking next to me. Her body was on fire.

When she pulled my head over to her other nipple I knew she wanted to go further. I grasped the hem of her dress and began to pull it down her legs. I was waiting for her to stop me, instead her hips lifted and she helped as she shimmied her hips out of her dress. I pushed her onto her back and kissed my way down to her silk panties.

I traced a line down to the top of her panties with my tongue. My fingers slipped through the sides of her panties and hooked over the top. I was about to tug them down and dive into her pussy when my chin hit a hard lump.

It felt like I was hit with a lightning bolt as the shock set in. "You have a cock!" I whispered more to myself.

Kim screamed an apology back and started to pull away. I was elated. I felt my eyes well up with tears of joy. I lifted my head and looked right into her shocked face.

Kim's Story

I heard James' voice and my heart sank. I looked down at his face as a tear rolled down it. My heart sank and I thought I lost what I knew to be my only chance for true happiness. I wanted to tell him that I was sorry but I just put my hands on my face and began to cry. Then I felt a warm wet mouth cover my soft cock. I didn't want to believe it, it couldn't be happening. I looked down to see my cock being sucked into his mouth. He looked at me and winked.

My panties were pulled off of me and my cock began to come back to life as it slithered down his throat. His tongue worked its magic around the head of my cock. He pulled off long enough to press his face into my smooth ball sack. His tongue was like a serpent slithering around my balls, along my ass, up and down my shaft until he quickly engulfed it all the way down to my pubic bone. This man had skills.

I was going crazy as I feverishly face fucked him with my seven inch cock. I grabbed onto the sides of his head and fed him my cock. If this was a dream I was going to cum before I wake. The harder I fucked his throat the more he seemed to want. He scooped his hands under me, grabbing onto each cheek of my ass, and used my body to face fuck him even harder than what I was capable of. His throat was so hot and soft as my head was farther in him that it had ever been.

"OH NO! PLEASE JAMES I'M GOING TO CUM! AAAAHHHHHH!" I shot the most cum that I have ever shot in my life. My orgasm hit me so hard that the pressure actually hurt when it finally released, but it felt so damn good.

James sucked out every drop and continued until I couldn't take it anymore. He moved up to my face and kissed me hard. I could taste my cum in his mouth as our tongues danced together. He pulled back just long enough to tell me that he loved me more than ever, before he pulled me into another kiss that sent my body into another orgasm. That has never ever happened before. I didn't shoot more cum, but my body tingled all over. It was the most erotic feeling ever.

When we finally came up for air, I realized that this man sent me to the moon and back but hasn't been satisfied. I jumped on top of him and started to pull at his shorts, "My turn lover. I'm going to suck you like you've never been sucked before!"

I pulled on his shorts and his cock was so small it wasn't even there. He had a pussy. I looked back up at him in what must have been the same shocked face that he looked gave me earlier, "Surprise?" was all he said before I dove down on the sweetest pussy I ever tasted.

His inner thighs were soaked with his juice as the sides of my face smeared its way towards his pussy lips. A cleanly shaved pussy with a nice hard nub like penis at the top of his vagina, I think I have died and gone to heaven. I placed my entire mouth over his vagina. The heat and moisture was nothing compared to the sweet taste and aroma.

My cock was drained like never before but I felt it getting hard again. I let my tongue explore his swollen lips. I gently caressed the inside walls of his pussy. His pussy lips were so big that they pressed around the outsides of my mouth as I began a nice slow tongue fucking of my man. The hormone therapy that he must be using is working better than I have ever seen. His small cock had a perfectly shaped penis head jutting out at the hood of his vagina. I nuzzled my nose against it making James moan. This was the most erotic moment of my life. 

I licked and sucked his small dick. I used my thumb to caress his pussy and gently inserted a finger in his ass. I continued to lick and suck his pussy lips. They were very swollen. James began to rock his hips into my face. He began to scream out as I massaged both holes, a little advantage of being an OBGYN. I was going to give him the best orgasm of his life. 

James placed his hand on the back of my head and ground his pussy into my face. His ass gave in and allowed my finger all the way in. I was slicing my finger in and out at the same time my thumb was fucking his pussy. My tongue was dancing around diving deeper and deeper into his dripping pussy.

"Oh yes, oh please, please, Kim don't stop. Oh shit I'm cumming. I can't hold back! Oh yes, YES! That's it, AAAAHHH!!" James screamed out.

I'm sure the neighbors heard, but we didn't care. I felt James' legs stiffen and then begin to shake as he had a violent orgasm. I didn't want to let him off his high. I moved up between his legs. I pulled them up onto my shoulders. I rubbed my cheek against the soft fur covered calf before I placed my hard cock against his dripping cunt. I looked down into his eyes. His eyes were dreamy and glazing over as I gently teased his swollen pussy lips with the head of my cock.

His eyes rolled back and he attempted to thrust against me. I held him back as I gyrated my hips, working my cock into him slowly. His pussy was on fire. His pussy lips were red and swollen. He was so juicy that there was no resistance as I fed him my cock. James was moaning as my cock inched into him. I decided a little hard thrust was what he needed and I dropped my body down on top of his chest letting the last half of my cock slam its way down.

My breasts smashed against his furry chest as my cock hit bottom. I held still as James fell into another orgasm. I looked at his face as it contorted through his orgasm. Then I kissed him with all my love as I began a nice slow fuck.

I felt his hands on my ass as he pushed my cock deep into his pussy. I could feel my balls soaking wet with his juice. James kissed me back. His tongue massaged mine as the heat of passion rose up between us. His hands on my ass, and his tongue down my throat, were too much as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

I pushed my cock in deep and held still as my second wet orgasm raced through my body. I held him in a tight kiss as my cock began to pump its seed into his pussy. Even for my second cum within an hour I still seemed to pump several thick squirts into him. He felt the heat of my juice wash the insides of his pussy as he moaned back another orgasm.

I didn't dare roll off of him. I didn't want this to end. I was now afraid of what we just did and how we would move forward. I wanted my fairytale relationship to continue forever. I wanted James in my life.

James' Story

Kim is the hottest woman I have ever been with, and she's a doctor. I sucked on the sweetest nipples, hard and jutting out as I explored them with my tongue. I used my tongue to trace my way down the softest skin until I got to the tops of her panties. I was ready for some serious muff diving. I was more than pleasantly surprised when I found the large lump pressing against her panties. My first thought was that she had a strapon and was taking the dom position. I wanted, no I needed, to be fucked.

But when I pulled down her panties and was struck in the face with a real in the flesh cock, I heard the gasp leave my lips. My heart felt like it stopped. This was more than a dream come true. I felt my eyes fill up with tears. Kim screamed something but I just couldn't take my eyes off of her cock. I leaned forward and took the head into my mouth.

I moaned in delight as I swirled my tongue around the soft spongy head. I looked back up into Kim's eyes and shot her a wink of acceptance. I then held her hips and took the entire length down my throat. I loved women but I missed having a real cock in my mouth, and in my cunt. Kim's cock began to stiffen in my mouth. It just kept growing and growing. I quickly pressed my face forward so that I could press my nose to her freshly shaved pubic area. I inhaled her scent as her cock snaked its way down my throat.

Kim grabbed my head and tried to pull me off but that just spurred me on more. I heard her warn me that she was about to cum and that made my heart soar to know that I am the cause of her pleasure. I ran my tongue up and down her shaft. I pulled back enough to taste the precum dripping from her head. I used the clear thick liquid to coat the head of her cock before I engulfed it all the way down my throat again.

I did this one too many times as Kim began to scream out. Her cock swelled in my mouth and I felt the surge of her cum flow along the underside of her shaft and along my tongue. Her cock was so far down that the head was past my taste buds as it began to shoot straight down my throat. I pulled back and let her fill my mouth. I swirled the hot cream and bathed the insides of my mouth with it.

Kim's cum was the sweetest I've ever tasted. I didn't want the flow to stop as I kept nursing on her cock. I ran my thumb along the bottom of her balls and up her shaft to squeeze all her juice from her cock. I was rewarded by a nice thick drop of cum. 

I didn't want it to end so I leaped into Kim's arms and planted a cum filled kiss on her lips. Her arms quickly wrapped around me as her tongue pushed its way into my mouth. We shared the last of her cum in a loving, sexually vibrant, kiss. I was caught off guard as Kim rolled me over on the bed and was on top of me. She looked me in the eye and said it was her turn.

She wiggled down, grabbed the tops of my shorts and yanked them down to my knees. She looked up at me in shock and I could only think of saying "Surprise!"

That seemed to be enough as I felt her tongue glide from the top of my pussy all the way down to my ass, and back up. My legs were on auto pilot as they opened wide to allow her better access. She was methodically exploring every fold of my pussy. I was so horny I didn't know how much I could take.

Kim began to suck on my small penis which protruded out at the top of my pussy. I felt her finger dip into my pussy and then she used my pussy juice to lubricate my ass. I had forgotten how erotic my ass could be. As her finger worked its way into my ass her thumb began to enter my pussy. I was being fucked in both holes and licked at the same time. I began to scream out. It was too much and every muscle in my body tensed as the strongest orgasm swept over my body. I screamed long and loud.

My legs finally had a little feeling back in them when I felt Kim's hands on my thighs. She lifted them off the bed and over her shoulders. I didn't have time to think before I felt her cockhead at my pussy. She teased me just enough to get my hips to hump forward. I screamed out for her to fuck me.

Kim pressed forward and rammed her big cock what I thought was all the way into my pussy. Her body fell forward as she pushed the rest of her cock into me. I never felt so full in my life. Her tits felt great against my chest. My body began to shake again as my orgasm escalated to a new height. Kim pushed her tongue into my mouth and used her hands on my ass to brace herself as she pumped her cock back and forth.

She slammed into me one last final push as her cock pumped her second load into my already soaked pussy. The heat of her load spraying the insides of my pussy was too much for us both as we screamed out in lust. Our kiss lighted up but never stopped as I felt Kim's cock slowly softened in my pussy. Our juices poured out of my pussy and down my ass. I was in heaven.

Kim finally lifted her head and told me she loved me. I quickly repeated the same as we fell into another tender kiss.

To be continued...



Opposites Attract Ch. 01



"Do you like this?" she asked mischievously, "I was not sure I could take it all... I'm glad I could." 

"That makes two of us..." he managed as she wriggled against his hand. 

"Please... do not hold back. I want you to cum for me, I want to taste you... I want you to spend yourself in me. We have plenty of time and I wish you to enjoy yourself fully." She whispered to him, not waiting for a reply before sucking his shaft back into her so willing mouth. He groaned, his eyes closing once more as she inhaled his length. He shuddered and struggled to hold back, to prolong this rare pleasure, but her insistent sucking mouth, her gently fluttering tongue, her soft fingers were too much, and with an explosive shout he thrust upwards into her mouth, into her distended throat, filling her with his seed, making her choke accidentally, struggling against his thick cock and against the flood of cum shooting into her. 

With a shudder of release he relaxed, slipping free from her mouth as she pulled back, gasping with audible relief, nuzzling his softening member gently

"Thank you..." she whispered, putting one glistening hand over his mouth before he could reply. He got the message, and lifted her up gently, kissing her instead, then pushing her back against the couch so he could stand, stripping out of his soaked garments, his cock hanging down most of the way to his knee. He was too excited, too aroused to fully soften, even after the incredible release of moments ago his cock twitched with lust. 

She lay back, her sweatshirt open and covering nothing but her lower arms now, one leg propped up on the arm of the couch, her eyes smoky and dark as she watched him peel away the concealing cloth, the body revealed hard muscled and not half as hairy as she'd feared, the body of an athlete. Tossing aside his clothes he lowered himself over her, covering her body, one hand cupping a soft breast, kneading it with surprising delicacy, a skill he'd learned by necessity, as he kissed her. Slowly his hand trailed from her breast, down her taut belly to the button at the top of her jeans, undoing it deftly, working down to the next and the one after that, his tongue jousting with hers the entire time. 

He stopped kissing her to sit back, to take a hold of her tight jeans and begin peeling them down over her hips, revealing her bare skin, her lack of panties or pubic hair, the waxed smooth skin absolutely flawless as her drenched and swollen sex came into view. The musky smell of her arousal filled the air like a delicate perfume as he pulled the fabric from her body, restraining himself from ripping it off, from shredding it as he so desperately longed to do. 

Suddenly exposed she blushed shyly, covering herself with one hand, turning away. He smiled, bent down and laid a gentle kiss on the back of her hand, nuzzling it aside, spreading her now closed legs with his hands, enjoying the smooth soft skin, caressing her as he opened her up. Her sex was tiny, neat and tidy like the rest of her slender body, the pink petals of her nether lips peeking out at him, fluttering softly at him, drops of dew glistening and sliding down her body to pool at the bottom of her slit. At the head her clit poked out of its hood cautiously and he gave it a soft kiss, tasting her for the first time. She gasped at the touch, enjoying the rough texture of his palms sliding along her thighs, the gentle power that opened her up, setting her one leg back on the arm of the couch once more. He leaned his great head against her leg, toying with her pretty little pussy with one thick finger, stroking it slowly, confidently, enjoying the way her body leapt and shuddered under his touch. 

When he thought she'd had enough of his teasing he slid his hands under her ass, pulling her closer to the edge of the seat until she was practically hanging over the edge. He leaned it, blowing his hot breath across her sensitive skin, making her gasp. Only then did he apply his tongue in broad strokes, covering her pussy completely, ending with a little flicking curl with the tip as he crossed her hard clit, making her moan. He laid a kiss after kiss against her flesh, his thick tongue slipping between her folds to lap up the nectar dripping out of her. She squirmed against his touch, twining her slender fingers through his thick hair, pulling him tighter against her as he made love to her body, his hands stroking her soft skin, finding every inflamed nerve, every sensitive portion of her skin, each expert touch causing her to moan again, causing her body to squirm and dance against the cream colored cushions, caused fresh streams of juice to flow from her needy body. Her carefully manicured nails dug into his scalp suddenly, her eyes flying open, blind, as her back arched, thrusting her hips against his mouth as she came suddenly, and hard. He gripped her hips then in his strong hands, holding her still, his tongue dancing along her tender flesh, suckling her inflamed clit, driving her over the edge again and again and yet again until she collapsed, limp and exhausted, her hands feebly pushing him away. 

He sat back, admiring the delicate, flushed body before him, aware of the throbbing pain of his re-energized cock. 

"Oh... my..." she breathed, her eyes fluttering. He smiled up her body at her and climbed to his feet, one meaty hand gripping his ready member as she struggled to sit up. "That....oh..." she leaned forward, trailing her fingertips along the length of him. "I think..." she swallowed, nervous suddenly, "I think I am ready to try this..." she looked up at him, her eyes wide, "Be gentle." she pleaded. He nodded and pushed her back until she was lying back once more, his hand stroking the length of her body lovingly. He didn't speak now, they both knew this would hurt her, both knew it was what she wanted, what he wanted now. He lowered himself resting his shaft along her belly as he stroked her body with both hands, keeping her loose, keeping her ready. He leaned back, letting his cock trail along her sensitive clit, drawing a hiss from her. 

He took his rod in one hand, using the other to peel open her sex, nuzzling her pink wet flesh with the thick head, trailing it up and down her narrow slot, teasing her ever so slightly one last time, letting her feel how massive he was, giving her one last chance to back out. He pressed against her, holding back 

"Please..." she whispered, and he nodded. With a careful flex he pushed into her, the thick head spreading her wide, making her cry out, her eyes watering at the intrusion. She bit her lower lip, nodding for him to continue, to go on and so he did, slowly impaling her on his shaft. She clawed his forearms, gripping them desperately as he filled her, her body straining obviously against the weapon he wielded against her. 

He stopped suddenly, barely inside her when he encountered an obstruction, the barrier of her maidenhead, barely believing it. So confident, so eager she'd been before he had forgotten she had hinted that she'd never actually been with a man before.

"Are you sure?" he asked, harsh, needing to know. She gasped, trying to accommodate him, trying to thrust against him, so it took a moment for her to respond.

"I am sure..." she gasped, "fuck me, Joseph, Fuck me." she demanded, pulling at his thick wrists to emphasize her desire. 'Fill me! Do not hold back... " her accent thickened by lust. He squinted down at the desperate woman, then, his mind made up thrust into her, hard. Tearing through the flimsy flesh, filling her completely until he bumped her womb, tearing a shriek from her that didn't sound like it was pain. She arched and spasmed, thrusting hard against him, her eyes closed, her mouth open as she worked through what could only be another orgasm. 

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..." she moaned over and over again, begging him, and ever the gentleman he obliged. Gripping her hips he pulled back, thrusting into her with strong, steady strokes, ignoring the trickle of blood that seeped from her body along with her nectar. Each thrust seemed to drive her to every higher peaks of ecstasy, drew new cries and gasps from her, her thighs glistened with her own splattering juices, her body drenched with sweat, the incredibly tight grip of her body against his intruding cock making his own breath come in short desperate gasps. He slowed down, trying to draw it out, to slow down his own impending orgasm. Marie pulled herself free expectedly, shaking her damp hair out with a smile. 

"Wha..." he gasped, but recovered as the delightful minx rolled over, bracing her knees on the cushions, resting her elbows on the back of the couch and thrusting her ass out at him, giving it a wriggle. He lunged to his feet, his cock bouncing in front of him, mingled juices splattering off it to the floor. He towered over the kneeling woman, slapping her ass with his hard cock once as she gave him a burning look over one shoulder. There was no mistaking that look, nor her intent, the fingers of one hand appearing between her legs, rubbing her clit franticly, spreading her nether lips wide for him. 

"Take me again, Joseph, harder now." she demanded, licking her lips. "Fill me up, make me yours... use me..." He nudged against her opening, pressing against her sex but not entering yet. She was so small, he thought, so incredibly tiny compared to him. His cock looked like an angry log next to her, like some cruel torture implement out of the dark ages, ready to split her open. It looked like there was no way he could fit inside her, though he just had. 

She leaned her head down against the couch, reaching between her legs, her delicate fingers stroking his head, gripping it gently, leading him into her, silently urging him to fill her again, desperate for him to brutalize her virginal flesh. 

He stroked the curve of her spine, the swell of her hip, her leg. Steeling himself he put on hand on her shoulder, holding her down. Keeping in mind her request... no her demand he thrust forward hard, pulling her back onto him as he did, holding her down. She cried out at this fierce impaling, exulting in the sudden brutal feeling. Wordlessly she egged him on, driving her body back against his, fucking herself on his pole. 

Sensing finally that here was a woman that didn't need him to hold back, didn't WANT him to hold back, he fucked her back, slamming his engorged cock into her tender flesh, drawing yelps of pleasure from her with each thrust, drawing murmured nonsense words past her lips, her hair tossing wildly with each buck, with each slam. Behind her his every muscle stiffened, sweat pouring from his body, dripping from the strong planes of his face to splatter against the upturned peach of her ass, pooling in the curve of her spine as he gave a bestial growl of lust, of release as he flexed, lifting her bodily from the couch with the force of his final thrust as he filled her with his seed, the thick cream seeping out from around the merged flesh of their sex. 

Exhausted, he released her staggering back, his cock sliding from her body with an audible pop, a small flood of mixed cream pouring from her distended lips to puddle on the hardwood floor. With a sigh of sublime pleasure she slipped to one side, eyes closed as she basked in the afterglow. 

"ah.... Joseph... I am so... gloriously sore. Already my body misses you I think, I feel so hollow, so empty." her manicured fingers trailed idly through the gooey mess of her well-fucked cunt. She opened her eyes and smiled at him. "Come, bring that beautiful cock here, so I may thank it properly..." she beckoned him, sitting up as he managed to stagger forward. As she took his limp, wet cock in her tiny hands he groaned.

"Lady, I... "he rasped, "Marie, oh God that was great... gently now... oh that almost hurts..." He sucked in a great breath as she took his manhood into her mouth, softly suckling him, cleaning every trace of her from his skin, caressing his now flaccid sack. His eyes closed, he rose to his toes, swearing silently to himself that seemed determined to stir him to life one more time. She stroked him purposefully. 

"He is so eager." she told him, "Little Joe, he is not done for the day, I think." she kissed his head, "I like this." 

"Oh... A man needs a rest, Marie... " he groaned as she raked her nails gently along the underside of him, feeling a dull aching need swelling within him. "That's unfair..." he protested as she took him in her mouth again. His body ached, his muscles stiff and sore, almost cramping, but his body responded to her touch, to the smell of her, to the sight of her eagerly taking him in. 

"One last time, Joseph, please?" she pleaded, "Let us not leave this unfinished..." What did she mean, he wondered at that, but not for long. Having revived his flagging member she leaned back, stretching herself, the sight stirring him to action.

"I confess to being most nervous now. This is the time I want you to be gentle with me, to be careful..." she admitted, glad when he nodded that he understood that much at least. As ready as she could hope to be she rolled onto her stomach, laying lengthwise across the couch, her head down, eyes closed. He watched in fascination as she reached back and slowly spread her tight little ass with her pink nails, exposing the pale pucker of her rosebud too him. 

"Please, Joseph..." the murmur of his name with her accent incredibly sexy, "Please, take my rear. I want to feel you in my ass, I want to have you in every way... please..." Her voice was low, smoky, tremulous. No woman had asked this of him, had begged him to sodomize her before, though he had found a few willing to try. The sight of this delicate flower holding herself open for him, pleading for it aroused him in a way her ministrations could not, aroused something deep inside him, and his rod throbbed with need, precum staining the tip. 

Well aware that this time, above all others, he could not rush, could not hurry he knelt next to her on the floor, leaning over her, stroking her shivering back, dragging one fingertip through her crevice, over the almost unwrinkled pucker. He nuzzled her back, kissing his way down across her tailbone, kissing her upturned peach cheeks, laving the sweat and cream from her crack with his broad tongue, probing her nether orifice. She shuddered under this intimate touch, moaned as she relaxed imperceptibly, his soft thick tongue pressing into her, tasting her secret place, wetting it. As he worked his oral magic on her derriere his strong hands stroked her legs, her thighs, the backs of her knees, feeling the tension there, feeling her slowly start to relax as pleasure overcame fear. He didn't question why she wanted so badly to do something she was obviously terrified of, he simply did what he could to give her the chance to enjoy it. 

"I... I am ready I think..." she whispered, "As ready as I can be... " and he stood, setting one knee on the couch over her legs, straddling her still trembling body. She was wrong, he knew. He dribbled some spit onto her flesh, right into her now faintly open pink eye. He stirred it with one thick finger, pressing inward, pushing the impromptu lube into her. She gasped at the intrusion, her body tightening around him, clenching around the intruder. He waited patiently until her body relaxed a little bit, giving him the slack necessary to work his finger in and out, fucking her softly with his hand as she squirmed under him, getting into it. 

Fatigue was the key, he thought, her body must be so tired, so exhausted that it could not fight his member, could not fight his intrusion. She was already loose from the vigorous sex, the body cracking orgasms that had gripped her so furiously, only this tiny bit of resistance remained. Carefully he worked a second finger in, feeling her body feebly spasm against this new intruder before giving up the ghost. Now... now she was as ready as she could be. She mewled questioningly as he withdrew his fingers, admiring the unspoilt flesh for one last time before he loomed over her. 

His cock was so thick that even with her cheeks spread wide by her own hands the head of him pressed against the soft flesh, spreading her crevice just a bit wider. He nuzzled the slick head against her opening, feeling it flutter against him helplessly. Cautiously he applied more spit, both to her opening, and to his own shaft, then with a steady push he entered her. 

She cried freely as he penetrated her bottom, so much so that he froze with just the head in, her sphincter tightening around him. 

"No..." she gasped, "keep going...." 

He braced himself over her and let gravity do the rest, sinking into her smoothly now, feeling the velvety caress of her skin against his shaft, the warm wet grip of her ass around his rod as he filled her. In a shockingly short time it was done, his hips met her bottom, his balls slapping gently her fluttering conch, his body pressing hers into the soft cushions as she moaned underneath him. He held incredibly still, waiting, unsure until her hips began to wriggle under him, making small rotation, small circles as she fucked her own ass on his shaft. 

"I can feel you... deep inside, filling me..." she moaned, "I can feel you in my cunt almost. It burns... so good, so very very niiiiccceee..." she hissed at the end as he flexed, driving himself just a little deeper into her accommodating body. He groaned when she flexed her tired muscles, gripping him like a soft fist, the friction against his sensitive skin driving him wild. 

The fucked slowly, neither having the energy or the urge for the brutal bestial sex from before. Something in her demeanor suggested to him that she would not have objected if he had begun then to rampage through her ass, to slam into her, to drive her into the cushions, but the slow gentility, the soft care they took with one another was enough. He took long slow strokes through her, almost pulling out to the flared head before slipping back inside her, enjoying the 'almost orgasms', the quaking quivering jumps of her body against his, the gasps and moans as he played her flesh like an instrument in an orchestra of pleasure. He was so caught up in her, breathing her in, enjoying the smell of her, the sound of her, the sight of her tossing her head as she luxuriated in what he was doing to her that he almost missed his own orgasm, the sudden watering of his eyes, the sudden shuddery thrust catching him completely off guard as he drained into her, all strength leaving his body in the instant as he collapsed on top of her, barely remembering to brace himself enough not to smother her. 

They lay like that, him buried in her for a long time, until the cooling sweat on their skin started to chill them, until the aching muscles screamed in protest. With great regret he pushed himself up, his tender flesh pulling from her body, so worn out that he felt he'd never be hard again, she'd drained the very ability from him. He sat back as she slowly rolled to face him, a catlike smile crossing her lovely pale face, her lidded eyes considering him from across the narrow couch. 

"I owe you a meal... and then some..." she purred. It took a moment before she got her feet under her, he watched with some fascination as she started walking to the kitchen, her hips rolling in ways they hadn't when he'd met her, unsteady as her body shuddered it's way through aftershocks. Not wanting to miss a thing he levered himself up and followed her in.

She cooked for him in the nude, simple fare, fast while he sat on the creaky chair and watched, ignoring the faint twitching in his loins. When the food was done she set the plate on the table and straddled his legs, trapping his chubby manhood between their bodies, her feet dangling in the air inches from the floor. She fed him as she talked, on hand working the forkfuls of food, the other gingerly toying with his cock between them, explaining in her faintly accented English.




Opposites Attract Ch. 01



"When I was a girl I often heard my sister and her friends talking about sex, as girls do. I was fascinated and often spied on them when I could. One day one of her friends discussed the man she had been with the night before, how very large he was, how he had fulfilled her like no other had. While the other girls complained about too large men and too small, I was entranced by her story, and like a foolish child I decided that night that I would never be with a small man." she smiled, feeding him more while she continued. 

"Of course, as I grew older I came to understand that 'large' was hard to define, and again, foolishly I decided that only the largest would do. I studied porn, looked on the internet and came up with what I considered a 'minimum' size, a size which a wiser woman would have rejected as unreasonable. Eventually I realized how silly way being, but by then it was too late, I was too stubborn to 'undecide'. Of course, I realized that I would have to grow accustomed to discomfort, to pain as part of my pleasure, and these things entered my fantasies, just as I realized I could not hope to orally please such a large specimen if I did not practice. So many men I rejected when I found their bulges were too small, and I despaired. I thought to myself that I would have to enter the porn industry to meet my needs... but thanks to you I have been spared..."

"I... saw you in the park yesterday and thought to myself 'there is a man who is likely to have what I desire' and I resolved to speak with you, to see if you really were the man I have dreamed of for so long."

"So," he interrupted, "those two thugs?"

"Chance, I had never met them. Still, I had grown so desperate that I would not have struggled too hard if they had wished to rape me..." she flushed, "I... my fantasies grew very dark over the years as I grew more desperate, until I wished that some 'medium' sized man would reject my desires and force himself on me." she squeezed his cock hard, accidentally.

"Joseph... I... I do not want other men, I want you. It is like I dreamed you into being, and here you are. I will do anything for you, anything to keep you. Please.... please stay with me, be my lover." He looked down into her green eyes, moist with unshed tears. 

"Until a larger man comes along?" he asked mildly, not unkindly.

"If that rare day should come I would hope to introduce the two of you, hope that you could share me, that I could have two such specimens pleasing me at once. You would not mind, would you?" she asked hopefully. He laughed, bending down to brush her hair aside and kiss her. 

"If that day should happen, well, I'm sure I could be persuaded to stick around at least one last night. More than that and we'd have to see...."



Opposites Attract Ch. 02



KOEN

"Why are we back here? More importantly why did I agree to come here with you?" Mark grumbled as he followed Koen into The Witching Hour. 

Koen grinned over his shoulder at the blonde man. "Because you can't bare to miss out on a good time?" He replied teasingly as he lead the way into the crowded Friday night pub. Two weeks had gone by and they'd already played twice more at this pub and had another gig lined up for tomorrow night which pleased Koen immensely.

Mark glared at him from out of dark blue eyes but followed him as they made their way towards the bar to order drinks. Koen felt relieved and strangely disappointed as he noticed that Raul wasn't in his usual place behind the bar. Well you did come here to see him, didnt you? An annoyingly smug inner voice asked him as Koen flinched way from it, denying that. He just liked this bar it had a good atmosphere. Yes that's why you found yourself sitting at the bar chatting him up, right? His inner voice taunted him unmercifully, he wondered resentfully if everybody's inner voices were that annoying and pushy. It's not like that, he's just good to talk to. He shot back at that inner voice, Oh yeah? Then why didn't you bring Rudi with you? You know she wanted to come with you, you told her you were just going for a "boys night out". The voice continued to taunt him, mocking his denials. Koen ignored that and the embarrassing feeling of guilt that was rising in him.

Koen felt stupid for being so defensive with himself all he'd done was come in a few evenings and talked to Raul. He'd turned out to be quite a cool guy and he was good to talk to, plus a good laugh. He ignored the fact that his original reason for talking to Raul was to shut up his curious 'wolf. Getting closer to Raul had been a mistake for his 'wolf's curiosity had only grown and got more fixed on him.

"Koen, good to see you." The smooth, dark chocolate baritone greeted him and Koen felt himself turning his head as he smelled Raul. 

"And you, didn't see you when we first came in." Koen heard himself saying as he grinned at the Raul, watching as the dark haired 'wolf sat down next to him at their table. Koen found himself watching Raul's muscles under the tight jeans in his legs and stomach as he stretched his legs out

"Tonight's my night off.." Raul replied as he grinned back his golden eyes giving him a lazy, knowing look acknowledging Koen's eyes locked on his legs. He stretched his arms over his head forcing his upper body muscles to shift and flex for Koen. A faint smile twitched at his lips said he knew and liked Koen's eyes running over him. Koen realizing what he was doing pulled his eyes away from Raul's muscles.

"Only you would come back to the same bar you work at on your night off." Koen teased him, deliberately ignoring what had just happened. His breath catching as Raul flashed him another white grin. Koen liked him in the tight fitting dark jeans and burgundy button down shirt he was wearing, in some slinky fabric that clung to his broad shoulders and lean, muscular chest, it set off his colouring too. Raul's glossy dark hair reached half way down his back and was loose tonight, the colour setting off his golden eyes and skin, they gleamed with health. He also smelled good, not of cologne, he just smelled clean, of soap, with his natural man and wolf scent blending together. That smell and the hint of his power that followed him around like an extra scent had Koen's 'wolf rising in him. Why his 'wolf was so attracted to that smell and the 'wolf that went with it was something that made him curious and wary at the same time. His wolf didn't show that much curiosity in even Rudi.

"Tell me your still single." Mark fairly purred as he looked Raul's lean body up and down hungrily, showing he too had been watching the display. A question he always asked when he saw the dark haired man.

Koen saw Raul's golden eyes gleam with humour as he looked back. "What if I am?" He answered with a teasing smile, again the usual answer. Koen felt both men would flirt with anything and said so.

Mark grinned at him. "Your just jealous cos your not single. Is it my fault that your tied down so hard and fast and you can't flirt with anybody else anymore. The best you get is to look.."

Koen scowled at Mark, knowing that Mark had seen him looking too as Raul laughed, a husky, rich sound that had his cock jerking as it started to harden. What was it with Raul that he got this way? It was ridiculous, since his early experiences with his own sex he wasn't interested in them anymore and stuck to women. He hadn't even been interested in another guy since those days. 

When he saw that Raul was staring at him curiously, a hint of heat in his golden eyes. Koen forced his body to control itself not wanting Raul to smell his interest. 

"I'm going to get a drink." Raul declared getting to his feet and walking to the bar, giving Koen a great view of his muscled bubble arse as it flexed in his tight pants. 

"Are you sure you want to stay with women?" Mark leaned over to whisper to him. "That boy is hot for you and you seem to be hot for him too."

Koen glared at him. "I am not." He denied.

Mark snorted. "Sure."

Koen so didn't want to encourage Raul if he still secretly harbored anything for him. Oh admit it, you want him to still be interested. You'd be gutted if he stopped flirting with you. His inner voice informed him, seeming disgusted. IT seemed his 'wolf agreed to from the growl he felt inside him as his 'wolf shifted around, fascinated as always by the other 'wolf's smell, his power and not understanding why his human half was denying his instincts. Koen pushed both of them away as he sipped his rum and coke, determined to ignore both inner voice and his wolf. 

"Why do you come to a straight bar anyway? I can understand why you'd have to work in one, but in your own time?" Koen realised that Mark was talking and shook himself out of his thoughts. Some time during his thought process Raul had returned to the table with a Jack D and coke. 

Raul smiled, the man hadn't hidden and even flaunted his gay desires. "Because there's often a better selection of men in straight bars, and I like to sight see sometimes, plus I like the music here." Raoul answered unshakable in his answer as his golden eyes lingered on Koen for a moment or two as his smile quirked into a smirk when he noticed Koen's expression didn't match what they both smelled.

Mark shook his head. "Well I prefer the gay bars, at least you know any man that approaches you is after another man. IN a straight bar your playing Russian Roulette or worse you end up having to break in one of those straight bi-curious guys whose never tried to get it on with another man but has thought about it since his teens." He commented with a sneer, but his eyes were more amused then his expression showed.

Raul laughed at this. "OH I don't know sometimes the bi-curious ones can be fun."

Mark snorted. "Yeah if you don't mind all the protesting and whining. Most of them are screamers too, I like noise in my partner but not that loud that my neighbors are giving me rude, angry looks the next day or two. Then you are at risk of getting one that wants to stay in the closet but still wants you to fuck him."

Even Koen laughed at this comment as he'd heard this rant from Mark before and didn't feel at all offended by it, he sympathized even. In his days when he played around he'd come across a few of what Mark was talking about. It was funny and somewhat annoying and he knew when Mark grinned at him that he understood, the human was the only human he trusted as a friend and confident. Mark knew what he was as both a 'wolf and bisexual and he didn't really hold either against him, especially as he hid it. Mark he knew had too much respect and affection for him as the pair were close and he also knew the story of those past events. 

As the three of them chatted and drank together Raul suddenly suggested they try a nightclub called The Queen, a popular gay club that would now be hopping. Mark was keen and Koen shrugged, he'd been before with Mark and he didn't mind it so much. So off they went all three of them drunker then when they started and Koen didn't even object when Raul slung a companionable arm around his waist. Being that close to him had Koen's 'wolf and dick rising yet again and he shifted away from him slightly hoping the other 'wolf didn't notice the heating up of his skin or smell anything of what he was feeling.

When they got to The Queen they could hear the music and the line outside told them the place certainly was hopping. With a charming smile and a whispered word to the big, burly skinheaded bouncer from Raul they were quickly skipping the line and making their way into the dark recesses of the club. Koen couldn't help it that even though he'd braced himself for the noise, heat and smell of a packed nightclub he still flinched when it all hit him as he moved through the door. Inside his wolf snarled reacting against the bombardment as well. 

"Sux doesn't it?" Raul whispered in his ear, his arm sliding around his waist companionably causing Koen to jump again as he hadn't even noticed in all the sensory overload that the other 'wolf was that close. "I don't ever get used to that first moment or two."

Koen nodded struggling to adjust and after a moment or two of putting up his tightest shields he almost sighed in relief as his shields protected his sensitive senses from being overrun. 

RAUL

"Sux doesn't it?" Raul whispered in Koen's ear sliding his arm around Koen's waist. Shamelessly using the excuse of his friend's momentary stunned bewilderment to touch him again as he watched the alpha struggle for control. He really did feel sympathy for him as he too struggled with it, his 'wolf howling along with all the noise in protest. But he was more used to crowded night clubs then Koen and flipped up his strongest shields to protect himself and his senses from the overload.

"Come on guys, let's get moving!" Mark called back impatiently as they pushed their way into the crowded place and Raul obliged pulling Koen along with them. 

He'd been a little surprised that Koen had come willingly to this place and hadn't expected Koen to come to the pub on his night off. But he'd hoped he'd come, so he'd dressed up for him and been rewarded when he'd seen him sitting at their usual table, with Mark in tow. Although he'd caught flashes of heat and sexual interest in Koen he hadn't been sure the other 'wolf was that into guys. 

However he'd caught Koen checking him out, the memory of the feeling of those pale eyes locked on his arse had him smirking and his dick lurching, he couldn't help teasing him. Mark's jokes had made him curious and when he'd smelled Koen's interest he'd decided to experiment and suggested they come to The Queen. Mark had been up for it immediately and Raul sympathized smelling the sexual frustration on him and hearing it in his voice. He was still a little surprised that Koen had allowed him to get this far, true it had been him that introduced himself to his wolf and had started up most of their talks when he'd come to the pub. But Koen had replied and even started coming along and starting up conversations of his own. 

As he'd learned about him over the past couple of weeks Raul's desire for him now was nothing to how it started. He'd learned that Koen was honorable, proud, had a wicked sense of humour and was quite laid back for an alpha. There was obviously some sort of pain in his past and the puzzling question as to why such a powerful and clearly good alpha was without a pack were clearly mixed up together. He'd learned that Koen was basically on his own as he played with his human band and kept his 'wolf girlfriend. 

Despite the girlfriend Koen was obviously missing 'wolves like some people needed to be touched and so he'd used some of that knowledge to get closer to him and used it to casually touch him knowing that it wasn't strange to wolf culture. Wolves were big on rough and tumble, play fighting, lots of touching, hugs, curling up together to sleep in big, wolf piles so he knew it wouldn't be strange. He felt the benefits himself having no pack of his own either. 

As they got to the bar Mark was approached by a tall, brown haired jock and disappeared towards the dance floor with an airy wave leaving him along with Koen. 

"Let's get another drink shall we? This rounds on me." Raul suggested as they got to the bar and found some space to order.

"Rum and coke then." Koen replied, he was standing so close to Raul that he could feel the natural warmth radiating off his body. 

'Wolve's had a higher body temperature then humans and it made Raul want to rub himself against that hot warmth that had nothing to do with sex at the moment. Raul could also smell him, Koen' smelled like clean man, 'wolf and was wearing some sort of subtle, spicy cologne that had him near moaning when he smelled him. Raul had a real weakness for cologne so it was driving him mad and he had to fight another urge to rub himself against Koen so he'd come away smelling like him. He'd also been right Koen's eyes were a pale, clear green, startling, 'wolf eyes indeed. 

As Raul ordered their drinks he spent the time turned away from Koen to force his erection down and controlled himself so he wouldn't betray too much too early, he knew that Koen had likely already smelled it but it didn't mean he had to advertise it. By the time he'd paid for their drinks he'd got himself under reasonable control and they turned around at the bar to sip their drinks watching the dance floor. Raul noticed a short, Asian man eyeing up Koen and glared a warning at the man, a low growl rumbling in his throat, too low for anybody to really hear in the night club but the Asian guy turned his eyes away finding it not worth a fight with the tall, Native American guy.

"Down doggie." He heard Koen whisper in his ear teasingly, out of the corner of his eye Raul saw the smirk on his face and the gleam of knowing amusement in his pale green eyes. Raul had a feeling that alcohol was freeing Koen of the usual cautious reserve he showed with him. 

He saw a subtle flash and glow in those eyes and felt the presence of Koen's wolf looking out at him and felt the now familiar curiosity and interest from that 'wolf. He'd noticed the wolf before but hadn't realised it so strongly before and felt his own lips curve up in a smirk of his own as he realised if Koen's 'wolf wanted him then Raul had something in his favor. No 'wolf' could ignore his inner wolf's desires for long, especially during the full moon when their inner 'wolves had more control of them, keeping them closer to their more animalistic sides. 

"Oh no I believe the down doggie should be directed toward you, my friend." Raul whispered back tauntingly, deliberately leaning closer so he could suck on Koen's ear, so the 'wolf and Koen could smell him, allowing a little of his power to slip through his shields and flare out his skin, onto Koen's. With an evil smile he felt his semi-hard cock harden the rest of the way to full erection shamelessly hooking Koen's wolf. He felt that low growling purr coming out of him and felt satisfaction as he saw Koen's green eyes flare brighter for a moment as the taller, green eyed man stiffened, his body going taunt in more places then one. He saw that Koen's teeth and finger nails looked sharper and his voice had lowered from its silky baritone to a lower, husky bass as his vocal cords began to change as the man growled in a mixture of interest and protest. 

KOEN

"OH no, I believe the down doggie should be directed toward you my friend." Raul had taunted him as he'd leaned closer and to Koen's shock sucked on his ear, playing with the wolf claw earring. Koen nearly moaned as he smelled Raul and felt his little rush of power run over his skin like soft, furred electricity. It touched him in places no hand was supposed to touch. Koen's 'wolf growled in pleasure enjoying the power rush and the smells coming from Raul. 

Koen noticed smirk on Raul's face when he pulled back, still keeping his lean, muscular body pressed down his side. He could feel Raul's hard cock pressing against his thigh as his wolf responded to the wolf purr with one of his own. Pouncing on Koen's attraction and distraction his 'wolf seized control for a moment or two as it matched Raul's wolf purr with one of it's own. Then his teeth and nails were lengthening before he could stop it. The 'wolf was urging with all it strength that he fuck Raul, mark him, anything. His 'wolf wanted to roll itself in Raul's smell, his power, his body. 

Koen had a moment where he wrestled control back from his 'wolf and forced it back this was not the time to fuck or mark anybody, or change shape for that matter and managed to get his face and body under control, but his 'wolf refused to settle this time so he decided to satisfy them both in his way. 

"You should watch what you bite Russ. You might bite off more then you can chew." Koen warned wickedly, deliberately calling him a 'wolf name that meant little wolf, it was a name all pups were given until they earned their true names at puberty. 

Koen turned his body slightly, releasing some of his own power to stroke down Raul's skin as he leaned his weight against him for a moment moving his head so he could run a hot open mouth down his neck, allowing his sharpened fangs to score lightly. He pressed his thigh against Raul's hardened cock, rubbing his erection and smirked, evil amusement showing in his green eyes at Raul's moan as he saw those golden eyes flare and shine with his own 'wolf's presence. 

Pulling away from him he smirked pleased with the reaction he'd gotten and felt the old rush of wicked amusement and pleasure from having driven his partner a bit crazy with his body and his power. 

Abruptly he sobered and mentally slapped himself and told himself off. What was he doing? He didn't do this kind of thing anymore he told himself firmly as he darted off into the crowd, he needed to go home and control himself. HE had Rudi now, he didn't need somebody like Raul screwing up his life again. He'd already fucked and been fucked metaphorically in return, he didn't want to repeat the experience he thought to himself with a sneer. 

Ah good running again, I like that. You can't escape yourself or you 'wolf, he wants him. His inner voice chided acidly as he realised he was doing what he'd done three years ago and had ever since. He knew he couldn't run from himself or what his 'wolf wanted forever, his wolf wouldn't allow it for one thing. but he didn't have to face it yet, and wouldn't. 

You used to have courage and been fearless. His inner voice was still chiding him acidly. Yean well, now I'm a coward aren't I? He replied just as acidly to that extremely irritating voice as he exited the club and got at taxi home. 

Restless, aroused and uncomfortable he slipped his human skin. In the weaker human's place was a large dark red and silver wolf and this time Koen joined his wolf, he and his wolf were once again one as they raced into the night. Koen hoping he could run his restlessness and hornyness out.

RAUL

Raul was stunned and more turned on then he'd ever been in his life when he saw the evil, wicked amusement on Koen's face as he paid him back for what he'd done. 

"You should watch what you bite Russ." Indeed, Raoul thought as his body still throbbed and ached, tingling from the power rush Koen's power had given him, feeling as if furred electricity had run down his body stroking him in places that he'd never had touched before. He wasn't even terribly annoyed at the insulting name he'd been called as his 'wolf howled inside him wanting to chase after the other wolf, his wolf wanted Koen almost more then he did. 




Opposites Attract Ch. 02



Pelaam© June 2009.

 2 : Tiger, Tiger

Misha drifted into awareness, woken not by a sound but a delectable sensation. Butterfly kisses fluttered along his chest. Without opening his eyes, he reached out and stroked his fingers through long, silken hair. He growled deep in his throat when the kisses trailed lower, down his jaw, his collarbone to one of his nipples and a soft, warm tongue amorously bathed the nub to hardness. 

"Daniel," Misha groaned. 

Daniel smiled at Misha's moans of pleasure then licked at Misha's other nipple, feeling it harden beneath his tongue. He began to nibble and kiss his way back up Misha's neck. He moved until he was straddling Misha's lap, then slowly bent forward to press a gentle kiss to his mate's mouth. 

At the same time that their mouths met, Misha brought both hands up to slowly caress the smooth, warm skin of Daniel's back. He slid fingertips to trail from the nape of his mate's neck down to the alluring curve of buttocks and back again. When he felt a warm tongue lick across his lips, Misha opened them in invitation. 

Deepening the kiss, Daniel hungrily explored as much of Misha as he could. He loved the taste of his lover and entwined their tongues amorously together. Daniel wanted to add to the wonderful sensations and began a gentle rocking of his hips. The movement caused his erection to brush lightly against Misha's, making both men groan out their pleasure. The need for air made Daniel break their kiss. He pulled back to meet Misha's passion-filled gaze. 

"I want you," he panted breathlessly. 

"Yes," Misha replied simply. 

Daniel brushed Misha's lips once more in a soft gentle kiss then nibbled his way across to suck lightly on an earlobe. He ran his tongue around the outside of Misha's ear, down the side of his neck, and to his shoulder. His eyes raked over the powerful, furred body of his lover. Sometimes Daniel could scarcely belief all this magnificence was his. He sat up and, raising one hand, looked sultrily at Misha from half-lidded espresso orbs. He slid the hand across his own chest to the ring in his left nipple; a gold ring that Misha had not only made personally for him but engraved with the word 'forever'. 

Watching Daniel perform above him, Misha remembered back to the shy fawn Daniel had been. The younger man's confidence had increased steadily and Misha was pleased to see that confidence expressed so freely when they made love. To him, this beautiful, gentle man was the most sensual being he had ever seen. Moreover, he belonged to Misha, this was his mate. Not willing to wait another second, Misha reached out with one hand to run his fingers over the smooth, silken chest, then slid his hand up replace Daniel's at the nipple ring. 

Smiling, partly shy, partly seductive, Daniel placed his hands on his own thighs and arched his back, rotating his hips a circular motion. 

Bringing his other hand up, Misha stroked and pinched at Daniel's tightened nubs. He slid his hands around to Daniel's back. The bigger male then sat up and pulled his mate closer to latch onto the ringed nipple, sucking hard. 

"Oh, Misha," Daniel whimpered his need. "More, please." 

Misha suckled each juicy nubbin thoroughly, growling softly at the more impassioned cries from his mate when he laved the bejewelled bud. Flicking his tongue through the ring caused Daniel to arch more, making tiny, erotic, whimpering sounds. Misha rumbled a low, deep reverberation of approval. His cock, just as his mate's, was hard and leaking. Misha gently massaged the soft, round nether cheeks then rolled their bodies to loom over the more slender form. He gripped Daniel's wrists, pinning them over his head, and claimed his mouth in a hard, passionate kiss. 

Certain he had thoroughly ravished Daniel's mouth, Misha pulled back to gaze into loved-filled chocolate pools. He began to gently stroke over Daniel's stomach, brushing across Daniel's navel and then to run his fingers through soft, chestnut, pubic fur. Licking his lips, Misha closed his fingers around Daniel's cock. There was a gasp of pleasure from Daniel as Misha began to lightly stroke up and down, then his thumb rubbed over the slick, reddened head. Misha's smile was feral as Daniel bucked, panting wetly, harshly, as he increased the pressure of his strokes. A whine of disappointment from his mate had Misha laughing softly as he released his prize.

A shiver of excitement ran through Daniel as he watched Misha crawl across the bed on all fours to retrieve their lube. 

"Want you, Misha. Want you so much," Daniel moaned, his body writhing, trying to entice Misha to mate more quickly. 

"Easy, my sweet fawn, need to get you ready first. I won't hurt you." 

"I know," Daniel smiled warmly. "I trust you." 

Misha smiled tenderly, staring at his mate with a look of love shining from his beautiful, blue eyes. Slowly, Misha trailed his fingers up Daniel's legs, over his hipbone to gently cup his sac. He rolled the orbs a few times before sliding his fingers down into his lover's shadowed crevice. Using the tip of one finger, he lightly ran it across the hidden entrance. In response Daniel gasped and arched upwards, trying to urge the tantalising digit into entering him.

Growling deeply, Misha squeezed lube onto his fingers. He massaged Daniel's entrance a few more times to stimulate the muscles. Carefully, Misha eased one finger into tight heat, coating the blood-hot walls with the cool gel. After a minute, he slid in a second and slowly began to stretch Daniel open. The wonderful scent of Daniel's arousal, of their shared musk and pre-come flowed around Misha, filling his senses and stirring his arousal even further. When Misha was satisfied that Daniel was ready, he slicked up his length before positioning himself and rearranging his lover's lithe legs around his waist. With slowness that Misha did not think he was capable of, he eased into his mate. Both voiced their bliss as he pushed into tight, moist heat. 

As Misha fully sheathed himself inside Daniel, a sudden thrilling jolt of electrifying heat flowed through the younger man's body. It was an incredible sensation, something that Daniel had never experienced before mating with Misha. It was the knowledge that this was the man he was meant to be with forever. 

"Move, my love, please," he whispered, smiling at his mate.

The older man began to thrust in and out in long, even strokes. Leaning forward to tug at the nipple ring with his teeth produced inarticulate cries that spoke eloquently of his mate's need. Misha began a more intense rhythm that had them both panting hard. He gave a rapid series of thrusts, each one a little faster, a little deeper, a little harder, and then slowed right down to a slow desultory grind. His reward was Daniel thrashing wildly beneath him, his mate's hands clutching at his shoulders and pushing his hips upwards. 

Bending forward, Misha devoured Daniel's mouth in a long, passionate kiss. As he sat back up again he caressed Daniel's sweat-slicked chest. Sliding one hand down further, he reached between them to take Daniel in hand. A firm slide up and down accompanied his thumb steadily stroking the sweet spot just behind the engorged head. The sounds coming from Daniel were driving Misha wild. Pulling back slowly, he rammed powerfully forwards, purposely hitting Daniel's hidden nub on each forceful, inward thrust. 

In response Daniel pressed down, desiring everything his mate could give. Each time his sweet spot was brushed he gave soft moans of delight. Waves of pleasure were crashing upon one another faster and faster as his lover increased the tempo of his hips once more. Daniel met Misha's thrusts, rocking his own hips, almost lost in the sensation of heat and friction. As their bodies moved together in an ageless, sensual dance, Daniel looked deep into Misha's eyes. The normally blue orbs were dark indigo and blazing with passion and desire. 

Misha kept thrusting until he felt the organ in his hand begin to pulse. He heard his lover's cries of completion and hot semen jetted over his hand. The sensation of Daniel's internal muscles squeezing his cock brought Misha to the edge. He thrust one last time and came long and hard, filling his beloved mate with his seed. The intense pleasure of orgasm rushed through his body and then he collapsed on top of Daniel, breathing heavily. His tongue lapped languidly at the sweat on Daniel's throat before he sucked hard to leave a mark of possession. A soft mewl and gentle hands carding through his dishevelled hair acknowledged the primal act. 

"I love you, my precious fawn," Misha husked. 

Daniel's heart skipped a beat at the endearment Misha used, as it always did, even after almost a year as a married couple.

"I love you, Misha, always," he vowed in return.

"Always," Misha affirmed. Misha caressed Daniel's stomach tenderly as he carefully eased reluctantly out of his haven, causing his mate to shiver and moan quietly. He then began to clean his lover, lapping up each drop of Daniel's intoxicating, addictive crème. He gathered the warm, sated form close. "Rest a while longer, love," he said, nuzzling Daniel's temple. "The banquet and ball tonight is likely to go on till the early hours. Since Pop's hosting it, we'll be there till the end along with my brothers and their spouses."

"I'm nervous, Misha," Daniel whispered, burying his face in sweat-damp fur and inhaling his mate's comforting scent.

"You are beautiful, graceful and intelligent, I will be envied," Misha replied decisively, dropping a kiss to glossy tresses. "I will be proud to have you on my arm tonight." He smiled as Daniel slid an arm around his waist and a slim leg between his thighs to nestle as close as possible.

"Thank you, Misha. Love you."

"Love you, Daniel. Love you so much."

****

From where he stood in the doorway, Misha could see Daniel gliding gracefully through the herd of guests, charming men and women alike. He looked edible in a chocolate brown suit and cream silk shirt that set off his natural colours of chestnut and honey so well. He swelled with pride as he saw Daniel sneak a peek at his wedding ring or finger the large, solitaire diamond that adorned his throat. The diamond was a wedding gift from Pop and the necklace from his brothers; Vasha providing the gold for Ilya's craftsmanship to Dmitry's design. He wanted to go to his mate, but forced himself to concentrate on the conversation his Pop and Vasha were engaged in. 

The ball was a celebration of the successful conclusion to a major business deal that would see the building of a luxury hotel and shopping mall complex. Within the complex there would be an exclusive jewellery store of his family and the prestigious showpiece restaurant was actually a venture by Vasha, Daniel and himself. In the year he and Daniel had been married, his mate had successfully taken an advanced course interior design and had proven so adept during his studies, that Pop had recommended him to friends. Daniel therefore had something of a reputation already and he would design their restaurant. Misha stifled a sigh as the conversation continued. He would be glad when he could excuse himself and join Daniel.

If he was honest, Daniel was not sure what discomfited him about the throngs of people milling about. True, he would prefer smaller, more intimate groups, but there was something else that at that moment he could not define. He looked at the elegantly dressed men and women. There was a mix of human and Chimera and a further mix of the more docile of his kind as well as predator. The predators were more numerous, their inherent ability to be ruthless, to track what they wanted before moving in for the kill, making them excellent in the urban jungle of the business world. 

He gave a shudder. That was the problem. He felt as though he was being stalked. His eyes became wider and his nose twitched as he sought the perceived danger, but no one seemed particularly menacing. 

Sometimes it was hard to believe there had ever been a time without Chimera. It started so innocently; human DNA in animals for medical advancements, to benefit mankind. Then the less innocent meddling of scientists created a subspecies. Recombinant DNA experiments and gene-splicing of animal DNA into humans, deliberately manipulated to produce a docile, uncomplaining workforce and an army of elite, predator foot-soldiers. The science was beyond Daniel. The first generations of his species had been isolated in ghettos, given the most menial of work and denied 'Human' Rights.

Then a devastating virus had swept across the globe and changed life forever. Pure humans had been susceptible, unable to withstand it, their numbers dwindling as a cure was desperately sought. As a consequence Chimera had slowly moved into areas they were never intended to populate; medicine, law, business, mixing, merging, becoming a necessary part of life. They also became essential to the cure. Their mixed DNA proved to be resilient to the virus.

There were small pockets of Purists, who believed humans should only mate with humans, repopulate the world and reclaim their true place. However, there were simply no longer enough pure humans to ever achieve that aim. Many had some non-human DNA in their make-up even if it was not overtly displayed or even obvious. The fused DNA had become dominant. While it had taken time to come to pass, Chimera were now regarded as equal to humans by most people and had been for some time. Daniel gave a shiver at the thought of what his kind must have endured early in their existence.

"Dance with me."

Having lost himself in his thoughts, Daniel was not prepared for the large, powerful male to emerge and envelop him in a tight embrace. He was effectively lifted and quickly carried to the dance floor before he could voice his refusal.

"You are quite...ravishing," the predator purred against Daniel's throat.

"I am also quite mated," Daniel replied, trying to instil his voice with a confidence he did not feel. The warm, moist breath on his flesh was unnerving him. He knew the male was tiger, the luxurious tawny and blond hair was combed back and amber eyes seemed to devour him. The slow, cool smile, revealing the tiger's eye-teeth, made him shiver and a soft growl emitting from the huge expanse of chest had Daniel praying Misha would come quickly. "Please let me go," he asked, fighting to keep the tremble from his voice.

"It's just a dance, little deer," the tiger purred. "Surely you aren't afraid to dance with me. I am a guest here after all."

Daniel was torn between struggling to flee and the inference that he would in some way let his father down if he did. The amusement clearly displayed in the amber eyes made something snap inside Daniel.

"A guest who is taking liberties with someone who has declared themselves mated," Daniel retorted. He swallowed at the flash of anger that passed over the hypnotic eyes.

"If your mate leaves something so luscious unattended, he can hardly be surprised if another takes what he fails to protect," the tiger growled.

"Daniel, are you ok?"

Turning his head, Daniel saw Ben, Ilya's husband, glowering at the tiger that still held him crushed to a powerful chest.

"This is not your concern, human," the tiger rumbled menacingly. "Go and find some kittens and puppies to play safely with."

"Are you threatening my mate?" Ilya's angry voice preceded the smaller man appearing alongside Ben. "Let go of Daniel now, Merric."

"So the runt of the litter chose to mate with a human, how very fitting." 

Merric's laugh became a grunt as Daniel managed to twist and jab an elbow into his captor's midriff. He gratefully let Ben pull him swiftly from the loosened grip and stood behind his extended family as the others appeared swiftly to surround them.

"Just what is going on here?" The voice was low and calm but held controlled menace.

"Your pups are out of their depths, Sezje. I was just dancing with the deer. You can hardly blame me for taking something so delicious that is apparently unclaimed."

"He wouldn't release Daniel," Ben said angrily.

"He threatened Ben, too," Ilya added, glaring at the tiger.

"Ilya, take Ben and Daniel into the other salon," Sezje said, his voice a controlled growl.

"Pop..." Misha began but the older male held up a hand. 

"I want you and your older brothers here for a moment. You may tend to Daniel once this is concluded." He turned to face Merric. "You are a guest here, do not attempt to abuse my hospitality or I will have you thrown out. Do not attempt to patronise me by suggesting you did not know exactly who Daniel was or to whom he is mated. You would have studied the guest list as assiduously as any business proposition put before you." 

"You would not have me removed," Merric said, his voice condescending. "Without my money your project ceases to be viable. Delia does not have the funds necessary to uphold her commitments as she is quite indebted to me."

"Behave with impropriety towards any of my family and I will throw you out and I will keep this venture viable without you. Your cultured shell is just that; a shell. You are amoral, selfish and ruthless and I would prefer you to have no part of this. Had I known sooner, Delia would have been replaced." Sezje held the angry amber gaze with composed aquamarine assurance.

"I can buy and sell you and yours, Sezje," Merric growled. "I am not one to make an enemy of."

"I do not fear you, Merric and I will protect what is mine. Keep away from Daniel. Misha, go to your mate."

Misha flew from the small gathering to where Daniel was sitting, a balloon glass of brandy in his shaking hand. Chris was there, standing protectively, his boyfriends looking anxiously on. Ben and Ilya were sitting close by, his younger brother holding tightly to the bigger human's hands.

"I love you, Ben. You, for whom and what you are. Just like Daniel loves Misha. I haven't settled for second best in any way. I. Love. You."

Misha was angry his mate had been upset and angry Ilya now felt the need to reassure Ben. He would have liked a few minutes alone with Merric; tiger or not. He laid his hand on Ben's tense shoulder.

"You're one of the family, Ben," he said. "Ilya loves you and that's what matters."

"Need a hand to deal with Merric?" Chris growled, his eye-teeth glinting as he drew back his lips.

"Thanks, Chris, but Pop's dealt with the tiger. Come and dance with me, Daniel, my precious fawn," he added softly holding out his hand. He made a sound of pleasure as Daniel melted against him and they swayed into the dancing guests.

Chris watched them go and then held out his arms and enveloped his lovers in a tight hug. He nuzzled each of them affectionately in turn.

"You two ok?" he asked looking down at Ben and Ilya. He received a smile and nod from the younger men. 

"We're fine, Chris. Go and enjoy yourself," Ilya urged. He gave a soft laugh as he was pulled onto Ben's lap.

"Catch you later," Chris rumbled. He headed to the dance floor, his lovers still clutched tightly to his side. The blond and brunette were his lifemates and he would have dealt harshly with any who dared trespass. He caught a glimpse of Daniel and Misha. They only had eyes for each other and he let the tension ease from his frame as he turned his concentration on the beautiful young men in his arms. Smiling tenderly, he began to sway them to the music.

Daniel held tightly to his mate, letting Misha's comforting scent settle him.

"I love you, Misha," Daniel whispered, trying to get as close to his lover without their dance movements becoming too erotic.

"And I you. Did he hurt you?" Misha was not happy at the sour tang of residual fear or the spicy musk left from the tiger's touch on his mate.




Opposites Attract Ch. 02



"No. He just...disturbed me," Daniel sighed unable to articulate further. "I need you, Misha," he added. "Please."

"Let's go," Misha growled. All the family had rooms in the hotel. Their absence would be accepted in the circumstances.

****

In their room, Misha barely had time to lock the door before Daniel was in his arms, mouth fluttering desperate kisses in between whispered pleas. In response Misha's hands flew over their bodies, discarding their clothes haphazardly, unmindful of the expensive cloth. He wanted them both naked. Daniel's hands caressed his furred body sending pleasurable sensations to flow through him. His mate was already hard and leaking, an almost irresistible siren-song to the bigger male. Scooping the lithe form, he deposited the most precious thing in his life in the centre of the bed, immediately taking his rightful place between splayed thighs. Daniel was clutching and whimpering as Misha settled himself.

Misha understood Daniel's urgency. A challenge had, at least subliminally, been made and they both felt the same instinctual need for him to claim his mate. A feral growl escaped his throat as he shifted and pushed his weight onto the younger man, aligning their hard members and grinding downwards. The beast within was gratified to feel its mate's equal need. He heard Daniel whimper, his body pulled by the current of their shared passion. Misha traced along the smooth, caramel jaw before allowing his mouth and tongue to caress their way down the vulnerable throat. He sucked hard to a soft cry of encouragement. That was just the first of the marks he would leave on his mate. He continued to travel across Daniel's heaving chest finding the ringed nub and latching on.

Arching his back, Daniel pushed his nipple deeper into the amatory assault. Thrusts of the agile muscle through the ring as well as nips and tugs seemed hot-wired directly to his groin. He released a whine worthy of Misha himself as his mate abandoned the throbbing teat. The sound became a sigh as the bigger male moved to caress the other hard nub. His hands ran along Misha's back and flanks, feeling toned muscle flex and relax as his lover moved over his body arousing, tantalising and soothing in turn. He moaned his approval as Misha sucked and nipped another mark over his heart.

"Mine," Misha growled. "Mine."

"Yours," Daniel ceded, crying aloud as wet heat engulfed his turgid flesh. He arched again, pushing himself deeper into the moist cavern. Moans and mewls spilled from his lips to harmonise with the half-growl, half-whine sounds of pleasure Misha was making around his swollen shaft."Please," he begged, almost inarticulate with the intensity of sensation searing through him.

Another, more guttural, cry left him as he felt Misha's hand slide to fondle his sac and then a slick finger circled his entrance. He writhed to entice the elusive digit to sink inside him and gave a sigh of pleasure as it breached him. He whimpered shamelessly as the older man stroked across his sweet spot. Another finger slid within his eager body, stretching him, even as Misha's mouth continued to work Daniel's shaft. Heat pervaded every cell, its core centring at his groin.

"Please, Misha," Daniel cried, trying to make his burning need understood. "Now, please."

Blazing blue eyes burned into his mate's soul as Misha locked gazes with Daniel. His fawn's eyes were large and black with need and love. With a last, slow, deliberate suck Misha lifted his head from Daniel's flesh. The younger man softly sounded his disappointment in losing one intimate caress even as he shivered with anticipation of the next. Misha's eyes devoured him as he spread his legs wider welcoming the bigger man. He was clearly inviting Misha to mate with him, displaying himself openly and as vulnerably as possible. His eyes never left Misha's as the older male rose up, pumping his own rigid, burgundy-hued flesh.

Misha smiled, and it was a feral smile that he knew sent thrills through Daniel's beautiful body. He positioned himself between the out-flung legs. He allowed his hands to run along the soft, sensitive flesh of Daniel's inner thighs, his fingers reaching higher and higher until they reached his groin. One hand slipped below to teasingly stroke over the younger man's portal and Daniel shivered in delight.

"Please, Misha," he pleaded again.

The older man leant forward, allowing some of his weight to rest across the younger, before catching Daniel's lips in a passionate embrace. His tongue thrust forwards, in imitation of what he was about to do with his aching length. The younger man wrapped his legs tightly around Misha's waist, tugging him forward, urging him to complete their joining. Misha's lips left Daniel's as his tongue trailed down the side of his face and languidly lapped at the vulnerable throat bared to him. His hand reached down between them to position his arousal at the prepared portal.

As Misha's hard flesh finally breached his body, Daniel arched up. He moaned softly at the sharp nip at his throat. His heart pounded as his heightened senses absorbed the heady, almost intoxicating scent of their combined musk and pre-come. With each thrust into his body, Misha suckled at his neck, marking and claiming. His legs tightened around Misha's waist, his hands gripping Misha's powerful back as he tried to buck upwards to deepen the penetration of his body. He wanted to feel claimed and possessed.

"I'll take care of you, precious fawn," Misha rasped.

"Want to feel you, Misha," Daniel panted. He mewled as Misha moved away from his neck, only to nip along his collarbone.

"Not going to hurt you," Misha growled. He wanted as much as Daniel to reassert his claim, but he would not cause his mate pain in the process. With a long moan, he thrust forward again, supporting himself on his arms, increasing his pace incrementally. He felt his body tighten as he moved closer to completion, kissing Daniel with almost bruising force. Throwing back his head, Misha bayed his completion, hips pistoning as he filled his mate's spasming channel.

Daniel saw stars as his orgasm tore through his body in a maelstrom of sensation. He heard a howl of triumph as the older man stiffened with one last, hard thrust. He felt hot bursts of liquid warmth and he moaned his approval as Misha came inside him. He held tightly to the strong, furred body as Misha's hips continued to move, not wanting to lose the intimate connection. 

"Love you, Daniel, my precious, precious fawn," Misha husked against the warmth of his mate's throat.

"I love you, Misha, only ever you."

With practiced ease, Misha rolled their bodies to let Daniel nuzzle comfortably, draped over his bigger body. Nature would take its course and he would slip from his haven of his lover's body. But those moments, where their bodies were still as one even after physical need had been sated, were especially treasured. They, as much as their love-making, told Misha how completely Daniel was his and he Daniel's and the older man counted each minute as beyond price. He nuzzled Daniel, scenting satiation and love, and gave a sigh of happiness. 

****

Daniel drove out towards the house his latest client had asked be styled. It was out of town and he enjoyed the greenery as he left the city behind. A car flashed passed and Daniel stared after it.

"Idiot," he grumbled after the rapidly disappearing vehicle. As Daniel rounded the same corner he had seen the car take, he desperately slammed on his brakes. The other car was stopped with one door open. He sighed with relief as he came to a halt before he could rear-end the other car. However, he gave a cry of shock and pain as his car was rammed from behind.

"You okay in there?" 

A disembodied voice roused Daniel. Dazed, he unfastened his seatbelt and struggled out of his vehicle. He leant heavily against his car and fumbled for his cellphone to call Misha.

"I don't think so, deer," a harsh voice growled as the phone was snatched out of his hand. 

Daniel barely had time to register the prick of a needle in his neck before his world went black.

"You know what to do with the car and where?" A shaven-headed man scooped up Daniel's limp form, heading towards the car in front.

"Sure thing, Lel."

"Good. Do it then disappear." Unceremoniously he dropped the unconscious man in his car. He licked his lips. The deer was incredibly beautiful and Lel liked passive bed-mates. However, he now had a package to deliver and a plane to catch. The deer's life was never going to be the same.

****

A throbbing headache accompanied Daniel's eyes finally fluttering open. For a few seconds he lay trying to remember what had happened to him. With a cry of fear, his memories surfaced and he flung himself from the bed. He still wore his shirt, pants and socks, but his shoes were gone, along with his pendant and wedding ring. Sobbing in a mix of fear and anger, Daniel rushed to the door, hammering on it as it failed to open.

It took several minutes for his knocks and shouts to be answered and his eyes opened wide in shock.

"Hello, deer," Merric grinned. "I warned what would happen if luscious venison was left unattended."

"Where am I? What have you done with my pendant and ring? You'll never get away with this; Misha will never stop looking for me." Daniel knew he was babbling, but it seemed the only thing that kept his frighteningly fragile hold on his sanity.

"You are in a location known only to a very select few," Merric replied with a smirk. "Your precious Misha will not be looking for you, I assure you. I'll even demonstrate in the next couple of days how I can be so certain. As to your jewellery...Lel!"

Daniel whimpered as a vaguely familiar, shaven-headed man ambled nonchalantly into the room. This time Daniel knew exactly what he was with, two very dangerous predators; tiger and hyena. He shivered, his body tensing for flight, his instincts screaming for him to run.

"I did not tell you to steal from the deer," Merric growled.

"I didn't think you'd want him to keep things that reminded him of his past," Lel shrugged. "I was going to give them to you. I'll go get them." 

The tiger and hyena were face-to-face and Daniel could stand it no more. He did not know where he was or how he could escape but he ran anyway. His legs sped him down an ornate staircase and towards a large set of double doors. With a shrill scream of pure terror Daniel was propelled to the ground and flipped effortlessly onto his back.

"Stupid, deer," Merric snarled harshly. "Still!" he roared, his teeth flashing down and clamping briefly on Daniel's shoulder. A cry of pain erupted and blood welled beneath Merric's eye teeth, but the body instantly froze. He pulled away and Daniel immediately began to struggle again. Merric gave an impatient sound and clipped Daniel's chin with a balled fist. Without effort, Merric pulled Daniel upright and slung him over a shoulder.

Lel gazed sullenly as Merric deposited the unconscious male back on the bed. His tongue slid out to lick his lips.

"Don't even dream about it, Lel," Merric said, his voice harsh. He turned to lock gazes with the man. At that moment there was no veneer of civilisation, just two predators sizing each other up over a single prey. 

"Just do him and get it out of your system, Merric," Lel rasped, breaking the eye contact. As strong as he was he was not certain he could defeat Merric.

"I want more than that," Merric purred. "I want him to realise his old life is over and that he belongs to me."

"You'll tire of him," Lel insisted. "Then what?"

"I can bed anyone I chose out there," Merric said, waving a hand loosely. "All the time knowing he is here, waiting for me. When he knows I am all he has, he will want me. It will take time, but I have all the time in the world. His jewellery, get it now," he added with a growl. He watched Lel leave. The man was a good, ruthless lieutenant, but he was a constant challenge. Merric's eyes raked over the limp form in the bed. If he tried to touch the deer, Merric would tear out his throat.

****

Daniel cautiously opened his eyes. There was so sign of Merric. He twitched his nose, no recent scent either. He sat up slowly, wincing at the pain in his shoulder. As his hand reached upwards he noticed his wedding ring back in place. His hand quickly detoured to his throat and found his necklace. He closed his fist around the jewellery.

"Hurry, Misha," he whispered. He eased himself out of the bed. He could feel the bruises from his tumble to the floor and shuddered at the memory of Merric looming over him. The man was too feral, too close to his Chimera and Daniel knew his position there was dangerous. Merric wanted him and so did the hyena, the air had been laden with lust before Daniel had bolted. He took a deep breath. Panic would not help him. His flight had triggered the primal reaction from Merric and Daniel knew he had to try and avoid that from happening again.

Moving to a window, Daniel stared outside. Wherever he had been taken was desert. Pale yellow ground was peppered by tall pampas grass and rocks. Daniel hated it instantly. This was Merric's world, not his. He needed to have faith in Misha. His mate would find him. Misha would not rest until they were back together. He pushed the worry that Merric was so certain of getting away with his kidnap to the back of his mind. Fear was his enemy. 

A tap at the door had him back away, staring warily. He cocked his head questioningly at the matronly woman who entered. She was dressed in black and looked kindly, but Daniel was taking no chances. His nose twitched, but he scented only human.

"My name is Lauren and I'm not Chimera," she said, her voice soft and warm. "I'm Master Merric's housekeeper here. He wanted me to see if you were awake and whether you needed anything."

"I'm his prisoner," Daniel said baldly. "Can you give me my freedom?"

"I've been in Master Merric's family as a servant since I was fourteen, nearly fifty years, Master Daniel, he's supported my family throughout my service. I don't question him about the...company he brings here and I won't become party to your ridiculous allegations."

"And so by burying your head in the sand you become party to his debauchery instead, Lauren," Daniel replied, his eyes angry. "I want nothing from you or Merric. I want only to be returned to my husband and family." He turned away from her, deliberately ignoring the sharp intake of breath. Arguing was not the answer with someone who had no reason to challenge a man that they had known since his birth. He hoped something about his or Merric's behaviour would serve to make the older human realise the danger he was in.

Lauren whirled away in a bustle of motion. Part of her was angry that Daniel was making such accusations. However, a small part of her was unsettled. She was human, but she knew there was something about the attractive young man that called to her at an instinctive level. She wanted to hold him and assure him he would be safe. She paused outside the door, breathing deeply and frowned at the sight of Lel still lounging, apparently casually, in a large comfortable chair.

She knew Merric was a ruthless predator in the world of business and commerce and to some extent it also overlapped into his personal life. There had been a few men and women brought to this very private residence. None had stayed long and a couple had seemed more than happy to be leaving. It was something she had never given consideration to before. 

Lel, however, was different altogether. She neither trusted nor like the shaven-skulled man. He was too like his Chimera. She always felt he was just trailing behind Merric, taking advantage of the more powerful male's achievements, but also ready to turn against Merric if he displayed any weakness.

"He okay?" Lel asked laconically.

"He's awake," Lauren hedged. "I'll let Master Merric know."

"You do that," Lel smirked. "I'll just stay here in case he wanders out looking for...anything."

Lauren did not like Lel's tone or leering look. She scurried away to inform Merric the young man was awake. She almost ran down the staircase to get to Merric's study. She took a steadying breath and knocked, two fast raps, a two-second gap and three more before she opened the door. She stepped inside and faced Merric. The study held the only contact with the outside world; Merric's computer. There were no phones, no radios and no television reception, although there was a screen attached to a DVD player for Merric. This was isolation and wilderness that seemed to re-energise the man who sat staring impassively ay her, his amber eyes holding a mixture of anticipation and amusement.

"Well?" Merric purred.

"He doesn't want anything," Lauren said. She felt she should repeat Daniel's accusation, but something made her remain quiet. It seemed to irritate Merric.

"He said nothing else?" he questioned, rising to his feet, his eyes almost hypnotic.

"He wants to go home," Lauren hedged, shrugging her shoulders. "I told him I would tell you. Lel is outside his room. I don't like the way he looks when talking of Master Daniel." Although she had hoped using Lel's name would deflect attention from her, she was taken by surprise at the look of dark fury that crossed Merric's face.

"If he touches he will pay heavily," Merric growled heading towards the door. "Prepare a selection of vegetarian snacks and something for me. I'll ensure Daniel eats. He's likely to make some strange allegations. He's recovering from a tragic mental breakdown following a recent trauma. You don't want to listen to everything he says. "

"No, of course not, Master Merric," Lauren demurred. She glanced at the computer as she exited the room. She watched Merric take the stairs two and three at a time and swallowed. There was something going on. Something ugly that was being hidden and for the first time in her service of the tiger-man Lauren felt truly ill-at-ease. 

Normally she remained in the kitchen and away from what happened in the main part of the house, emerging only to laden tables with food and drink. She made a decision to watch and listen to everything going on. Ruthlessness in business was one thing, but her conscience would not let her allow anyone to be physically hurt; not even by Merric.

****

"This is the father's home?" 

The tall slender brunette eased herself with effortless elegance from her car. She turned to her driver, one of her perfectly arched eyebrows rising quizzically.

"Yes, Monique," the younger man replied. "He's gathered all his sons here to help support one another. Widowed, wife died several years ago, natural causes. He has four sons, all wealthy in their own rights, all solid citizens, no reason to suspect any foul play on their part. All reports indicate Misha and Daniel were a close, loving couple."

"I agree," Monique sighed. "However, it has my hackles rising, Tony."

"Mine, too," Tony nodded.

"Let's see them in their natural habitat," Monique decided. She smoothed invisible creases from her immaculately tailored suit jacket, and brushed at the matching perfectly creased trousers.

"You're perfect," Tony grinned. "You always are." His grin widened as Monique's espresso gaze ran over him; from his unruly curls tied back in a pony-tail, to his layers of flannel shirts, his aged jeans and trainers.

"You will do."

He barked a laugh; which was almost literal. There had been many shaking heads when a French, female Detective Inspector had taken command, especially when she was feline and her direct deputy was canine. However, Monique Raynauld and Tony Jakes had proven to be an excellent partnership, well in tune with one another, and a now had a deserved reputation as the crème de la crème in terms of solved cases. Each of them accepted any suggestion by the other that a case may be more than it seemed. In this one, they both had their doubts. Tony gave a soft growl. If something was being hidden, he was certain they would uncover it. He jogged to catch up with his superior officer and fell in step with her.




Opposites Attract Ch. 02



A sombre-faced servant answered their knock. Tony noted that where their contrasting appearances were normally a source of interest, the servant simply turned away to announce their arrival.

"It seems even the hired help are affected," he murmured to Monique.

At the discreet cough, they moved forward to be shown into a large sitting room. They had known to expect a large number. People were sitting or standing, clearly trying to offer support to one another. They had done their homework and recognised the family easily enough, but there were a handful of others they did not know.

Monique recognised the distraught women on a small sofa as the wives of the two oldest of Sezje's sons. Standing in a huddle were three males. The two younger ones, a blond sheep and brunette human were being hugged by an older, dark-haired male they knew was called Ben. She noticed Tony's nose twitching as her Sergeant identified everyone's scents. They knew that Ben belonged to the youngest wolf, but the other two...Her surprised emerald eyes met those of stormy blue as she and Tony glanced quickly at each other and then around the room. Sure enough, they identified the lion almost immediately.

"And so the lion lays down with the lamb," she murmured softly to herself.

Monique had to admit the male was magnificent. His golden hair surrounded a classically handsome square-jawed face. He was broad chested, narrow of waist and lean legged. He exuded an aura of power and raw, male sexuality. She noted that although he was keeping a hand on one of the wolves she recognised as Misha, his concerned hazel eyes flitted occasionally to the two young males that were clearly his personal pride. She gave a mental shake of her head. She was not given to sharing. Her attention then focused on the mature male who headed towards her.

She recognised Sezje instantly and his distress was plain to see. He was accompanied by a stag and a human female she recognised as Daniel's parents. The trio approached her. She wished she had better news for them, for all the family. It was not going to be easy seeing how distraught they already were. As he reached her she extended her hand.

"Mr Pzjurski..." she began, but the older man shook his head.

"Please, call me Sezje, it is easier to pronounce."

"Sezje, I am Inspector Reynauld, but please call me Monique." She gave a sad smile as Sezje lifted her hands to his lips and bowed. She looked at the mother and father of the missing man and reached to squeeze their hands in turn.

"Your news is not good," Sezje murmured, his voice heavy with sorrow. "We can all tell."

"I am sorry, Sezje," Monique sighed. "The car has been identified as Daniel's. The driver," she shook her head as if unwilling to go further.

"Tell us, Misha needs to know," Sezje sighed.

"We have to know, too," Helen added, letting her husband's strength support and comfort her.

"The car apparently exploded when it crashed. The driver has been identified by the local coroner by DNA he took from the remains. It matched Daniel's."

The low mournful howl made Monique's hackles rise and she felt the loss almost as profoundly as if it was one of her own family. The howl was taken up by the group of brothers and a roar that contained anger and grief from the lion. Now that it was known Daniel was dead, Monique was certain that a funeral would be arranged within forty-eight hours. With Sezje's standing and wealth, there would be no problems in making the sad and necessary preparations. 

Glancing at Misha, she could see the tears that tracked down his face as his brothers tried ineffectually to comfort him. She frowned as she saw another in the background. A male that remained shadowed and distant. Before she could move closer to try and see him, she found Sezje's hand in the small of her back, guiding her away from Daniel's grieving parents. She tried to nod in the direction of the unknown male to Tony, but caught a glimpse of the lion intercepting his progress.

"Monique, I need to have a word with you privately. You may be shocked at my proposal, but I will explain myself fully," Sezje said quietly.

Curiosity at what the older male could mean diverted her attention immediately. She allowed herself to be led into a small study. 

****

Daniel meandered listlessly around the bedroom. He scarcely left it, refusing to join Merric in the lounge or dining room. It did not seem as if his captor was bothered by his actions. Lauren seemed concerned but Daniel did not know whether she could do anything to help even if so was so inclined. There was no way to contact the outside world other than through Merric's computer. There was a ten foot high electrified fence around the property which was set in an almost desert terrain with nowhere to hide if he tried to run. All he could do was pray that Misha found him quickly. Daniel was certain his husband would never stop looking.

A knock at his door had him turning to face it. It opened to reveal Lauren's face.

"Master Merric has requested your company downstairs, Master Daniel," she said, her voice laced with confusion. "He says he has something you will want to see."

"There is nothing he could show me except the way out of this place," Daniel said emphatically.

"He said that if you were reluctant to say the name 'Sezje'."

"My father," Daniel said, his eyes widening. "Is he hurt, ill?" Daniel was already moving towards the door.

"Master Daniel," Lauren whispered, catching hold of Daniel's arm. "Be careful. Lel came back with a package and the look on his face made my skin crawl. Master Merric's attitude has changed. He's acting the way I've seen him behave when he's closed a difficult deal to his advantage or destroyed a competitor."

"Do you believe me, Lauren?" Daniel asked quietly. "That I'm married to another and Merric is holding me here against my wishes or do you still think I'm suffering from the effects of 'trauma'?"

"Please, Master Daniel," Lauren shook her head. "I just find it so hard to believe Master Merric would do something so...so cruel."

"He is cruel, Lauren," Daniel said with a sad smile. "He takes what he wants and so far he has managed to get away with it. I just don't know how he expects to get away with this. My husband will not stop hunting for me and his family is very wealthy. Merric can't expect to get away with this much longer."

Lauren watched as Daniel headed to the stairs, a frown crossing her face. Merric's instruction had been to ensure Daniel joined him and then for her to retire to her room as she would not be needed again. It was not a normal turn of events. The tone had brokered no argument and Lauren had felt she was being pushed aside. She waited a moment and then quietly followed Daniel downstairs. She hesitated outside the living room doors. She had never disobeyed Merric or a member of his family in all the years she had worked for them. 

She was on the verge of hyperventilating, but took some deep breaths and bent to peer through the large, ornate, decorative keyhole. She felt like a peeping Tom, a voyeur in the house that had been her home for so long. She frowned as she watched Merric turn on the massive plasma screen to play a recording of some kind. She had an uninhibited view of the screen, but could hear nothing. She swallowed a gasp. She was watching a funeral.

Tears welled in her eyes at the sight of the distraught faces carrying a coffin. She could see Daniel struggling in Merric's grip, being forced to watch the heart-breaking tableau. She wondered whether they were seeing the funeral of the man Daniel had called his father and whether this was the trauma Merric had alluded to. She frowned as the scene cut to the cemetery and the graveside as the coffin was lowered. The camera homed in on the name etched into the headstone and her hand flew to her mouth to cut off a scream as Daniel collapsed in Merric's arms.

The name revealed had been Daniel's own.

Barely able to see due to her tears, years of instinct kicked in and Lauren was able to hurry to her room before she could be discovered. There she cried brokenly; for the cruel adult the beautiful little boy she had cared for had become and for the young man who was his prisoner as he had claimed all along. She had no idea what she was going to do, but she made a mental vow that she would get Daniel free of Merric if it was the last thing she ever did.

****

When Daniel awoke he was back in his bed. All that had been removed were his shoes. His mind recalled the image of his own funeral and tears began to fall. Did Misha truly believe him dead? He had always believed his mate would find him. He sniffed and rubbed away the tears. There had to be a way. He would not let Merric win. He looked up, grasping at the bedding, as the door to his room was knocked on and the man he loathed sauntered in.

"Proud of yourself?" Daniel asked defiantly. He fought to keep a brave facade in front of the tiger.

"Now you know there will be no rescue, deer," Merric putted sitting at Daniel's bedside and leaning back. "I will give you a day or two to mourn your past and consider your future."

"I have no future with you," Daniel snapped angrily. "Do you really think I will just forget Misha and take you to my bed?"

"I will take you to mine," Merric growled.

The man's face held a smile, displaying his sharpened eye teeth, and Daniel's shoulder throbbed as if reminding him of their danger. Daniel could not envisage a more fearful sight than the smile which was cold and deadly. It would have been preferable to see a snarl.

"You won't be willing...initially. But in my safe I have some recreational drugs that I use on such bed-mates. A heady mix of relaxant and aphrodisiac and you won't even remember your own name, deer. You'll give me all I want and more besides. You'll beg and plead and I will fulfil your wants again and again. "

Daniel began to shake. He believed Merric. He was quite sure the tiger was so ruthless.

"I could just tie you and take you," Merric added, his voice low and menacing as he leant closer to his prey. He could now scent the fear he wanted, it made him feel more powerful. "Spread those long legs and take what I want. But instead I will give you pleasure. Eventually you will want me, need me and I will make you beg for me to bed you when you do."

Daniel shook his head mutely. It was beyond even his worst nightmare.

"So, now you will think about how to behave with me. I have no intention of letting you go. You were wasted on the wolf. I can take you places, give you things, your precious Misha couldn't even dream of. For all Sezje's posturing he couldn't stop me taking what I wanted. No one can. I bought the Coroner who conducted your autopsy. Consider that, little deer."

As Merric left, Daniel buried his face in his hands. He could never willingly offer his body to Merric. Never. He belonged to Misha. Another knock to his door had him peering fearfully over. He relaxed only fractionally as Lauren entered.

"Oh, Master Daniel, I'm so sorry," she husked.

Daniel realised the older woman had been crying, he could scent the salt of her tears and her eyes were red and swollen.

"I saw the...the funeral," Lauren confessed. "I would never have believed Merric capable of doing something like this. He was always ruthless, but this...this..." Lauren shook her head unable to continue. "I'll do what I can, I promise," she finally added.

"Just find a way, any way, to let Misha know I'm alive. He'll come for me." Daniel knew Misha might not arrive in time to save him from Merric, but he could survive the tiger if he knew his mate was looking for him. He gave a shaky smile as Lauren nodded. 

"I'll have to be careful," Lauren whispered. "Lel has gone away for a day or so, so I don't need to worry about him. Promise me you won't do anything foolish," she added, her eyes wide and pleading. "There's nowhere to run to and no one to help."

"I promise," Daniel said. "I want to go home. I want to see my husband, my parents, my family. Misha knows I love him. He'll come for me," Daniel repeated. "He'll always love me."

Lauren looked at the younger man. She could almost feel his conviction. She gave a nod, there had to be a way.

****

Lel strode into the living room and poured himself a large quantity of Merric's most expensive single-malt whisky. He tossed most down in one swallow, refilling his glass and taking another healthy mouthful before turning to glare at Merric as the tiger sauntered into the room.

"Well?" Merric queried, glowering at the way Lel carelessly threw another large measure of the expensive drink down his throat.

"Completely frustrating," Lel growled. "Nothing, closed-up shop, gone to earth, vanished from sight."

"All the wolf pack?" Merric asked, a smile lifting the corners of his mouth.

"The only time Sezje or any of his family has been seen was at the funeral."

"What else do you expect wolves to do when hurt?" Merric gave a hard laugh. "They have gone to earth in their safe little den to lick their wounds. It's not overly surprising."

Lel gave a snarl in the direction of his employer. He was sure something was not right, but had not found anything to latch onto. It seemed as Merric had just said, Sezje and his family had retreated from the world. No one knew where they were and spoke in soft whispers as if the grieving family could hear them. It had set Lel's teeth on edge.

"So have you had him yet?" he demanded aggressively. His frustration, both from his inability to find anything out and sexually for the deer himself, was simmering angrily. Normally he would have got the sexual urges dealt with by any number of willing escorts, but nothing had quenched the desire to have the deer for himself. 

"Not yet," Merric purred. Then he turned burning amber eyes on Lel. "I can smell your lust. Forget it. If I tire of him in a week, a month or ten years from now, I will not give him to you."

"He'll never be yours," Lel growled. He regretted not taking more liberties with Daniel when the deer had been unconscious and in his possession. He had caressed the chestnut hair and the exquisite face. He had only touched the lax genitals and firm mounds through Daniel's clothing. It was inevitable his scent would have been on the deer, but he had known to avoid getting anything other than a surface scent anywhere intimate.

"You would have snatched him and raped him," Merric stated baldly.

"I would have got him out of my system and then on with my life," Lel retorted angrily. In his mind he had been parting Daniel's long legs to take his place between silken thighs and Merric had shattered his train of erotic thought. "Taken him until my lust was satiated and then left him. His wolf would have stayed by him. He's never going to be anything other than an unwilling bed-mate. You're a fool if you think differently."

"He will want me," Merric rumbled angrily. He always got what he wanted and he wanted Daniel. Wanted the pretty deer looking at him with love and devotion, spreading himself willingly, eagerly, responding to him with passion and need. He wanted it and he would get it, there was no alternative in the tiger's mind. He would use any means at his disposal to get it.

From the partly open door, Lauren watched and listened with mounting horror. Lel had never been so openly challenging of Merric and listening to the way they talked about the innocent upstairs had her feeling physically ill. There was one slender hope. She slipped away as the two predators began to circle each other.

Daniel turned with shock as Lauren rushed into his room, her face ashen.

"We have to try now, Master Daniel. Hurry."

Daniel did not even hesitate. He followed her immediately as she headed towards the stairs. As they silently descended, Daniel could hear the escalating argument between Merric and Lel. He gave a mental shudder at the words he could hear that had him little more than prey to be fought over and then taken by the victor. The thought of Lel defeating Merric had Daniel feel sick and he pushed the thought away. To be touched by the tiger was a bad enough notion, but by the hyena was abhorrent. Daniel focused on Lauren as they headed to the front door. He watched as her fingers danced nimbly over the touchpad that kept the ornate doors locked and whimpered softly in impatience as they slowly and silently opened.

Dry heat hit Daniel as they hurried from the house towards a set of garages. He heard the jingle of metal as Lauren produced a set of keys. He tried not to get further agitated as she fumbled to get the garage door open. 

"The truck," Lauren said tersely, pointing at the large, dusty vehicle. "I couldn't shut down the electricity, but I thought we could ram the gates. This is a sturdy vehicle; it should easily withstand the impact. I tried to send my nephew an e-mail about you, but I'm not computer knowledgeable and don't know if I succeeded."

"Thank you, Lauren," Daniel whispered as they got in the truck. 

Lauren turned the ignition, giving silent thanks the vehicle responded immediately. She knew Merric enjoyed keeping his jeep and truck ready to drive at any time, but had feared something would go wrong. The truck shot forward and she powered away from the house. Even as the vehicle roared away, they saw Lel run from the house. The man's face was bleeding and contorted into an ugly mask of fury. 

A screech of primal rage had Daniel shudder as its echo trailed away behind them. Lel and Merric had clearly fought and the hyena had won. He glanced anxiously over his shoulder, whimpering as he saw that the other vehicle was emerging from the garage. 

"I can keep ahead of him," Lauren said from between clenched teeth as the truck bounced over the uneven ground. There was no real road. Merric had wanted to keep it as close to a wilderness as possible. It had never been problematic until now when Lauren wanted speed. She gave a scream of terror as a gunshot ricocheted past them.

"Head towards the rocks," Daniel yelled. He prayed he was right as Lauren swung around to obey him, another shot whining threateningly past them. His Chimera instincts told him that Lel was not trying to shoot them, just stop them. He had to ensure Lauren was safe. "He wants me, not you. I'm going to run for the house, you keep going. You can send help."

"But Lel..." Lauren began and gave another scream as a bullet shattered the wing mirror.

"Lel wants me. He wants me so bad he fought Merric for me. I'm going to run for the house. If I can get back fast enough I can hold him off till help arrives." Daniel was not sure he could do any such thing, but his conscience would not allow Lauren to remain in danger. He needed to try and get her safe if nothing else. "As you pass the outcrop, slow down and I'll get out. I can climb up so that Lel has to abandon his jeep and run too. Do it, Lauren, there's no choice."

Lauren was almost blinded by tears as she did as Daniel asked. She knew his strategy had been successful as Lel's vehicle ceased its pursuit of them, slamming to a stop. She swung the truck around, taking a deep breath. She could not abandon Daniel. 

Daniel ran as he had never run in his life. In the desert terrain his lungs quickly began to burn and his legs ache, but he did not dare slow down. Ironically, the house that had been his prison was now his only sanctuary. If he could reach it before Lel caught him then he might be able to lock the hyena out. He did not care to think what might have befallen Merric. 

A scream of fear forced itself from between dry lips as Lel's out-flung hand clipped Daniel's foot to send him tumbling to the floor. As he scrambled frantically to his feet, he was caught in an unforgiving grip and yanked into Lel's arms.




Opposites Attract Ch. 02



"Finally," the word creaked ominously from Lel's parched, dust-covered lips.

Daniel let himself go limp, allowing his body to be dragged closer to the hyena. His head swung loosely, as if he was about to faint. Then using everything his father and Misha had taught him, he head-butted the hyena and stamped on his foot. He was released with a shriek of pain and anger, his adversary dropping to his knees, head cradled in his hands. Not wasting a single second, Daniel ran for his life.

He could see the house shimmering like a mirage ahead, but Daniel knew he was tiring fast. He was dimly aware that a cool breeze was fanning his hair, but the concept was almost too complicated for his exhausted mind. Then it seemed as though he was truly seeing a fantasy, but it had him keep going just as he thought he would collapse.

"Misha, Misha, Misha," Daniel knew he had to be chanting the name in his mind as his mouth was far too dry for speech. With the last of his strength he fell into the strong arms of his beloved mate as they dropped to their knees.

As frantic kisses, accompanied by puppy-like whimpers, peppered across his heated face, Daniel was peripherally aware of several dark forms and one flash of gold passing him and his beloved Misha. He heard a roar that shook the air followed by a scream and buried his face deeper into his husband's shoulder. He nuzzled closely, drinking in the reassuring scent of his mate that represented home and safety. He was eased gently to his feet to be hugged tightly by his father and then Sezje before huddling close in Misha's embrace, the other two men flanking them closely, protectively.

"It's all over, precious fawn," Misha husked as tears fell down his cheeks. "I have you, you're safe. Love you, Daniel, love you so much." He eased the dust-smeared, tear-tracked face from his shoulder and pressed his lips carefully to the dry ones of his lover. Ignoring the sour taste of fear that remained, Misha sought the sweeter taste of his mate. The tight, coiled coldness that had lodged in the pit of his stomach from the moment Daniel had been reported as missing finally began to dissipate. It would take time, but he knew they heal together, strengthened by the love of their family.

"Love you, Misha. Always believed you would come for me," Daniel rasped.

"Always," Misha vowed.

****

Monique looked up at the procession slowly approaching the house. She could not help but smile over at Tony and Lauren at the sight of Misha almost wrapped around a dirty, slender, dishevelled brunette.

"He's safe," she whispered, breaking into a wide smile.

"Looking at the ones behind, the hyena'll need a body bag," Tony observed dryly, his sensitive nose twitching at a coppery scent.

"We are Chimera," Monique replied with an elegant motion of her shoulder. "No one will condemn a pack of wolves, and a lion, attacking a hyena to defend a family member. Any word on Merric's condition?"

"Not yet," Tony replied shaking his head. "Paramedics said they thought he had a fractured skull. No telling how bad."

"If he does recover physically, he's still not going to be the same man."

Monique and Tony turned at the sound of the third voice. The man's face was set like flint as he looked towards the family group now close to the house.

"Every account I can find of his will be locked down. All his property will be secured and searched. I already have enough evidence to put him away for the next ten years, without taking into account what he did to Daniel."

"You're very thorough, Pete," Monique observed. 

For Monique to find that Misha was a part-time Government Agent had come as a shock to say the least. She had been stunned as Misha had immediately called in his colleague to use their computer knowledge to find Daniel whilst Sezje had used older, more traditional methods of calling in family favours. The speed in which they had moved had astounded her; the family unity had left her envious. Everyone was supportive in whatever way they were able. Even Tony and she had found themselves included as part of the close-knit family. It had been warming even despite the underlying concern for Daniel's wellbeing. She would be sorry to move on.

"It's the least I could do for Misha," Pete said. 

"Wouldn't mind some computer lessons...if you're willing," Tony murmured to the other canine as he lounged against the doorframe.

"Could be arranged," Pete murmured back, his nostrils quivering in the same way as the other male. His grin matched the policeman's and then their attention moved to the group entering the house.

"Daniel's safe," Misha said, not relinquishing his grip of his mate. He could feel Daniel's utter exhaustion and feared if his loosened his grip, his lover would collapse.

"We're all very glad to see you, Daniel," Monique smiled reassuringly. "There will be no need for questions now. Do you need medical care?" she asked as tactfully as possible. 

"No," Daniel replied truthfully. The bruises and scrapes were nothing. All he wanted, all he needed was to be wrapped in Misha's arms. "I just want to go home. Thank you, Lauren," he added, giving a wan smile to the older woman.

"You said he would come," Lauren replied, returning the smile and seeing the depth of love in Misha's eyes.

"I'm so glad you're safe, Daniel," Ilya whispered as he hugged the brunette.

"I'm fine," Daniel assured. "I just want to leave here."

"Let Misha help clean you, Daniel and your father and I will find you something to drink. Then we will leave this place."

"'K, Pop," Daniel nodded. He was dehydrated and knew his father was right. He needed the water. He whispered the directions to the bathroom he had used. He let Misha wipe away the surface dirt and dust, anything more could wait. He heard the feral growl as his lover discovered the tiger's bite to his shoulder.

"I should kill him," Misha snarled.

"I won't take the chance of losing you," Daniel said firmly. "This is as hurt as I got at his hands. Don't let it come between us."

"It won't, my precious fawn," Misha vowed. "Nothing will ever come between us."

****

Using the last of his rapidly fraying patience, Misha waited as Daniel was greeted by his mother, Ben, his brother's wives and children, aunts, cousins and Chris' two life-mates. He knew it was only fair and right. So many had come to help and support and were overjoyed to have his fawn safe that Misha could wait just a little while longer. 

Part of him wished he had been with his uncles, older brothers and Chris to have taken care of the hyena, but part was equally glad he did not have any blood on his hands. He knew how sensitive Daniel was. He was also glad that Ilya had remained with a couple of cousins and Monique at Merric's house. His baby brother was too young in his eyes to have been involved with Lel's retribution.

"Thank you all so very much for taking care of Misha and my family, but I really need some rest. I'll see you all later. Misha?"

With a badly hidden sigh of relief, Misha escorted Daniel away from the crowd and to the sanctuary of their bedroom. As soon as the door was locked behind them, the bigger male's nostrils flared. He could scent the aberrant and unwanted odours of both tiger and hyena on his beloved mate, his mate. He pushed Daniel against the wall and pressed his body close, trying to replace the others' scent with his own. His hands were busy removing their clothes as his body rubbed and his tongue began to work its way across Daniel's face. Not ceasing in his licking, Misha guided them to the bed, crouching over the lithe, nude form as Daniel moaned his encouragements in soft tones.

He laved the precious body with long, wet sweeps with his tongue. Having already left his scent on Daniel's face, he began his descent. Throat and armpits followed quickly, his mate moving instinctively to allow him the access he needed. He paused at the shoulders growling savagely at the still-healing bite that Merric had left on the beautiful skin. He left hismark next to it, coating the offending mark with his saliva. His ministrations slowed as he traversed the chest. There were bruises and abrasions from the fight with Lel. He tenderly kissed each one. He licked and sucked pebbled areolae and the espresso nubs that hardened as if reaching towards him.

Misha's own breathing had become almost as ragged as Daniel's as he reached his mate's groin. With an effort of will he ignored the hard column of rosy-hued flesh to travel down each leg instead. He rumbled his approval as Daniel rolled at his urging so that he could lick from the soles of the younger man's feet to the nape of his neck. He wanted his scent to be dominant on his lover so that others would recognise that this was his mate and claimed. He flipped Daniel's body with ease, his eyes devouring the erection that dripped with desire. Before he tasted that banquet, he mouthed his lover's sac, relishing the impassioned cries and the wanton spread of caramel limbs as his mate tried to incite Misha into taking him.

"Soon, precious fawn, soon," he rasped.

He was captivated by the addictive taste of Daniel's pre-come as he lapped up the glistening drops from his mate's toned belly. He placed a hand on a slender hip and engulfed the rigid rod to the root, inhaling musk and swallowing repeatedly. His mate bucked fervently, groaning Misha's name, as the bigger man devoted himself to the dripping shaft. He probed the slit with his tongue, nibbled carefully around the slick, swollen head and slid his tongue up and down the smooth length before sucking with single-minded intent. The taste of pre-come was heady and intoxicating. He kept up his amatory siege until he was rewarded with pulse after pulse of Daniel's delectable crème. 

Daniel watched through hooded eyes as Misha hurried to the bathroom. He returned with a small bottle of massage oil and Daniel shivered in delicious anticipation.

Misha eased his satiated mate onto his stomach and knelt astride slim hips. 

"Let me care for you, my love," he whispered.

Daniel felt as if he was melting into the bed as the oil, warmed in Misha's capable hands, was drizzled between his shoulder blades. Then a soothing kneading down his spine by those same hands had Daniel almost purring

"Good Misha, so good," he whispered drowsily.

Misha kept up the firm pressure as he moved slowly down Daniel's bruised back. He let his lips follow his hands' path down as he soothed each discoloration with a soft kiss and lick. He felt his own erection weeping its tears of want and desire as he kneaded at the firm flesh of his lover's nether cheeks. He allowed his thumbs to trace a path between them and brush lightly over the tightly furled flesh. 

"Mine," Misha growled. There was still one other place for him to leave his scent. He began to lick down the soft-skinned back. He reached the perfect mounds and began to lave at the downy declivity. He heard Daniel's soft gasp as he licked gently at the depleted sac and back to the small rosebud. His tongue delved deep again and again, leaving his scent in Daniel's secret entrance. The soft moans and enticing writhing were inexorably fuelling the bigger male's need to mate. 

Daniel mewled softly when he felt Misha's lips against his ear.

"I'm just beginning, my precious fawn," Misha husked. He turned Daniel to see the beloved face and caressed the smooth planes of Daniel's chest, whilst nibbling on the enticing ear. When his wandering fingers encountered a nipple he pinched it slightly, massaging the little nub lovingly, and then they darted to give the other bud similar attention.

"Want you so much," Daniel moaned. "Want you in me." He wriggled to roll back onto his stomach and rose gracefully onto all-fours, glancing sultrily at his mate. "Please, Misha." Daniel was shivering slightly with anticipation as he could feel Misha's erection twitch and pulse against his offered cheeks.

With a groan of want, Misha rolled his hips and ground against the firm buttocks of his fawn as he held him tightly to his body. His hand moved lower to fondle Daniel and begin the process of re-arousing his lover. Misha murmured wordlessly as he sucked on a sensitive earlobe. Running his thumb over the tip of Daniel's manhood Misha thrust forward once more, pushing his own erection between two firm, smooth cheeks. He pulled the head of his erection away to insert an oil-drenched finger into Daniel, pressing it deeply and rotating it slowly.

His fawn cried out softly as he felt Misha's digit entering him. The bigger man felt him slowly push back against the desired intruder, impaling it deeper, rocking slowly as Misha petted and stroked his lover's flanks. As much as he wanted to be pounding deep within his husband, the older man intended everything to be a pleasure for his mate. His finger coated the blood-hot walls, stretching and relaxing before he inserted a second into Daniel's tight heat. He watched them stroking in and out of his lover. The sight was always incredibly erotic and Misha felt himself harden achingly. 

"I love you," Daniel moaned before gasping and shaking as two fingers became three and Misha hit the spot buried in the depths of his body that made him see stars. "Inside me, now," Daniel rasped in between ragged breaths. 

With a wordless growl Misha began to push inside the narrow strait he had so carefully prepared. He impaled his hardness deep, beginning a slow, sensual side in and out. Groaning, he gripped Daniel's hips harder, holding him steady as he withdrew to plunge back into his lover's heated passage. All too soon, Misha was pounding into his lover's slender body, burying himself inside his beloved mate with every thrust. Daniel undulated against him and Misha reached around to take his fawn's weeping shaft in his fist. He matched his strong strokes with his thrusts and felt the groan that began deep in the younger man's throat

Daniel moaned constantly as the long shaft stroked him inside. Misha never had to search out his pleasure spot, finding it unerringly with every thrust, every long slide in and out. Daniel panted as he felt the familiar heat begin to consume him. Pleasure built on pleasure as he felt his husband's body moving within him and the hand that stroked him to perfection. It was sublime and Daniel gave in to it with heart and soul.

Misha was aware of nothing except the precious life he held in his arms, he could feel and see only Daniel. His lips found his lover's and the kiss was perfection, a meeting and melding of tongues that imitated their bodies. Their skin seemed more alive at each point where they touched, combusting, setting sensual fire to already sensitive nerves. He was aware of his mate's increasing heartbeat, hear his gasping breaths. His pleasure, his delight, his life was Daniel's. He had felt such an all-consuming sensation of loss when the younger man vanished that he needed an all-consuming union with his precious fawn to rebalance him. He knew Daniel felt the same. They were two-as-one and, at that moment, it seemed they shared one soul.

He pressed himself flush against the smooth back and dropped a shower of kisses on Daniel's shoulders, his hips pumping with a faltering rhythm as he neared completion. Then he was coming, filling his lover with his seed, claiming this beautiful, precious man as his own. The melding of their bodies and minds effectively creating new life in a moment that stretched into eternity. His orgasm reached its crescendo and then began its slow spiral down.

As he felt Misha's essence filling him, Daniel could not hold back any longer. With a deep shudder and a moan of his mate's name, he let himself be carried away by the waves of rapture as he spilt over Misha's hand. Unable to support their combined weight in the aftermath of his cataclysmic release, Daniel collapsed onto the bed. He murmured his approval as Misha remained buried deep within him, his lover's hips still grinding in slow, desultory movements.

"I love you," Misha whispered into a small ear. "I love you so much, my precious fawn." As he felt his flesh finally slip from paradise, he rolled their bodies to manoeuvre Daniel to lie between his thighs, head against Misha's shoulder. Daniel' eyes looked into his with the deepest love, and he knew that they had triumphed over their ordeal. "I would never have rested until I had found you," he whispered. "I knew in my heart and soul you were out there somewhere."

"I love you, Misha. Only you. I would never have given up trying to get away and I knew you would look for me." Daniel wrapped his arms around his mate as he was enveloped by Misha's and sighed contentedly. They had begun their healing with their love and they would look to the future not the past. They each belonged to the other and nothing and no one would ever change that.

****

Monique lifted an elegant, crystal champagne flute in response to Sezje's gesture and the glasses chinked delicately, testimony to their craftsmanship. She sipped, relishing the sensation of the bubbles. The rest of the bottle was in a crystal ice bucket. 

"Part of my mother's collection," Sezje explained as he saw the appreciative look. "Some pieces, which I do not use, were her mother's and are too fragile and precious. Soon these pieces will go to Misha. He and Daniel love his grandmother's crystal."

"How are they?" Monique asked, taking another sip.

"Very well," Sezje nodded. "We are fortunate Daniel was not hurt too badly. Merric?" he queried.

"I have the feeling there is nothing I can tell you about him you don't already know," Monique said, giving the older wolf a smile. "But since you asked so nicely, there is extensive brain damage. Part of the skull was crushed badly. It's unlikely he will recover and more than possible he won't survive."

"He thought all he needed was money," Sezje said shaking his head sadly. "That it could buy him anything he wanted. However, I still feel he got off lightly given what he did to my son's mate."

"We'll never know if the body in the car was someone he had murdered. The Coroner he bought will get a heavy jail sentence. All of Merric's wealth is being tracked down by Pete. Tony still works with him. He is also good with computers. I have the feeling I won't have my sergeant for much longer." She gave a laugh. "I don't think I've ever seen him so happy. Pete is good for him."

"And you?" Sezje asked. "Who is good for you?"

Monique stared into the glittering eyes of the older man.

"I...I don't have anyone," she replied, the predatory look almost taking her breath away.

"Then perhaps you might consider spending the weekend with me?" Sezje purred. He leant forward to capture one of Monique's hands and brought it to his lips. "Someone so exquisite deserves to be cared for and cherished. You did say you were free. We can take a trip into town for any necessities you would need." He held her hand as he smiled.

Monique looked deeply into Sezje's orbs. It had been longer than she cared to remember since she had seen such desire. Keeping hold of Sezje's hand, she rose to her feet and took a step into the wolf's personal space. 

"I doubt I would need much," she said, the huskiness of her voice making her blink and Sezje's smile become feral. 

She did not resist as she was pulled against a hard chest. A soft moan escaped her as a strong hand cupped the back of her neck and her head was tilted. Then hot, hungry lips were on hers and a groan allowed a conquering tongue to plunder her mouth. As the kiss finally broke, she stood panting softly. One of Sezje's hands was around her waist, the other had miraculously found its way past her jacket, past her blouse and into her bra. A knowing thumb brushed her nipple and she arched into the intimate caress.

"I suggest we take this indoors," Sezje husked against Monique's throat, nipping delicately at the fragile flesh. "I am not the exhibitionist I used to be and would prefer to be the only one who sees you naked." He pinched the nipple he had teased into hardness and felt his shaft throb as Monique melted further into his seduction.




Opposites Attract Ch. 02



"Yes," Monique said. She hoped the word did not sound like a plea and then decided she did not care as somehow Sezje manoeuvred her to be able to lick at her breast. "Please."

Keeping a possessive arm around Monique's slender waist, he guided her into his home. He pulled his lover-to-be into his arms for another heated kiss. The passion in her eyes equalled his. It reassured him that this was as desired by Monique as himself. He swept her into his arms to a tinkling laugh. He had not wanted another since his wife's death, but this elegant, attractive woman had changed that. He grinned. His son's mate was safe and well and they were healing together. He had a beautiful woman in his arms. His family were strong. Life was good.



Opposites Attract Ch. 02



Noah bounded through the woods as quickly as he could with his injuries. He went back to the site where he had last seen his brother but there was nothing there besides some claw marks on the ground and trees around the area. He dropped to all fours again and jumped towards home. 

After five minutes or so he reached the clearing where the battle had started and saw several puddles of blood, A few vampire corpses littered the area along with the bodies of his own people. He saw no sign of Aldaris. He looked through the piles of bodies for his brother and found several of his childhood friends, but not his brother. He saw Bane walking slowly on all fours between bodies, silently saying a prayer for their fallen brothers and sisters. He would grieve later. He ran to Bane and looked down at him, gasping for air.

"Bane..... Have you seen Aldaris?" He asked. He saw a sad look fill Banes eyes and he knew his brother was gone. He collapsed in the dirt and just stared solemnly. 

"He survived the attack by the werewolf, barely. He was returning here when a female vampire with daggers attacked him. I'm sorry, Noah." Bane said. He stood and placed a heavy paw on Noahs shoulder, trying to comfort him as best he could. Noah sat silently. 

"We can finish up here, why don't you go home." Bane said. Noah briefly thought of how Bane must be handling it, Aldaris was his son. When Bane had found Noah as an egg he had taken him into the pack, into his own bloodline of the pack even. He wanted to object, he knew he should help. But all he really wanted to do was sleep. He nodded numbly and stood up to walk out of the clearing. He shifted out of his form and that allowed people to see the emptiness in his eyes. 

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It had been two days since his brothers death and Noah sat on his bed. He hadn't moved since he heard the news. But something kept nagging at the back of his mind and he felt like all he wanted to do was go see that vampire who had helped him. He laughed at himself and rolled in bed.

' Why do you want to see him? Just because hes handsome, and nice, and helpful, and different, and more handsome.....' He trailed off. He growled for a second before shifting and running out of his house. 

He arrived at the edge of the woods near the vampire, Matt's, house. He peeked through the house and noticed all of the lights were off except one on the second floor. A bedroom, Noah assumed. He sniffed a few more times and when he was sure he couldnt smell anyone else he darted into the open. He trotted quickly towards the house, looking around for any enemies. He got to the wall and took one more look around before jumping and digging his claws into the side of the house. He looked at the deep holes in the wall his claws made and winced.

'oops...' he thought. He shook his head and kept climbing. He was surprised the vampire didnt hear the loud noise every time he took a step up the wall. He finally reached the window and peered inside. It occurred to him then how creepy he seemed. He saw Matt sitting on the bed and jumped through the open window.

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Matt thought he heard something but after a moment of silence he shrugged it off and turned back to his book. Which is why he nearly pissed himself when the giant dog jumped through his window. He screeched and dropped his book, losing his page, and stood from the bed looking for a weapon.

{Relax vampire, its me.} Noah seemed to scoff at him. {Nice scream.} He chuckled and looked around the room, he sat on all fours like a dog and just moved his head around. Matt sighed and picked up his book.

"That wasn't a scream it was a.... war-cry." Matt lied. 

{Uh huh. Well, you.... war-cry.... like a girl.} If wolves could smile, Noah would be.

"Shut up." Matt snapped at him and set the book down on his nightstand. "What are you doing here?" He asked and sat down on the bed. Noah lost his playfulness and shifted back and forth on his paws uncomfortably. 

{Uh, well I wanted to say thanks, for helping me last time.} He shrugged with his furry shoulders. His amazing blue eyes looked anywhere but at Matt. Matt was touched that he had come back to talk to him.

"You're welcome." He nodded. There was an awkward silence for a moment.

"How is your friend?" Matt asked. Noah looked up at him with his head cocked to the side. Matt loved it when he did that.

{Friend?} 

"The one who saved us." Matt moved around the bed so he was sitting on the corner facing Noah. Noah's blue eyes filled with tears and he looked down at the ground.

{His name was Aldaris, he was my brother. He died.} He whispered in Matt's head. Matt felt like an ass for bringing it up.

"I'm sorry." He didn't know what else to say. Noah looked up and suddenly those innocent eyes didn't seem so innocent.

{This is your fault! Your kind killed him!} He shouted and stood up, growling. 

"Hey I saved your life, and you did the same for me! I didn't kill your brother." Matt stood up. Noah stood up on his back legs and paced. Matt watched his heavy back paws thud with every step. He eventually sighed and stopped pacing, his shoulders sagged, all the anger leaving him. Matt watched as he shifted into his human form and had to hold back a gasp at the beautiful man.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gotten angry at you, it wasn't your fault. You saved me." Noah said. Matt swallowed and forced his dick to lie down. 

"It's alright. Come on, you look like you could use a drink." He said and walked down stairs. Noah watched him for a moment before following him, at a distance.

Matt stepped into the kitchen and poured them both a drink. He handed Noah his and watched as he sniffed it suspiciously and looked at Matt before drinking it. Deciding it wasn't poisonous he sipped his drink and sat down with Matt.

"How are your wounds healing?" Matt asked, trying to make conversation.

"They're almost completely gone, thanks." Noah said. He gave a small smile and brushed his light brown hair out of his eyes with one hand. Matt was surprised such a fierce fighter could come from such a little man. When standing, the top of Noah's head only reached Matt's chin. For a moment Matt allowed himself to think of what those soft lips would look like around his cock. He shook the thought away and took another gulp of his drink.

"I'm sorry you had to leave yesterday, But my clan was coming back. If they had found you..." Matt trailed off. There was a moment of uncomfortable silence before Noah spoke up.

"It's alright, my pack would have done the same to you." Noah smiled shyly. Matt returned the smile and for once the silence wasn't uncomfortable.

"You know, I was raised to believe that all vampires were horrible and evil. But your nothing like that, you're really actually nice." Noah blushed.

"I was raised to believe that all werewolves were mindless animals that only wanted to murder and kill. But you're nothing like that." Matt said. The two smiled at eachother.

"If you want, I'd like to stay friends." It was Matt's turn to blush. Noah smiled and nodded his head that he would.

"Awesome, just one thing before we finalize this friendship." Matt said.

"What?" Noah turned his head to the side like he does when he was in his wolf form. 

"What the hell is the difference between a Lycanthrope and a Werewolf?" Matt asked.

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Noah almost chuckled when Matt asked the question. He knew many people didn't know the difference between the two and decided he would set Matt straight.

" I'm a Lycan, what you saw the other night, was a werewolf." Noah said simply.

"Yeah I got that. But what is REALLY the difference? He just looked like he woke up on the wrong side of the rock he crawled out from under." Matt said. Noah laughed and leaned back, crossing his legs.

" Lycan choose when they want to change and are fully aware of themselves when they are in their other form. Werewolves change with the lunar cycle and are just, what did you say, Mindless animals, after they transform." Noah explained, taking the last drink out of his glass before setting it on the table. Matt nodded like he understood but looked like he was thinking about something.

" But aren't your kind dangerous during the lunar cycle too?" Matt asked. Noah spit his last sip of his drink back into the cup and started coughing uncomfortably. Matt looked at him questioningly while Noah tried to get the liquid out of his lungs. When he was done coughing he blushed and looked very uncomfortable.

"What did I say?" Matt asked.

"Uh, well, we CAN be dangerous during the lunar cycle, but only on full moons. And it isnt for the reason you think." Noah shifted in his seat.

"Why then?" Matt was oblivious to his discomfort.

"The full moon is when we, uh, you know." Noah gestured with his hands. Matt looked at him confused.

"Mate." Noah clarified. A look of realization crossed Matt's face before he began giggling.

"So you're saying if you don't get laid on a full moon, you will go psycho and kill everyone?" Matt leaned back into the couch. Noah looked like he was going to object but he closed his mouth and nodded his head.

"Yeah pretty much...." He shrugged. The two laughed and Noah was glad that he came. He felt so much better when he was around Matt. 

"So you got any family? A girlfriend?" Matt asked nonchalantly.

"No, I'm gay actually." Noah clarified. 

"Oh, So a boyfriend then?" Matt asked.

"Nope I pretty much fly solo." Noah shrugged. There was a sad look in his eyes.

"No kids or anything?" Matts heart would be thundering if it could still beat.

"No, I decided I wanted to wait for my mate before having hatchlings." Noah said and looked at Matt with his big blue eyes.

" And hatchlings? Aren't you a mammal?" Matt's brow furrowed .

"We lay eggs." Noah smiled.

"So you're a reptile?" Matt tried to think about that.

"No, We are mammals. We just lay eggs. Like platypuses." Noah shrugged.

"I thought it was platapi?" Matt scrunched his eyebrows more.

"Does it matter?" Noah laughed and showed a row of gleaming white teeth.

"I suppose not." Matt shrugged. " What about the whole 'Cant cross moving water' thing?" Matt asked.

"Thats werewolves. People always get that myth confused with us because we cant swim so we try to stay away from water." Noah shrugged.

"Really, you can't swim?" Matt looked shocked.

"That's our greatest fear." Noah shrugged.

"I bet I could teach you." Matt smiled. Noah rolled his eyes and changed the subject

"So, Dracula. You got to ask your questions now it's my turn." Noah said. Matt sat forward and looked like he was ready for something.

"Okay, shoot." he said. Noah thought for a moment.

"Do you really drink blood?" 

"Yes." 

"Do you kill people when you drink their blood?" 

"No. I only feed from humans once or twice a month, usually I drink bagged stuff, a friend of mine sells it." 

"Does holy water sting?" Noah raised an eyebrow.

"No."

"Stakes through the heart?" Noah poked him in the chest.

"Wouldn't that kill anybody?" Matt shrugged.

"Garlic?" 

"Only if I eat it before a date." Matt joked, but kept his face serious.

"Sunlight?" Noah looked outside at the dark sky.

"Yes." Matt grimaced.

"Coffins." Noah raised an eyebrow.

"Definitely not."

"Crosses?" Noah cocked his head to the side. Matt opened his mouth to reply but closed it and nodded.

"Well, yes actually." He said. Noah looked thoughtful for a moment.

"Churches?" 

"Yeah those creep me out, not because I'm a vampire. Just cuz They're creepy." He chuckled. Noah giggled and after a fit of laughter, Matt stood up.

"Come on, I'll make us something to eat." He walked into the kitchen.

"Vampires eat?" He asked.

"We don't have to, but I always loved food." Matt smiled.

"Well one thing you will learn about Lycans, is that we are always hungry." Noah said, he looked around the house and could hear Matt in the kitchen. He found several pictures of Matt and what appeared to be friends or family, Noah assumed it was his clan. 

"How bout some steak?" He heard Matt call from the kitchen. His mouth watered and if he had a tail in this form it would have been wagging.

"Sounds great." He shouted back. He continued looking along the row of pictures. He found a necklace hanging above one of the pictures of him and his clan. It was just a simple black string threaded through several large teeth. Noah recognized them as the fangs of his people. They were to short to be werewolf and to thick to be vampire. He swallowed and kept walking. After a couple minutes of exploring the house he heard Matt call out to him. He stepped into the kitchen to see Matt set down a plate with a rare steak on it. The other had another steak but much more rare. The human in him grimaced at the bloody slab of meat but the animal in him screamed 'feed me' .

Matt set down silverware and sat across the small table from Noah.

"Dig in." He smiled. Noah licked his lips and reached for the knife. For a moment Matt thought the stove was still sizzling from the steaks but when Noah screeched loudly and jumped from the table, knocking the chair back, he realized to late that the silverware was real silver. A large burn mark dug into the palm of his hand where he had picked up the knife. Smoke came off the wound and it looked red and painful.

"Shit! I'm so sorry I didn't think about the silver." Matt said, he felt awful, he had just made a new friend for the first time in a long time and he tried to burn his hand off. 

"It's fine." Noah grunted through the pain but he held his hand close to his body and whimpered quietly.

"Fuck, let me go get the first aid kit." Matt ran upstairs with only the speed and grace of a vampire. He got back with the first aid kit and could hear Noah's gasping breaths. He clutched his hand to his chest, cradling it with his good hand and had his eyes squinted shut. Matt could see a few tears leaking out.

"Let me see it." He reached for his hand and Noah gave it to him willingly. The large red gash in his palm was exactly the size of the knife handle. The wound was red and incredibly deep. He didn't know silver could do this to a Lycan. He knew it hurt but didn't know it had this effect. He briefly wondered what it felt like to be shot with a silver bullet as a werewolf. He shook and moved Noah over to the sink.

He ran water over the wound and watched as a mix of blood and seared and/or melted flesh washed away. The wound looked better after being washed but still looked red and angry. Matt sat Noah down in a chair and got his a drink. Noah sipped it gingerly as Matt bandaged his hand. Noah sat on the chair and Matt kneeled on the floor so Matt was eye level with Noah's waist. Matt wasn't thinking about sex at a time like this but Noah couldnt take his eyes off of the beautiful man bandaging his hand. Once he was done he stood up and put the first aid kit on the table.

"There, better? I'm so sorry I just didn't think." Matt shook his head, he felt horrible.

"It's alright, really, you didn't do it on purpose." Noah said and looked at his hand. Before Matt thought about it he picked up the small hand and kissed the palm gently. Noah gasped and the two shared a long gaze.

" I.... I should get home." Noah said, without taking his eyes off Matt's.

"Yeah, will you come back?" Matt was in a trance until he realized he might have scared the smaller man off.

"Yes." Noah said, simply. He jumped off the chair and shifted. The bandaged stayed on but looked a lot tighter. Noah dropped onto all fours and padded across the tiled floor to the sliding glass door. Matt opened for it and Noah stepped out and headed towards the forest. He took one more look at Matt before limping off into the woods. 

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Noah's dick was rock hard by the time he stepped into his house. He changed back into his human form before stripping his clothing and throwing himself down on the bed. He stroked his cock furiously. Even with the bandage there, Matt's lips sent an electric shock from his hand to his cock. Noah had to leave before Matt noticed and felt bad about rushing out. But now he got to satisfy himself before the memory faded. He used his right hand to pump his six inch cock and used his left to play with his hard nipples. He moaned and moved his hand away from his nipples to play with his ass. He moved his finger in circles over his tiny pucker. He felt his climax getting closer and pushed his finger into his ass as he came. After his orgasm subsided he licked his cum off of his hand and imagined it was Matt's. He rolled over and drifted off to sleep.

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Matt watched Noah leave and rubbed his dick through his jeans. He moaned loudly and remembered that Noah's kind were supposed to have good hearing. He opened his eyes and looked at where Noah walked into the woods but didn't see anything. He sighed his relief and ran up to his bedroom quickly.

He wrapped his hand around his cock and began jerking it, thinking of Noah's smooth lips wrapped around it. He gasped Noah's name as he came in long spurts on his stomach and chest. He sighed and began falling asleep.

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Noah stretched and yawned in bed before he willed himself to get up and make breakfast. After he showered and got dressed he stepped into the kitchen to make himself something to eat. As his eggs were frying he looked at the still red gash in his hand where the silver had burned him. He sighed and traced the sore wound with his finger. 

'It was worth it if I get to see Matt again.' Noah thought to himself. He put his eggs onto his plate along with ham and toast and began eating.

Matt poured himself a mug of blood before sticking it in the microwave to heat it up. He hated the bagged stuff, it was much better fresh. He saw the first aid kit sitting on the kitchen table and was reminded of Noah. He sighed and wondered how he ended up in love with a wolf.

'Whoa whoa whoa, Love? You just met the guy, and hes a flea ridden mongrel!' He shouted at himself. He winced and regretted calling Noah a mongrel. He did care for him, even if his brain wouldn't let him admit it. He sipped his warm blood and heard a knock on the sliding glass door. He couldn't see through the blinds on the door but there was only one person he knew of who would come over, or at least knock when they did. He put on a pair of gloves and stood behind the curtain as he opened the door. The shaggy light brown wolf stepped into the house and looked at Matt with his large blue eyes. 

{Hey.} Noah said. Matt could tell he was a little bit shy.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Matt asked. He was glad Noah couldn't wait to come back, he did love him, er, his company. He loved his company.

{I'm sorry it's probably to early. I didn't think about you being nocturnal and all.} Noah shifted uneasily on his paws. 

"No its fine, I stay up normal hours." Matt said while he slipped off the gloves.

{What's with the gloves?} Noah sat on his haunches. 

"Normal hours don't agree with me." He laughed and nodded outside. Noah's eyes widened.

{Oh the sun, I forgot.} He traced circles in the carpet with his front paw. 

" I was actually just going to hang out and watch a movie. Do you want to join me?" Matt decided to take a leap, he wanted to spend more time with Noah. 

The wolves ears perked up and his tail wagged slightly.

{If you wanted.} He tried to hide the excitement in his voice. Matt smiled and walked over to the couch, he heard Noah limping behind him and remembered burning the small boy.

"How is you're paw?" He asked. He was surprised to hear Noah's voice not his thoughts.

"It's better, thank you." He turned to see the smaller man blushing. His hand was still wrapped in a bandage but it was a new one.




Opposites Attract Ch. 02



"Do you mind?" Matt grabbed his hand and sat on the couch. Noah shook his head that he didn't mind and Matt unwrapped the bandage. The wound still looked bad but wasn't nearly as angry as the night before. He held the hand a moment longer then he had to and Noah cherished the touch. After Matt re wrapped the bandage they both leaned back and watched the movie. When it started Noah giggled.

"What?" Matt asked.

"It's Underworld." He chuckled. Matt realized the irony and laughed at his choice in movies. After about half an hour of the movie Matt wasn't even paying attention, he could only focus on the warm body near his. 

Slowly he put his right arm on the back of the couch and every few minutes he would inch it closer to Noah. Noah tried to bite his tongue when he felt Matt's arm around his shoulders.

"If you wan't to hit on me, do it in a less cheesy way." Noah smiled without taking his eyes off the T.V. Matt looked at him, surprised he had been caught and moved his arm. Noah felt hurt, he didn't want him to move his arm. Which was why he was so surprised when Matt pinned him to the couch and forced his tongue into his mouth. 

Noah moaned and kissed Matt back. They made out like teenagers for awhile before Noah had to pull away from Matt for air.

"Sorry, I forget about breathing sometimes." Matt laughed while Noah gasped for breath.

"S'okay." Noah smiled. After a second his smile faded.

"Are you sure this isnt superman syndrome?" He asked with a frown. Matt scrunched his eyebrows together questioningly.

"You know, I saved you and you saved me. This isnt just the gratitude and adrenaline and other emotional shit talking?" Noah asked. His hands were still wrapped around Matt's neck. Matt thought for a moment silently before pulling away from Noah.

"I guess you're right..." He mumbled. He sounded so hurt.

"What?" Noah asked and stroked his face.

"It.... It's been so long since I've been with someone." Matt looked down at his hands. Noah felt his heart hurt at the sight of the lonely vampire. He stroked his hair gently.

"I'm not saying no. I'm just saying not now." Noah said. Matt looked up at him and smiled. Showing his pointed fangs. Noah leaned back and Matt played the movie again. He putt his arm around Noah's shoulders and this time Noah didn't say anything, only leaned into his touch.

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The day after they had decided to wait for a relationship, Noah had to go to a pack meeting. He told Matt he couldn't hang out with him that day and Matt had shrugged it off like he didn't care but Noah knew he did. The big vampire didn't like to share his feelings.

He trotted through the woods in his wolf form until he reached the clearing they normally met at. Most of the other pack members had already arrived and were sitting around waiting for him.

{Noah, glad you could join us.} Bane smiled at Noah with his eyes.

{Some of us are.} Inuart rolled his large eyes. Noah let out a low growl as he took a seat on a large boulder. 

{Where have you been?} One of the cubs asked as he tried to catch his fathers tail, swishing from side to side.

{Vitani} The mother growled and picked him up like a cat carries her cubs. 

{What?} The cub growled back and swatted at her mothers nose. The mother held the cub close to her with one paw.

{Sorry, Noah.} She laughed. Noah smiled and turned back to Bane.

{I.... I've met someone.} He said, he knew he couldn't tell them about Matt but that didn't mean he had to keep EVERYTHING a secret. 

{Oh?} Bane raised an eyebrow.

{Yes.} Noah traced circles in the dirt with his paw.

{A mate?} The cub peeked out from above her mothers paw. The mother used her other paw to create a cave, holding the small ball of fur in.

{I don't know yet.} Noah stroked his tail nervously. 

{Is she pretty?} The cub ran out from behind her mother. The mother looked confused and inspected her air tight trap before scooping up the cub again.

{It's a he.} Noah laughed. Lycans were one of the few species out there that would mate with a creature of the same sex. Only one was needed to make an egg. 

{Is he pretty?} The cub asked. The rest of the pack chuckled before Bane interuppted.

{Anyways, we do have more to talk about then Noah's love life.} He announced. The chuckling stopped and everyone was listening to him.

{The vampires have gotten out of control. They attacked us in our own woods!} Bane stood and made eye contact with every one of the pack members.

{We need to do something about it.} He said. {Any ideas?} There was a moment where all you could hear were birds chirping and the sound of a nearby stream.

{The vampire's have always been peacful. Why do they attack us now? We have caused them no problems!} One young member stood and spoke. Several others nodded in agreement.

{It doesn't matter. They still attacked, and killed, many of us.} Another stood up.

{Maybe they wont come back. We killed their kind too.} The younger one said.

{And if they do?} The other snarled. The two began fighting and the whole pack broke into madness before Bane could get control again.

{Quiet!} He shouted. Immediately everyone shut up and listened. No one was confused about who was in charge.

{I don't want to fight but we have to defend ourselves. If they think we are weak they will only attack again. And even if they don't, do you want to spend the rest of our days looking over your shoulder?} He asked. He was met with silence.

{Then It's decided. We go to war with the leeches.} 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

Sorry it took so long, let me know what you think. Already starting on the next one. But I might go back to Mike and Tony for a chapter.



Opposites Attract Ch. 02



Author's Note:

I want to thank all my readers, as ever, for reading my works and commenting on them.

I've taken the comments from chapter 1 of Opposites Attract to heart and updated the story with the explaination of how Sarah is a transsexual, which means that it isn't in this chapter, as I said it would be. It doesn't take anything away from the story I intended for chapter 2 though.

As ever, the characters that engage in sexual activity are 18+

Enjoy!!

***

Sarah moaned as Hope sucked her cock. Sarah's tongue was buried deeply in Hope's pussy, her moaning causing a vibration that caused Hope's own moans to vibrate her mouth around the cock inside it.

"Oh fuck," Hope moaned softly. "You're tongue feels so good."

"So does your mouth," Sarah replied.

Spurred on by the encouragement they gave each other, Hope and Sarah began to pleasure each other more feverishly. The sounds of the sucking and slurping filled the room loudly. It was almost deafening to the two girls causing the sounds.

Sarah started to feel a tingle welling up in her balls. She knew this meant that she was getting close to cumming and she was silently begging Hope for release by driving her tongue into her as if it were a cock. Hope's pussy quivered from the stimulation and Sarah knew she was close to cumming as well.

Sarah licked roughly, occasionally sucking and running her tongue around Hope's clit. Hope practically screamed around Sarah's cock as the mounting pleasure pushed her over the cliff. She came hard, her juices spraying from her pussy to cover Sarah's face.

Her pleasure caused her to slide Sarah's cock deeper into her mouth, the tight entrance to her throat stimulating the head of Sarah's cock and causing her to cum hard, shooting her load into Hope's mouth.

Hope swallowed Sarah's load as they both came down from their orgasms. When they'd caught their breath enough, the two sisters crawled under the covers of Sarah's bed and snuggled up, ready to sleep for the night.

Sarah reached over and set her alarm for the morning since she had work and Hope had school the next day. They shared a quick kiss and fell asleep in each others' arms.

**

Sarah's alarm beeped loudly and woke the sisters up. Sarah leaned over and kissed Hopes cheek before getting up and dressing in her bath robe before going downstairs to make them breakfast. Hope walked into the kitchen just as Sarah was finished making it. They ate silently, then Hope went upstairs for a shower and to get ready for school. Sarah followed when she heard the shower stop and got herself ready for work.

"You want a lift to school?" Sarah asked as Hope was walking out of the front door.

"No," Hope said. "I like walking there."

"OK," Sarah said. "Have a good day."

They hugged and Hope headed off as Sarah made herself a quick coffee before heading off herself.

**

Hope walked slowly to school. It wasn't a very long walk, only lasting around 20 minutes every morning. She enjoyed walking, it let her think about things that were going on in her life or things that she wanted to do with her life.

She was currently thinking about Sarah. She had no idea her sister was interested in her in the same was as she was interested in Sarah. She thought back over the last few days. There had been a lot of sexual stuff going on between the two of them. She blushed just thinking about it all.

Suddenly, there was shouting behind her. She knew exactly who it was and she decided to ignore them. It would only cause her trouble to rise to the bait.

"Look who it is," Said one of the group; a largely-built girl. "It's the ugly virgin."

Hope couldn't help a small, hidden smile, because she wasn't a virgin any more. Sarah had taken care of that.

"I wouldn't fuck her with a stolen dick," Said one of the boys in the group.

'I wouldn't fuck you either,' Hope thought. 'Your face would probably give me a disease.'

Hope found it ironic that most of the people that bullied others based on their looks were normally people that looked terrible themselves. She was also curious why being a virgin was any sort of problem in modern society. Well, she never let it bother her, though it sometimes did.

"Nah, her tits are too small," Said another boy in the conversation. "And she has practically nothing to her ass."

Hope put her hands in front of her and balled her hands into fists. Trying to not hit these people every day at school was hard. It was constant taunts and insults. Once or twice it had been physical: punches and kicks. Even from the guys in the group. They never hit her where it would show, though. Sadly, they were smart about that.

Hope carried on doing her best to ignore the group taunting her and slipped away in the crowds of students when she got to her school.

**

The end of school came slowly. After her last class, Hope ducked into one of the bathrooms and spent a little time in there. She did this to avoid her bullies on the way home from school. She didn't want them knowing where she lived because then they could torment her any time they wanted.

Unfortunately, two of the girls from the group of bullies entered the bathroom a few minutes after her.

"Oh," one of them said. "Hey ugly."

Hope didn't respond.

"It's rude to ignore someone when they're speaking to you," the other said.

Hope tried to walk out, but they blocked the door.

"You're not getting away from here until you apologise for being rude." Said the first girl, Natalie. She then addressed the other. "Isn't that right, Beth?"

Beth nodded. She was the large girl in the group; short but chubby. Natalie was tall and stocky. Neither of them was very pleasant to look at, though Hope had the intelligence to not say that to them or even anywhere near them.

"Still not going to apologise?" Natalie said.

Hope stayed silent.

"I think she needs punishment," Beth said, as she walked behind Hope.

Beth grabbed hope from behind and held her there while Natalie punched her. Not somewhere it wouldn't show, this time. She aimed for Hope's face. Then the beating truly started. Hope was hit in the stomach and doubled over. Beth let her go and joined in, punching and kicking Hope hard.

Hope couldn't catch her breath to call out for help. She had to endure it alone. It was a thankfully short beating. When they were done, Natalie and Beth left her crying and whimpering in pain on the bathroom floor, a bruise raising on her cheek and blood dripping from her nose.

**

Sarah pulled her car into the driveway, cut the engine and got out.

She could hear the pounding of heavy metal coming from hers and Hope's room, even from outside. That wouldn't make their neighbours happy, they were in their later years and didn't much like loud noise.

Sarah let herself into the house and made herself a drink as she took off her jacket and hung it with the others before going upstairs.

She walked into her room, the noise from the CD player hitting her like a wall, but she was more concerned by the view that met her: Hope was sat on her bed, head down with tears streaming down her bruised and battered face while she held a wad of bloody toilet paper to her nose. Her School uniform was a mess too. The white T-shirt had large drops of dried and drying blood all down it.

Sarah turned the CD player down, so it could barely be heard and Hope looked up at her. She hadn't heard Sarah walk in and the music being turned down had startled her. Hope turned away but Sarah sat down next to her and hugged her gently.

"What happened, sis?" Sarah asked. "Who did this to you?"

Hope shook her head and buried her face into Sarah's shoulder. Sarah was careful of Hopes nose and gently held her close, letting Hope cry it out before speaking to her.

It took a while for Hope to calm down but when she did she pulled back and gave Sarah a tear-filled smile of thanks. Sarah gave her her own drink and let Hope polish it off.

"Now," Sarah started, "what happened?"

Hope told Sarah the whole story. She talked about the bullying before school and the beating in the bathroom. She also told Sarah about all the bullying that had happened before. It was always the same group of people and Sarah wasn't going to sit by and let it happen.

"Do you know where they hang out?" Sarah asked.

Hope nodded.

"Where?" Sarah said.

"The playground at the edge of the park." Hope answered.

"Well, let's go and pay them a visit," Sarah said, standing up.

"No!" Hope protested. "Do you know what it'll do for me if you talk to them?"

"Well, if I don't talk to them, I call school," Sarah said. "I'm not going to let this keep happening."

Hope nodded reluctantly and stood up, following Sarah to her car.

"Why are you doing this for me?" Hope asked as they set off. "You never seemed to care before."

"Of course I cared before," Sarah said. "I just figured you'd tell me when you were ready. Besides, I know what it's like to be bullied."

Hope nodded. She remembered some of the things Sarah had told her, when she was bullied. Of course, back then, Sarah had been a guy, striving to gain a handle on herself and who she truly was. The transsexual woman driving the car was the result of all that.

But Sarah hadn't come out of it unscathed. She'd lost friends over her sex-change. She hadn't let it bother her outwardly, because if they didn't accept her for who she was, they weren't true friends at all, so it didn't matter too much. It had caused some insecurities with her body though, she had questioned herself as to whether she was a freak, as those people had said.

Sarah had always hated bullies and any form of bullying. It wasn't right to pick on someone because of who, and what, they are or were.

It didn't take long to get to the park that Hope had mentioned and Sarah pulled up by the pavement.

"Stay here," she said to Hope.

Hope nodded.

"Be careful," She said.

"Hey," Sarah said, smiling gently. "I didn't learn Jiu Jitsu for nothing. I can look after myself."

Sarah got out and started walking towards the playground. She could see who she was looking for. They were the only people around.

"Hey!" Sarah shouted at them, "Which one of you is Natalie?"

A tall and stocky girl turned at the sound of her name and Sarah stormed right up to her.

"I'm going to talk, and you're going to listen," Sarah said.

"Or what?" Natalie asked, an arrogant tone in her voice.

"Drop the tough-guy act," Sarah said. "It doesn't scare me or impress me in the slightest."

"Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?" Natalie spat as she balled her fists in anger.

"I'm the 'ugly virgin's' sister," Sarah said. "You leave her alone or you'll have me to deal with, you understand?"

"Oh yeah?" Natalie growled. "What are you going to do if I don't?"

"You'll get a taste of your own medicine," Sarah said.

"Just beat her up lie we did to her weak and ugly virgin sister," Said the girl behind Natalie.

"You must be Beth," Sarah said. "This warning is for you too. It's for everyone here, for that matter."

"You think we can't take you?" Beth spat.

"Only weaklings gang up on people," Sarah said.

"Oh yeah?" Natalie said, swinging a punch at Sarah.

Sarah side-stepped and grabbed the big girl's fist then spun her around and pushed her arm up her back until it wouldn't go any further without breaking her arm. Natalie cried out in pain.

"I could easily break your arm," Sarah said. "But I'd rather not go to prison for it."

"Well you could still go to prison for what you're doing now," Beth said.

"No," Sarah stated. "She attacked me. This is self defence. And I have a video camera running in my car to prove it."

The last part was a bluff, but it was a bluff that they bought easily. Sarah didn't even have to back her words up in order to convince them.

"Oh, and before I go," Sarah started, "You think my sister is ugly? Take a good, hard look in the mirror. All of you are a lot less attractive than she is."

Sarah pushed Natalie out of her grip and started to walk away.

She was proud of herself for dealing with Hope's bullying problem without hurting anyone badly, much as she wanted to. Just as she was getting to the car, she felt an arm wrap around her neck from behind.

Her training took over and she side-stepped before elbowing her assailant in the gut. After she did that, she grabbed the arm and used her leg to trip them and then pulled them over her shoulder to crash down on their back on the concrete. It was Natalie and her landing had obviously hurt her.

"You just don't learn, do you?" Sarah asked, trying not to laugh. "You won't beat me in a fight. And if you use a group to fight me, you're a coward and a weakling."

Sarah was putting on the tough talk. It wasn't her but she knew when it was time to use it.

"Now go back to your little friends, when you're not to hurt to get up," Sarah said, stepping away. "Leave my sister alone, too, or next time I won't be at all pleasant with you."

With that said, Sarah climbed back into her car and drove away. Hope was staring at her, amazement in her eyes.

"What?" Sarah said, glancing at Hope.

"I thought she had you for sure," Hope said.

"Come on," Sarah said, laughing. "You saw me at the exhibitions that my Jiu Jitsu club put on. You've seen me do that before."

Hope nodded, still amazed.

"Anyway, that should hopefully teach them to leave you alone," Sarah said.

"Thank you," Hope said.

"Thank me later," Sarah said with a wink.

**

Sarah was tending to Hope's bruised face. Her nose was thankfully not broken, the punch had just caused it to bleed badly. The big problem was the bruise on her cheek.

"If mum and dad see this, they're going to go mental," Sarah said.

"Yeah, and they're back in a couple of days, too," Hope said, sadly. "It won't go away in that time."

"All you can do is cover it up as best you can," Sarah said. "Foundation will do for anyone seeing it from a distance. Closer up though and it'll be obvious."

"What shall I day to mum and dad?" Hope asked.

"That you fell down," Sarah said simply. "It's simple and reasonable. Just say you tripped and banged your cheek. They'll believe it."

"What about us?" Hope asked. It was a question Sarah had been considering a solution for already.

"Two options," Sarah said. "One: we stop. Two: we be extremely careful and carry on."

"I don't want to stop," Hope said. "I love it too much."

"I agree," Sarah said. "We'll just have to be careful and quiet then."

Throughout the conversation, Sarah had been gently cleaning up the blood from Hope's face. She took a small ice pack and a gauze pad.

"This is going to be cold," Sarah said, handing them to Hope as she took some medical tape. "Hold them to your cheek, gauze on top."

Hope did so, gritting her teeth from how cold the ice pack was as Sarah taped it in place. Sarah checked that is was secure and nodded, satisfied.

"That'll ease any more swelling," Sarah said. "You're god to go. Dinner time?"

"Yeah, sounds good," Hope replied, smiling.

"What do you want?" Sarah asked.

"You," Hope said, grinning mischievously.

Sarah spanked her butt softly.

"Later," she said. "What do you want for dinner?"

"Lasagne?" Hope asked.

Sarah nodded and got up to go and cook.

"Give me a hand with it?" Sarah called back to Hope.

"Sure," Hope responded and joined her in the kitchen.

They cooked together and ate their lasagne before washing and drying the dishes and sitting down to watch evening TV.

As it got dark, the better shows came on and the sisters settled on an action film about a bank robbery gone wrong. Sarah didn't really pay much attention to it, more interested with softly running her fingers through the hair of Hope, who was laying against her. Just as the film was going off, Hope stretched and stood up.

"I'm going for a shower," she said.

Sarah nodded and settled herself to watch whatever was on next. When Hope left the room, Sarah got up and closed the curtains to stop the glow from the street lamps from lighting the dark room and she sat back down in the glow of the television. Sarah started to doze off, her eyes closing slowly. She could still hear the TV but couldn't follow the sounds to interpret what was actually happening on the screen.

**

Hope got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself before looking in the bathroom mirror at her bare cheek. It was obviously bruised and also slightly swollen. Just thinking back on how and why it had happened made her angry at the two girls that had done it.

"Bitches," she said to herself.

She went to the bedroom and had an idea while she dried her body. She smiled at the daring of it and wrapped the towel around herself again before heading downstairs. When she walked into the living room, she was slightly disappointed to find Sarah asleep on the sofa.

Hope had another idea though, and she thought it was perfect. She shed the towel, letting it fall to the floor and bunch around her feet, leaving her naked. She then walked quietly up to the sofa and knelt on the floor, leaned over Sarah and unzipped her pants as gently and quietly as possible.

Hope knew that Sarah was a fairly heavy sleeper but for caution's sake, she waited a few minutes before gently reaching through the zipper on her sisters pants and carefully puling her soft cock out of her undies and into the open. Hope smiled when Sarah didn't stir and she leaned down to lick the cock that she was holding loosely.

Hope started licking and kissing the soft shaft of the cock she loved so much and grinned when it started to harden in her hand. Without waiting for it to be fully hard, she sucked the tip into her mouth and ran her tongue in circles around it before taking it deeper into her mouth.

Sarah moaned softly in her sleep and stirred slightly to rearrange her position on the couch as Hope sucked her slowly hardening cock.

Hope pulled off and softly stroked the saliva-covered semi-hard cock with her hand before going back to sucking it. She alternated between sucking and stroking her sister's cock to full hardness and then started sucking with a passion. Sarah moaned louder in her sleep as her cock was stimulated by her sisters mouth.

**

Sarah started to wake from the blissful oblivion of sleep and she instantly knew something was different. She couldn't put her finger on it though, she just knew she felt better waking up now than ever before. It didn't take her long to realise what was happening though.

Someone was sucking her cock but through the sleepy haze in her mind, she couldn't instantly think who it might be. A moment later her mind snapped alert and she sat up on the couch to look down on her naked sister giving her a blowjob. Hope's hair was still wet, so Sarah couldn't have been asleep for long.

Sarah cleared her throat and Hope looked up at her and gave the best smile she could considering there was a rock-hard cock in her mouth.

"Best alarm ever," Sarah said with a smile.

"I thought so," Hope said, stroking Sarah's cock slowly and gently. "Care to get some use out of this cock right now?"

"Of course," Sarah said grinning.

Sarah stood up and took off her pants and panties before lifting her top over her head and taking her bra off, discarding her clothes on the floor in a messy pile.

"Sit on the couch, lean back and open your legs," Sarah instructed.

Hope did as she was told and her pussy came into Sarah's view in the light coming from the TV. Sarah's cock throbbed in anticipation as Sarah knelt down in front of the couch and lowered her hed to her sister's pussy.

"I love when you lick my pussy," Hope said.

Sarah didn't say anything. Instead, she responded by licking slowly up Hope's pussy to her clit, circling with her tongue and sucking softly. Hope moaned with pleasure, shivering as her body was stimulated.




Opposites Attract Ch. 02



Sarah grinned and slid her tongue into the folds of Hope's pussy, lapping at the juices that slowly dripped from it and savouring the taste. Hope writhed with pleasure as her pussy was stimulated deeply by her sister's tongue.

But Sarah didn't keep eating her sister's pussy for long. She gave Hope's clit a few quick licks and then licked up her stomach to her breasts. Sarah gave each nipple a quick lick before latching onto one and sucking it as she teased Hope's pussy with the tip of her cock.

As Hope moaned loudly, Sarah slammed her hard cock deep inside her sister, causing Hope's moan to turn into a scream of pleasure. Sarah grinned as she started thrusting hard and fast, too horn to build up to it.

Hope was writhing and squirming with pleasure, her moans filling the living room. Sarah was moaning loudly as well, their moans were mixing erotically with the wet slapping sounds coming from the thrusts of Sarah's cock into Hope's pussy.

After the blowjob it didn't take Sarah long to feel her orgasm building rapidly, which caused her to moan louder between her panting breaths.

"Shit," Sarah said. "I'm going to cum!"

"Fill me up," Hope said. "Fill my wet pussy with your cum!"

Spurred on by Hope's encouragement, Sarah thrust as hard and fast as she could, the sound of her hips slapping rapidly against Hope's ass echoing around the room loudly. Finally, Sarah slammed into Hope and held there as she came hard, shooting her load into her sister's pussy. At the same time, Hope came, her juices squirting out around Sarah's cock and splashing against her belly and thighs.

Sarah collapsed onto the sofa, landing on Hope, her head between Hope's tits.

"That was amazing," Hope said.

Sarah groaned her agreement and slowly pulled her softening cock out of her sister, falling back onto the floor, tired. Hope joined her and cuddled up with her, pulling the towel over to cover them both up.

"I love you, Sarah," Hope said. "As more than just my sister."

"I love you too, Hope," Sarah said, as she dropped slowly back into sleep.



Opposites Attract Ch. 02



He forced himself to stay where he was, his golden eyes narrowed with thought as he swirled the ice around his empty glass. His mind was slowly coming up with a plan, he now knew that both Koen and his wolf wanted him. His wolf wanted him more and he knew that. As much as Koen might protest and run he'd never outrun his 'wolf forever and he just needed to be closer to him until the full moon.

He hoped to get into Koen's bed and to get Koen to fuck him before that, before their wolf selves decided it for them, but if he couldn't then he'd take what he could get. But he needed to be close to Koen for that and he wasn't close enough seeing him the few times he'd already seen him. 

He also hadn't forgotten Rudi, the current mate and nearly snarled as he remembered that one. HE flicked his loose dark hair over his shoulders, his golden eyes gleaming, he wouldn't take no from her. Only Koen and with a smirk he knew that he wasn't likely to get a real, heart felt no from the red haired wolf. So, he needed an idea, a plan to be around him and the only thing he could think of was to get Koen to shake out his alpha self and claim him as a subordinate. Yes that would work. How would I do that? How do I get Koen to declare himself my alpha? Raul asked himself ignoring a black man's attempt to hit on him as he sought the answer in his empty glass as he set it down and left the nightclub. 

He didn't live far away from the nightclub so he just walked towards his apartment as he pondered his problem. He knew Koen and his band were playing in his pub the following night. So he had to do it then, as the full moon was only three weeks away being that they'd just had one. The only way he could think to get what he wanted was through a challenge. But he hadn't seen any other 'wolves around for him to get into a fight with. Raul tightened his will and his lips he would find a way, he would, his wolf was with him on this. They had to get their mate.



Opposites Attract Ch. 03



KOEN

"Looking good Koen." Rudi's voice crooned in his ear as she wrapped her arms around him from behind.

Koen shot her a smug look through the mirror they were looking at. His mirrored image didn't look too bad the tight black shirt he was wearing clung to his lean, muscled chest, shoulders and flat stomach showing a hit of his six pack abs. The shirt was short enough and tight enough that it showed off his biceps and the start of the his black and red barbwire tattoo circling his upper left bicep. His tight black jeans clung to his long, muscled legs and high, round arse. This time he'd left his necklace outside his shirt, the white wolf teeth standing out against his black t-shirt, his usual white wolf claw earring swinging gently against his neck. He'd slipped his wolf head ring onto his thumb it's red ruby eyes gleaming, the last gift his father had given him as eldest son of their pack.

"Better not get hard in those pants my stud. The entire world will know who your pointing at." Rudi teased him as she squeezed the crotch in question as she ran her free hand through his loose dark red hair. "You should really let me put a tiny bit of eyeliner on you, it'd bring out your wolf eyes so much better."

Koen frowned at her. "I'm not a fairy." He scowled at her as he pulled away from her stalking over to his bed and sitting on it to pull on his heavy leather boots, the type motorcyclists wore. 

A sharp, loud wolf whistle brought his attention to the door of his bedroom to see Mark decked out in his usual tight jeans. He was bare chested showing off a nicely tanned and muscled upper body, his tanned flesh was hairless and the thick gold chain he was wearing around his neck gleamed against his pecs. Mark's short, peroxide white blonde hair was spiked up and unlike Koen his blue eyes were outlined by subtle, barely there eyeliner. Just enough that his dark blue eyes really stood out.

"Whoo Koen! Who are you trying to impress tonight?" Mark teased coming over to playfully squeeze his tightly clothed bicep, the black leather creaking. Koen pushed him away with a grin twitching at his mouth. Nobody could be annoyed for long under Mark's sunny, playful grin.

"I could ask you the same question but you always look like a fairy anyway." Koen retorted with a playful grin of his own. His taunt wasn't exactly true, Mark might be gay but he wasn't one of the many effeminate types, but he did usually look good and usually only wore the eye make-up for their gigs.

Mark sneered giving Koen a disapproving, slow look up and down his body as if what he was wearing wasn't hot. "What can I say, not all of us like to dress up as the slob of the year. I have my standards doncha know?" Mark said haughtily, voice very feminine sounding as he sniffed at him, deliberately playing the fairy for Koen.

Koen shrugged. "What do I care?" He grunted with a wink as he got his leather jacket from out of the closest and slid it on as he got his wallet and keys.

"Are the others here yet?" Koen asked as Rudi squirted him with his cologne. The band usually met up at Mark and Koen's inner city flat before any gigs to talk, relax and discuss anything before they set out for the gig site they were playing at. Koen had two properties, splitting his time between the inner city flat and his other house out on the outskirts of the city. He needed to be in the city to handle the business side of their band but he needed his space at the same time so he'd compromised. 

Mark nodded as he finished the beer he was drinking. "Yep, all here and accounted for. They, of corse, weren't counting on you being a woman and taking your usual day and half to get ready. They arrived late after all."

"He likes to call me a fairy." Mark could be heard muttering in a disgusted tone to Rudi.

Koen shook his head and slapped the back of Mark's head hard as he walked past him and out the door of his bedroom ignoring Mark and Rudi's laughter. So what if he took a little time to get ready, he liked to look good, there was nothing wrong with that!.


"Koen." Was Lew's greeting accompanied by a nod as he slumped on the couch in their small living room sipping at a beer as he watched the evening news. Lew's dark hair and eyes, olive skin and sharp features were brought out by his black leather pants and tight black t.shirt with the words Fuck You in bold, red lettering on the front and back. Koen nodded to him as he made his way to the kitchen to fetch himself a beer of his own and passed Fina who was returning with a glass of the screwdrivers she favored.

"Looking good." She said to him with a leer as she passed him taking the liberty of pinching his arse on her way past. 

Fina's raven black hair was streaked liberally with red, purple and blue today and her hair, along with her slanting dark eyes revealed her half Japanese ancestry. Her slim, curvy figure was being showed off by her high black boots, short red skirt and tight black t-shirt. The bold yellow words "If You've Been a Bad Boy Go to My Room." had Koen grinning as he got the beer he wanted and returned to the lounge with his friends and band members.

RAUL

Raul's manager had given him an early break in anticipation of the large crowd that usually arrived on Saturday nights to hear the bands play. He was outside, a glass of coke in one hand as he leaned against the back wall of the pub keeping a workmate company as she smoked. His 'wolf was protesting at the smell of the cigarette smoke, their kind didn't like toxic fumes, living in a city the size of London was at times torture for them both. Looking at his watch he noticed that Koen and his band were late. On the heels of his thoughts a saw a bright blue van appear as it streaked around the corner of the street and sped towards him. Raul grinned as the van screeched to a halt, all but lurching forward another meter or so at the abrupt stop as the engine protested it as well. 

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He heard Koen growling at Mark as the front passenger door opened to allow Koen's tall, lean figure to swing down to the ground. The side door opened to allow Lew and Fina to get out, Fina was grinning no doubt thrilled by the fast, maniacal joy ride across London. Lew scowled as always, Raul couldn't honesty tell if he was as annoyed as Koen with Mark's driving since it was his usual expression.

"Your the one that said we were late, so I attempted to make us not as late as we were going to be." Raul heard Mark defend himself with a laugh as the blonde got out of the van and came around the van. Koen flipped Mark off and headed for the open back van door to start hauling out the band's gear, slinging some of it over his shoulders, taking more in his arms. Lew and Fina each picked up their share of gear and were following Koen as he disappeared into the pub. Raul felt that he was nearly drooling like a dog as he saw the way Koen was dressed, he was always hot, but tonight he appeared to have gone all out for a change. 

"Hi Raul, whatcha doing out here?" Mark greeted him as he came over to say hello, his Irish lilt charming as always.

"Having a break before you lot turn my good, quiet pub into a mad house." Raul replied with a smile. "I see your doing your best to drive Koen crazy tonight." He teased him, Megan, his co-worker giggled at the playful banter between the two of them.

Mark grinned at him widening his dark blue eyes innocently. "I'd never do that. Everybody knows my driving is in a class of it's own." 

Raul grinned back. "Oh really? Is that so?"

"Hey Mark! Get your lazy butt over here now! Stop flirting with Raul and do some damned work." Koen yelled as he was returning to the van for another load of gear.

Mark sighed and rolled his eyes, pouting. "You don't allow me any fun at all Koen. Your a slave driver." He complained as he headed for the van to grab some gear.

"Hey Raul." Koen shot him a smile as he walked past with his second load of gear causing Raul to swear he felt his heart actually flutter and jerk in his chest as he got his usual whiff of his smell and the sound of that deep Welsh accented voice. His cock twitched in his jeans pointing out to him as it always did that it wanted Koen too. He was tempted to drool again as his eyes locked on Koen's tight, round ass in his equally tight jeans and the sight of his leather jacket pulled taut across his broad shoulders and muscled back. 

"Ya know you should really do something, those looks you send after him make me hot and I'm just a bystander to it." Mark leaned in to whisper in Raul's ear as he passed him with his load of gear causing Raul to flush a bit, Mark winked at him slyly over his shoulder. He thought he was past blushing and couldn't actually remember the last time he'd blushed for the life of him, but he sure felt the hot colour rise up his neck into his cheeks. 

"He's right you know. If you don't eat that boy up, I certainly wouldn't mind." Megan comment with a sigh, fanning her face comically as she looked after the mahogany haired Koen.

Raul shot her a look out of the corner of his eye feeling a smile tugging at his lips, as he indicated Rudi who'd arrived in her own car due to the lack of room in the van. Rudi had parked and was hurrying to follow the others into the pub, shooting Raul a sneer as she passed him,. "He's got a girlfriend or believe me I would."

Megan snorted tossing the last of her cigarette on the ground and grinding it out with the toe of her shoe. "Wouldn't stop me darlin'." She said shooting him a sly wink of her own as she walked back into the staff entrance of the pub. 

With a shake of his head Raul followed her back into the pub to resume his shift.

Raul didn't get another break till Koen's band had finished playing and were starting to pack up their instruments to give the next band the small stage. As always the crowd had gone nuts loving Koen and his band, their choice of songs, a mixture of rock and heavy metal covers and songs of their own always excited and pleased the crowd. Raul was as big a fan as anybody else in that audience and had gasped along with everybody else when Koen had ripped his shirt off and done the last two songs bare chested. Raul's cock, still at full erection and throbbing painfully in the tight constriction of his jeans still remembered the shifting muscles and smooth pale skin of Koen's upper body. He'd felt jealous of Koen's long hair brushing against his bare shoulders and back. The dark shade of red looked black in most lights but under the fierce stage lighting had appeared vivid, blood red, the colour contrasting with his pale skin and pale eyes. He wasn't a body builder by any stretch of the word, but his muscles were defined and toned and his tattoos seemed starker by contrast. Raul found himself particularly fascinated by the top a black wolf's heard raised to howl that he could see appearing over the top of Koen's jeans, low on right side of his stomach. He wondered how far down the rest of the wolf went. 

Raul used his break to hurry over and have an excuse to talk to Koen as they worked at carefully packing away their gear. To Raul's disappointment Koen had put his tight black shirt back on. 

"Koen! Great performance man!" Raul greeted him as he came up to him and slipped an arm around those broad shoulders he loved, giving him a one armed guy hug. 

Koen grinned at him. "Good to hear we've got another loyal fan."

Raul grinned back reluctantly releasing Koen, hoping it wasn't really obvious. "Well, you were okay for tonight. I'm sure there are better bands then yours. But I just haven't heard them yet." Raul teased.

"Whoo! That was cold!" Mark commented laughingly as he broke of his conversation with a cute blonde kid who looked about nineteen, the kid was at every gig they played, obviously a bit of a groupie where Mark was concerned. Something that Mark ate up. 

Koen smirked at Raul and grabbed him wrestling him into a head lock so he could pinch and twist his ear hard. Raul squirmed and glared at Koen trying to free his ear and trying not to show how much he was enjoying the touching and being that close to Koen's body. The addition of healthy sweat to Koen's mix of smells was exciting him too. Raul managed to squirm enough to free an arm and used it to pinch Koen's nipple hard. Raul hoped to get Koen to release him before he felt his erection digging into his stomach.

"I think your both beaten there, truce i'd say." Mark said when he'd managed to catch his breath, he hadn't been able to stop laughing at the absurd display the pair of them were putting on. 

KOEN

Koen smirked refusing to wince at Raul's hard, pinching fingers and finding he liked having Raul's body under his control. His 'wolf liked it too from the satisfied growl he felt inside of him. His 'wolf began urging him to mark or fuck Raul now he had him under his power and control, they could both feel Raul's erection, Raul's obvious desire egging them both on, but Koen ignored it. Managing for now to wrestle his wolf's desires and his own down for now. Mark's comment earned him a side long amused glance as Koen released Raul ignoring the disappointed whimper from his wolf. Now they both couldn't feel Raul's body against him or control him. As he released him Raul let go of Koen's nipple much to his relief so he released the ear he was holding tightly between his own fingers.

"We are well matched it would seem." Koen taunted Raul his smirk still there.

Raul smirked back at him, arching an eyebrow. "Apparently." Was all he said the knowing glint in his eyes letting Koen know he'd felt his erection too.

"Koen honey!" Rudi called excitedly as she made her way towards him wrapping her arms around Koen's lean waist and hugging him tightly as she kissed him. "Is that for me?" She whispered in his ear as she broke the kiss, leaning against the erection she cold feel in Koen's jeans.

Koen merely smiled enigmatically at her as he pulled back slightly to look down at her. Turning his attention to his girlfriend meant that Koen missed the dark, almost angry look that fleetingly crossed Raul's face. Koen even missed the hard, triumphant look Rudi flashed Raul over Koen's shoulder. Only Mark seemed to notice and was giving Raul a sympathetic look as he'd gone back to his conversation with Vincent, his nineteen year old fan and an older black guy who'd come up to talk and flirt with him. Koen also didn't notice Raul disappearing back in the direction of the bar.

"I was so proud of you up there. You looked so hot and everybody loved you." Rudi continued to say, her beaming smile expressing that pride and pleasure. 

"Let's go get a drink guys." Fina called as she stowed away the last piece of gear and began picking things up for the trek back to the van. "After we get this all in the van of corse."

Koen pulled away from Rudi and nodded. "Alright, sounds good. I'm dry as a camel in the Sahara at the moment." He agreed as he began picking up gear. "Where did Raul go?" He asked curiously looking around realising that his friend was missing.

Mark gave him a droll look. "He does have to work."

Koen shrugged not overly concerned as he picked up his own share of gear and began ferrying it all into Mark's van, Mark, Fina, Rudi and Lew all helping to get the job done so they could all celebrate a bit.



Opposites Attract Ch. 03



As soon as the clan meeting ended Noah rushed to Matt's house as fast as his bulky form would carry him through the woods. He arrived at the glass door of the house. It was two a.m. Noah didn't think Matt would be awake, he said he kept normal human hours. He scratched at the door and received no answer.

{Matt! Are you there?} He looked up at the window but there was no answer. He growled and looked around before barking and howling.

{This better wake you up, I feel stupid.} He thought out loud. There was still no movement or light from the house. He snarled and backed up before climbing up the wall. The window was closed but he could see Matt inside, sleeping. He was completely naked in his bed and in the hot night he had kicked the sheets away from his body. His flaccid cock rested on his thigh. Noah hesitated before deciding this was to important to wait until morning. He clawed at the window and Matt shifted in bed. Rolling so Noah got a good view of his ass. Noah swallowed and grimaced

{You're killing me here Matty.} Noah said. {MATT!} He shouted, aiming his thoughts directly at Matt. Matt jumped up and grabbed the sheet to cover himself with. He looked around and saw nothing but shook it off and started crawling into bed. Noah's paws were slipping, he didn't dig his claws in due to the holes he had caused last time.

{Matt, window!} He said as he struggled to stay attached to the wall. Matt looked at the window and saw Noah. He slipped on a pair of boxers out of view of Noah and jogged over to the window. He opened it just as Noah fell and grabbed his arm in time. He lifted Noah into the room with one hand and Noah was surprised at his strength. He knew vampires were strong, but he easily weighed five hundred pounds in his wolf form. All of it muscle. His tail alone weighed more than Matt would.

"Are you alright?" Matt asked once Noah was inside. Noah shifted into his human form. A stunning contrast to his wolf form he was only five six and 125 lbs. 

"Fine..." Noah couldn't get the image of Matt's large cock out of his mind. He was easily larger soft than Noah was hard. Then he remembered why he came. 

"No, not fine. We just had a pack meeting, we are in some trouble." Noah said and sat down on the bed. 

"Okay just hold on. Let me get pants." Matt said. Noah giggled and Matt walked into the bathroom to change. Noah thought it was funny how he was now shy. He waited while Matt got dressed and hesitated before taking the pillow Matt had been laying on and inhaled deeply. He could smell Matt's shampoo and his own manly smell. It sent shivers up his spine but he put it down before Matt caught him. 

"Okay, so what is the problem?" Matt asked as he sat next to Noah.

"My pack. They've decided your kind are to dangerous. They want revenge and to show that we aren't weak." Noah said. "They're going to declare war." 

"What?!" Matt stood up and started pacing.

"Matt this isn't good. If they declare war....we cant be friends anymore. Not to mention we would have to kill each other." Noah shrugged miserably.

"That's not going to happen." Matt sat back down and put his hand on the back of Noah's head and touched their foreheads together. They stared into each others eyes for a long while before Noah caved and fell into Matt's chest. The two embraced and Matt pressed a loving kiss to Noah's lips. Noah knew Matt was his mate then. Electricity shocked through his body and he was instantly hard. It was the same as when they had kissed on the couch, but only strong. Because now it was about love. Not sex. Matt looked at him and he knew he felt it too, but neither of them said anything. It wasn't time for confessing their love. It was time to make a plan.

"I'm not to worried about you, you have a strong clan. They will protect you." Noah said, he still didn't want their people to fight.

"You don't understand, Noah. My clan doesn't live in this town. They came only to kill your pack, and scare off those they didn't." Matt said. "I'm alone here." 

"What? Oh Jesus this is even worse." Noah pulled away from Matt and put his head in his hands. Matt rubbed soothing circles on his back.

"We will work this out, Noah." Matt reassured him. "Trust me." Matt smiled. Noah looked up at him and gave a weak smile back. The two shared another short kiss before Noah stood.

"We have to do something." Noah said as he paced uneasily.

"We could tell them about us. Maybe that will make them understand that our kind don't have to fight." Matt said.

"No, my kind cherish love but I don't think they will take kindly to you." Noah said and looked at Matt with sorrow filled eyes. Matt stood and hugged him lovingly.

"It will be okay." He repeated it a few times.

They spent the rest of the early early morning trying to think of a plan. Noah knew wolves could get impatient fast and it wouldn't be long until they were breaking through Matt's door.

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Before they knew it, the sun was up and Matt hissed, baring his fangs, as unexpected sunlight poured through the window. He threw himself over the bed and into the corner to hide from the burning light. Noah quickly covered the window.

"I'll go make sure the rest of the house is shut up. Then we can have breakfast?" Noah asked. Matt nodded and stood from the corner. He watched Noah's tight ass leave his room and sighed. He could see the love in Noah's eyes and wanted nothing more to tell him that he loved him.

When he heard Noah call out to him he walked downstairs and poured himself a cup of blood before shoving it in the microwave. 

"Thats nasty." Noah wrinkled his nose.

"Tell me about it." Matt growled looking at the bag of blood. "Stupid cheap preserved shit." He growled. Noah laughed and Matt realized he was talking about blood in general. He smiled showing his pointed fangs and laughed with Noah. Soon they were going about their business in Matt's large, but little used, kitchen. Noah found some ham and eggs in the fridge and began making the two of them breakfast. Soon he was humming, and humming turned to whistling, which turned into singing. Matt was impressed by Noah's beautiful singing voice. But he didn't recognize the lyrics to the song.

" I remember." Noah sang. He repeated the line a few times, filling it with more sorrow and pain as it went. Soon Matt stopped what he was doing and just watched and listened to the smooth voice. When he finished Noah opened his eyes and realized Matt was listening and blushed.

"What song was that?" Matt asked. Noah blushed harder.

"It's uh, Night Surgeon. From Repo! The genetic opera." He said.

"Oh yeah, doesn't that one guy sing it? From Buffy The Vampire Slayer." 

"You watch Buffy?" Noah raised an eyebrow. This time it was Matt's turn to blush.

"I had a thing for Angel." Matt shrugged.

"Psh, who didn't?" Noah laughed and soon the two were laughing so hard tears fell from their eyes. Noah only calmed down once he smelled burning ham. He quickly flipped it and Matt went back to making toast while sipping blood. 

"So do all vampires drink bagged stuff?" Noah asked. 

"No, most of us still drink from humans, I just never felt right doing it." Matt shrugged. 

"Cuz my boy does have a heart. Even if its not beating." Noah smiled and put a hand on Matt's chest. "So will you just drink that stuff forever?" Noah asked.

"Well, when I find a mate. I would drink from them." Matt said. He turned back to buttering toast, trying not to make eye contact with Noah. 

"Oh..." Noah swallowed and tried to think of what it would be like to have Matt feed from him. He wondered if it would hurt.

Noah was glad they had a moment where the impending doom wasn't hovering over their heads. But soon his mind was clouded with worries and plans that would never work. 

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Matt and Noah didn't see each other for several more days. Noah was busy with his pack, planning the unwanted battle, and Matt could only sit and wait. Noah was furious when Bane had picked someone else to search the town for remaining vampires. He wasn't surprised when the scout came back reporting only one vampire. The pack grew excited, an easy one to pick off. 

When his pack would make a plan or strategy, Noah would commit it to memory and made notes at home to tell Matt how to prepare. Other then that the two had no idea. Matt refused to run, and Noah refused to tell his pack about their relationship.

The a week after the pack had decided on a war, Noah returned to Matt's house with detailed information about the attack. The two sat silently for a moment before Noah spoke.

"Matt you have to call your clan." He said. Matt looked at him like he was crazy.

"What? Are you insane? If I call them then our people we go at it and it will be awful." Matt said.

"But at least it wont be man-slaughter." Noah said. Tears fell from his eyes and he collapsed. Matt scooped him into his arms. 

"It will be fine, Noah. I will be fine." He said, while rubbing Noah's back.

"But what if its not. You're underestimating my pack. They wont hesitate when it comes to killing you." Noah yelled. He stood and paced the floor.

"And you're underestimating my clan. If I call them, they will all come down here. More than last time probably. They will sniff out every last one of you and destroy you. I cant let that happen." Matt yelled back. He didn't know how they got into a fight but they had.

"Better me then you!" Noah shouted.

"You really are insane if you think that." Matt said and hugged him. He didn't want to fight. But Noah pushed him away.

"Call you're clan god damn it." He shouted. Matt thought for a moment and realized Noah was right. If they had any chance of surviving the odds would have to be even. 

"But..." 

"Now." Noah growled. And there was no arguing with him.

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Nira jumped down and hugged Matt. 

"We are going to give those mutts hell." An evil smile spread across her fast. The others arrived over the course of a few days. He missed spending his days with Noah. Kissing and touching gently. They teased each other constantly with the fleeting moments of loving touches. Noah would often sing. Usually a song from Repo! Or Dr. Horrible's sing a long blog. Matt loved his peculiar taste in music. He knew Noah was a fan of musicals and would often sit through them just for him. He loved when Noah would begin singing a long with the movie. Word for word.

Nira's typical daggers hung from her sides and she unsheathed one and played with the sharp blade. The rest of his clan was sitting in his large living room. Matt made sure to scrub every inch of the house before scrubbing it over with dirty clothes and sheets of his. It would have been obvious that a lycan had been in the house. Noah's scent was everywhere. Matt missed it but figured it was necessary. Noah had assured him, when they had last met, that he would think of something to stop the fight. 

"So how many of the flea ridden mutts are left?" Ebon asked. 

"All of the ones we didn't kill." Matt growled. He couldn't stand to be around his own people anymore. Every time they said something horrible about one of his loves species he felt like ripping them in half. Noah didn't know the exact date of the battle but he said no doubt it would be soon.

"Stupid animals will learn to run, next time." Ebon laughed.

"There wont be a next time." Nira grinned. The rest of his clan laughed and a few high fived each other. 

Matt swallowed. He wondered if he could track Noah's scent to his home. He had committed the scent to memory long ago and was sure he could. He decided he would wait until his friends and family were asleep before sneaking off to find Noah.

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Noah paced the living room. He looked out through a window in the direction of Matt's house. He hoped he would be ok. The rest of his pack lounged around his house, eating food or sleeping. Some talked quietly others loudly. It was far to cold tonight, even for his kind, and his house was the closest to their usual meeting spot. Bane walked up and put a hand on his shoulder.

"You're worried about something." It wasn't a question.

"No, I'm fine." Noah lied.

"It has something to do with the vampires doesn't it." Bane said. Noah looked at him eyes wide. Did he know about Matt.

"The fight will be fine, Noah. Our pack is stronger then a single bloodsucker." Bane smiled. Noah cursed asking Matt to call his clan. Now his people were walking into something they weren't prepared for. Most of his pack left after the meeting. Some stayed and fell asleep. Some continued to talk quietly. But no one paid any attention to Noah as he slipped out.

'I just have to see Matt.' He thought to himself. 'Just for a moment.' He shifted and darted off quietly into the woods.

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Matt shut the sliding glass door quietly and as he tiptoed and turned around to head off into the woods to trace Noah he ran smack into the large wolf. He let out a 'oof' and landed on his ass. Noah was definitely a solid creature. Noah stood and reached out a clawed hand. Matt accepted it and Noah pulled him up. He was surprised by the strength in the furred arms. 

{What are you doing?} Noah whispered in his mind. 

"Going out to find you." Matt looked up at the dark house. "Come on." He held his finger to his lips and pointed out the house. He tiptoed out towards the woods. Noah followed him on all fours, careful not to make a sound. When Matt felt they were a safe distance away, he stopped and turned to hug Noah. Noah felt a surge of joy. He was glad Matt wasn't disgusted by his wolf form. Matt smiled at him, showing his fangs, and Noah perked up his ears and wagged his tail a bit. Matt snickered and sat down on the ground. Noah shivered and it was easy to see his breath in the freezing air. Matt however seemed unaffected. Noah growled.

{damn you dead people.} He said. Matt chuckled and pet Noah like a dog on his head. Noah didn't mind the touch and leaned into it like a cat starving for attention.

"How goes things on your side?" Matt asked.

{Bad, they don't know about you're clan coming, and I cant tell them without seeming suspicious.} Noah whimpered. 

"It will work out." Matt said.

{We keep saying that but I don't see how.} Noah looked at the ground. He wrapped his tail around his paws to try and keep them warm. 

"It just will." Matt said and pushed Noah's shoulder. Noah used his paw to push him back, but harder. Matt shoved him playfully and Noah pounced on him. Pinning him to the ground. 

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Nira heard the sliding door close quietly. She rose from her spot on the couch and saw her brothers and sisters were sleeping quietly. She went around the house to the sliding glass door and saw Matt walking into the woods with a large wolf following him quietly. She gasped. 

'That mutt is going to attack him while he is alone!' She thought she quickly grabbed her daggers and slipped on the belt that held them. Before sneaking off to help Matt. She didn't know why he was sneaking out in the first place and didn't want to wake the others until she knew what he was doing. 

She followed them into the woods and stopped when she heard rustling. She hid behind a tree and watched. Matt was on the ground. The wolf had him pinned to the ground by his shoulders. Its paws with its long claws were on his shoulders. He growled and his ears laid back against his head. Nira grabbed her daggers and prepared to strike.

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"Watch out for the big bad wolf, Matty." Noah growled sarcastically and laid his ears against his head like an angry dog. Matt feigned fear. He saw Noah's ears twitch behind him a moment before Nira struck, daggers in hand. She lunged for Noah's eyes as he turned to watch her. He moved barely in time and she rolled to strike again. Noah stood on his back legs and roared in anger. Nira landed a solid blow against his bottom jaw. He fell and landed hard on his back. Nira went for his eyes again and Noah wrapped his tail around her wrist and held the dagger back. Nira used both hands to try and push the dagger down but his tail was far stronger then her small arms.

Matt was stunned by the sudden attack. He saw the muscle in Noah's tail flex as he held back the dagger. He used his back leg to kick Nira in the chest, sending her backwards. He rolled so he was back on all fours and growled low. A look came across his face and he covered his teeth before silencing the growl. He began backing up slowly. Nira picked up a dropped dagger and lunged again. Matt realized Noah was trying not to fight, only defending himself. Matt couldn't do anything or he would give their relationship away.

Nira's attacks were fast and unrelenting. Soon Noah couldn't defend himself any longer and instead dodged an attack by swinging under her arm, continuing to spin and swing his tail around. Nira jumped over it, and the tree she had been standing next to split where Noah's tail had struck. He growled again but Matt recognized it as an annoyed growl. He didn't want to fight but had no choice. He stole a glance at Matt but Matt didn't know what to do. Nira took the moment to drive a dagger into his left back leg. Noah howled in agony. Smoke rose from the wound and Matt remembered it was a silver dagger. 

Noah stumbled backwards and pulled the knife out. He hissed and growled before turning and running as best he could into the woods. Nira grinned at the retreating figure.

"I'll go chase it down." She said and picked up her daggers, one covered in the blood of his lover.

"Wait." Matt said. She stopped and looked at him. He had to think fast.

"Let him go. Maybe he will scare off some of his pack, make them see that we aren't playing around." Matt said. She grinned and sheathed her daggers.

"You were always the smart one, brother." She gave him a hand up and he looked in the direction that Noah left.

"Don't worry, he isn't coming back." Nira said.

'That's what I'm afraid of.' He thought to himself.

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Noah hobbled as fast as he could until he was sure the vampire hadn't followed him. He examined the wound on his leg before deciding that he would be alright. He briefly wondered if Matt had set him up.

'No, Matt would never do that. He loves me.' He reminded himself. He was proved right when Matt walked through a dense patch of trees and ran over to him.

"Are you alright?" He asked and put a hand on Noah's leg. Noah nodded.

{How did she find us? And how did you get back out there?} Noah asked.

"I told her I was fine and I had to go finish what I came out here for." Matt shrugged.

{And she just let you go? What did you tell her you had to do?} Noah cocked his head to the side.

"I... uh I told her that I had to go jack off." Matt blushed. Noah laughed bitterly. His leg hurt to bad to get the giggles now.

{That vampire, she had daggers.} Noah said.

"Yeah she was playing pin the dagger on the werewolf. I'm glad you noticed." Matt laughed. Noah glared at him.

"Lycan, sorry sorry." He held his hands up in the air.

{My brother was killed by a vampire with daggers.} Noah said bitterly. There was an awkward silence.

"She's my sister." Matt said. Noah looked at him surprised. "Thank you for not hurting her." Matt said.

{She's just lucky my tail missed. It usually doesn't.} Noah stood {I should get back to my pack, they know how to treat silver wounds and this gives me the perfect excuse to tell them about the rest of you're clan.} Noah said. He stood and walked with only three legs, keeping the other one off the ground.

"okay, I don't think I can get away again. I don't know when we could see each other next." Matt said, he looked incredibly sad and worried.

{don't worry, we will be fine.} Noah repeated Matt's own words from earlier.




Opposites Attract Ch. 03



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Noah arrived back with his pack and found they were still sleeping. He made a big deal out of howling and making noise as he hobbled in. It wasn't long before one of the younger pack members woke up.

{Noah? Are you alright?} The smaller one looked at his leg and his eyes widened.

{I was attacked, the vampire has called in his brood. He must have known we were going to attack.} Noah gasped, exaggerating his pain. The young ones eyes widened further.

{I'll find Bane.} He said and began searching various sleeping wolves and people for Bane's comforting form. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

"You really had to go all the way out there just to... you know. You couldn't have just used a bathroom or something?" Nira asked. It was the first time Matt had seen her blush and look uncomfortable. Nira was confident and arrogant, not uncomfortable and embarrassed. 

"You know how good our hearing is. You and everyone else would have heard me." Matt said. Nira rubbed her forehead.

"You're lucky I came along before that dog could touch you." She shook her finger in his face like a mother from the 50's 

'I was really hoping he would touch me.' Matt growled in his head. He had been rock hard when Noah had been on top of him. That problem was quickly solved when Nira stuck a knife in his lovers leg. Matt had never been turned on while having a bigger guy on top of him. He felt so comfortable with Noah that they didn't have a need for submissive and dominant titles. He wanted to hold Noah. He was tired of hiding from his family and friends. He wanted the fighting to stop and everyone to just get along. He wanted Noah.

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"We must attack them now! What if more of them come?" A large lycan from the back slammed his fist down on the table. 

"Calm down, Greg." Bane said calmly. Noah had to hold back a laugh. Who named a lycan Greg?

"First off, Noah are you alright?" Bane asked him. Noah nodded silently. He didn't trust his voice, he was worried that any second he would scream about his love for a vampire.

"Good, Now. I agree, we cant wait much longer. We don't know how many more are on the way. " Bane said. A few loud protests were heard but most nodded in agreement. Noah was glad he wasn't the only one he didn't want to go to war. 

"We should talk to them. They don't need a war and neither do we. Both of our species are dying, how many of us do you think are left in the world? The humans don't even know we exist." One pack member said. Several more joined in, nodding heads. It seemed the pack had split into two separate groups, ones who wanted war, and ones who didn't.

"I agree with them, Bane. We don't need war." Noah shook his head. Bane's hard face showed no remorse.

"They must die, Noah. You of all people should think that." Bane said.

"What, why?" Noah questioned. Bane shook his head and sighed.

"Nothing, Get some sleep everyone." He said and walked out of the room. Noah waited a moment and looked around and the uneasy pack members before following Bane outside.

"What did you mean by that?" Noah said. Bane turned to face him.

" Your mother was killed by a vampire, as was your father, and your brother. You, of all of us, should hate them the most." Bane said.

" Things were different then. I'm two hundred years old, Bane. And, I'm still young." Noah said.

"Yeah, and Vampires live a hell of a lot longer then us. For all you know your little leech friend could be the one who killed Aldaris and the rest of your family." Bane snapped. Silence passed between them.

"You knew?" Noah said quietly.

"Yes, it wasn't hard to figure out, most of the pack members are to young to recognize a vampires scent. Its all over you." Bane hissed. Noah swallowed. What would happen now?

"What are you going to do?" Noah asked. Bane stared at him silently.

"They're our enemies, Noah." He said as if Noah should know what he was going to do.

"I love him." Noah whispered. Bane sighed.

"That doesn't matter." He said and began walking off again.

"It does matter! I claim him as my mate, as does he!" Noah cried.

"You cant mate with one of those THINGS!" Bane shouted back, pointing in the direction of Matt's home.

"What the hell?" Noah heard a voice from behind him. A few other pack members stood listening, but a younger one had spoken.

"Good, maybe the rest of the pack can talk some sense into you." Bane said, as the rest of the back gathered outside.

"Go on, tell them." Bane muttered.

"I have found a mate." Noah said, bitterly. He didn't move his eyes from Bane. Several of the pack members clapped and cheered. Some clapped a hand on his shoulder and several 'Congrats' were heard.

"He's a vampire." Noah said quietly. All stopped talking and only stared. 

"But I love him. They're not what we all think they're like!" Noah finally turned to face the rest of the pack.

"They aren't murderers, and they don't kill humans!" Noah tried to plead Matt's case. Several of the pack members just stared quietly, not sure what to think.

"The rule is that any mate is accepted into the pack unless he or she commits a crime against said pack, then it is decided if he or she can stay." An elderly woman said from the back.

"He's a vampire, he has killed hundreds of our kind." Another younger male spoke up.

"And we have killed thousands of them!" Noah shouted. That shut them all up and they took a moment to think.

"Yes, I know he's killed our kind. But I've killed his people and he knows it. He still loves me." Noah said. It seemed the pack had split into two sides. One for, and one against, the pair.

"But the rest of his people, even if we did accept him..." An older male spoke up.

"Yes, That's one of our problems. But if we accept him maybe the rest of his pack will realize we are not what they think." Noah said. Some of the pack continued to think, others appeared to have already made up their minds.

"We are a pack, we make decisions together. All for the mating of Noah and This bloodsuck-"

"His name is Matt." Noah growled at Bane.

"... Yes.. Noah and... Matt, Stand over there. All against, over there." Bane gestured with his head. Noah stayed in the center, as he was not allowed to vote, and Bane stayed with him, Pack leaders must stay balanced in all decisions of the pack.

The sides were nearly equal. Most of the younger people were on the agreed, and most of the older members were on the opposed. Staying to their old ways. But there were a few young ones in the opposed and a few older in the agreed, including the elderly woman who had spoken up about the laws.

"It's decided, after counting. The vampire has a chance. ONE chance." Bane clarified. Several of the opposed growled and the approved murmured happily. Noah could feel his tail wanting to sprout and wag.

"He has one chance Noah. We must meet him and speak of the coming war." Bane said. 

"I'm not sure if I can get him away from his clan." Noah worried.

"You must try, or we will forget the meeting and go to war." Bane shrugged. Noah growled, before shifting and running off into the woods.

{Meet us in the clearing, Noah.} Bane said. Noah turned to see him shifted and several other pack members changing.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

Noah crept up to the house and across the open lawn. He attempted to quietly crawl up the wall, but failed miserably. The sound of his claws scratching the walls were loud and annoying. He put his ears back and cursed his claws. Finally he reached the window and peeked inside. Matt slept in his bed and Noah was glad for that, but there were several vampires sleeping on his floor, or in chairs around the room. It would be like walking through a mine field. He cursed and hopped through the window.

The pads on his feet silenced his steps but even the wind changing direction and blowing his scent into the vampires faces would waken them. He padded on all fours, keeping his tail up away from the sleeping creatures, and inched towards matt's bed. Once there he attempted to wake him quietly. He shook him gently and Matt woke up with a start. He put a clawed, furry hand over his mouth and put a finger to his own lips. Matt's eyes widened as he looked around. Noah gestured to the window and Matt shook his head, and made the 'shoo' sign. 

Noah shook his head and pointed at the window again. Matt made a silent sigh and climbed out of bed. Careful to avoid his sleeping friends. Before he knew it he saw Noah trip. He nearly fell backwards over Ebon but used his tail to catch himself. He sat in a bridge position over Ebon and used his inhuman flex ability to bend backwards, bringing his legs up and over the sleeping vampire.

"Nice!" Matt's said, without thinking. He clapped his hands over his mouth and Noah put his hands over Matt's. They looked around and saw that none of the vampires had been disturbed. They removed their hands and Matt mouthed 'sorry' Noah shook his head, his ears back in anger, before jumping out the window. He landed on his back legs silently and looked up at Matt. Matt followed him down, landing with more noise, but uninjured. 

{Stealthy.} Noah hissed. Matt glared and stuck his tongue out. They were almost into the woods before Nira jumped on his back. He yelped in surprise and hoped none of the other vampires had heard him. He rolled and got Nira off of him before pinning her.

"Help-!" She was cut off by a furry paw over her mouth. 

{I'm really getting sick of you!} Noah growled. She glared at him and licked his paw.

{Ew!} He wanted to pull his paw away but kept it plastered to her mouth. She fought and kicked under him but his size was to much for her.

{Matt would you shut her up? We don't have time for this!} Noah looked up at Matt. 

"Nira, quiet! He's a friend." Matt explained in a hushed whisper.

"Frwiend?!" She mumbled under his hand. 

"Yes, now be quiet. You will wake the others and we really cant have that." Matt said. She glared at him but stopped fighting. Matt nodded at Noah and he hesitantly moved off of her. He wiped his paw on the ground, removing the spit she had left there.

{Ew.} He muttered again.

"Matt what the fuck is going on here?" She whispered angrily.

"I don't know, Noah?" Matt looked up at him.

{I don't know how but my pack found out about us. We put it to a vote and they decided that you need a chance, to talk to them. I'm taking you to meet them. This could put a stop to the war, Matt.} Noah said. 

"Wait, what do you about you two? What's going on?" Nira asked, louder.

"Shh!" 

{Shh!} She was silenced.

"What about Nira?" Matt asked.

{ I cant send her back, Matt. She knows about us. If things don't work out she could get you killed.} Noah said.

"She would never do that, Noah." Matt said. 

{I still cant take the chance. She has to come.} Noah said. Matt sighed and began following Noah deeper into the woods. On the way he explained to Nira what had been going on. It was clear she didn't like Noah but she loved Matt more than anything.

"Where are we going, babe?" Matt asked after walking for several minutes.

{We're almost there. It's a clearing my clan meets at for meetings and other business.} Noah explained. After another minute of walking he stood on his back legs and stepped into a clearing.

His entire pack was there They sat on various fallen logs and some sat in the trees. All were in their wolf forms. None of them trusted the vampires, even those who agreed on the mated pair.

{Noah! I said your mate, not all of his friends too!} Bane growled and lolloped over to Noah.

{I'm sorry, she caught us on the way out. It was either this or send her back to their clan to tell all of them.} Noah said. Bane sighed and shook his head. Using one paw to rub his temple, an odd gesture for a wolf.

{The lesser of two evils I suppose.} He sighed and turned, walking back to where he had been sitting before.

{This is Matt. And his sister, Nira.} Noah made a short introduction. Most of the members stayed silent but some bowed their greeting. 

{Bane is the pack leader.} Noah said to Matt. It was clear which one was Bane. He sat on a tree stump, in the center of the clearing. 

"Hey." Matt choked.

"Not gonna lie, this is nerve wracking." Matt laughed uneasily. A few other members chuckled to themselves. 

{Matt. I'm Bane. The pack leader. We are here to determine if you are suited to join our pack. Or if that is even legal...} He added. Noah moved to his spot in the pack and sat, with his tail curled around his paws like a cat.

{You will be fine.} Noah sent Matt a private thought. Matt nodded, in agreement with Bane and Noah. 

{Nira, not going to lie. I don't want you here. But it seems my son made the decision he thought was best.} bane said.

"Son?" matt blurted out. The rest of the pack chuckled.

{You didn't inform him that you are the Alfas' son?} Bane turned to Noah. Who shrugged.

"Thank, babe." Matt said sarcastically. He noticed several younger lycans watching him. It never occurred to him that there would be children here. But he guessed that with everyone here there was no one to watch the children.

{So you wish to be mated to Noah.} Bane said simply. 

"yes, sir." Matt didn't know what else to say.

{Have you ever killed a lycan, Matt?} Bane asked. Matt swallowed.

"Yes, I have." He said quietly. Several of the pack members gasped and mothers pulled their hatchlings closer to their bodies.

{Did you participate in the latest raid on our pack?} Bane asked over the roar of murmuring lycans, it grew quiet again.

"Yes I was." Matt cleared his throat and the pack got louder with protest.

{Did you kill or injure any of our members?} Bane growled.

"I was trying to kill Noah actually..." Matt coughed. Noah chuckled and Bane glared at him.

{Anything else I should know?} Bane sighed.

"Uh, I don't think so..." Matt looked at Noah, making sure there was nothing. Noah cleared his throat.

{His sister killed Aldaris.} Noah said. The entire pack went wild. They spoke in their own tongue and began yelling at each other. They went into a frenzy. Some began growling and the sides were clear. It wasn't looking good for Matt.

"Oh yeah... theres that." Matt rubbed the back of his neck.

{Silence!} Bane growled at his pack. They continued to fight. Bane stood on his hind legs and let out a loud, commanding howl. The pack was silenced.

{I'm ashamed, we are in the presence of guests and all you can do is act like a bunch of animals. All of you, shift, Now! Maybe if you don't look like beasts you wont act like them!} Bane growled. Everyone, including Noah, changed to their human forms. Bane followed and stood, not as a judge, but as a equal in front of Matt.

"I see no reason why you shouldn't be mated to Noah. But its not up to me, this is a matter of the pack. Vote. Opposed on the right, Supported on the left." Bane said, without looking away away from Matt and his sister. Noah stepped forward, next to Bane and turned to watch the pack sort itself out. Again the sides looked even and Bane turned to count them. Matt and Noah looked at each other nervously. 

"It's decided then. Matt, welcome to the pack." Bane smiled. Noah squealed and jumped at Matt. Matt hugged him in a tight embrace and they shared a kiss. 

"Ew." Nira inched away from them.

"Now we must deal with your clan." Bane said seriously.

"Please, Bane. Let me talk to them." Matt said.

"If I take Noah with me maybe they will see how much we care about each other." Bane looked thoughtful for a moment.

"Very well." He nodded. Matt, Noah, and Nira turned to leave. "But Matt." Bane stopped them. "Keep him safe." Bane said quietly. Matt wrapped his arm around Noah's shoulders and hugged him close. He nodded his respect and they left.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

{You did good.} Noah said to Matt, once he had shifted back into his wolf form.

"Thanks, I was nervous." Matt sighed, as they walked back towards his home.

{Well its my turn to be nervous now, you have no idea what its going to be like being in a room full of vampires.} Noah said. Matt looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

{Oh yeah....} Noah laughed and Matt shook his head.

They arrived back at Matt's house and the sun was beginning to rise.

"Come on, we need to get in fast." The three ran full speed towards the house and made it just in time. Nira and Matt inched away from the light but Noah stayed outside.

{Maybe I should just stay out here.} After thinking about it Matt nodded.

"Maybe that would be best..." Matt disappeared inside and Nira and Noah were left alone.

"I didn't know that was your brother...." Nira said awkwardly. Noah said nothing.

"If I had.... I mean if I had know you.... Shit..." She muttered. Sounds of an argument were heard inside and Matt was thrown against a wall. Nira disappeared deeper inside the house and Noah sat at the door trying to see around the corner. Matt smiled at him before he turned back to the obvious problem inside.

After a moment a young female vampire came to the doorway. She kept her toes at the blinding morning sun and just looked at Noah.

"I'm Amy." She said and smiled. "I always thought all the fighting our people did was stupid." She giggled. Noah shook his shaggy fur and gave, what sounded like, a hyenas chuckle. 

{Wish I could say the same.} He growled. Amy shifted uncomfortably.

"I'm glad Matt found someone. He was always so lonely." Amy said. A hiss was heard from inside the house. Noah turned his head like a confused dog.

{Are you sure everything is alright in there?} Noah tried to peek around the door.

"Yeah, Ebon is just pissed off. Matt can handle him no problem." Amy smiled. The sound of splintering wood was heard from inside the house.

{There goes the table.} Noah chuckled. Amy looked back into the house. Suddenly the large man Noah had seen the first night he scoped out Matt's house, came out and lunged for Noah. Noah stepped back casually and the vampire stumbled slightly, putting his hand into the sunlight. His head sizzled and blistered before he cried out and pulled it back. He hissed and held his hand to his chest. Matt came out, hair tussled and out of breath. 

{Can you really be out of breath if you don't breathe?} Noah asked.

"Old habits die hard." Matt laughed. Ebon wouldn't look away from Noah. Several others had gathered behind Matt. 

"This is Noah, everyone." Matt said, There was an awkward silence.

"Look you guys, I know this is weird but the fighting has to stop. We are killing each other to extinction and this is the perfect situation to bring the peace." Matt said and gestured to Noah.

"He's right, I didn't like it either but its not so bad." Nira chimed in.

{I don't bite.} Noah wagged his tail playfully.

"Yeah right." One of the vampires from the back muttered. 

"Okay fine, If you don't like it then feel free to leave tonight." Matt said. Three or four of the vampires turned away from the group.

"Noah is part of the clan now, no matter what you all think." Matt said.

{And equally, you all are part of my pack.} Noah bowed. 

"Hell, Matt. Most of us didn't even like fighting the werewolves." A younger man came forward.

{Yeah, okay we are going to have to educate all y'alls 'cause That's going to cause some problems.} Noah said. Matt laughed but the others looked confused.

"Well now that we got this sorted out, Noah go back to your pack. We need to get rid of all these old wives tales about our species...es....speci?" Matt continued mumbling to himself.

{On it.} Noah said before he got involved in another argument on what the plural of something is.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

Noah trotted back into the clearing and was surprised to say the least, to see several of his pack laying on the ground, wounded.




Opposites Attract Ch. 03



{Bane! What the hell happened?} Noah asked as he looked around.

{Those god forsaken werewolves!} Bane snarled. 

{Fuck, is everyone alright?} 

{No, its bad Noah. They found the cave where we keep the eggs.} Bane said. Noah looked at him silently.

{They're all gone, Noah. All of them.} Bane shook his head. 

{Jesus.} Several mated pairs sat together, mourning the loss of their unhatched children.

{Bane, what are we going to do?} Noah asked.

{I don't know, Noah.} Bane said simply, he padded off slowly into the woods. Several members of the pack came up to Noah to ask for guidance or help, he did what he could but that wasn't much. Hours later Bane returned.

{Bane, where did you go?} Noah asked.

{To check the cave again. No survivors.} Bane looked exhausted.

{Bane I hate to leave you here, but maybe Matt's clan can help us. Track down the wolves and finish this.} Noah said, it sounded odd coming from his lips, he had just made a speech about ending the violence and it had already started again.

{No, you're right. We have to take care of this. This isn't just fun and games anymore.} Bane said, Noah saw something snap in him and knew that Bane was right, things just got serious. They shared a gaze before Noah dashed off at full speed.

~~~~~ 

"Noah?" Matt saw the large wolf bolting from the woods. He walked over to the door and stood at the unbreakable line the sun made in the doorway. 

Noah saw most of the vampires sitting around, it was clear Matt had been taking care of the education part.

"What are you doing back so soon?" Matt asked. Noah quickly shifted to his human form and ran into Matt's arms.

"Somethings happened, Matt." Noah accepted the comfort Matt's arms offered.

"What's wrong, love?" Matt pulled Noah back so he could see his face.

"The Werewolves. They've attacked us." Noah said. 

"What? Are you okay, Bane? Everyone?" Matt pulled Noah inside.

"Most of the adults are fine, but those mangy mutts found the cave where we keep our eggs until they hatch." Noah said.

"And?" Matt waited anxiously.

"They're gone, Matt. All of them. This could be the end of all of us." Noah sighed and put his head in his hands.

"Cant you just, you know, make more?" One of the other vampires said. Noah shook his head.

"You don't understand, eggs are precious. It only takes one of us to make an egg for a reason, if we needed a mate then our whole species would go extinct. Eggs can take years to hatch, and producing them is hard enough as it is. We don't have the peace we need to raise eggs. We have people monitoring them constantly. Even the slightest temperature change could kill them." Noah explained. The whole clan stood in shock.

"Is there anything we can do?" Matt rubbed Noah's back.

"yes, we need your help. I hate to ask this of you all so soon after we make peace, but the werewolves need to go. They've killed both of our kind and they've gone to far this time. We are one of the few remaining pack's of Lycan's and we don't plan on disappearing any time soon." Noah growled.

"We will do what we can." Matt said, the rest of his clan nodded.

"We're friends now." One muttered. A dull roar of agreements sprang up from the small crowd of vampires. Noah smiled.

"You're loyalties will not go unrewarded." Noah smiled.

"I need to get back to my pack, Bane looks exhausted and he could use my help." Matt kissed him on the lips and smiled at him.

"Go be a leader, we will be there as soon as night falls." Matt promised. Noah smiled before standing up and running out the door, shifting as he went.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

Night fell and the vampires showed up in the clearing, as promised. Matt could feel the change in the pack. Several mates sat close to each other, looking tired and depressed. This time there were more children then before. Obviously those who had found a babysitter the night before had taken more precautions tonight and brought the young ones along. He heard a hiss from his left.

{Vitani!} A small cub bounced into the open space in front of the vampires, Her mother stood, frozen with fear. The small cub walked up and sat back on her back legs, much like a golfer or a squirrel.

{Are you a vampire?} She questioned. Her mother finally came out of her trance and pounced behind the cub, lowering her head and letting out a low growl.

{It's alright Raj.} Noah trotted into view, he picked up the cub in his mouth and passed it to the cautious mother.

{Excuse us, we are all a bit on edge.} Noah apologized, while the mother trotted back to the spot she was in before her cub had gotten into trouble.

"It's understandable." Matt said.

{And don't mind Vitani, she's a bit nosey.} Noah glared at the cub and she shirked under her mothers protective paw. Which was easily the size of the cub herself.

"Understandable." Matt repeated and smiled at the cub, who wagged her tail happily.

{Thank you for coming, I'm to understand that all of those here are in agreement with our truce?} Bane stepped into view, and it was clear he was tired.

"Yes, those who don't have already been forced out of the area." Matt confirmed. The clan behind him nodded in agreement.

{Then please, sit. If it makes you more comfortable we would be happy to switch into our human forms.} Bane said as he turned back to his spot.

"Whatever you like." Matt said. Noah shifted and sat next to Matt, holding his hand. The two groups sat together, they looked like long time friends, the awkwardness was gone and some even joked and had made new friends in the opposite species.

"Now if you don't mind, Bane, could we get down to business?" Matt asked. Bane gestured with a paw, giving Matt the signal to go on.

"Now that we are allies, we need to make sure there is no one who has any resentment towards the other species, we are equals now." Matt said, when no one said anything he continued. "Remember that we are no longer fighting each other on the battle field, we aren't the enemy anymore." Matt spoke to both species. "I think before we plan anything else we need to at least be sure that my clan can tell the difference between a werewolf and a Lycan, because honestly." Matt blushed. "I still cant tell the difference." Several chuckles were heard around the group.

They spent the next several hours discussing the oncoming battle. The vampires shared fighting styles with the Lycans and vice versa. During breaks you could see groups of the two mingling and joking. It lightened the tense mood and Matt was astonished that the two species got over their hate for each other so fast.

"It's amazing isn't it?" Noah walked up to him with a soda in hand, one of his pack had ran home and brought an ice chest filled with soda and sandwiches back, giving vampires a peek at a lycan feeding frenzy.

"Yeah, its almost like most of us didn't know why we were fighting in the first place. Once someone said stop, we had no problem doing so." Matt laughed.

"It's so strange to think that a little more then 24 hours ago we would have killed each other on sight. And now...." 

"And now we're partying together." Matt laughed. Noah joined him.

"You have no idea what we can party like, it gets pretty crazy. Especially during a full moon when we are all sexed up." Noah laughed. Matt spit out his sip of soda and wiped it off of his chest.

Soon they got back to work, continuing their planning and talking. By the end of the night the two species had become close friends. And had devised a plan against the werewolves.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

The vampires sat in the trees, after a lesson on tree climbing from the lycans; the ones who picked up the skill best of all watched and waited. The rest inched along on the ground. Noah jumped to another tree and stretched out, smelling the air. Matt stood against the tree trunk looking up to Noah. Noah looked down and shook his head silently. They continued for a few more minutes until Noah gave the signal. Everyone froze and listened. Noah gestured over the hill covered with dead leaves. He jumped silently to the next tree and lowered his ears, the signal that he sighted the enemy.

A week after the clans had first met and mingled, they launched their attack. Both sides were well prepared for battle. And what a battle it was. Once the ones in the trees started the attack, everyone else joined into the fray. The two species fought beautifully, the vampire's agility and grace with the lycan's brute strength and cunning ferocity. Often times you would see a vampire pulling a wolf off of a lycans back or a lycan taking out a wolf when a vampire was overwhelmed. The battle was epic, but short. Soon the wolves were dead, the ground was littered with fallen corpses from all sides. But the victory wasn't the sweetest part. 

"Noah." Matt called out.

{Yeah?} Noah answered, as he pulled the carcass of a werewolf into the pile designated for the enemy.

"What do lycan eggs look like?" Matt said, without turning around Noah answered.

{Blue or purple usually, very shiny. With gray white or black spikes on them.} He answered.

"I have a surprise for you then." Finally Noah turned around and saw Matt standing at a rock. The rock was several feet tall, at least eight feet high, creating a small shelter from the wind, and against the wall was about fifteen eggs.

{Holy shit!} Noah cried out, everyone dropped what they were doing and looked around for incoming danger. Once people laid eyes on the eggs, screams of joy and hope were heard throughout the otherwise silent woods. 

"Can you tell who's is who's?" Matt asked.

{It doesn't matter, for the most part cubs are raised by the pack as a whole. Not by individual parents.} Noah explained, he wagged his tail happily. Even Bane smiled.

"I didn't think it was physically possible for that man to smile." Matt whispered.

"I heard that." Bane said without turning to face them.

"Oops." He giggled. A scream was heard from behind them as a failure looking werewolf jumped from the trees. The woman who screamed began shifting but was knocked out by the beasts large hand before she could get far. The creature set his eyes on Noah and attack. 

Noah was unprepared and taken aback by the attack. The beast quickly wrapped its jaws around Noah's neck and bit down.

"No!" Matt cried out. Noah's high pitch cry of pain was heard, much like a dog who had been kicked. His eyes dimmed as precious blood flowed from the wounds on his neck. The rest of his family was on the werewolf like lightning. Vampires and lycan's alike tore the creature away from Noah. His body fell limply to the ground. Matt ran to his side as fast as possible.

"Noah, baby stay awake." Matt used his shirt to apply pressure to the wound. Unable to hold his form Noah shifted back into his human form.

"Please, oh god please." Matt prayed over and over. A lycan and a vampire ran towards home to get medical supplies. Noah had several holes in his neck, and scratches on his shoulders and face.

"Matt." Noah spoke and managed to cough up blood.

"Shhh. Don't do this, don't just just don't." Matt's hands were shaking. Several others bent down to help apply pressure. Matt cradled Noah's head in his lap and tried to keep him awake. But the smaller man was drifting off rapidly.

"Please, baby. I love you so much." Matt said as he brushed the hair from Noah's forehead.

"Don't make this like the last scene in Repo..." Noah joked, he laughed but choked on his own blood.

"Shut up, would you?" Matt smiled sadly. Noah fought to keep his eyes open but soon drifted off into oblivion.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

"How you feeling?" Matt smiled as he brought Noah a bowl of warm soup.

"Okay." Noah smiled, He still had a hard time talking but Matt was sure that his voice would heal with time, however the scars left on the right side of his face would not. Four claw marks from the werewolf cut across Noah's right ear, and he was extremely self conscious about them. He always made sure to face the left side of his face towards someone. Matt sat on the bed and fed Noah slowly.

"You know my hands weren't hurt. I can feed myself." Noah smiled.

"Yes, but I like to do it. So just give me this pleasure while I can get it." 

"Fine, but in return you have to watch a musical with me." Noah smiled. Matt glared and pouted but sighed.

"Fine." He feigned misery. "I love you." Matt set aside the bowl of soup and kissed Noah. He crawled into bed but Noah scooted away.

"Lay on the other side." Noah said.

"Why?" Matt asked, already knowing the answer.

"Just 'cause." Noah mumbled, already knowing what was coming.

"I've told you once and I'll tell you again. I love you, and your scars don't bother me." Matt said, Noah turned away, tears filling his eyes.

"Babe, I promise. It doesn't bother me, I love every part of you." Matt said, Noah still refused to face him.

"Feel this? You do that to me." Matt placed Noah's hand over his rock hard cock. Noah finally faced him and squeezed his cock teasingly. Matt moaned and thrusted into Noah's hand. 

"Wait." Noah said when Matt tried to take it farther. Matt groaned and nibbled at his neck.

"What." He drew the word out in a whine.

"Just wait." Noah teased.

"Wait for what!" Matt continued whining and nibbling at Noah's various body parts.

"I said wait!" Noah growled with a smile.

"Don't growl at me dog boy, I'll spank your ass." Matt challenged.

"Promise?" Noah smiled. 

"Oh a masochist? I'm liking where this is going." Matt growled and moved down to bite a nipple.

"I said wait" Noah pushed him away and made him wait like a good boy. After half an hour of teasing and nibbling Noah gasped.

"What?" Matt asked, suddenly worried.

"Guess what time it is." Noah smiled.

"Uh I don't know, sunset." Matt shrugged.

"Look outside." Noah eyes were glazed over.

"I see woods, and grass..." Matt trailed off, not following where Noah was going.

"The moon." Noah finally gave a hint. Matt looked up and saw a completely full moon. It glowed bright enough to illuminate the room. He turned from the window and saw Noah gasp and panting with need.

"No more waiting." He smiled and pounced into bed. Noah pulled him up into a kiss.

"Oh, I like this Noah." Matt joked. 

"Quiet." Noah growled.

"Oh, bossy Noah." Matt raised his eyebrows.

"Less talking, more fucking." Noah bit Matt's neck.

"Agreed." Matt said before pushing Noah's knees against his chest. Noah gasped at the sudden movement and began moaning with lust when Matt began lapping at his tiny pucker. 

"Oh god." He gasped. He moaned loudly but neither of them worried about any of the others hearing. Noah had made sure the pack kept the clan busy with a game of hide and seek (they're favorite thing to do) all night.

Matt began thrusting his tongue in and out of Noah's twitching hole. 

"Shit, so good." Noah held the sheets in both of his hands. "Want to suck you, baby." Noah growled, Matt backed away from Noah's ass and moved them into a 69 position. Noah came face to face with Matt's swollen purple cock head. Matt sucked him into his mouth and began working his shaft like a pro. He took Matt's member into his mouth and moaned with lust. He felt Matt's cock twitch in excitement at the vibrations. Soon he felt Matt was about to cum. He let go of Matt's cock with a pop.

"I want you to cum inside me." Noah said. Matt released his cock and gave it one final kiss until he moved to kiss Noah. They shared a tender kiss before Noah laid on his back, legs up ready to be fucked. Matt grabbed the lube he kept in his drawer and smeared a liberal amount around and inside Noah's tight rosebud and around his thick cock.

"Are you ready, love?" Matt asked. Noah nodded his head vigorously.

"Push out, babe." Matt said as he placed his cock head at Noah's portal. When he felt Noah's hole relax he pushed in and slid in more then half way. Noah hissed and arched his back.

"Are you okay?" Matt asked, worried he had hurt his smaller lover.

"Just stings, feels kinda good. Keep going." Noah gasped. Matt pushed in the rest of the way and once he bottomed out, held his position and let Noah adjust. When Noah gave him the go ahead he began thrusting. Soon he picked up speed and they developed at steady rhythm. Every time Matt plugged Noah's, now, open hole he was met with a satisfying grunt from Noah. And every time he pulled out his ass squeezed him like a velvet glove, trying to hold him inside. 

The only sounds in the room were the loud, panting, grunting, sighing, and slapping of passionate sex. Noah wrapped his legs around Matt and encouraged him to fuck him harder. This wasn't making love, this was pure sex. Matt felt his orgasm building and warned Noah.

"I'm about to cum." He grunted in between thrusts.

"Fill me, Matt. Claim me as yours." Noah closed his eyes and felt Matt's warm jets of cum inside him. The constant rubbing of his prostate brought him to a loud finish as he sprayed his chest and stomach with his own release. Matt collapsed onto the bed and Noah rolled over to rest on his chest. The two dozed off, panting and sweaty. Noah woke an hour later and still felt the thrum of the moon arousing him. He saw he was hard again and began rubbing Matt's flaccid cock. Soon his dick woke up and was throbbing with need.

Matt woke and smiled down at his lover. They shared a kiss which became passionate and needy. He pulled Noah on top of him and aimed his prick at Noah's stretched butt hole. Noah sat back onto the hard cock at once and moaned at the fullness. His passage was still slick with their earlier love making and Matt began thrusting into him at once. This time they took their time and spent much of it kissing and touching. 

They slowly built to their climax and held each other as they finished. As soon as they began to cum, Matt dug his fangs into Noah's soft neck. Noah was expecting it but it was still a strange feeling. It didn't hurt, it actually felt very good. When Matt had his fill he licked the wound closed and pulled back so he could see Noah.

Matt looked into Noah's warm eyes and knew he had found a mate for life. One he could spend every waking second with and never get tired of him. He saw the same realization in Noah's eyes and they smiled, sharing their silent secret. Finally Noah could no longer support himself and melted into Matt's warm embrace. His cock slowly softened and slipped out of Noah. Noah leaked cum from his asshole but Matt didn't care. He held him closer and they fell asleep in each others arms.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

Three months later they added their egg to the small cluster of eggs in a secret cave that the, as the younger ones had so named it, 'clack' had found for their new rookery. Matt held Noah in his tight embrace as they looked down at their multicolored egg that was already beginning to sprout spikes. In a years time they would have a little Moah or Natt running around. They had decided to raise their child with the entire pack as support. Instead of only having two parents, he or she would now have almost forty.

"What are we going to name her?" Matt whispered in Noah's ear.

"Her? It's going to be a boy." Noah nodded. 

"What? You cant know that. I want a little girl." Matt said, his voice echoing in the cave.

"And just because you want it makes it happen? Either way, she's getting a traditional lycan name." Noah said and walked out of the cave. Matt turned to follow him.

"What, like Vatani, Raj, Inuart, or Bane?" Matt scoffed. "No way in hell, little man." 

"What's wrong with Bane?" Their sturdy leader came into sight.

"Nothing." Noah chimed.

"Nope, great name. Very sturdy, I like it." Matt said at the same time. They looked at each other and blushed in embarrassment at being caught.

"Uh huh." Bane rolled his eyes and walked off. Once out of earshot the two broke into quiet giggles.




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"I want her to have a human name." Matt said.

"Well to bad. Not gunna happen." Noah shook his head.

"oh yes it is." Matt nodded.

"Fine, we decided to raise her with the 'clack'" Noah put air quotes around the group name. "We will vote on it." 

"No fair there are more of you than there are of us. That's biased." Matt said.

"It's decided." Noah dashed off.

"Hey now." Matt chased him as he ran off into the moonlighted grassy field.

"I want to name her something human." Matt said when he caught Noah. He pulled him to the ground and pinned him.

"What kind of human name is Nira Anyways?" Noah rolled his eyes.

"Okay yeah she's got a weird one." Matt gave him that.

"And Ebon?" Noah raised an eyebrow.

"Okay, yeah those are weird. But Matt isn't a weird name." 

"Depends who you ask." Noah shrugged. Matt frowned at him, making him smile. 

"We will decide later, we have a year or more after all." Noah smiled. Matt watched him for a moment, the scars were hardly noticeable now and the only thing you could see when you looked at him were his beautiful eyes.

"I love you, so much." Matt said. Noah smiled and Matt leaned down and planted a firm, loving, kiss on his lips. He pulled away and rolled over so they were lying side by side, watching the twinkling stars.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

Hope you guys liked this one, I wanted to get it posted fast as I have gone awhile without posting. Hope this and my new story makes up for it. I really love writing for you guys and I was always hesitant to start writing, it seemed like such a chore with not a lot of reward. But now I see I was totally and completely wrong about that. Just reading your comments makes me glad I write. I will be starting a new series soon or continuing with Rehab. I'm not sure yet. But send me your feed back and help me decide!



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Author's Note:

I'm sorry this has taken me so long to write, but I was having trouble deciding where I should finish it and exactly what should happen in the chapter.

I do plan on writing at least one more chapter of Opposites Attract, though I have to plan it first and do a little research as chapter 4 will likely take place in another country(I've never been abroad, so I have to do a little research)

It shouldn't take long for me to prepare for the next chapter, but then the hard part is writing it.

Once again, thank you to all my readers and fans. I appreciate all constructive criticism that I've received on my works and will try and get the next chapter out faster than this one. 

**

Sarah was sat on her laptop, searching for something on the internet. She wanted to surprise Hope with something for her official leaving of school.

She'd been looking up the cheapest, quality flights she could get to take them both on holiday for a week or two, but she'd been hampered a lot by Hope wanting to hang out together. Hanging out normally involved sex, after which Sarah had little energy left to search.

Luckily, Sarah had the day off work while Hope was sitting her final exams for the year. She was looking through the normal travel agent websites while also looking on other websites for special offers. She wanted to take them some place with a lot of sun. It wasn't something that England had a huge amount of, even during the summer.

Just as she was starting to lose faith that she'd find anything, an offer caught her eye. It was for a holiday package for two to Spain for three weeks. It included a flight there and a flight back, a nice hotel with a pool, room service and hotel food was included in the price and, therefore, meant they could eat and drink as much as they wanted without additional charge.

It was perfect and would only set her back by six hundred pounds. Sarah had quite a bit of money saved up thanks to living with her parents, so it would be no problem to pay for it.

Hope would finish school in a couple of weeks, so Sarah just had to get the time off to go on the holiday so that they could go. She picked up the phone and dialled the number for her work.

"Hello?" Said the voice on the other end of the line when it was picked up.

"Hey Sandra," Sarah said. "Is James there?"

"Oh hey Sarah," Sandra said. "I'll put you through."

"Hello?" Came a deep voice a moment later.

"James, it's Sarah." Sarah said. "I need to ask you a question."

"Sure," James said. "What's up?"

"I need some time of in about three weeks, is that OK?"

"Three weeks?" James asked. "That's a little short notice. How much time are we talking?"

"Three weeks," Sarah said nervously.

"Three weeks?" James asked loudly. "I'm running a business here Sarah. You're an important part of my team, you know."

"I know James," Sarah said. "It's for my little sister. She finishes school in two weeks and I wanted to surprise her with a holiday. I've found one she'd like, too."

"Your little sister?" James asked. "Is she the shy girl that comes in every now and then to see you?"

"Yeah," Sarah said. "She's sitting her exams at the minute. I'd really like to surprise her with a holiday. Please? I'll make it up to you."

"It'd best be a damned good way to make it up to me if I give you three weeks off, Sarah," James said.

Sarah chuckled quietly enough that James didn't hear her. She knew how to work him to get what she wanted, within reason. A holiday was something he'd let her have easily, without her having to make it up to him, she knew. She generally got bored when she got a week off and went into the office anyway.

"It will be, I promise," Sarah said.

"On second thought," James said, after a moment of quiet. "You work hard even when I tell you to take a week off, so you enjoy yourself, OK?"

Sarah grinned. She knew it wouldn't be difficult to get the time off work.

"You bet," She said.

"So, where are you planning to go?"

"Spain," Sarah said.

"Sounds nice," James said. "Nicer than England, anyway. The weather has been awful recently, even though it's summer."

"I know," Sarah said. "Hopefully it'll be sunny again soon."

James made a noise of agreement.

"Anyway, James," Sarah said. "I'd best be going and getting this holiday booked. Thanks."

"No problem Sarah," James said. "See you tomorrow."

"Yeah. Bye."

Sarah hung up and immediately dialled the travel agent. She quickly booked the holiday and then sat back and thought about things.

Hope would probably really enjoy a holiday after she finished school. They didn't get to go on many as a family because of money issues, so Sarah knew that Hope would most likely love the idea.

**

Two weeks later, Hope had finished her final exam of her high school career and was finally smiling for the first time in weeks. She walked home with a spring in her step.

She slowed down when she saw her bullies ahead. The usual coupling of Natalie and Beth and their usual group of guys who must have been so insecure in themselves that they had to pick on girls to make themselves feel big. At least that's what Sarah had said.

Natalie looked back and, obviously remembering her encounter with Sarah, quickly turned her head back to look forward.

Hope smiled. She'd never liked seeing Natalie and Beth, but now it was a source of pleasure for her to see them squirm when they saw her and imagined what Sarah would do to them if she found out they might have treated Hope badly.

It didn't take Hope long to get home and when she got in, Sarah was there, sat on the stairs. When she saw hope, she grinned widely and pushed herself to her feet before wrapping Hope in a tight hug.

"How'd your exam go?" Sarah asked.

"Fine," Hope said. "Science is my best subject by far."

"Great," Sarah said happily. "Glad to be rid of school?"

"Am I ever!" Hope exclaimed. "Never liked school much."

"Neither did I," Sarah said with a wink.

Both of them laughed at that and then Hope started talking Sarah's ear off about some of the questions in the exam paper. Sarah, while uninterested since she'd already been through it all, listened with her full attention.

"It wasn't an easy exam," Hope said. "I'm hoping I did well. I think I did."

"Please! You always do well in school," Sarah said. "I bet you got an A at the very least. Which if I recall is only just lower than an A*"

"I doubt I did that well," Hope said.

"Be more confident in your abilities, Hope," Sarah said. "You did great, I'm sure."

"Thanks," Hope said. "I'm going to go and change."

Sarah nodded and made a start on dinner wile Hope ran upstairs. It wasn't long until Sarah and Hope's mother came into the kitchen and took over the cooking. Their parents worked together, so it was more unusual that they turned up at home at different times, so Sarah had no doubt that her father was also home.

"Thanks for getting started for me, honey," She told Sarah with a quick kiss on the cheek.

"No problem, mum," Sarah said, watching her mother continue with dinner.

Carla was a beautiful woman by anyone's standards. She had medium-length brunette hair, blue eyes and a body to die for on a woman in her forties. It was the body of a woman in her early twenties.

Hope clearly had looks from their mother's side of the family, though she never agreed with it when someone said so.

"Ah, it's good to have three lovely girls to cook for me," came a deep, booming voice from the living room. "Smells delicious, dear"

"Get in here, you old geezer," Sarah called, smiling. "These days women don't just do housework, you know. Share the burden with mum."

"What did you call me?" Clark asked, a stern look on his face as he appeared in the kitchen doorway.

He was an imposing man, standing just over six feet tall and being broad shouldered and fairly well-muscled. He was a handsome and kind man, though, so the look he was giving Sarah wasn't one she took seriously.

"You heard me, you old git," Sarah said. "Get your arse in here and working on dinner."

"How dare you!" Clark yelled and charged the few steps towards his daughter.

Sarah smiled as, at the last minute, he reached out and began tickling her.

"I'm not a kid any more, dad," Sarah protested through a fit of laughter. "You can't do this to me at my age, it's embarrassing."

"Then I'll embarrass you for the rest of your life," Clark responded. "A father should always be allowed to embarrass his children, no matter how old they get."

He stopped tickling Sarah and joined his wife to cook dinner.

"You're evil," Sarah said smiling.

"You know it," her father replied. "Now get out of here and relax. You've no doubt had a long, busy day and we've been practically dead at work."

Sarah took the rest gladly and sat on the couch to watch TV, flicking instantly to her favourite evening show. While she was watching TV, Hope came downstairs to join her. They smiled at each other and watched in silence while the smell of dinner got stronger and more delicious.

Half an hour, dinner was ready and Hope came downstairs just in time to start eating, hair wet from a shower and dressed in what Sarah could guess to be nothing but panties under her dressing gown.

"So, how was work?" Hope asked the three of them.

"Dead," Clark said. "Practically nothing to do all day for your mother and I."

"Fine," Sarah said. "James let me go home too early."

"How come?" Hope asked.

"I'm too far ahead in my work," Sarah replied, after swallowing a mouthful.

"How does that work out?" Hope asked, confused.

"We do certain things in certain months, but only to the end of the year," Sarah said. "I'm a couple of months ahead."

"Early to get home for a while then?"

"Nope, I have all day tomorrow to finish up my monthly admin," Sarah said. It was the only thing at work she did slowly. She hadn't expected the extra week off, but it was appreciated. "Then I have a month off."

"A month off?" Hope shouted. "How the hell do you get a month off, even if you are ahead at work?"

"Simple," Sarah said, practically shaking with anticipation. "We're going on holiday."

Hope sat in silence for a while, mulling over what Sarah had just said. A holiday at this time of year was just not possible with their parents having to work every day of the week. The school summer holidays were normally fairly busy for them.

"Holiday?" Hope finally asked. "How are the four of us going on holiday when mum and dad have to work?"

Clark and Carla looked at each other with a sad smile that Hope didn't notice.

"Where are we going anyway?" Hope asked.

"Spain," Sarah said. "To a little coastal town in the south."

"Spain!" Hope said, now seeming to believe that the holiday was a joke. "We can't afford Spain!"

"You're right," Carla said. "We can't. Sarah, however, can."

"You and Sarah are going to Spain for three weeks," Clark said.

Hope sat there, flabbergasted. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her and Sarah in Spain for three weeks? It didn't seem real.

"I've been saving for it all year," Sarah said. "Little bits of each pay check put in a safe place so that I could book you a holiday for when you finished school."

"Three weeks in Spain must have cost a fortune," Hope pointed out. "I'll never be able to pay this back to you."

"You don't have to," Sarah said. "It's a present."

"I'm still going to pay you back somehow," Hope said with a wink that Clark and Carla didn't notice.

Sarah smiled. Hope was so stubborn sometimes. It had gotten her into trouble as much as it had helped her in life.

"Fair enough," Sarah said. "But however you pay me back does not involve money, deal?"

"Deal!" Hope said.

**

Later that night, Hope and Sarah were getting ready for bed. Sarah stripped down to her underwear before getting under her covers.

"Sarah, I can't begin to thank you for what you've done for me," Hope said, sitting on the edge of Sarah's bed.

Sarah gave Hope a gentle slap on the backside before pulling her into a tight hug which Hope returned even tighter.

"No need to thank me," Sarah said. "At least not with mum and dad in the house."

"Tomorrow then?" Hope asked hopefully.

It had been a while since they'd had sex, with Hope doing her exams and needing as much sleep at night as she could get.

"We'll see," Sarah said. "I'll probably be working late though. I have a lot of admin work to do."

"But I want to thank you before it feels meaningless," Hope said, annoyed at her older sister for turning her down.

"It's not a 'no,'" Sarah clarified. "But it depends on how tired I am and if we can get some time to ourselves."

"Fine," Hope said in a huff, pushing herself away from Sarah and climbing into her own bed.

"You know I love you Hope," Sarah said gently.

"I know," Hope replied. "I love you too. Night."

"Night," Sarah responded before turning her lamp off and rolling over to sleep.

**

Sarah was finishing up her work load early when her mobile phone rang.

"Hello?" she said on picking up a number she didn't recognise. 

"Sarah, it's Hope," Came the reply. "I'm in a little bit of trouble."

Hope sounded a little scared to Sarah.

"What's wrong?" Sarah asked.

"I'm being followed," Hope said. "This guy's been following me and giving me funny looks for about half an hour."

"Where are you?" Sarah asked, worried now.

Hope told her and Sarah told her to stay in public and near people if she could before grabbing her things and heading for the door.

"Where are you going?" James asked.

"To pick up Hope," Sarah said.

"But you're supposed to be working," James replied, stunned.

"I've finished my work," Sarah said. "Besides, she's in trouble and family matters more than my job."

With that, Sarah was out the door and getting in her car. She drove as fast as she dared to, taking as many short cuts as she could through residential areas when the main roads were blocked.

It took her what seemed like an age to get to where Hope was. She was standing outside a café, in plain view of plenty of people. Sarah pulled up and got out of her car to walk over to Hope.

"Are you OK?" Sarah asked right away.

"Fine now," Hope replied.

"Where is the guy?"

"I dunno," Hope said. "He walked past as soon as I stopped here."

"Good," Sarah said. "Get in the car."

They got into the car and Sarah pulled away slowly, watching in her mirrors for anyone watching the car suspiciously. She didn't see anything.

"Thanks, sis," Hope said.

"Any time," Sarah said, picking up speed to the legal limit and turning onto a main road.

When Sarah pulled her car into the driveway, it was still an hour before she'd normally be home, so the house was completely empty, though their parents still wouldn't be due for another two hours. She locked her car and led Hope into the house and went to make them both a drink.

"Are you sure you're OK?" Sarah asked as she handed Hope her drink.

Hope nodded and sipped at her drink.

"I was a little scared, but it turned out all right, didn't it?" She asked.

"Yeah," Sarah said. "Though I can't leave work every time you're in a pickle."

"I know," Hope said, putting her drink on the table and standing up. "Thank you."

"No problem," Sarah replied.

Hope walked over to Sarah and kissed her deeply, pushing her tongue past Sarah's lips and pressing herself into Sarah's lap. Sarah kissed back, letting her tongue wrestle with Hope's and holding her tightly.

Hope ran her hands down to Sarah's chest and softly squeezed her breasts, making the fabric of her bra rub against her nipples, causing them to harden. Sarah groped at Hopes ass, rubbing and squeezing it firmly as they made out passionately on the sofa.

As Hopes hands slowly travelled downwards, Sarah began to feel herself hardening. It was uncomfortable since she could tell it was visible even though her panties were fairly tight and her trousers were fairly baggy. Hope's hand reached the bulge and started to rub softly, causing Sarah to moan.

"Mmm, not here," Sarah said, breaking the kiss. "Get that sweet ass to our room."

Hope stood up, slightly disappointed, but she knew that more was to come and walked out of the living room, making for the stairs. Sarah slowly stood and readjusted herself before following Hope up the stairs and into their bedroom. Sarah walked in and closed the door, locking it while Hope sat on her bed and lay back, breathing heavily with anticipation for what was coming next.

Sarah moved over to the bed and sat beside Hope before leaning down to kiss her softly. Hope reciprocated and kissed Sarah back just as softly.

As Sarah kissed Hope, she slid her hands up her sister's legs and over her hips before grabbing the hem of her top and slowly sliding it up Hope's slim torso. Hope raised herself into a reclined sitting position and lifted her arms so that Sarah could take her top off, the sisters only breaking the soft but passionate kiss in order for Hope's top to be able to pass between them.

As soon as Hope's top was off, Hope pushed Sarah onto her back and kissed her deeply while swinging her leg over Sarah's waist to straddle her. Sarah gasped into Hope's mouth as she felt Hope's crotch rub against her hard cock through their clothes. Hope moaned at the contact, shivering with pleasure as she ground her crotch against Sarah's.

Sarah couldn't take it any more. She rolled her and Hope over, breaking the kiss before starting to rapidly remove her clothes. Hope was shocked at the sudden change in pace but quickly started to do the same and in less than a minute, the two sisters were completely nude and kissing again, their tongues now practically glued together.

Sarah blindly rubber her cock up and down Hope's already-soaked pussy lips, causing a series of moans and pleasured shivering from Hope, who started to buck her hips gently to match Sarah's rhythm.

Sarah was fighting the urge to simply slide her cock into Hope's pussy, hoping that their love-making would last as long as they could make it, but Hope seemed to have other ideas. She grabbed Sarah's cock and pulled it into her pussy, spearing herself with Sarah's steel-hard member which caused them both to moan in surprise and pleasure.

"Oh God!" Hope moaned. "You're so hard Sarah."

"You're so wet, sis," Sarah said in reply. "It feels so good to be inside you."

Hope thrust her hips roughly at Sarah to shut her up while telling her what she wanted her sister to do. Sarah instantly pushed everything else out of her mind and started to thrust slowly and gently until she was certain she wasn't hurting her younger sister.

"Harder," Hope demanded. "Faster."

Sarah smiled and started to do as Hope asked, feeling her sister's pussy practically sucking her in and trying to keep her there. Sarah moaned deeply, feeling every inch of Hope's tight, wet pussy massaging her hard, thick cock until she felt like she would explode already.

The feeling passed with time and Sarah sped up and thrust even harder than before. She could hear her balls slapping loudly against Hope's ass, the noise reverberating around the room so that it sounded like it was coming from everywhere at once.

Hope moaned loudly, her pussy contracting tightly as she reached orgasm. She could feel how tightly her body was gripping Sarah's cock, but Sarah was relentlessly thrusting. Hope could feel the head of Sarah's cock rubbing her in just the right way so that when her orgasm died down, another, even stronger orgasm started.

Sarah felt every vice-like grip of Hope's pussy. The pressure made her just slightly afraid that the next time she pulled her hips back that she wouldn't have a cock any more, due to Hope's pussy trying to hold it inside.

"God, I'm cumming again!" Hope screamed as her third orgasm tore through her.




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"I'm cumming too!" Sarah shouted.

Sarah's cock erupted like an angry volcano. Her hot, sticky cum spilled into Hope's womb and vagina like an unstoppable flood of lava and Hope's cervix resisted as well as paper against a bullet. Both sisters were screaming with ecstasy as they came together.

**

Sarah woke up to find Hope sleeping soundly. After they'd came together, they'd cuddled up for a nap and it was time to wake up and prepare for their parents to get home.

Sarah nudged Hope awake.

"Don't want to wake up," Hope said, still half asleep.

"Come on, Hope," Sarah said, checking her watch. "Wake up. Mum and dad will be home soon."

Hope groggily sat up and rubber the sleep out of her eyes.

"Next time we fuck," Hope started, "we sleep longer."

Sarah laughed and agreed before getting out of bed and starting to dress.

"Next time we do this we'll be in Spain and can sleep as long as we want," She said.

"Good," Hope replied, smiling tiredly. 



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Never fear the sex part is coming! Bare with me!.

CHAPTER FOUR.

Raul stalked back towards the bar as furious and jealous as a 'wolf could get. It really wasn't fair that such a bitch had access to and got Koen's affection and attention. Raul wanted Koen's attention and affection for himself and he was rapidly loosing patience. He decided that Koen needed some help and a hard nudge or two towards him if he was going to get what he wanted. HIs 'wolf snarled along with him, ready to offer his support and encouragement. 

His cell phone ringing to the tune of Enter Sandman in his pocket brought his attention back to Earth and he answered it.

"That you Raul?" The familiar gruff voice demanded.

Raul felt a smile crossing his face, good his plan was going to go ahead. "Hi Drake, how are you buddy?"

"Same as always. Look, i did what you asked. The little pisspot and his gang are coming there tonight to listen to Snake Venom, the band playing there after The Red Kings." Drake filled him in. Drake was a fellow 'wolf, but unlike most 'wolves he was a loner, but he had connections and seemed to know everything. He was a perfect source of both information and gossip, Raul had saved his life when a rogue pack had nearly killed him so they were friends of sorts. 

Raul grinned nastily. "Good to hear. I dunno how you manage to find out this stuff but I owe you one this time."

Raul heard Drake snarl through the phone. "You don't owe me anything Raul, you saved my arse it's the least I can do and this little bastard needs it big time. Give him a few hard punches for me too huh?"

Raul grinned. "No problem Drake, I'll do my best."

"Good man, I'll catch ya." Drake hung up without a further by your leave leaving Raul to close his cell phone a satisfied, devious smile on his face.

He couldn't have planned it better if he'd tried. The little bastard they were referring to went by the name of Dylan, was a lesser who liked to think he was an alpha. He was the youngest brother of the alpha to one of Irish packs. Dylan considered himself God's gift to the werewolf world and knowing his powerful eldest brother would protect and eat anybody who dared to harm him was reckless and nasty. He'd set up a gang of rogue wolves in London, the same group who'd beaten up and nearly killed Drake. 

"Oi! Johnson! Get your lazy arse back behind that bar, we have customers to serve boy!" Raul's manager Ron barking at him brought him back to planet Earth as he nodded curtly and got himself back to where he was supposed to be. 

The Snake Venom had finished setting up and the tall, skinny lead singer, looking like a punk rocker with his blue and green spiked mohawk, ripped clothing and silver jewellery took the stage and began introducing themselves and their line up. Raul noticed that Koen and his crew had taken over their usual table and were all nursing drinks, talking and laughing together. Coming through the door Raul caught the short, stocky, copper haired figure coming through the door ahead of his three taller, thuggish skinheaded cronies. Raul grinned for once pleased to see the little midget as he watched Dylan come over and order drinks, Jack Ds and Coke from Megan. His grin widened as he saw the disgusted, unimpressed look on Megan's pretty face as Dylan began clumsily hitting on her, his thuggish friends leering at her openly.

Half way through the band's performance Raul's moment came as he saw Dylan disappearing with vacant looking, giggly brunette out through a side door, clearly going to have some drugs or sex. Raul thought with a sneer that it was likely drugs first as Dylan could never get 'wolf girls to fuck him, let alone many human ones without drugs or alcohol to help him out either. He begged his manager to let him go outside for a moment or two as he'd got a bad headache and felt sick. Ron gave him a dirty, suspicious look but the man let him go with a curt nod of agreement. 

Heading outside Raul realised he'd been right as he exited through the staff entrance and saw the Dylan had taken his girl around to the back and were already passing a joint back and forth. Raul felt his lips curl up again in disgust, no real 'wolf would ever be take drugs. The slow sneer crossing Dylan's face told Raul that the little shit had seen him and was reacting, puffing his stocky chest out, relying on his older brother's reputation to keep him out of too much shit. 

"Sorry for this." Raul said pausing a moment to nod towards the girl courteously.

"Dylan, how nice to see your ugly face." Raul greeted him with a sneer of his own.

"Well if it isn't it the little foreign 'wolfie here again." Dylan shot back with a smirk, his Irish accent sounding ugly on him. He was making fun of Raul's being Native American and his American accent he still had despite being in England for the past three years. 

Raul made a disapproving sound with his tongue. "I see cheap insults are the best you can do Dylan, that's alright I wouldn't expect much out of you anyway."

Dylan snarled at him, ignoring the worried, scared look on the brunette's face. "What would you know about cheap bitch boy."

Raul shot him a flippant look, not minding that the 'wolf world knew he was gay and a bottom. "At least I get laid on a regular basis." He taunted.

Dylan snarled at him again, shaking off the calming hand the girl had put on his arm in an effort to stop him reacting as he charged at Raul. Raul was delighted, he didn't think it would be that easy. He'd heard that Dylan's temper was on a short leash but he hadn't realised it was this short as he braced himself for Dylan's wild charge allowing him to take him to the ground. At the last second Raul made use of his faster speed and strength to wrap his arms tightly around the smaller, runt 'wolf and flip them both so when they hit the ground hard it both knocked the wind out of Dylan and put Raul in the dominant position straddling his chest. Raul didn't waste those few seconds while Dylan lay stunned and began driving is fists into him hard. Still shocked that another 'wolf, and a lesser was attacking to fight back at first Dylan flinched and winced as Raul's fists hit him with deadly accuracy and speed. Overcoming his shock Dylan began landing punches of his own but they lacked the power and speed of Raul's. 

Getting desperate Dylan began thrashing around underneath Raul's grip and weight until he managed to loosen his knee driving it hard into Raul's crutch. With a snarl of pain Raul loosened his grip enough for Dylan to scoot out from underneath him and having long forgotten the girl in his anger slipped his skin. A small, sturdy light red wolf snarled and paced in front of Raul in Dylan's place the wolf charged towards him giving little time for Raul to roll out of the way and avoid Dylan's sharp teeth. As it was he didn't quite move fast enough and felt Dylan's sharp claws rake across his side, his sharp teeth sinking into his shoulder as he snarled again, his own 'wolf as furious as he was. Shaking himself free of Dylan's grip Raul rolled away grunting as he felt the sharp wolf teeth tear through his shoulder on their way out. His wolf snarled again and seized control of their body, shifting his skin so a huge black wolf stood in his place. Raul snarled at Dylan side stepping Dylan's next charge at him, his teeth showing in a wolfish grin as Dylan's momentum carried him straight into the pub wall. Dylan gave himself a hard shake and threw himself back at Raul as the two wolves clashed rolling around on the ground, growling, both grappling for position and dominance. Raul managed to rake furrows into Dylan's side, with his larger size and strength he pinned the smaller, weaker wolf, flipping him over and going for his throat.

"What the hell?" A loud, very annoyed voice brought Raul back to reality as he tasted 'wolf blood from his hard grip on Dylan's throat, now aware of the pathetic whimpers coming out of the throat he was in the process of tearing out. Raul finally recognized the voice and figure of Raul standing there, legs spread, hands balled into fits in an aggressive stance. His expression was resigned and angry, his pale green eyes glowing with the presence of his 'wolf, probably roused from the power or testosterone in the air from their fight, and the sight of naked 'wolves. Behind him was a very shocked Mark something Raul couldn't deal with. Even in 'wolf form, with his teeth buried in Dylan's thick throat ruff Raul felt himself smiling, his plan was working perfectly.



KOEN

Koen had come out to the van to get Rudi's coat, Mark had come with him for company. He hadn't expected to see a fight between two 'wolves.

"What the hell?" His words were still ringing in the air as he took in the scene of a small, light red 'wolf fighting with a much larger, stronger looking black 'wolf. 

Koen had come out to the van to get Rudi's coat, Mark had come with him for company. From the smell of him and the golden eyes the black wolf was Raul and the smaller, red wolf looked suspiciously similar to a little guy called Dylan. Why the fuck would Raul be fighting Dylan though? He asked himself. Raul had clearly over powered and asserted his dominance over Dylan but had yet to release his throat. Raul had to stop him from ripping the throat out, he didn't want to see Raul's throat torn out by Jordan any time soon. 

"Raul let go!" He called as he started towards him. Koen saw the humanity in Raul begin to return to those golden eyes as the black wolf all but spat out the throat from his mouth, glaring down at Dylan who was still whimpering and groveling. The light red wolf had stayed on his back in supplication watching Raul warily as he backed off and sat on is rump watching Koen closely with what he thought was feral satisfaction. 

Realising there was a human girl present, currently frozen and staring in shock at what she'd just seen, Koen realized he had to deal with her first and walked towards her. Casually he took possession of her face and easily got past the natural barrier's on a human's mind to sift through and extract or blur her memories of what she'd seen. Now she'd only vaguely remember that she was drunk and had seen a fight between the two guys. He'd removed the bits that involved the two 'wolves. In the time he'd taken to do that both Raul and Dylan had returned to their human forms, both naked as they day they were born and Mark had recovered from his shock. Koen had known Mark was a strong person but his recovery from what he'd just witnessed was a testimony to it. Giving his friend a smile Koen went to deal with the two wolves and noticed that Dylan's three friends had come outside and were helping their leader out. He allowed his power and status as a dominant to escape his shields as he stalked forward.

"Alright what the hell happened here?" He demanded.

"He insulted me, so I attacked him." Dylan answered, raising his chin proudly as he glared across at Raul who was standing with his arms crossed, staring boldly forwards, not sorry in the least for what had happened. "Jordan is going to love hearing about this." He added with a sneer.

Koen sighed. "Raul you know what has to happen now?" Koen demanded again, meeting Raul's eyes firmly.

"Being that Dylan is a lesser who belongs to Jordan's pack and I am a lesser with no alpha I have to answer to his pack's justice." Raul responded in an almost bored tone, his expression still defiant. Koen thought rather inappropriately that he'd like to jump him right that second. Koen was naked, defiant and uncaring of both his nudity and his part in the fight, his dark, tangled hair hanging around him in disarray.

Koen sighed again, his wolf looking out through his eyes growled inside him. Knowing that he had no pack of his own and that there was an unclaimed lesser needing his protection Koen's 'wolf wanted to claim him. Koen realized that he would have to accept what his 'wolf wanted as he knew Jordan and he didn't trust the alpha to be fair where his little brother was concerned. 

"I Koen Rutherfod claim Raul Johnson." Koen heard himself reciting the ritual words allowing his power to flare as he walked over to Raul and grabbed the closest shoulder. His power reacting to Raul's power and the ritual words flowed from him into Raul until Koen withdrew and locked his shields down. In the place of his hand was a mark, a glyph , that linked to his energy and power, naming Koen as his alpha. The mark wasn't visible to human eyes but to 'wolf senses it was a clear sign of who Raul belonged to. 

"I Raul Johnson accept Koen Rutherfod's claim." Raul returned his part of the ritual reaching out to grab Koen's right bicep as he felt Koen's power flowing into him. When Raul released him he knew to 'wolf senses his glyph was sealed into Raul's aura and power. He knew there would be a mark, a glyph, that signified Raul's allegiance to Koen. 

"Wow that was all fascinating and as much as I'm enjoying staring at Raul's naked body we need to get them clothed and out of here." Mark's sensible suggestion sounded stark in the charged silence.

Koen smiled gratefully at his friend as he watched Mark go the van again and get out some spare clothes they all kept in it. When the two fighters were dressed Mark said he'd get Dylan and his friends home, so Koen took Raul inside so he could leave work. Koen told the manager Raul had been attacked and needed medical attention for his shoulder so Raul was allowed to leave and go home with the band. Koen took Raul back to their flat and got him settled on the coach and went to bed. Koen wondered as he lay there if he hadn't just made the biggest mistake in three years by doing what he'd just done. 

RAUL

Raul lay on Koen's couch giving Mark a smile when he heard his key turn in the door and walk quietly across the room towards his bedroom. Mark shot him a quick smile of his own as he crept past and shut the door. Raul smiled to himself, reaching out a hand to touch his shoulder to Koen's mark. To him the mark was still burning but he didn't mind it. He was under Koen's protection, he had a new alpha and the 'wolf inside him was making that contented vibrating growl that was their purr, he realized he was echoing the purr in his own contentment. His movements pulled at his sore shoulder but Raul didn't mind, what was a few more scars to a 'wolf? Nothing really and he was satisfied that now he was here he was in a better position to get what he and Koen wanted. He was now pretty sure Koen did want him and just needed a few nudges and pushes if necessary to accept what was between them. 

Another key turning in the lock had Raul stiffening in irritation as he realized from the smell that it was Rudi returning to their flat. Pretending to be asleep so he could ignore her he never the less heard her lock the door behind her and walk across the lounge towards the short hall way and Koen's bed. Raul realized that low, annoyed growl was coming from him as he ground his teeth together. Soon! He told himself, that will be me.



Opposites Attract Ch. 05



Thanks to everybody that's read or commented on Opposites Attract or is following this little story so far - you help encourage me to keep going with it in part. Apologies also for this me taking a few days to get to the next part.

CHAPTER FIVE

KOEN

Koen was running. He was enjoying the feel of his own power and that of his wolf as they ran through the trees at the back of his country property. His strong lungs and heart working to power his body forward, the strength in his legs and muscles, the tireless energy they were exerting as they ran at a brisk, tireless pace. Dusk was just passing into early evening and the darkening shadows were deepening. Venus was rising over the horizon, seeming to shine brightly like a beacon in the darkened sky, the moon had yet to show its shy face and there wasn't a single cloud in the sky. It was going to be a beautiful evening, the soft, warm breeze tugging at Koen's red fur, the trees and grass swaying. The ever present hot, heavy smell of late summer was coating everything and he could hear forest residents scurrying about on their business. To his left an owl hooted mournfully, shifting around restlessly as she readied herself for a night of hunting. Somewhere to his right he could hear a pair of foxes fighting. Ahead of him he could smell the soft, warm smell of a rabbit and hear the fast, nervous beat of it's worried heart. Feeling playful Koen flushed the rabbit and chased it for fun more then anything, enjoying its panic for a few delicious moments, the smell of it's desperation exciting him and his wolf even more as they pursued it. Darting to the left the rabbit managed to dart into its burrow, saving itself from what it perceived to be certain death. 

Shrugging Koen trotted on speeding up as he gave into his wolf's desire to really run, enjoying the simple pleasure his wolf took in his surroundings and his relief that they were out of the city away from all the noise and dirty, choking smells. Koen allowed his wolf the control to follow smells and sounds that interested him, happy to be the passenger for a while as he switched off. Coming across the stream that ran through this part of the small forest they played in the water, splashing around and kicking up water as they frolicked around like pups, enjoying the type of freedom only a wolf could find in the wilderness. Darting out of the water they raced along the river bank, jumping over the stream with an easy leap as they darted off and up a hill. Koen took the reins for a moment to show his wolf once again what fun could be had as they lay down to roll down the hill, coming to a sprawling halt at the bottom. Panting, tongue lolling in silent laughter they rolled around at the bottom of the hill liking the feel of the soft moss and grass on their fur as they rubbed their back on it. Koen felt a lingering sadness and longing inside them for pack, brothers, sisters, cousins and a mate to play with, to share the fun with. Koen's wolf knew there was one they could play with but that he wasn't here at the moment. His wolf wanted to know with more curiosity then demand why the black wolf wasn't here to play with them. Koen frowned vaguely annoyed that his wolf would ask that sort of question and growled a soft warning. He didn't want to think about the black wolf at the moment, he'd come out here to get away from his thoughts and the sight of the black wolf. His wolf growled softly in return wanting to know again why Koen had to think the matter to death. 'Wolves were creatures of instinct and emotion. Koen's denial was very mysterious and frustrating. All Koen's wolf wanted was to be near their black wolf, his wolf wanted to play with him, to mate with him, to guide and protect as alphas must. The wolf didn't understand why Koen shared his instincts and desires but denied them, the wolf knew Koen was just hurting them both for no reason. 

Why do you want to mate to the black wolf for? Koen asked his wolf. His wolf's answer was simple and a wordless reply that conveyed they were mates. Mates wanted to be together. Being apart from his mate was hurtful and made him sad. Koen's wolf simply wanted to share his pleasure in the night with his mate, he wanted to play with him and enjoy the company only another wolf and mate could provide. Koen's wolf's wordless reply included a sympathetic, but disapproving edge that conveyed that Koen wanted the same things. Koen's wolf did understand why they were cautious and wary of having a mate, of sharing themselves with another. He too remembered what had happened to them the last time they thought they had found a real mate. But they both knew it was time, they were both tired of being alone and delaying the inevitable was just stupid. His wolf pointed out an image to him of Friday night's out door concert, the band's first big paying event in England. A stranger 'wolf had been hitting on Raul and Koen performing up on stage had wanted to slip his skin and rip out the blonde stranger's throat. It had been so long Koen had forgotten the cut throat possessive, jealous nature of a bonded 'wolf. To dig his point home Koen's wolf made him remember that he hadn't had anything to do with the urge as Koen had blamed it on a territorial surge from his direction. Their urge came from the claim they felt they had on Raul. Koen grunted, his silence the real acceptance of his 'wolf's point. 

What about Rudi? Koen felt the need to ask, he didn't like that they were ignoring his girlfriend. His wolf's reply was something not quite a shrug and not quite a sniff as his insistent answer was the same, she was good company but they weren't mates. All wolves knew their destined mates, even werewolves. Koen rolled over and lay there in the grass, resting his muzzle on his paws as they lay in the shadow of hill, his playfulness rapidly vanishing. Koen hadn't really given any thought to the werewolf myth of a destined mate. He knew real wolves mated for life, they were loyal to their mates, their packs and their children. He'd even seen with his parents and other wolves that a real mate was possible, someone to share a life with. But he doubted the myth of a true soulmate, oh he'd heard all the stories, fairy tales his aunt and mother told when he was a pup, but he didn't believe like he once had. That kind of thing was meant for naiive pups who had yet to have a taste of the real world. Part of the myth told that the true mate could only be found if the human soul in the wolf craved it enough for the wolf in his soul to summon their mate. For it to work though the soul of the destined mate had to be reaching out for them at the same time. Real wolves were expert trackers, nothing could hide from a wolf if he wanted it enough. 

Were we called? Koen asked his wolf curiously, not really believing this. His wolf was enigmatic yet simple as always about his answer and if he'd been human the wolf part of him would have worn a knowing smile. What you need, I need, what we need, I find. Was his wolf's silent answer. Koen was surprised at his level of shock, he knew not even the Elder Ones knew every secret hidden in their wolf souls. Their wolves still held too many secrets for them to unravel, too many secrets that Gaia had gifted to their kind they still had yet to find. Koen now wondered about his sudden compulsion to return to home to England. They'd been in Australia where they'd run to with Mark after his life had fallen apart and he'd had to lead their enemies away. He'd formed his band down there over the three years he'd been there and they'd been doing well. He'd made friends, had already made a small fortune and even had the beginning of a life. So what if that life hadn't really included pack or that he'd known he was in self-imposed exile, he'd been content. The urge to return home, which had never really faded, had grown, been nearly irresistible and impossible to ignore any longer despite the danger. So back they'd come and back they'd been these past eight months. Koen still couldn't bare to really go home, to go back to Wales wasn't something he could make himself do yet. He'd left too much behind in Wales. We were forced to, a wolf accepts retreat reluctantly, his wolf reminded and consoled him. Even if he'd never stopped missing his dead father and aunt, Farrell, Kaula, Brant, Raine or Rey, his other cousins. Especially Rey, he'd never quite forgiven himself for leaving any of them behind. A wolf never deserted his family but Koen had had no choice, left himself no choice. No, they, left us no choice, his wolf growled. He wondered if his mother had survived his father's death. His wolf's answer to his worry and home sickness was blunt, go to them. Can't, wasn't a word in the wolf dictionary or vocabulary. 

Koen's thoughts and home sickness for his pack, his family, brought him back to Raul. Raul was never far away from his thoughts or desires these days. He wondered yet again if accepting the black wolf as part of his pack wasn't a huge neon sign to his family, or worse his enemies. He also swore the 'wolf was trying to drive him insane from lust. In the week and a half the black wolf had been staying with them as they waited on Jordan's challenge Raul had been everywhere. When the 'wolf wasn't working, he was hanging around Koen wearing as little as possible and using every excuse Koen swore to touch or ambush him. Koen felt that he was on the verge of breaking, his wolf urging him to give in wasn't helping, and he was sure from the knowing smirk Raul wore these days that he knew he was close to breaking. Part of him liked being chased, it was a novel experience to be sure, usually alphas and male 'wolves in general, did the chasing if they wanted a bitch, their females insisted on it. The harder you fought for them and the right to fuck them, the harder they'd fuck you as reward. While Koen loved being a werewolf some days he was tired of the constant struggle their culture condoned. You had to fight for every single thing you wanted from territory to mates and keep fighting for it if you wanted to keep it. 

Somehow despite his thoughts, the peace, the hum and chirp of his surroundings, the warm breeze or the time, nearly all the stars were peeking out now, Koen fell asleep. For a moment his wolf stayed aware flattening their ears as he decided he was going to do something, his human side wasn't going to deny them for much longer. He wasn't going to stand for it anymore a wolf only retreated when there was no choice.

RAUL

Raul was having the best dream of his life. Even in his dream he realized he hadn't had a wet dream since his teens but he was enjoying it never the less as his dream self returned Koen's hungry, aggressive kiss. They were out on the balcony, their fifth floor view showing them a night time view of the surrounding lit up city. In his dream Raul had brought Koen a cup of coffee and had been in the process of handing it to a shirtless Koen. Koen was wearing faded blue jeans and his tied back hair. Hearing Raul's footsteps and voice Koen had spun around and with the speed of their kind all but attacked him. Raul moaned as Koen all but ate him as his strong, muscled arms wrapped around him. Their power clashed together as it began to slip past their control and out their skins. Raul allowed Koen to back him up against the wall, the cup of coffee falling from his hands to smash on the ground, ignored by them both as he wrapped his own arms around Koen's shoulders. Raul growled as he fed on the heat and taste of Koen's mouth as he sucked his tongue. Their hands seemed to be everywhere as they all but groped and grabbed at each other. At one point Raul was aware that he was ripping the hair tie out of Koen's hair and was roughly grabbing handfuls of it to use as props to pull himself up Koen's body, trying to climb him, as they kissed. Koen's hands were squeezing his arse, holding most of his weight, as they broke apart to breath as Raul moaned breathlessly at the feel of Koen's hot breath and soft, aggressive lips moving down his neck. The heady, drugging effect of Koen's power feeding his own was combining with what Koen was doing to him, all that crackling electricity. Raul helplessly ground his hips against Koen as that hot, open mouth ran back up his neck, sharpened teeth scratching harshly. Raul's hands were moving almost mindlessly over Koen's body when Koen abruptly pulled away, all but dropping Raul as he felt his body slide down him. Raul let out a half scream of disappointment, glaring into the hot glowing green eyes in front of him as Koen smirked stepping back with an arched eyebrow. Raul watched through lusting eyes as Koen's long fingers began undoing the straining fly restraining the impressive looking erection he'd felt prodding his stomach a moment earlier. The bright green eye of the wolf tattoo on Koen's stomach seemed to be winking at him as the fly was being lowered.

A key turning in the front door as it opened brought Raul right out of his dream. He let out a frustrated grunt as he opened bleary eyes, shifting around to try and get his heavily aroused body more comfortable. Raul could see that the credits to the movie he'd been watching, Blade Trinity, were rolling up the glowing flat screen television across from him. 

"Oops sorry Raul, didn't think you'd be asleep this early." Koen apologized as he dropped his keys on the black four seater round table they used as a dining table and began removing his leather jacket. 

Raul managed a smile. "It's alright, I did a double shift and was playing a bit of catch up I guess. I wasn't planning on falling asleep this early yet either I wanted to see the end of that movie."

Koen looking tired as he draped the jacket on the back of a chair rubbed a hand over his forehead, he managed a smile as he moved around the lounge pulling the dark red curtains over the windows and French doors. "I know how that feels, I've done enough double shifts in my time to know it can hit out like that. Even us night creatures get hit by not enough sleep." He said sympathetically as he dropped onto the other black leather couch with a sigh. Kicking off his black, white and blue Nike sneakers he rubbed his black sock clad feet idly on the cream coloured carpet as he reached over to flip on the light between the two adjacently placed couches. 

"I thought you were going for a break this weekend, you seem more tired then when you left." Raul ventured.

Koen shrugged. "Maybe I need a longer holiday then two days."

"Where is everybody?" Koen asked curiously.

It was Raul's turn to shrug. "Dunno, Mark said he had a hot date and haven't seen him since seven. Rudi I haven't seen either, but then you know she doesn't think much of me."

Koen grunted. "Well I'm going to have a shower, be back soon." He said getting to his feet and heading towards the bathroom.

As the door closed Raul was left to his thoughts and his own company as he lay on the couch. Getting to his feet he helped himself to a long necked beer from the fridge and went back to his post. Turning off the DVD player he switched off the television and switched to the stereo accepting the radio station that was playing, listening intently to Marilyn Manson's Sweet Dreams, a favorite song of his. In the background Raul could hear the shower going, imagining Koen's tall, muscular body, naked in the shower, had him getting hard again. Not that his cock had gone down completely. Raul ran a hand through his loose dark hair feeling a mix of sexual frustration and wistfulness roll through him. Over the past week and a half he'd been trying everything he could think of to get into Koen's pants. Sometimes he thought he was making real progress, other times he had no idea. Koen was the hardest to read 'wolf he'd ever been around. 

It was killing Raul slowly having to wait when he and his wolf knew that was their mate walking around denying them. It wasn't just a sexual killing of intense frustration either, it felt deeper then just the physical. He didn't know how much longer they could wait and he just knew that there was no backing away from it now. His wolf let him know that 'wolves rarely retreated so they had to press on. His wolf considered the red wolf his mate and nothing would distract him or them now from what they wanted. Raul had tried a few times to get rid of his intense craving for Koen by trying for other men. He'd allowed the blonde 'wolf at Koen's concert to hit on him but it hadn't really gone far, he been half hard yes, the promise of sex always turned on werewolves, but neither he or his wolf was interested. What had interested them was the surge of anger and jealousy they'd felt, knowing Koen's power signature well they'd known it was him. That surge had Raul hoping once again that something might be happening, that Koen was accepting what was between them. There had also been a moment when they'd gone out clubbing to The Queen again, just the pair of them and Mark. Koen likely didn't remember, but Raul remembered, he didn't think he'd be able to forget. Mark had persuaded Koen to give him two dances as part of a bet he'd lost.

Raul felt like he'd been waiting for that dance all his life and he hadn't been able to get rid of the feeling of Koen's hard, warm body pressed against him. Koen's smell, his hot breath and his soft thick hair in it's ponytail brushing against Raul's face as the pair of them danced together, Koen's body curved into the back of his. One of Koen's strong arms was wrapped around him, hand pressed against his stomach to hold him against him. Raul had even felt Koen's hard cock pressing into his arse crack as the pair of them danced, all but grinding into each other as the beat of the music and nearness of each other seemed to take over them. Then when Raul felt it couldn't get much better he felt Koen sucking on his ear, the long fingers of the hand resting on his stomach teasing him as they inched lower towards the waist band on his jeans, slipping finger tips under it. 

Raul heard a soft moan not realizing it was his for a few minutes as he dragged himself out of his memory. The sound of the shower had stopped leaving Raul with a sense of anticipation as he waited for Koen to come out. He didn't have to wait long before the bathroom door opened, releasing a cloud of hot steam as Koen emerged from the cloud with just a dark blue towel wrapped around his lean waist, all wet hair and flushed skin. With an intense look in Raul's direction Koen turned and padded into his bedroom, shutting the door behind him as he dressed. Raul shook himself like a dog, giving himself a mental slap to stop being so obvious. He really didn't want to be one of those humans or god forbid 'wolves who chased after alphas, desperate for them. Raul sneered to himself, finding that he understood them with a new sympathy as he feared he wasn't far away from the same desperation. His 'wolf stirred at Raul's disdainful self observation reminding him determination was part of instinct and fighting for one's mate required dedication, as well as some humiliation. Raul snarled as his 'wolf's silent comment not impressed with that analogy. Raul's wolf lifted it's nose, the set of his ears and shoulders was proud, miffed at being dismissed when he was right.

KOEN

Koen felt some of his spirit was restored as he finished dressing and came out of his bedroom, hunger fighting in his guts as he went back to the lounge. Raul was still sitting on the couch, drinking his beer and listening to the rock station on the radio. 

"Hungry?" Koen asked Raul as he went past him to get a beer of his own from the kitchen.

Koen saw Raul shrug and turn around on the couch to look at him as he was returning. "A bit yeah, I haven't eaten yet, I couldn't be bothered when I got back from work."

"How about pizza? I can't be bothered cooking either but my body's demanding I fill it." Koen suggested as he picked up a brochure from a pile on the shelf under the black and glass coffee table. Looking through it he decided he wanted the meat lovers.




Opposites Attract Ch. 05



Again Raul shrugged. "I'm not to fussy, whatever suits you. I'll eat any pizza that doesn't come with anchovies or mushrooms. I hate both."

Koen smiled as he picked up the phone and placed their order. The guy on the phone told him their order would be there in forty minutes. Koen thanked him and hung up the phone and returned to sit on the other couch. 

Forty minutes later a loud knock on the front door alerted Koen that their pizza had arrived. Paying for the pizza he thanked the delivery boy and returned to the lounge. Moving a pile of recent newspapers, a few DVDs and two used coffee mugs from the table Koen replaced them with the pizza. 

"Oh I forgot to tell you there was a call for you yesterday." Raul suddenly said, wiping sauce from his mouth with his hand and licking it off, as he broke the companionable silence between them.

"Oh? Who was it?" Koen asked curiously, pausing with a new slice half way to his mouth.

"Dunno, was some guy. Said his name was Brant." Raul replied with a shrug, but curiosity showed on his face, in his golden eyes. "Sounded and felt like a 'wolf to me."

Koen froze at the sound of the familiar name. "Brant? Are you sure that's who it was?"

"Yes, of corse, I wrote it down somewhere." Raul replied insistently, getting to his feet and heading towards a wooden office desk that housed the phone and computer equipment. The was a cork notice board on the wall behind the desk and Koen watched as Raul pulled an orange post it note from the board with a satisfied air. "Yeah here it is. Brant." 

"What did he want?" Koen asked half afraid and half curious of the answer as he accepted the post it note, Raul's untidy, sprawling handwriting had indeed written Brant, called 7.45, Saturday for Koen. As much as he longed for and missed his pack he didn't want them finding him, it was best they stayed away from him.

"Didn't say and wouldn't leave a message. He just said that he'd try again and hung up on me." Raul answered with a frown. "Why shouldn't I have told him anything?"

Koen forced himself to shrug, pasting a careless smile on his face. "Nah, don't worry about it. I'm sure if it was important enough for him to call me the first time, he'll call again."

Raul looked at him suspiciously, sensing or smelling that Koen wasn't telling the complete truth. It was very hard for 'wolves to lie to each other, even harder to make a convincing lie in the first place. Natural wolves were too honest to lie and Koen felt his wolf frown, not happy with Koen's lie himself, deception was too man-like a behavior for his wolf to like. Koen ignored Raul's look and changed the subject.

"Why are you home anyway? Thought you'd have a hot date too." Koen heard himself saying, wondering why he'd said that for. It was none of his business and the hint of jealousy in it wasn't impressing him.

Raul gave him a curious look. "I just told you I worked a double shift and was resting. Plus I'm not that much of a party animal that I have to go out constantly you know." He replied the last said with a teasing smile.

Koen felt a smile twitch at his lips. "Wonder what gave me the impression that you party a lot." He retorted.

Raul shrugged widening his eyes to look innocent. "Who knows, perhaps you listen too much to what others say about me."

Koen snorted, the smile winning out this time. 

Koen blinked in surprise as Raul threw the crust of his pizza at him. "What was that for?" He asked.

Raul laughed, dipping his fingers in his coke he flicked his fingers at Koen. Koen glared as the coke flicked in his face and threw his own pizza crust at Raul. The urge to play was never far away from 'wolves and very little could get them going. Soon the pair of them were flicking each other with coke and rolling around on the carpet wrestling around and play fighting. 

Koen managed to pin Raul to the carpet, their struggling had caused Raul's t-shirt to ride up leaving a good portion of his flat, muscled abs showing. 

"What have we here?" Koen asked him around the grin on his face, his wet hair having been ripped loose of the hair tie was hanging down in their faces. 

He positioned his fingers against Raul's sides and flexed, quickly and lightly. Raul squirmed, trying to get away from the fingers digging into his ticklish sides. 

"Nothing." Raul answered around his own grin, obviously trying to force is body not to respond or give into his ticklishness. 

"If it's nothing you won't mind me doing this will you?" Koen teased as he flexed his fingers again, tickling him ruthlessly. 

It didn't take long for Koen to reduce Raul to hysterical laughter as he squirmed and withered under his weight and relentless fingers. 

"Stop! . . . Stop!" Raul gasped out between panting breaths, but Koen ignored his pleas, continuing to taunt him. 

"Seriously! . . . I'll piss . .. On you!" Raul threatened between helpless laughter and the tears pouring down his face as he tried to squirm away from Koen's fingers.

Koen grinned down at him not moved. "Doesn't scare me, it's only piss." 

". . Come on . . . Best jeans . . ." He pleaded.

Koen relented a bit. "Say that I've got a bigger dick then you." 

Raul shook his head. "Never .. . .. . . It's smaller . .. . Then . . . My baby bothers . . . If I had one . . . "

Koen shook his head, looking down at Raul with a disappointed expression. "I think you deserve more torture don't you? Now you'll have to say I'm hotter then you." He pronounced with a regretful sigh as he increased his torture.

Raul screamed with laughter as Koen leaned down to plant a big raspberry on his exposed stomach. "Alright!!" He yelled. " Your . .. Hotter than . . . My little brother."

Koen shook his head again and repeated his actions as Raul was reduced to whimpers and helpless laughter.

"Ok . . Ok . . .Your cuter then me." He relented, his squirming body heaving as he tried to catch his breath.

Koen released him. "Good, I knew it, you knew it, too bad it took torture to get you to admit it." He taunted with another grin. 

Raul grinned up at him. "Ah I wouldn't trust me on that one. I'll say anything to get out of torture."

Koen was in the process of getting off Raul and was kneeling beside him watching as his companion sat up. Their playfulness had masked how good it felt to have that warm, muscular body lying trapped underneath him and his merciless fingers. Koen had a moment to feel his 'wolf seizing the moment to snatch control of them. Then he was being moving, pouncing. 

He heard Raul grunt from their weight and abrupt action catching him off guard as the wind got knocked out of him. Then he was kissing Raul, feeling those full, surprisingly soft lips against his own as he pushed against them. Koen felt he'd made a mistake as Raul wasn't responding to his kiss. Koen's wolf still in control brushed their tongue against Raul's lips wanting admittance. As if he'd come out of a trance Koen felt the body under him relax as Raul opened his mouth and returned his kiss. Koen groaned as he thrust his tongue into Raul's mouth as they kissed hungrily. 

RAUL

Raul couldn't believe Koen was actually kissing him. His shock and disbelief had kept him still for a moment as he felt Koen lunge at him and recover from the blow of hitting the floor so hard. Not one to loose an opportunity his wolf took control and opened their mouth as they returned his kiss. Raul echoed Koen's groan as a hot tongue thrust into his mouth. Raul moaned as he got to taste Koen for the first time liking the taste and heat of his mouth as they both fought for dominance of the kiss, their tongues fighting in their aggression, sucking at each other hungrily. He heard Koen moan as their power started to slip their skins and hum as it ran down their bodies, mixing together and crackling in the air around them. Raul felt his blood begin to heat up from lust and Koen's power.

Not being able to stand it any more Raul ripped open Koen's shirt, enjoying the sound of rending fabric as he began stroking the straining muscles and smooth, warm skin now exposed to his greedy hands. Raul heard Koen growl as he ground his hips into Raul, their kiss deepening as Raul submitted allowing him control of it. Breaking apart for a moment the pair of them panted for a moment as they caught their breath. Raul opened his eyes and saw Koen's green eyes hot with lust and glowing with his 'wolf's presence before his kiss swollen lips slammed down on his again. Raul moaned responding to the heat in Koen's kiss as he ground his own hips up into Koen feeling their hard cocks slide against each other through their clothing. 

Opening his legs Raul allowed Koen to slide between them as they continued to grind against each other their breathing getting faster as they devoured each other's mouths. Raul let his hands drift down to Koen's arse, sliding his hands down the back of his jeans to grip the hard, warm flesh, his nails digging into him to spur him on. It seemed to work as Koen moaned, tearing his mouth away from Raul to slide his hot, open mouth down his neck. Raul felt the scratch of his teeth, human at the moment, and the hot, sucking of his mouth as Koen ripped the white t'shirt he was wearing. 

Raul growled thrusting into Koen as he felt Koen's warm hands moving over him, tightening his grip on the arse he was holding, moving one hand he used his fingers to tease up and down Koen's crack. Koen's moans were urging Raul on as Koen pushed his arse back into his teasing fingers. Raul deliberately kept straying from his hole but moving ever closer to his goal. Pulling his free hand out of Koen's pants he tried to slip it between them to get at the hard erection he could feel grinding into his stomach but there wasn't enough room between their bodies. Raul heard himself growling at this opposition to his fingers, still denying Koen as he used his other hand to tease him.

KOEN

Koen heard himself echo Raul's growl as he ran his hands feverishly up and down the warm, tawny skin he'd been wanting to get his hands on for days now. Raul's skin was so smooth, so warm and the muscles underneath it all shifting and straining had him hotter and harder then he'd ever been in is life. Koen kissed his way down Raul's chest as he ground his hips into him, the pair of them starting an age old bump and grind, their breathing hitching. Koen felt Raul wrap his legs around his hips as they thrust against each other. The moans coming out of Raul were almost continuous now as their grinding got faster and wilder. Raul's hands were squeezing his ass, they tightened their grip as Koen sucked and nipped the flat, hard, light brown nipples in front of him. His sucking and biting seemed to spur Raul on even further as his moaning got louder, his body jerking, causing Koen to smile around the nipple in his mouth. Then it seemed to be Koen's turn to jerk and let out a loud groan of his own as he felt the teasing fingers moving up and down his arse crack suddenly move across his hole. The finger repeated it's journey, once, twice, three times, finally on a fourth turn the tip gently pushed in causing him to jerk and growl. Using his own hands to grip Raul's neck to hold his head still he worked his way back up his chest and neck, pausing to suck on his ear for a moment. THis seemed to be some sort of added trigger for Raul as his grinding sped up and the fingers teasing him gripped hard, the finger tip pulling out. Raul's free hand stopped on it's journey back up his back to grip a handful of his half dry hair hard, tugging fitfully. His breathing had switched into a hitch and gasp that was distinctive to Koen, matching his own.

Returning to Raul's mouth he kissed him hard, feeding on the heat and taste of Raul, enjoying the loud moans and whimpers being fed to him. Caught up in a mix of feverish lust, feeling the power in his balls as it verged on exploding Koen bit Raul's lip, hearing them both growl as they tasted blood. The taste of blood, especially that of another werewolf was a major turn on. Hungrily Koen sucked at Raul's bottom lip and mouth, licking the inside of his cheeks and tongue to get the most of the blood he could taste. He felt Raul's tongue wrap around his sucking his own blood off Koen's tongue and lips. He immediately felt the hum and extra kick Raul's blood carried as it slid down his throat. Their grinding went into a rhythm neither of then could control, their power now pouring out of them.

Koen screamed into Raul's mouth as his came, feeling his body jerk and tremble as his cock jerked once, twice, three times in his jeans with the rush of cum. Raul's legs tightened around his hips as Koen dug his nails into Raul's shoulders. Koen heard Raul's own scream of completion as he came underneath him. Koen could feel Raul's cock and the rest of him jerking against him as he shot off his own load, hands gripping his hips painfully tight. 

RAUL

Raul had no idea what happened to time one moment he was lying on the carpeted floor, panting as he felt Koen's body slump onto him. He relaxed his grip on Koen's hips, flexing his fingers as they were stiff and aching from the death grip he'd had on Koen when he'd come. The air had still been crackling and snapping with the static of their clashing energy and power, matching the inside of them, the smell of male sex mixing in with it all. The next thing he knew was he was still lying there, Koen sprawled half on top of him, limbs and hair tangled up together. He felt stiff from sleeping on the floor and Koen's weight. He felt his own batteries had been recharged, as they always were from sex.

The radio was still going playing some rock song he didn't know in the background and the light beside the couches was still on. The darkness around them was just barely starting to lighten heralding the coming dawn, but it was still too early for the birds as he heard none. He had no idea if Mark or Rudi had come back after they'd passed out into their sexual stupor, he shrugged lazily a problem for later if they had. Spotting a patterned multi-coloured quilt sitting folded up the arm chair across from them he moved just enough to grab part of it in his finger tips without dislodging Koen and pulled it off the chair. Unfolding it he spread it over both of them and shifted his weight under Koen enough to get more comfortable and let himself drift. 



Opposites Attract Ch. 06



Sincere apologies to all of you reading this story. This story is a slow process but I'm slowly moving forward with it so bare with me please! Remember I enjoy feedback - good, bad, even suggestions. I have to thank my new buddy Kenny for some of the ideas in this chapter! 

Note -- Just wanted to take this moment to add something important. My character's names reflect who their wolf is more then who the person actually is, it's a 'wolf custom that they find their 'wolf's name and then take it for their own. The idea is as they age the human part of their soul achieves more and more harmony with the wolf part of their soul and will eventually mirror their wolf. Like Koen's name means Honest and his wolf's defining character trait is honesty. Honest is the true source of _who_ his wolf is and who what he is slowly becoming.

CHAPTER SIX

KOEN

Koen was dreaming. Only it didn't feel like a normal dream, Koen felt it was a summoning dream. Koen found himself out in the old familiar vale in 'wolf form. It had been the meeting place of his pack for generations and Koen found himself waiting for something as he sat on his haunches patiently, relaxed but alert. The darkness of the night was all around him, broken up by the cold glow of the stars and the subtle blue-white light of the heavy waxing moon hanging high in the sky above him, showing only a quarter was left before it was showing all of it's pale face. The tall oak and birch trees that stood at the edges of the grove spread out as far as his wolf eyes could see and a thick mist, nearly a fog drifted lazily around the area with no breeze to push it. A huge, ancient apple tree sat at the centre of the clearing with huge, flat granite stones scattered about it at random. It looked to Koen the same as it always had, but there was no smell and it was eerily silent of the normal noise made by such a vale , nor was there a breath of wind or the natural breathing rhythm of a forest at night. But Koen wasn't disturbed by this, he just waited patiently, still as the clearing around him. The reason he was here would be answered in due time he told himself as he waited. 

Time passed and yet it didn't for Koen, he had no idea how long he waited there but where there was no noise suddenly there came a howl. Low, solemn, not commanding but it was demanding an answer all the same. Koen's sensitive ears swiveled as he listened to the howl as it seemed to carry on tirelessly, effortlessly, as if the wolf howling had all the time in the world to howl like that. The tone of the howl had him cocking his head curiously. The tone and the voice were familiar to him, young, female. Raising his muzzle he answered her with his own voice in a similar low, solemn fashion, but his had a chiding, less serious edge to it. It conveyed that she didn't have to be that formal with him, or that demanding. He'd done what she wished and he was here wasn't he?

The howl stopped and knowing she wasn't far way stayed where he was indulgently, still in no real hurry to be anywhere else. Before long he heard a soft yipping sound coming out of the misty trees ahead of the slender red wolf that loped out of the trees. Her teeth were showing in a wolfish grin as she loped towards him, pale green eyes a mirror to his own reflected amusement and annoyance. Stopping in front of him she nuzzled him affectionately in greeting, rubbing her chest and side against him vibrating with that growling purr. Koen nipped her shoulder affectionately, making sure to drape a heavy leg over her shoulder to hold her still so he could wash her ears and muzzle with his tongue to be irritating. She sneezed rubbing a paw over her muzzle and ears as she moved back from him, glaring her opinion of a gesture she hated. Koen laughed silently at her, cocking his head to the side he asked her in wolf language what she wanted. With a very human roll of those pale green eyes the slender red wolf reared up on her rear legs and slipped into her human skin. Unconcerned with her nudity she sat cross legged on the grass, a pointed expression on her face as she waited for Koen to slip back to human. With a huff Koen did and mirrored her position on the grass.

"Well out with it Kaula, you don't usually go to this much trouble unless its important." Koen prompted his twin sister. The slender young 'wolf across from him looked almost identical to him, lean, as tall as he was, but her dark red hair was cut short enough that the silky looking stuff brushed her jaw. Her features were more feminine then his but they were the same, mirror images of each other. 

Kaula gave him a penetrating look her lips twitching into a smile. "Can't a little sister just want to say hello to her older brother?"

Koen returned her look without the smile. "You know this isn't a good idea."

Kaula snorted. "Oh cut that crap. They're human they can't track us into our dreams and I doubt if the 'wolves they enlisted will be looking for us this way."

Koen arched an eyebrow. "That's not the point and you know it. Leaving meant no contact between us, but you guys still managed to follow and find me."

Kaula frowned a touch of anger glittering in her pale eyes. "We miss you, you know. I miss you"

Koen softened a little. "You think I don't go a day without missing any of you?"

Kaula scowled. "Well if you miss us that much why are you still not with us? Come back, we need you. You shouldn't have left us in the first place. But you had to go and play the hero." She responded heatedly. "You had no right to just do that. We had a right to fight with you, be by your side. But no, oh no, you have to be the way you are, all pig headed and bad assed."

Koen felt his own temper straining it's leash. "Hey! Listen to me! I left for a very good reason. They weren't _just_ human you know. It was my fault they found out about our serum. They weren't giving up and they killed Dad thinking he was me and came very close to catching Rey and Raine. They severely injured Brant and Mum. I had no choice! I mean fuck me, they got Rain! He was just a baby!"

"Oh fuck you Koen! That's bullshit. Dad knew what he was getting into and the risk he was taking, so did Reynard and Mum. Raine I grant you shouldn't have happened. But that didn't give you the right to just abandon your pack. Without Dad to lead us we need you. You know it's your damned responsibility to lead our goddamned family." Kaula snarled back.

Koen snarled right back at her. Gritting his teeth he forced calm on himself, he wasn't going back into this argument, he just wasn't. "I'm not going to sit here and trade insults with you Kaula, I'm just not." Koen told her firmly, glaring at her, making sure his eyes met and locked with hers, forcing his will on her.

Kaula growled and glared right back, he eyes as feral as Koen was feeling. The staring contest and clashing of their wills went on for a few more minutes before Kaula had to give into Koen's stronger will and dropped her eyes. This was about the fourth time that Kaula had summoned him into a dream so she could talk to him, or more importantly talk him into coming back. 

Koen could hear Kaula grinding her own teeth together as she breathed slowly, her chest rising and falling raggedly as she struggled to control her strong emotions. Finally he heard a grunt and she raised her eyes to meet his own.

"Your right, I didn't actually come here to argue with you again tonight. I came for a reason."

Koen looked at her waiting for he to get to the point.

"I had one of my dreams. But I'm not sure if it's precognitive, present tense or if it's a combination of both. It included you and held dodgy omens." Kaula finally said a worried expression crossing her face as she rubbed at her temples, looking tired.  

Koen felt his own expression getting worried but he was curious about what she dreamed. Kaula had been born with some unusual gifts, Kaula's wolf wasn't called prophetess for nothing, she got everything from waking flashes to dreams both precognitive, past and present. Koen and the rest of their pack had come to rely on her instincts, her inner knowledge, trusting her visions.

"Tell me." Koen instructed her.

"I see you, a red wolf running through city streets. Your tired, injured, hunted again. There's something pursuing you, I can see the dark shadow behind you, it has an air of menace following it but it feels familiar to me. Then nothing, till I get a second image. There's another's perspective, it's like I'm looking through his eyes, but he too is running, always running, as he too searches for something, desperately. Finally I get a third image of nothing but darkness, shadows and an awful scream. That scream is like nothing I've ever heard in my life and I'll hear it's echo till the day I die. It haunts me Koen, that scream sounds like a soul being ripped out and the start of hell for whoever that noise came from. Then as the darkness fades I hear a sounds of terrible destruction, terrible anguish and rage fairly radiates from the darkness. Then nothing." Kaula explained quietly, face pale, haunted, anguished as she is talking, her hands clutching the grass next to her thighs as if the ground were a lifeline. 

Koen feels himself moving automatically, seeking to comfort her he wrapped his arms around her shaking, naked shoulders and hugged her. Allowing the soft growling purr to escape him as he rubbed her shoulders and upper arms trying to get some feeling back into her, to get her mind to come back to where they were. He knew from experience that she wouldn't be sleeping properly, the dreams or images always lingered long after the event, she often got stuck in them when replaying the memory. Koen felt Kaula lean against him taking comfort from the smell and nearness of her brother and pack mate. Even though this was technically a dream, it all felt very real to both of them.

"I have a bad feeling in my guts that it's you my instincts are warning me about. Be careful Koen." She whispered into his ear as she stayed where she was for a few moments soaking up the comfort. Koen too felt himself soaking up the same comfort of having his sister so closer for a change.

Reluctantly pulling away from her he eased away from he gently. "I think we both need to be getting back. I'll take what you said seriously and hope you are wrong that I'm not in danger." Koen reassured her as he got up and stretched. Slipping his skin he felt the familiar feel of his wolf form and trotted over to nudge Kaula's hip affectionately. He was just beginning to melt away as wolves do into the trees when he heard Kaula call his name. Stopping he turned his head to look over his shoulder curiously. His sister's expression was fierce and determined looking.

"Just so you know, you might not want us too. But we haven't stopped looking for you and we'll keep looking. We will find you and when we do Rey wants to smack you one." She promised him as she slipped her own skin, going wolf, as she herself melted into the trees leaving Koen standing there.

Koen woke up from his dream feeling exhausted. Summoning dreams for 'wolves wasn't exactly a restful experience as it actually took energy. Dreaming was the way 'wolves sent or received messages from themselves, from others, or from Gaia herself for those lucky few fortunate enough to hear from the Great Lady herself. Dreaming was even the access point for how a 'wolf died naturally, the spirit disappearing out of his or her earth bound shape to join Gaia and their ancestors. He found himself in his own bed, the bedding barely disturbed from when he'd gone to bed some hours before and hours had gone past since he'd been called in his sleep by his sister. The pale blue digits of the alarm clock on his bedside table told him that it was 4am and that the warm weight curled up in bed next to him smelled like Rudi. 

Yawning sleepily Koen felt his 'wolf stir inside him, awake because he was and curious about what he'd dreamed. Sharing his experiences in the dream with his 'wolf Koen lay there conferring, trying to puzzle out what Kaula's dream could have meant. Koen knew and trusted his sister too much to just ignore her warning and his 'wolf was in agreement. A 'wolf never discarded information, all information was important so they would mull this over between themselves and be more alert. Reminding his 'wolf that it was still too early to be up yet Koen yawned a second time, rolling over in the bed to a more comfortable position on his stomach. Inside him Koen felt his 'wolf stretch out and almost roll over himself as they both dozed, falling back towards the comforting arms of sleep. In the moment or two before he succumbed Koen found himself missing Raul next to him. 

RAUL

Raul woke up on the couch to the smell of coffee and subtle noise of Koen padding around in the kitchen. Sniffing appreciatively he shifted around in his make-shift bed, moving around so he could sit up, wrestling for a moment or two with the sheet that had got tangled around him during the night. Yawning he stretched lazily, feeling his 'wolf stretch with him ignoring his morning wood as he went to the bathroom to piss. Done with that pressing matter, he padded into the kitchen in just his boxers. Raul smiled sleepily at Koen as he gratefully accepted the cup of coffee the 'wolf was holding out to him. 

"Cream and sugar are where they always are." Koen grunted as he trudged out of the kitchen with his own black coffee and the morning newspaper that somebody had already brought. 

Raul had learned that Koen was a far from charming person before he had his morning coffee and stayed quiet as he fixed his own coffee the way he liked it, heavy on the sugar and milk, wimp coffee Koen and a lot of Raul's friends called it. Following Koen out of the kitchen he leaned against the open French doors as he watched Koen sitting in the deck chair out on the balcony. As with any other time he was close to Koen Raul felt his 'wolf stirring to the red wolf's presence, his cock too was starting to harden too as he watched the way the morning sunlight fell on Koen, highlighting the deep red in his loose, sleep tousled dark hair, the reddish shade of his sensual mouth, the pale skin on his naked upper body. So far in the two days since they had played on the carpet there hadn't been a repeat of the experience much to Raul's disappointment. He knew part of it was because Koen seemed to be acting as if it hadn't happened which frustrated but didn't surprise him. Raul admitted that he'd have been more shocked if Koen had acted differently. But he knew it wasn't helping that Rudi was around constantly. He knew that Rudi hadn't been there the night it had happened, nor had she come back at all during the morning when the pair of them had woken up still sprawled out on the floor together. They'd both showered so she couldn't have smelled the night's mischief on either of them. But she seemed to sense perhaps unconsciously that something was happening or threatening her secure position, that something being Raul. She rarely left Koen alone with Raul and when he was there she was never far away from Koen either as if she felt Raul would jump him in front of her. To Koen's irritation he felt that Koen noticed what was going on but didn't try to stop it or even acknowledge it even as he flirted or teased him all the time.

"You having something to say or do you just get your rocks off by staring at me?" Raul realized that Koen had spoken a few seconds after the words had been hanging in the air between them.

"Huh?" Raul asked uncertainly focusing on Koen's curious face and the amused smirk starting to grow on those subtly curving sensual red lips.

"You seemed to be trying to examine my brain. Your staring practically fried a hole in the side of my head." Koen teased him.

Raul felt himself blush as he realized he had been staring for several minutes without saying anything. Raul realized he'd been silent too long when Koen's arching dark red eyebrows drew together in a frown, his eyes still more amused then annoyed.

"Do I have snot on my face or something?" Koen was asking in a more serious tone, reaching up to brush at his face.

Raul shook his head in the awkward silence. "Nope, not that I could see." He replied with a flippant smile, deciding that he'd just have to go with it.

Koen grinned the start of the frown disappearing. "Well good, I'd hate to have heard that I had snot on my face and nobody'd said anything."

Raul grinned back using his eyes to subtly appreciate and admire. "As I said your face looks the way it always does to me." 

Koen smirked sipping at his coffee. 

Raul wondered where Rudi was but then realized he really didn't give a fuck, Koen was responding to him alone for a change.

Moving forward Raul wondered how far he'd go as he moved to sit in the second deck chair that was on the balcony and stretched his legs out. He nearly crowed to himself and had to fight his own smirk as he noticed Koen's eyes lock onto and linger on the tight, sturdy muscles in his long legs. Raul stretched his arms over his head and arched his back allowing the smirk this time when he felt Koen's eyes running up his body as his felt his muscles flex and shift. 

"Tease." Raul heard Koen growl softly and felt his own cock twitch as he noticed the bulge in the pair of old gray track pants Koen was wearing. It was a pair of familiar pair of pants that Koen liked to wear around the house. He was wearing nothing else though which Raul never minded, although the sight of all that bare upper body had him hard all the time. 

Raul's grin was taunting. "Care to do something about it if it bothers you so much."

Koen grinned cheekily at him but didn't move from where he was sitting, merely leaning back in his chair and stretching. His movements stretched his long, muscled legs in the old, dark grey track pants he was wearing and the muscles in his upper body. The pants were very familiar to Raul as Koen usually wore them in the evenings or mornings when he was just moving around the apartment. Raul found that his eyes were locked on the tight muscles shifting in Koen's six pack abs and had to tear his eyes away before he was tempted to start drooling only to see Koen's smirk. Deciding once again to go along with it Raul allowed his eyes to drift down Koen's half naked body lazily, lingeringly, allowing a subtle smile to pull at his own lips. He felt his smile become a smirk when he heard Koen's soft moan feeling the first stroke of victory in two days, feeling proud of the sexual tension he'd managed to build between them. He wants you Raul's wolf told him with a pleased growl, go and get him. Raul shook his head deciding that if Koen could deny and tease him as he had over the past few days then he could play as well. Raul's wolf huffed at this, not understanding why his human half was presented with an opportunity and wasn't taking it. They waited for such signs all the time and his 'wolf was confused because they usually used them to their advantage. Not this time, we can be patient and play his game. If he wants to do it this way, then fine, but I refuse to be the only one suffering, Raul told himself firmly. Squaring his shoulders he ignored the hungry look in Koen's eyes that was making his cock thrum with want for him. Raul merely arched an eyebrow of his own at Koen and sipped his own coffee and he relaxed in his chair ignoring the clear invitation.

"By the way I forgot to tell you that I saw an unfamiliar 'wolf come into the pub last night. He had short dark brown hair and pale green eyes like you. Only he was more muscular and bulkier then you are, but of a similar height. He even looked a bit like you come to think of it. He was alone and was asking questions about your band, but particularly you for some reason. A mighty curious 'wolf if you ask me, I'd have called him a fan but he wasn't any groupie I've seen before." Raul found himself saying distracting himself from giving into those hungry eyes.




Opposites Attract Ch. 06



Raul say Koen's eyes narrow and gleam with an unreadable emotion as the hunger disappeared from his expression. Seeing that he had Koen's attention Raul was curious about his reaction, feeling that a nerve had been hit here. Raul had a feeling something was going on, the mysterious Brant from a few days ago and now this brown haired 'wolf. He had a feeling they were connected somehow but each time he brought it up Koen evaded answering his questions. 

"He didn't give me a name, didn't say if he was coming back either and he left after a second Jack D and coke. " Raul went on, prodding for a spark that might answer some of his questions. 

Raul like any other 'wolf liked a curiosity, the expression curiosity killed the cat could also apply to curious 'wolves but he had to know. The mysteries surrounding Koen just seemed to keep growing the longer he spent around him.

Koen's reaction to this added bit of information was a closed expression, even his expressive green eyes were cold, empty of expression.

"I take it you know this person?" Raul prodded unable to stop himself as he ignored the clear warning in Koen's expression.

Still no reaction from Koen, not even in his body language. Most 'wolves gave away every emotion or thought they had in their body language but not Koen. Koen was too good at controlling himself for that and it was pissing Raul off.

"Just as you knew the person who called for you. Don't play cold bastard with me again Koen, I'm not stupid, I can see what's right in front of me just like anybody else." Raul dared to push.

The air between them visibly chilled even further but Raul met Koen's eyes and held his grip on those green orbs. Tension was beginning to edge into the relaxed line of Koen's shoulders but nothing else showed but Raul felt like crowing, this was more progress then he'd made in weeks.

"Koen!" Raul barked, deliberately sharper then he needed to.

"He shouldn't have come here." Koen gritted out, but his expression and body language still revealed nothing. "Where'd they get this number?" Raul heard Koen mutter in such a soft, irritated tone of voice that he barely caught the words at all.

"Who shouldn't have come here?" Raul prompted. "Who shouldn't have got this number? Come on Koen he looked like you, you must know him, he could have been your brother."

"Half." Koen grunted.

"Half what?" Raul asked feeling frustrated and knowing that his tone sounded harsh with it, getting blood out of a stone was easier then this. But Raul wasn't one to give up, not when he was getting ahead and he felt he was cracking something here. He and his 'wolf were now both dying to know more about the 'wolf they regarded as their mate.

"Brother. Half brother." Koen ground out after a long, tense silence. He said it so quietly and so reluctantly that Raul almost didn't hear him again.

"Your half brother? Which one? The 'wolf in the pub, or the one on the phone?" Raul pushed again.

"The one in the pub." Koen answered with an irritated growl. "The one on the phone was my adopted cousin."

"They are your family right? Your pack." Raul went on feeling that if he'd got this much out of him that he had to push for more while he had this small door open. He didn't know when he'd get another chance at another window into Koen.

Koen nodded but didn't add anything else.

"This is good progress here Koen. I now know more about you then I've learned in several weeks. I now have knowledge of an adopted cousin called Brant and now that you have a half brother running around somewhere. Nice to know you have similarities to the rest of us." Raul goaded him, smirking at him, going with being deliberately annoying this time as he changed to another angle.

The beginning of a smile was causing Koen's lips to twitch slightly as one corner of those red lips inched up. "What similarities?" Koen asked, some of the tension leaving him as his own wolf like curiosity showed itself.

"Oooh there goes another similarity to the rest of us! Koen has a curious streak!" Raul needled him.

This time the lip actually quirked up to a little half smile that nearly had Raul pouncing on him then and there but he held himself back with an iron grip. He had another purpose today he told his throbbing cock and equally insatiable wolf. 

"Any other family members I need to be aware of? Does the half brother have a name?" Raul carried on eagerly, perhaps too eagerly because the half smile disappeared and the wary reserve returned to Koen's face.

"Yes. Rey." Koen answered in a clipped tone of voice, the coldness had returned it seemed, making Raul want to punch him or rip his own hair out in frustration, they were back to where they started.

"You going to tell me more then just yes there buddy?" Raul urged before he clammed up completely.

"Kaula is my twin sister. Rain is my younger brother by several years. Rey or Reynard is the same age as me but is a few months older then I am. Farrell, Dior and Alair are my younger cousins, triplets. Gisele is my father's sister and then there's Diallo and Lecia my parents." Koen answered sounding reluctant, the words coming slowly as if pulled out of him against his will but Raul could see the pride, love and wistfulness in his eyes for a moment or two as he named them.

"So where are they?" Raul asked quietly, not wanting him to stop now but he already noticed that Koen's expression was controlled again, his expressive eyes cool as if that emotion hadn't been there a moment or two before.

"Not here." Koen replied curtly, shifting restlessly he got up and walked away from Raul without saying anything else. 

He left Raul feeling bewildered, even more frustrated and curious then ever. Koen had a family somewhere and now Raul knew there names at least. He also knew that it seemed that Koen's family was getting closer to Koen and that Koen didn't want them to be. The situation just got more interesting as the days passed and Raul was determined to learn what was going on. What he'd heard today was at least a start and there was a crack in the hard visage that was Koen. Raul wasn't stupid, he knew there was more to Koen then what he chose to show the world, but he needed to know more. Koen was his mate and if something was going on to endanger or trouble his mate then he needed to know to help protect him or fight beside him. He promised himself if it took till the day he chose to leave this world for the next that he'd find out more. Raul had the feeling that Koen's story would be a difficult, if not tragic one, and had the instinctive feeling that Koen had left his family not the other day around. As Raul sat there, left alone with his thoughts and now cold coffee he drifted back towards the 'wolf from the night before. Rey as Koen had called him could give him the key to more of what was going on here. But he had to be careful, he had the feeling that Koen wouldn't appreciate him sticking his curious nose into his business. He knew that this Rey had seemed a prickly and suspicious person, even rude in his coldness, but then that made sense Raul thought in amusement. He was Koen's half brother and Raul now realized why the 'wolf had felt more familiar to him then just in looks. His plan now in place Raul settled back to enjoy the morning sun, listening to the sounds of Koen moving around in the apartment behind him. 



Opposites Attract Ch. 07



Note for this chapter - my werewolves have a non-stereotypical trait in that they're not allergic to silver, instead they are allergic to iron. I've decided that my werewolves are a species of fey/Faery so iron is more logical then silver. 

Thanks yet again to you guys that are still reading this and giving me comments and encouragement! It means a lot and please keep doing so. 

CHAPTER SEVEN

RAUL

"Double Jack D and coke." The dark brown haired wolf shouted over the music and the din of the crowd that filled the pub, sliding Raul the money across the bar. Raul nodded to show he'd heard the order and began preparing it as he surreptitiously checked out the wolf. At 6'4 he was taller then Koen, his shoulders and chest were wider, packed with muscle, as were his legs and arms. He was young, Koen's age and attractive in a bad boy way, he was big and brawny reminding Raul of a sailor from another time or a heavy weight boxer. His dark brown hair was short with barely enough length to show a natural curl, his skin was a dark olive with only a short goatee on his clean shaved face. His pale green eyes were identical to Koen's, as was the controlled, cool expression in them. His face held similarities to Koen's but his features were harsher, as if a heavier hand was used to carve his features then Koen. But his mouth was the same, the same red sensual looking lips would soften his face a little if the 'wolf smiled or relaxed. If his sheer size and forbidding expression didn't stop you then his aura of tightly leashed strength and violence would. Raul shot the 'wolf he knew from Koen as Reynard his drink and handed him back his change. Koen's half brother inclined his head in a curt thank you gesture and turned his back to listen to the band. The band up there wasn't Koen's, they were a reggae band called Kenny and the Dudes and were popular enough to draw big crowds into the pub on Friday nights. Raul was no exception to the crowd, he too felt himself humming away to the catchy beat and lyrics, the particular song they were hearing was called Surfing the Tide and was one he knew well from the band's gigs here. When the song draw to a close and the last ringing notes had faded into the smoky, hot air surrounding them the lead singer, a big mixed race guy with dreads announced the band would be going on a short break and would be back in fifteen minutes.

"Why are you looking for Koen Reynard?" Raul asked bluntly, deciding that he'd have to go with the risky option if he was going to get anywhere with his inquiries.

"What did you call me?" The words were silky, chilling, carrying a growl of deadly warning despite their deceptive softness. Reynard had swung around, looming over Raul with a hard, focused expression, some unidentifiable emotion swirled in his eyes for a moment before it was gone.

"Reynard, you heard me." Raul repeated himself, meeting Reynard's cold, violent eyes and holding their grip boldly.

"You're a cocky son of a bitch aren't you 'wolf?" Reynard said in that silky cold voice. 

"Answer my question. You are known as Reynard aren't you? Or Rey." Raul pushed, ignoring the warning from his 'wolf that he was treading on dangerous ground. He knew that and he knew Reynard was more dominant then he was, but he figured he might as well keep going.

Raul got nothing, then a slight curious tilt of the head across from him, there was a flash in his green eyes as they glowed with his 'wolf's presence. "What if I am."

Raul shrugged. "Somebody I know referred to you with that name."

A dark frown pulled Reynard's thick, dark eyebrows together. "Who?" He barked, his power starting to slip his skin as his emotions began to get the better of his control. His stronger energy was starting to sting and lash at Raul but he wasn't backing down yet even as he felt his own 'wolf swim up into his eyes, tightening his muscles in readiness for a fight if it came to that. Raul felt his wolf sharpening their teeth and claws, restlessly he scratched his lengthening claws on his jeans, waiting.

Raul gave him a penetrating look, still not dropping his eyes despite the slight tremor that was taking over his body from the effort it was taking to stand up to a more dominant 'wolf then he was. 

"Who." Reynard repeated forcing his stronger will on Raul to get the answer he wanted.

Raul felt his will weakening despite himself, more his own 'wolf giving in in deference to the more dominant wolf, something that was ingrained in real wolves not just them, then his own choice.

"If you want to know you'll have to meet me after my shift." Raul gritted out reluctantly dropping his eyes and resisting the urge to rub at his tense shoulders. His wolf was still making invisible hackles stand up, still in defense mode. His 'wolf was still wary of letting down their guard and because of him so was Raul. 

He hadn't really wanted to give away his trump card but if it meant getting information out of this 'wolf, then he'd do it. He'd only meant to try and glean more information the innocent way. Clearly Reynard was no fool and Raul tipped an imaginary hat to the 'wolf. Raul watched as Reynard narrowed his eyes at him, giving him his own penetrating look before he nodded curtly.

"Come back at twelve, I'll be done then." Raul told him and turned to serve another customer who'd come to the bar, beginning to draw up the three beers she was ordering.

Another curt nod and the 'wolf had melted into the crowd.

The rest of Raul's shift seemed to fly by as it usually did on a busy Friday night, all the bands were good and the customers were all in fairly good, merry moods. Jerry and Max their two bouncers only had to break up two fights which was a bit of a record for them. But the end of his shift finally came and Raul couldn't help sighing as he rolled his tired shoulders and stretched. Getting his coat he slapped Tien his replacement on the back and waved to Allan drawing up beers as he ducked through the door behind the bar. He saw no sign of their manager Ron or Megan out the back but realized she must be outside having a smoke break. Fishing his keys out of his coat pocket he headed for his car, a battered white Toyota corolla. He smelled Reynard before he saw him leaning on his car but he kept going and unlocked the driver's side door.

"You have information. Here I am." Reynard informed Raul with a fierce look.

Raul couldn't help raising an eyebrow at this. His thought that Koen had indeed left his family not the other way around was definatly looking to be more right then wrong. Raul wondered if his suspicion that Koen's family was trying to find him was also a right one. 

"Get in, let's get some coffee I'm tired and cranky." Raul told him as he opened the door and slid in, leaning across to open the passenger door for Reynard. Reynard pulled the door open and slid in without another word as Raul started his car, pleased that the damned thing started on the first try for a change. 

Raul drove them in silence to the closest after hours coffee bar and ordered himself a large flat white, waiting as Reynard ordered a long black. They paid for their coffees and found themselves seats in the nearly empty place.

"So about this information." Reynard suddenly said impatiently.

Raul shrugged barely restraining the grin from appearing on his face. "All I heard was that your name is Reynard or Rey more commonly and you're his half brother. That's all I know." Raul replied simply, spreading his hands open face down to show he had nothing else.

The pale green eyes across from him narrowed again but that unnamed emotion flared through them again. "Half brother?" He demanded.

"Half brother." Raul confirmed, giving Reynard a curious look. 

"You have talked to Koen?" Reynard asked, an almost pleading tone in his gruff, low voice. It was so subtle Raul almost told himself he was imagining it. But no that unnamed emotion in his eyes was definatly hope to Raul's surprise. 

Raul nodded. "I'm staying with him at the moment."

Reynard's head tilted in that curious gesture of his. "Your called Raul right?"

Again Raul nodded. "Why are you staying with my brother?" Reynard asked more curious then demanding.

"I don't have an alpha and got into a fight with a lesser. I beat him up pretty badly and his older brother Jordan might be after my blood for the effort." Raul answered honestly, seeing no reason to hide the truth.

Reynard grinned openly this time, revealing a cute hidden dimple in his right cheek. "Jordan? Not a smart idea, that's not a 'wolf to get on the wrong side of."

Raul grinned back. "Perhaps not, but Dylan deserved what he got."

Reynard shook his head whistling softly in appreciation. "We all pick our battles but man you sure picked yours."

Then his expression hardened. "Why was Koen near you when that happened? Koen just doesn't go around collecting 'wolves." This time Raul thought he sensed sadness even when he saw no physical sign of this.

Raul shrugged. "We are friends. He saw the end of the fight and knowing I was a lesser without an alpha he offered. Reluctantly I grant you, but he offered to stand as my alpha for me. He seems to know Jordan well too."

This time Reynard shrugged not looking too surprised. "Everybody knows Jordan." He commented with a wry twist to his mouth.

Then he was looking at Raul searchingly after a long silence broken only by the tired middle-aged woman bringing them their coffees. "It appears that my brother sees something in you that he calls you friend and is willing to step in as your alpha so I'll go with his opinion of you." Reynard finally said sounding reluctant.

"I take it he hasn't told you why he's on his own?" Reynard volunteered after a brooding silence on his part, he'd been searching the lit up darkness outside the window restlessly. 

Raul shook his head knowing his expression was frustrated. "No, he doesn't tell me or anybody else anything. Although I think his human friend and band member knows."

Reynard looked truly surprised this time. "Mark is still with him?"

Raul nodded giving Reynard a curious look of his own. "You know Mark?"

Reynard nodded. "I do. Our pack knows him, as he knows some of us. He was there for some of it."

Raul regarded Reynard knowing the curiosity in his expression was begging for information. With a twitch of his lips Reynard seemed to take pity on him. "I can't tell you the whole story, some of it's not mine to tell, some I don't know the answer to and I'd never betray my brother you understand." Reynard told him in his hard, silky voice.

Raul nodded he understood loyalty to one's pack, even if he'd never really had a pack of his own. 

Sucking air in through his teeth Reynard chewed his bottom lip for a moment or two, clearly thinking. "Has he told you anything at all?" He started out.

Raul frowned. "He mentioned your name and the names of the rest of his family. He also mentioned in response to a Brant calling that you guys weren't supposed to know where he was or have his home number."

Reynard scowled. "Damn that Koen, when I find that boy I'm going to smack him into next Tuesday!" The 'wolf growled.

"I won't tell you how Brant got a hold of Koen's phone number or how I've managed to track him to London after the past three years." Reynard warned. "Koen made a mistake."

"A mistake?" Raul prompted when Reynard just started out the window in silence, brooding.

"Koen was always alpha material right from when he was just a pup. But he was always far to adventurous and reckless. Koen was always the one leading Kaula and I into more mischief then either of us came up with combined. He had . . . . Interests . . . That were . .different . . To the rest of us and through most of his teens he experimented with these . .. Other interests." Reynard explained.

Raul gave him a questioning look knowing through instinct that Reynard was referring to Koen's sexual interest in guys. He was also a little surprised to hear that Koen had once been far more of a free spirit, more daring then he was now. It gave Raul a clue into how much Koen's life had been changed by the events Reynard was going to tell him about.

Seeing that Raul was just going to wait out his explanation Reynard continued with a grimace. "Koen met Levi, a human male when he was nineteen. In his arrogance and naivety he believed in the old stories about soulmates and somehow convinced himself that this human was his soulmate." Reynard almost spat out, his contempt of whoever Levi was clear in his tone and expression.

Raul was startled as the soulmate myths weren't something he imagined Koen being a believer in, he was too cynical, too grounded for fairly tales. But then Raul admitted to himself he didn't know Koen that well yet and everybody was young and stupid at one time. Raul was more shocked to hear that Koen believed a human would be his soulmate. The stories for one never detailed that a human could be a 'wolf's soulmate, there wasn't a single old story containing a human soul mate and Raul like most 'wolves had heard most of them before. It just didn't happen, humans and 'wolves, as well as other shifters were sterile if they mated with a human for a start and you had to be another 'wolf to get the connection the stories told about.

"As I said Koen made a mistake. He ignored our father's warning to stay away from humans but Koen didn't listen, he rarely listened to anybody who disagreed with his opinion even Dad's. He bit Levi." Reynard went on when he'd controlled himself.

Raul felt himself blanch, Reynard's expression was pale and disturbed too. Koen's wolf must have believed enough that the human was his soul mate for them to have bitten them. No 'wolf bit his bed partner unless there was a belief and a connection in both of them to drive the instinct to mark and claim.

Reynard's expression was grim as he nodded acknowledging Raul's expression. "To this day I don't know if Koen bit him by accident or deliberately, he's never admitted to doing either one. Regardless of Koen's intent, all us 'wolves know that 'wolf serum should never get near a human."

Raul nodded still stunned Koen had done something so stupid. 'Wolves had a special type of saliva that was secreted through their fangs. During fucking with a mate a 'wolf's teeth came out and the urge to bite was strong. The heady fluid they produced during sex, 'wolf serum most of them called it, aided in the emotional, mental and physical bonding of two mates. It was a sign of their kind's aggressive tendencies to mark what was theirs and the deep bond between mates that produced the urge to bite in the first place. But the serum itself was a type of drug, in 'wolves it was addicting in a way, but only in that it addicted mates to each other as each 'wolf's serum was different. Once addicted to your mate it couldn't be broken but the addiction took place slowly, the longer the couple was together the deeper the addiction between the couple. But with humans it only took one bite and that was it, the human that was bitten was driven almost to insanity in their quest to get more of it, to fed the addiction to 'wolf serum. Most of them died from a mixture of insanity and withdrawl as the addiction to it was so strong they died from the withdrawal in a painful, slow death.

"I see you already suspect some of what I'm going to tell you." Reynard said grimly, but his eyes were more bitter then sad this time, haunted with memory.

"After Koen bit him Levi went nuts. Koen kept him locked up for several days so he couldn't escape and cause destruction, Koen didn't know what to do with him and couldn't bring himself to kill him. So he bit him again to stop his raving and screams of pain. He'd already started going through withdrawl and Koen couldn't bare to see him in that much pain. Despite Koen's precautions Levi managed to smash out the window and getting away. Koen was frantic to find him as he didn't want him getting far in the state he was in or blabbing to humans about the "wolf drug". The various governments around the world may know of us and choose to ignore us but something like that would bring far too much attention to us." Reynard carried on. 

Raul agreed wholeheartedly their kind would be fucked royally if the information got out to the wrong people that there was a new drug to fuck people up with and make money out of. There was also a risk that the government would find them a threat to humans and have them eliminated. 

"Well Koen told me what had happened, so we went looking for him and tracked him down. We managed to kill him before he could do any damage to werewolves and other weres the world over. Or we thought we'd got him in time." Reynard said darkly.

"We'd gone home confident we'd stopped the problem with Levi but we had a visit from a group of humans. Mark was with them, as Levi's brother and the rest were friends. He'd managed to tell them enough about it that they'd come investigating. They kidnapped our little brother Raine and when we couldn't find him we had to tell the others. Dad organized us to go looking for Raine and out we went, we were split up into different search groups and managed to track them down before they got far. Dad's group was the one that found Rain, but he was killed, our aunt Gisele and I was hurt pretty badly but we got Raine out of there. By the time Koen's group caught up with us we were fighting with them, they'd called in 'wolf reinforcements. Don't ask me where they got the 'wolves from, because I don't know. They captured Koen when he went to try and release his twin Kaula from the trap they'd caught her with. " Reynard continued after another one of his long, brooding silences. This time he didn't even try to keep the unhappy, pissed off expression from his face. Raul found himself wondering why they wanted just Koen when all their kind produced wolf serum. 

"When we realized Dad was dead Mum took charge of us all, Kaula and Dior were left behind with Raine and the rest of us went to find Koen. It took us a few weeks, when we found him he was chained up in a basement, the chains were iron so he couldn't break them and get away. He was unconscious when we found him, well gone into blood poisoning and we nearly lost him. The only reason we found him at all was thanks to Mark. " Again Reynard was reduced to brooding silence, but the struggle to hold back his emotions showed in his eyes despite his efforts.

"We never did learn what they did to him or what they were planning to do with him because he was gone before we could stop him. Obviously he had help from Mark again, because half dead as he was he managed to get away and we couldn't find him. We tracked him down to Ireland and again to Italy but he got away from us both times and we finally lost him three years ago." Reynard explained the pissed off expression returning to his face. "We haven't stopped looking, we never will stop looking for him. But the stubborn bastard has the idea he has to play hero here, when he doesn't. He belongs to us, as we belong with him, he's our leader whether he wants to admit it or not."

Raul sympathized with Reynard and the rest of Koen's family, he knew what they were facing with Koen's stubborn refusal to avoid something. "Don't worry I know where your coming from, I'm well acquainted with Koen's stubborn side." Raul said wryly.

The anger cleared in Reynard's expression for a moment to be replaced with curious amusement. "Oh?"

"Yep and all I'm trying to do is get into his pants." Raul admitted with a half smile, half smirk.

Reynard chuckled. "Good luck with that then, cos we've been trying for five years now."

Raul groaned. "Damn your telling me I gotta wait five years for sex?"

Reynard grinned at him that hidden dimple flashing. "If you want Koen, yeah I'd say so. If I were you buddy, I'd go for an easier lay, I really would."




Opposites Attract Ch. 07



Raul gave him a flippant look quietly amused that Reynard's grin was so similar to Koen's minus the dimple of corse. "Too late, far too late for that." He said with some amusement towards himself.

Reynard reflected his amusement back at him. "Well then for your sake I'd be hoping he's better in the sack then you think. That's one long wait." He commented with typical brotherly arrogance.

Then the pair of them dissolved into laughter knowing Koen as they did. 

KOEN

Koen was bored and restless as he sat on the couch watching the rugby, England against Wales and even though Wales was winning he was still bored. His 'wolf seemed just as bored as he was yawning inside him as he stretched, restless along with Koen. Koen knew part of their restlessness was the approaching full moon which was barely a week off now and all Were's were affected strongly by it. The other reason they were bored was because Raul wasn't there. Koen's wolf sent him amusement that he'd admitted that to himself for once causing him to bare his teeth at his wolf threateningly. But it was a half hearted attempt, they both knew it, as Koen felt his wolf bare his own teeth at him in a wolfish grin, unrepentant in his light hearted ribbing.

A key turning in the lock had Koen turning around on the couch to look over his shoulder, but he'd already smelled Mark and was truly surprised at the level of disappointment he was feeling.

"Hey." Mark called tiredly, lacking his usual good natured cheer as he locked the door behind him and came over to sprawl on the couch next to Koen. 

"Bad night?" Koen asked.

Mark nodded running a hand through his spiked up blonde hair, restless himself. "Yep."

"That bad?" Koen asked, knowing sympathetically that Mark had been on another date tonight, he knew the guy was called Andy and he was the brown haired jock from their clubbing adventure a few weeks back. As far as he knew their relationship was going alright as this was the eighth date the pair had had and he knew from Mark's over sharing that they were already fucking.

Mark grunted. "I dumped him."

"Why?" Koen wanted to know.

Mark shrugged. "He wanted a threesome with his best friend. I didn't."

Koen shot Mark a searching look. "A threesome?"

Mark nodded his expression a mix of amusement and disgust. "Yeah, they wanted to use restraints."

Koen felt himself shake with silent laughter. "I take it that isn't your thing." Knowing full well that Mark didn't mind the odd role playing or light S&M play. It was the threesome his friend wasn't into.

Mark wrinkled his nose confirming what Koen had thought. "Role play I don't mind some of, or the restraints necessarily, but I do need to know the guy more then a few weeks before I start that shit. His best friend was a redhead, I don't do redheads." He commented with a snort, shooting Koen an apologetic look but Koen just shrugged. He was used to his friend's dislike of redheads, gingers he called them, often bemoaning how much of at turn off red pubes were to him. "If I was going to have some fun with a threesome that dude wouldn't have been my choice. I wouldn't have even considered him for a drunken one night stand."

This time Koen lost the grip on his amusement and laughed ignoring the arch, pissed off look Mark threw at him. "So it's like that is it? I'm just here for you to laugh at aren't I?" He wanted to know.

Koen just laughed, not able to answer as Mark flipped him off.

"And where is the studly Raul this evening?" Mark prodded, deciding to take a different tack.

Koen stopped laughing and gave his friend a dirty look. "Working."

"Any more action since the last time or you two still flirting?" Mark asked boldly, shamelessly nosy, but Koen realized it was his own fault for telling Mark what had happened between them on the carpet.

Not getting an answer Mark burst into his own laughter. "Now he's silent. Good to know I've found the trigger to keep your mouth shut." He said when he'd recovered enough to talk, amused probably by the expression on Koen's face more then what he hadn't said.

Mark sighed. "You really have to do something you know. Your balls must be killing you."

"They are." Koen admitted wryly.

Mark rolled his eyes. "Well you know what to do about it."

"He's playing hard to get." Koen admitted again.

Mark grinned wickedly at him. "Uh huh, the boy playing you at your own game now? Good for him, I knew I liked him."

Koen scowled at Mark.

"What?" Mark asked innocently. "I say just jump him, what are you waiting for." He added with a leer.

Koen grinned thinking he just might, then shook his head sobering as he realized he'd forgotten to tell Mark something.

"Raul's seen Rey."

"Where?" Mark asked seriously, his expression hardening in response to Koen's words.

"The pub. Said he was there asking questions about our band, but especially me." Koen explained, the irritation and worry he'd been feeling since the phone call returning.

Mark's eyes narrowed. "This is barely a few days after Brant calling here right?"

Koen nodded grimly.

"That means there getting closer my friend. Time to leave?" Mark asked gravely, his eyes calm and supportive as he prepared to do whatever Koen needed. 

Koen gave Mark an appreciative look, he wouldn't have got far in the last five years without Mark's support and loyalty. Wondering what he'd done to deserve it really.

He shook his head reluctantly after they'd stared at each other for a moment or two, considering. "No, not yet. It might be alright for them to come to me now, we haven't seen any activity from your brother's buddies."

Mark looked grim. "Are you sure? I know that trio of bastards, they don't just give up on something they could make a profit from."

Again Koen shook his head disagreeing but he decided to share Kaula's dream with Mark, an idea fully supported by his wolf who agreed that three sets of eyes were better then two. "I say we stay a few more days, maybe allow Rey to come to us. But I think we should start preparing to take the band on the road, we haven't toured properly since we've been back and if we're moving we'll be harder to pin down." Koen suggested.

Mark looked troubled, clearly still considering Kaula's dream and the conversation they were having. He stared at Koen thoughtfully for a moment or two then reluctantly nodded. "Okay, but we're making preparations tomorrow. I'm taking no precautions alright?"

Koen nodded his agreement.



Opposites Attract Ch. 08



Apologies for the long delay in chapters, I thank everybody that took the time to read it and those that commented on my story. I hope you enjoy the chapter. Comments are welcome. 

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CHAPTER EIGHT

RAUL

Raul was restless as he tossed and turned on the wide, comfortable couch bed he was sleeping on. He stretched giving up on sleep as he pushed aside the light sheet and blanket that covered his naked body. He opened his eyes to regard the unfamiliar living room he was in and growled at the empty space, knowing from the alert, almost brooding awareness in his blood and his wolf, that tonight the moon would rise full. 

It was still dark, not the kind of deep darkness that signaled the middle of the night, the shades of grey highlighting it hinted at it being closer to 5am. Not that the darkness was a problem to his wolf eyes as he could see easily. 

Raul listened to the sounds of crickets and frogs chirping outside the open windows, the light patterned curtains blowing gently in the cooling breeze coming through them. The polished wooden floor seemed to glow under the shaft of pure moonlight that was hitting it from between a gap in the curtains. The same soft breeze was making a couple of wooden wind chimes tinkle somewhere outside. Smells of wood, polish, grass, trees and good clean dirt drifted into his sensitive nose. The ticking of a background clock seemed loud because it was the only other noise when he was used to the noise and bustle of London. His wolf was enjoying the rare opportunity to be away from it but Raul felt the silence was unnerving used to the city as he was. 

As always Raul wondered where Koen was remembering that the alpha had brought them here to his country property, a safe idea when tonight they'd be under the moon's control. Standing up he wandered across the living room to the sliding door that was already open suggesting Koen had probably gone out for a run. Like him Koen was as restless and unsettled by the approaching rise of the full moon and the red wolf had been unable to settle the last time he'd heard him prowling the house. 

Raul felt a wicked grin spread across his face knowing that he had made Koen worse by kissing him twice after his meeting with Reynard. It did seem that progress was being made or the moon had begun to effect Koen early, as his alpha had kissed back, it seemed that Koen could not help himself. Only timely or untimely arrivals of Rudi or Mark if you looked at it from Raul's perspective had stopped their kisses carrying on to their inevitable end. 

As he leaned against the door frame the darkness outside was lit up by the low slung moon and the stars shielded by the darker floating shapes of clouds. He automatically searched the soft darkness for Koen and at first he could not see, hear or smell Koen. Raul was considering slipping his skin to go for a run and look for him, anything to escape some of the restlessness itching at him. 

Then he saw something out of the corner of his eye and turned to stare in complete surprise at the sight that met his eyes, he blinked twice to make sure his eyes weren't lying to him. A huge red wolf was darting easily between the trees, weaving in and out like a ghost. 

Following along with his antics was another pair of wolves as the three wolves chased each other in a classic game of chase and catch. The red wolf was easily recognizable as Koen from the smell and feel of his energy; the other two were not fellow werewolves but their wolf cousins, easily recognizable if you looked. 

While the red wolf looked like the native wolves he played with, Koen was much larger twice the size of a large native male wolf and more heavily muscled. Werewolf eyes glowed, seeming to burn hypnotically out of the darkness with a cold, feral intelligence and clarity that no natural wolf had. There were more subtle differences too in just the air of power that seemed to hover like an aura and the solid color of Koen's glossy dark red pelt.

Koen and the two male native wolves seemed to be enjoying themselves judging by the alert, forward facing ears and the wolf grins. Raul felt his own grin spreading across his face as he watched the playful game of chase, his own sense of fun stirring quickly, his wolf wanting to join in the game as well. 

Abruptly Koen darted out from behind a bush and stared straight at Raul with his eerie glowing eyes and made a noise, a soft humming whine that was wolf for come and join in. With pleased yelps Koen's two companions sprang out from behind bushes of their own to tackle the much larger red wolf. With a surprised huffing grunt Koen went down under their combined weight as the two wolves wrestled with him on the ground. With a loud whoop Raul shed his human skin, accelerating through his change at top speed and felt his paws hit the ground as he darted into the middle of the game, nipping playfully at the heels of the nearest native wolf. 

KOEN

Koen flopped onto the soft grass of his backyard and rolled in it enjoying the feel of it on his sweat soaked fur. He allowed his muzzle to fall open in a wolf grin, tongue lolling as he panted, he rolled onto his belly. Raul and the two native wolves flopped down around him in various poses of happy collapse. 

The four of them had had a merry chase playing in the trees until they'd all exhausted themselves Companionable silence reigned as they got their breath back, Koen could still feel the alert hum in his blood and energy that told him the moon was due to rise tonight. 

His wolf was just as alert too, his ears and hackles raised in awareness, but their combined restlessness was tempered by the exhaustion of a good run for the moment. His purpose in seeking out his two smaller friends in the first place had been to exhaust himself a little, as he had been unable to sleep. Tossing and turning on his bed from a mixture of his moon tension and lust for Raul had not been any fun and the longer he'd been there, the stronger the urge to fuck Raul got. 

Koen listened as a low, mellow howl sounded from far off in the night. Koen's two native wolf companions leapt to their feet and answered the mellow howl of their alpha, disappearing into the trees without as much as a farewell. Koen did not need farewells from his two smaller friends, they often ran together when he came out here as the native wolves were just youngsters and enjoyed stretching their muscles whenever they could. 

Lost in his thoughts and the peace around them Koen realized the black wolf was sitting on his haunches next to him. Raul was studying him with a mix of lust and thoughtfulness in his gleaming golden eyes. 

For a moment or two Koen was tempted to stay in wolf form to avoid his human form around Raul. But for once being in wolf form was not stopping his desire for Raul at all. To his wolf half Raul was a good looking beast, being nearly as large as Koen but he was a leaner wolf as fitted his human form. His glossy black fur and golden eyes with their distinctive glow were mesmerizing and although 'wolves were too civilized to have sex in wolf form Koen was tempted regardless. Clearly the hunger Koen could see burning in Raul's eyes meant he was just as affected. 

With a sigh Koen slipped his skin and sat up on the grass as he saw the air around Raul shimmer and waver, as he too slipped his skin. As always watching another wolf change never failed to leave Koen in awe as he watched Raul's wolf form blur and dissolve as his human form molded itself from within it. 

For a long, tense moment silence stretched on as the pair of them, both naked in their human forms stared at each other, their mutual hunger locking them together. 

Raul broke their gazes first and growled a low frustrated noise as he glared at Koen. Koen could smell how horny Raul was and already felt Raul's power beginning to escape his control. Koen felt his own power respond and unfurl as it escaped his control running out his skin as he shuddered. His cock already impossibly hard, throbbed and ached with the need that was forcing his entire body to tremble. So strong was Koen's desire he could no longer even remember why he was resisting Raul. He was so far gone into his wolf emotions and to the power of the moon already shredding his usual control and clear thinking that it was all he could do just to sit there and not jump Raul.

He shook his head irritated, there was a reason he was resisting he could dimly feel he did have a reason. But compelled and seduced as he was, he was rapidly losing the will to care anymore. 

Koen had a moment to register Raul's nose flare and saw a fleeting feral smirk cross Raul's face, his eyes flashed, then the blur that was Raul was coming at him as he grunted under Raul's weight. 

As Raul's mouth locked onto his, Koen heard a noise, a desperate horny groan and realized it was his as he opened his mouth to Raul's aggressive kiss. They sucked on each other's tongues as they devoured each other, allowing their hands to roam as they touched and caressed each other. 

Under the heat of that kiss and the warm, hard body pressing him down into the grass Koen heard himself release another identical noise. Escaping his control his energy snapped and crackled running between them like a runaway train. 

He grabbed handfuls of Raul's hair and roughly used it to jerk his head back as he reared up under him, breaking their kiss so he could attack the warm, tawny skin of his neck fighting the urge to bite him as his teeth lengthened. Whether it was from the scratch of his teeth or something else Koen heard Raul's hard growl, as horny and desperate a noise as his own, he felt Raul release the last of his own energy to run over them. 

Koen moaned as he felt their energy clash and crackle as it ran together and down his skin with warm, electric fingers. Koen felt Raul's hands running over him greedily and arched his back as he felt the cut of sharp nails realizing that Raul's teeth and nails must have sharpened too. Koen nipped and sucked the skin over Raul's shoulder, working his way across his upper chest and back up to his mouth. 

Raul growled and kissed him back just as hungrily as Koen felt him bite his bottom lip in his aggression. Koen growled back, he rolled them over, enjoying the sensual pleasure of feeling their bodies rubbing against each other as he ground his hips into Raul. By now their power was running rampant crackling around them and firing their blood, the urge to bite Raul, to mark, to fuck him, was so strong he dug his sharpened teeth into Raul's skin and listened to Raul's moan of encouragement.

RAUL

Raul's last thought before he pounced was he never thought he'd be so grateful to a full moon. Now he kissed Koen, sucking his tongue back into his mouth as he stroked Koen's face and down to his strong shoulders. He allowed his hands to stroke over Koen's strong abs, running his fingers over the muscles, scoring with his sharp claws. 

He grinned as he felt Koen arch into his hands, feeling as if he didn't have enough hands to touch Koen, wanting almost to rip his skin open to get inside him. His hands found the hot, hard length of Koen's dick he could feel pressing into his thigh and heard his own excited growl as he realized Koen was a big guy. His own cock was just as hard and demanding attention as he ground his hips into Koen, feeling Koen's hands find his arse. 

Wrapping his hand around Koen's cock, he stroked using the freely leaking precum as lube, feeling his arse clench in excited anticipation, enjoying Koen's hands touching him as he felt fingers playing with his hole At Koen's encouraging growl Raul sped up what he was doing, feeling a feral grin across his face as he heard Koen's breathing become more of a ragged pant. He heard himself moan, his own breathing starting to match Koen's as he pushed his arse back into Koen's fingers, feeling a second finger, then at third work their way inside him. 

Releasing Koen's mouth he moved down the body under him his hot, sucking mouth aiming for his hands. He jerked and hissed as he felt Koen's free hand run across his hip to wrap around his own hard, leaking cock, Koen began to stroke with teasing fingers varying the speed to torment him. 

When he had Koen's body trembling from his efforts as he finally took his cock in his mouth and slowly swallowed it. Under the attention of his skilled mouth and tongue Koen was panting in ragged gasps as he thrust his hips helplessly, his hands gripping onto Raul hard.

Koen's wasn't controlling his great strength so Raul was distantly aware that hard grip was painful and leaving bruises, Koen's sharpened claws were digging into him enough that he felt warm trails of blood. 

Raul heard a hoarse growl as his only warning then he felt an almost brutal tug on his hair. Koen jerked him up and off; Raul realized dimly that he was air borne as Koen all but threw him off him. In the same blinding rush of speed and strength as Raul gasped for the air that was knocked out of him, Koen grabbed his leg and hauled, rolling on top of him and sliding between his legs. 

Raul allowed Koen to slide between his legs and slung his legs over Koen's shoulders, running his hands mindlessly over him. Raul let out an excited growl as he thrust his hips towards the head of the erection prodding the entrance to his hole. 

Raul stared into the blazing pale green eyes hovering above him as he felt that large, gently tapered head push through his tight ring of muscles. He gasped through the pleasure pain, as Koen sweat beading on his forehead and shoulders, pushed steadily forward fighting his body's resistance. 

Raul had a moment to glory in the pleasure-pain fullness of Koen's large cock resting fully embedded in him, then Koen was suddenly thrusting forward, clearly having lost his great control. Raul arched his back thrusting back into Koen as he lost himself in the power of his heated blood and the clashing power between the two of them. 

He was aware of a low continuous growl and realized it was coming from Koen; Raul increased his speed as he thrust back into Koen, encouraging Koen to go faster, moaning when he felt Koen begin to thrust harder and faster. Koen leaned forward and kissed him thrusting his tongue into Raul's mouth in time to the thrusts of his cock. Raul could feel that Koen's teeth were still sharpening and ran his tongue over them curiously, deliberately cutting his tongue on a sharpened canine. He heard Koen growl as they both tasted his blood and pulled back from their kiss. 

Raul saw Koen's eyes take on a red glow of blood lust then he darted forward, sharp wolf teeth bared. Raul moaned excitedly as he felt Koen's sharp teeth sink into the base of his neck, gripping onto Koen's forearms for support. The sting of Koen's bite merged with the drugging pleasure of wolf serum being leaked into him, Koen's special version was like having heated ginger spice racing through his veins. 

Caught between a final brutal thrust that stretched him to capacity and the drugging pleasure pain of Koen's bite, Raul screamed as he felt his balls all but explode with his climax, feeling his seed spray Koen's abdomen and chest as his cock jerked, pulsing with his orgasm. 

He was faintly aware that he was digging his sharpened claws into Koen's upper arms. He felt slippery blood between his fingers, and found himself jerking up from the ground to violently sink his own sharper teeth into Koen's shoulder, growling as he got a mouth full of hot, rich, electricity filled blood. Hungrily he swallowed, daring to swallow a second mouthful as he allowed the serum sacks in his jaws to leak serum into Koen. 

As Raul felt Koen shudder from his own climax, he could feel hot seed fill his insides and wrapped himself around Koen as they panted and jerked. He was releasing his bite and pulling his teeth out of Koen, when he felt a bond snap taut between them like a bow string. He was aware that his entire body and soul were tingling; he could feel the presence of Koen in a place so deep inside him he wasn't sure of a name for it and then darkness.

KOEN

Koen woke up aware that nearly an entire day had vanished on him from the sounds of daylight wildlife beginning to settle itself for the night and from the angle of the setting sun. He realized he felt stiff and stretched feeling the body tangled up with his stir. He also realized from the itching awareness in his blood that the full moon was rising, his wolf was stirring and reading himself to seize control of them both. 

His back, stomach and right shoulder in particular stung and he felt the dizzy drugging contentment of wolf serum. Opening his eye he got a glimpse of Raul's left shoulder and neck, he stared bemused at the deep, already healed teeth marks. 

Hazily he was aware that he could not only feel his mate beside him but he could also feel him in so deep a place inside him that he was actually a part of him. He was too blended with his wolf to question it to much, but knew he should be very concerned about that but for now he was fine with it, more curious than anything else. 

Poking it with a curious mental thought he saw that the presence of his mate inside him was connected to him by a long glowing white cord. Touching it he heard a mental twang as if he'd flicked a nylon string pulled taut between two sticks. 

Shrugging he was too comfortable and to content to really want to poke at it too much, he left it alone, happy to laze on the grass with his mate and enjoy the warm sunshine. Koen closed his eyes and dozed, running his fingers lazily over Raul's smooth, warm skin. He was aware that the humming growl was coming from him as he felt Raul's fingers lazily drift through his hair, enjoying the deeper quicksilver iced-heat running through him from Raul's bite. 

Sometime later Koen woke up to find he was hard and full of a violently urgent need to fuck Raul. Before he could do more than register that, he found himself rolling over to slide between Raul's legs. Raul's legs wrapped around him, gripping with all their strength as Koen listened to his mate's sleepy hum of encouragement. 

He buried himself easily inside Raul, who was already opened and slick from their last mating, and growled at the tight, heat gripping him. From underneath him Raul moaned, tightening his legs as Koen felt Raul's claws dig into his back. 

Leaning forward Koen contracted his abs so that he stroked Raul's hard cock trapped between their bodies, feeling a feral grin cross his face as he heard Raul's excited hum. Their energy snapped and popped around them as it stroked down their bodies adding to their level of excitement. Through the strange connection between them Koen could feel Raul's pleasure, his joy in what they were doing and his sense of victory.

"Fuck you." Koen ground out into Raul's ear as he thrust harder, feeling the need to curse him. 

He sucked on the ear, he moved his mouth up Raul's throat and kissed him hard. The smell of Raul was driving him crazy, as was the lure of his hot, hard muscled body. He used his sharp claws to score up Raul's sides and was rewarded with a choked noise of pleasure.

"You are." Raul whispered into Koen's mouth and Koen felt him smirk as he tightened his muscles, gripping harder as if he was attempting to keep Koen's cock inside him. 

Responding easily to Koen's body Raul matched Koen's thrusts as they rose and fell, giving and taking. Breathing heavily Koen broke free of the kiss and buried his face in the warm, heated curve of Koen's shoulder. 

He could smell the rich scent of Raul's blood and felt the urge to mark him again. He used his sharpened teeth to tease Raul and he buried himself for the last time inside Raul to release himself. He groaned as his body jerked and heaved from his climax and giving into the lure of his instincts bit him. 




Opposites Attract Ch. 08



Underneath him Raul jerked, his limbs clamping around Koen as he moaned from his own powerful climax. Koen grunted as he felt Raul's hot seed coat his stomach and chest for the second time, hearing himself growl as he felt Raul's teeth sink into his chest. He hungrily swallowed the mouthful or two of Raul's blood and allowed his serum to pump into him. 

He collapsed on top of Raul; reluctantly he let go of Raul's shoulder, enjoying the drugging heated ice hum of wolf serum coursing through his blood for the second time along with Raul's blood. His energy snapped and crackled around him like static, the cord tying them together was thrumming with energy of its own as it sent Raul's pleasure and smug satisfaction to him. 

This time Koen was aware of his own smug satisfaction and drowsy pleasure going back along the tie between them as he felt Raul release his bite. 

Koen nuzzled Raul's soft, tawny skin, enjoying his mate's unique smell and energy. Koen rolled them over so he could lie on his back and cradle Raul against his body. Koen felt Raul's limbs relax their grip around him and listened to Raul's soft purring growl of contentment. 

Drowsily he allowed himself to drift again, feeling in his blood that the sun was finally setting and the moon was rising. Koen thought he heard Raul whisper "I love you" into his shoulder, then he was gone into darkness again.

KOEN

Koen woke up aware from the roar in his blood that the moon was up, riding high in the sky and had a moment or two to blink warily at the dimming sky above him. 

Then there was a growl from his wolf that was his only warning as he seized control. Seamlessly they blended together, one whole instead of two as they exploded out of their weak human form. 

Their human body crunched and strained from the force of the moon and their harsher wolf nature on his soft human body, as it twisted and morphed. Then paws were hitting the ground and they ran, glorying in the feeling of the thrumming power running through their veins that came from the shinning moon rising in the sky above him. 

They were aware from the soft pads hitting the leaf litter behind him that they did not run alone. Lifting their muzzle to the sky above them they howled their joy and gratitude for the moon's gift and were joined by another howl that matched and countered in perfect harmony. 

Still they ran enjoying the sound, smell and feel of the small, familiar forest surrounding them, glorying in the black wolf that followed them. They were no longer alone for this moonlight run, they felt powerful, needed, part of a team, but under that was a deeper, darker thrum that desired hot blood and living flesh. But that could wait; there was time to provide for themselves and their mate. 

They circled, doubling back as they raised their ears, tongue lolling in silent laughter they charged at the black wolf. Their mate let out a surprised huff as they shoulder barged him, turning, slippery as the fish in a stream, they nipped a muscled, black flank and darted off, grinning at the loud disgruntled snort they heard from behind them. 

Turning quickly they circled around and darted back towards where they'd just left their mate and were immediately surprised to find him gone. Head cocked they searched the trees for a sign of the black wolf, raising their head they sniffed the air, eyes narrowed, they picked up a faint scent and turned to look over their left shoulder.

There was a playful snarl not from the left as they expected, but from the right, they felt a muscular shoulder barge into their hip, shoving hard. Letting out an amused, surprised grunt they went sprawling and looked up to find the black wolf standing over them. Amusement and smug pride gleamed in familiar eyes, the black head cocked to the side, I did well, I tricked you he taunted them mischievously. 

Sneezing their rude opinion of that they picked themselves up, noses held high but a playful wave of their tail acknowledged their mates victory. The black wolf let out a high whine that was wolf for wait here and disappeared into the trees leaving them behind only to return with something in his mouth. 

They were curious as their mate tossed his head gracefully, allowing the small, spiky brown object in his mouth to fly out. Tail held erect, their companion waved it teasingly, he let out a soft yelp of encouragement and challenge, glancing back at them over his shoulder as he took off. 

For a moment they were too puzzled to follow, trying to work out what they'd been invited to do, watching as the black wolf used his paw to flick the object, a pine cone, across the grass and chase it. Again they heard the same soft yelp of challenge and the black wolf repeated his action, glancing back over his shoulder again to see if his mate had caught on. 

With a loud snort of understanding they took off racing the black wolf to control and chase the pine cone around. Growing bored with the pine cone game they wrestled on the ground, testing their strength and agility, finding that the black wolf was faster as he wriggled out from under their grip pinning him down, darting off with a final playful nip.

The siren call of hot blood and fresh meat never far away returned to urge them on and they found themselves scenting, tracking and chasing down a young buck. 

Through cunning and a combined team effort they cornered the young buck bringing him down in triumph, they gorged themselves, satisfying their sinister cravings. 

Full of hot blood and living, fresh flesh they dozed curled side by side next to the remains of their kill, their blood still pulsing with the moon's power.



Opposites Attract Ch. 09



Thanks to my many faithful readers who have waited so patiently for this newest installment of these boys of mine. Enjoy! Here it is, for you guys!


CHAPTER 9

RAUL


Chapter Nine

RAUL

"I'll come and see you tomorrow." Koen had said when the red wolf had dropped him off at his own small apartment when they hard parted company two days before. 

Raul was more pissed off and more hurt then he'd ever been before as he paced restlessly back and forth across his living room.  

It still shouldn't come as a surprise to him or piss him off as much as this did but it seemed Koen had done a runner on him or at the very least was avoiding him. As he hadn’t heard from Koen in the two says since he’d allowed his red wolf to leave his side.  

He thought now that he’d got them both through the all important first moon and achieved his goal of getting into Koen’s pants or perhaps that was his pants he’d let Koen into? Raul added in a touch of bittersweet ironic amusement.  

Once bonded to each other Raul thought it would now be safe to leave Koen and continue on with the fun stuff. But oh no, he should have known better, this was Koen after all. Nothing that involved the stubborn, wilful and extremely slippery red wolf should ever be considered easy.

 So he’d been stupid and he’d gone through the motions, gone to work, caught up with his few scattered friends and flirted a bit with his customer’s as he waited for Koen to come and get him. But he knew as the hours tracked on and his need to be with his mate grew without his mate being there, the longer it dawned on him, that Koen was both feeling the same draw to come to him and was resisting it with all his considerable strength.   

Although Raul knew it was Koen’s fault that he was now in this situation, he knew it was more his fault. He knew he never should have left him on his own after what had happened, for a ‘wolf Koen thought far too much and was very good at talking himself out of anything he didn’t want to face. No doubt he’d got back home and done both to the full extent of significant skill, which left Raul to be the one, yet again to go to Koen. 

They were mate’s now and even though Raul was a novice at dealing with a mate and a mate bond, he knew while the unmated mate was a damned horny creature, nothing was hornier then a just mated and bonded ‘wolf.  Worse than that was an extremely horny bonded wolf who hadn’t been touched by or been near his mate in two days.

So that was why Raul was pacing restlessly back and forth across the brightly coloured Native American rug on his small apartment floor as he switched from cursing his bastard of a mate and his rock hard erection and trembling body. His soul and his very flesh craved Koen like nothing he’d ever felt before and if that wasn’t bad enough he could feel a dim echo of the same demanding need and desire for him coming from Koen.  It stood to reason that if Raul could feel it all, then so could Koen and that was adding to his feverish desire and anger that his mate was denying them both relief.

Those two days during the full moon might have been a dream and not reality.  But he knew as sure as the strange shimmery cord between them that it had happened. That they had run through the night as wolves. If he had been a normal man and not a 'wolf he'd have still possessed more physical reminders of what they had done together. 

Both of them had been covered in 'wolf bites, scratches, bruises and despite his own healing gifts his arse was still a bit tender the day they’d returned from the relentless pounding Koen had given him over and over again.  At the memory of it all Raul couldn’t help it, he felt himself hardening even more then he already was and heard his own helpless whimper as his body quivered with his need for the red wolf.

But Raul found despite his anger to his frustration and shame he knew he would both jump on Koen and allow him back into his body the minute he saw him as he couldn’t take it anymore. The only bitter solace he managed to take from the whole mess was that he didn't think Koen had gone from fucking him to fucking his bitch of a girlfriend to release his sexual frustration and need, he'd have felt it if his mate was betraying him that way.  

Despite himself Raul couldn’t help prodding a mental finger at the connection between them again, rather like a small boy who couldn’t help poking at a sore bruise over and over again.  At his prodding he found that it had dimmed a little with the distance between them but Raul could still feel Koen on the other side of the connection and just to feel his energy made Raul feel a weird sense of homesickness along with another increase in the waves of sexual need pouring through him. 

Feeling Koen’s matching emotions was a bittersweet irony again, but he just couldn’t seem to stop torturing himself. 

"Why the fuck did we have to pick this one 'oh smart wolf of mine?" Raul snarled at his inner wolf. I hope the son of bitch is just as fucked up as I am.

For once Raul received no smart ass remark or any response at all as his wolf' was curled inside him contently sleeping off their activities during the full moon. All he got was an amused flick of his wolf’s ears for his trouble and a sleepy possessive thought that conveyed that no other would have been for them. 

"Well that’s a fat lot of good that thinking is doing for us my boy, as it appears we regard him as ours but he certainly doesn’t think the same." Raul retorted bitterly.

This time a sleepy golden eye cracked open as his wolf regarded him with exasperation, letting him know the business of mates was not meant to be easy, none could fight the bond for long.   

The ears flicked forward and then back again, listening intently. A wicked canine grin spread across his muzzle as the black wolf inside Raul sat up all but quivering.

“It’s not funny at all; I don’t see what the fuck you have to laugh about.” Raul growled stalking back across the room in yet another trek around it.

In hindsight Raul realised he should have known his ‘wolf better than that and should have taken the wicked grin more seriously. Raul’s ‘wolf was a devious, cunning and endlessly smug creature and loved to rub Raul’s nose in it whenever he could, and in this case Raul realised he would be hearing it for years to come.

 Because with barely any warning but a flare of the bond between them and the sense of a familiar scent, the door flew open behind a powerful, solid kick that splintered the door and sent the pieces flying in all directions.  

Materialising where the door used to be was a familiar tall trembling black leather glad figure with a pair of wild pale green eyes, flushed pale skin and dishevelled dark red hair as he stalked in

“Did you have to wreck my door? What happened to knocking?” Raul couldn’t help drawling.

“This is your fault!” Koen snarled. 

Raul drew himself up and raised his chin proudly. “You bastard how dare you say it’s my fault! It’s you who kept away from me remember, not the other way around. I’d say it’s your fault. If you hadn’t been your stubborn self neither of us with be in this state.” He snarled right back. 

Even as he snarled Raul still trembled and his cock throbbed for his mate, hell, even his asshole clenched excitedly in anticipation.  His hands balled up in an effort to keep what little of his dignity and to stop him from pouncing on Koen and ripping off his clothes.  

Koen’s power and his scent wrapped around Raul and tortured him as he found himself backing into the far living room wall in an effort to stay as far away from Koen.  

Even as fucked up as he was some part of Raul could still feel some amusement and vindictive, ironic victory in the equally tortured expression  on Koen’s face and in the fact that for once Koen had come to him. By force and half unwillingly it was true but he was still here first and from that Raul took a certain sense of bittersweet victory. 

Raul didn’t even think Koen was aware that he was instinctively stalking Raul across the room, even as he was resisting being drawn anywhere near Raul.  Koen’s tall, lean body was trembling as badly as his was and he could see the rigid outline of his fully hard cock through his leather pants.  His pale green eyes were glazed and wild, his lips looked swollen and red from his biting them and his pale skin was flushed. His long hair was ruffled and glossy as it fell around him. 

Koen’s natural scent mixed in with sex, anger and desire was a heady tonic for Raul and he found despite his best efforts that he was slowly sagging against the wall.  Out of his own feverish eyes he saw Koen’s whole body stiffen and his nose flare, as he inhaled Raul’s own smells.

Raul saw Koen’s resistance fade as the red wolf stalked the last few steps up to his side and grabbed for him just as his legs buckled under him. Koen caught him and slammed him back against the wall with his considerable weight and strength behind it.  Somehow Raul managed to raise his chin and challenge him as their eyes locked. 

For a moment the tension stretched taut between them as their bond strengthened and hummed between them and then Koen closed his eyes tightly, his body tensing as he tried to resist once more but Raul wasn’t about to put up with that again.

“You are mine! You will not run!” Raul hissed into Koen’s ear as he abruptly bit his ear and sucked, hard.  He wrapped his arms around Koen’s shoulders and gripped with all his own considerable possessive strength. 

“Mine!” He growled, louder this time with another hard bite and hard sucks on the same ear as he felt Koen shudder in his grip. 

Nuzzling his way along Koen’s throat he stopped to nip at the skin in punishing little bites as he felt Koen tremble, panting against him and he continued to murmur his possessive demand against Koen’s skin as he made his way to the red wolf’s mouth. One final punishing nip on the red, already swollen lower lip and Raul gripped the back of Koen’s head, his fingers tangling in his long red hair to hold his head in place as he kissed him hard, nearly forcing his tongue into Koen’s hot mouth. Raul’s felt more then heard the low growl Koen freed into their hungry mouths.  

The thrust of his tongue into Koen’s mouth seemed to be the trigger that tore his ragged reins loose.  One minute Raul was in control as he plundered the wet, heat of Koen’s mouth, feeding on the taste and then Raul found himself slammed back into the wall at his back and his mate’s strong hands run greedily down his chest.  He heard rending fabric as Koen tore off the black t-shirt he was wearing to get at his naked warmth.

Raul moaned encouragingly as Koen kissed him back aggressively and found himself rubbing eagerly against his mate, pushing his jean clad arse back against the seeking hands that kneaded and grabbed hungrily at him.  

Abruptly Koen picked him up with his easy strength and instinctively Raul wrapped his legs around Koen’s waist and buried his face in Koen’s neck, breathing heavily as he struggled to catch his breath and glory in the feel of Koen’s body and his energy in his arms. His starved body didn’t believe it had only been two days since they’d been apart. 

He felt Koen’s chest against him heaving just as raggedly and he heard Koen’s heavy panting in his ear.  He could feel the heavy, long length of Koen’s cock pressing hungrily against his arse and Raul couldn’t help squirming against it.

“Stop that!” Koen growled and sounded so aggrieved and so frustrated that Raul couldn’t help the choking laugh that escaped him or the deliberately slow, more calculated grind. 

With his arms full of him Raul felt Koen kick his bedroom door open and slam it shut. He all but threw him down on the bed with enough force that he bounced, Koen’s own body coming down on his and all but crushing him underneath him. Raul didn’t mind, he in fact loved the feel of Koen’s weight, his smell and his power all in easy reach as he wrapped himself with eager excitement around his mate.  This time it was he who tried to pull off the leather jacket and black t-shirt underneath it. 

“Get them off!” Koen demanded tugging at the fastenings to Raul’s jeans with impatient fingers and becoming frustrated that he couldn’t get them open to get at Raul.

“Get these off!” Raul heard himself echo as he struggled to get the light leather jacket off Koen’s shoulders, but without Koen’s participation it wasn’t possible, leather wasn’t as easy as cotton to rip.

Despite their mutual frustration and impatience they both chuckled as Raul felt Koen ease back and cooperate to allow Raul to remove the leather jacket and dark t-shirt Koen was wearing. Raul too reached down to help open his pants and push them down his legs. 

However he didn’t manage to even get them all the way down his long legs, before he felt Koen’s warm fingers trace teasing fingers up his thighs and then along his stomach, flanks and hips. Touching him everywhere but where he most desperately wanted Koen’s fingers, wrapped around his cock.  

Raul arched his hips, unable to stop the slight movement of his hips as he felt Koen’s fingers trace teasingly along his toned abs just a little too high to reach his aching cock.

“Koen!” Raul was shamed to hear the whine and the feverish plea in his voice as he arched his hips again, trying to direct his cock at that moving hand. 

Raul heard Koen’s wicked laugh and saw the wickedness gleam in his green eyes as the fingers stopped their tormenting game and cloated with his slick juices, finally wrapped around his cock. At the touch of Koen’s fingers, Raul nearly reared right off the bed and heard his own whimper, as he thrust his hips forward, grinding himself into Koen’s hand.

He felt Koen’s hot mouth suck at just the right spot behind his ear and he arched again, moaning.  Raul realised his own hands were feverishly moving over Koen’s warm pale skin and his own interested fingers had come to wrap around Koen’s cock. Feeling Koen stiffen and moan at his touch hardened Raul’s cock even further, making his arse clench again in anticipation. 

“Fuck me!” Raul begged as he opened his legs grinding his cock into Koen’s hand again. “Come on, fuck me, please, please . .”

Raul felt Koen was already moving, responding to Raul’s need and his own as he reached over to Raul’s bed side table for the lube he always kept there and then he felt cool, wet fingers at his hole. With a growl Raul rolled them over and shifted himself to allow Koen’s fingers access as he arched his back, feeling first, then a second long finger start to ease their way inside me. 

“Hurry! I want you!” Raul panted as he rocked back into the exploring fingers and leaned forward so he could brace his arms and taking his own advice, not willing to wait any longer he shifted himself again and impaled himself on Koen.

They both hissed as Raul felt the hard, hot flesh of Koen’s cock forcing him open but despite the pleasure pain he continued until he had all of it in him. Koen allowed Raul a minute to get used to him inside him again and then Koen thrust up impatiently. 

Following his lead Raul rose up and slid back down, picking up speed as he fucked himself on his mate’s cock.  Nothing felt better to him then riding Koen’s cock and the feel of the bond between them humming, their power and their combined scents driving him crazy. 

It was the same for Koen he realised as he stared down into the green eyes below him, they were glazed and feverish, Koen’s heavy breathing was riddled with moans as the hands on Raul’s thighs gripped hard enough to be leaving bruises. 

The next thing Raul heard an audible snap as the last of Koen’s control vanished and all he knew was that there was a blur as Koen flipped them over and he felt Koen slide between his legs and began fucking him harder, faster.  Raul wrapped his legs around Koen and gloated to himself that he had his mate right where he should be.  

Koen leaned down for a kiss and Raul returned it hungrily, pouring everything he was and everything he wanted into it as he responded to Koen. Raul heard himself moan as his love button was being driven crazy by Koen’s cock and he heard himself moan again in excitement as he saw Koen’s eyes glow red with bloodlust before his teeth were lengthening and burying themselves in his throat. Raul felt his own blood being sucked hungrily out of him and the heady pleasure of Koen’s bite serum running through him, he heard Koen scream and stiffen, his hot seed flooding his insides. 

The smell of Koen’s sexual ecstasy, his blood lust pleasure and the scent of sex around them and Koen’s bite set off Raul as he felt his own fangs lengthening. He buried his teeth in Koen’s shoulder and sucked voraciously as he felt Koen’s blood fill him up.  Stroking his own cock, with his teeth buried in Koen it didn’t take him long to jerk, stiffen and scream as he came, following Koen over the side.

Breathing raggedly they both struggled to catch their breath as they slumped together, Raul’s arms and legs still wrapped tightly around Koen’s sprawled body, his cock still buried in him. 

“Mine.” Raul panted out as soon as he was capable of speech and he tightened his grip on Koen. 

Koen to sated and too tired to fight him didn’t say anything to deny it and he stayed in a boneless sprawl allowing Raul the rare luxury to run his hands through Koen’s hair and idly up and down the hot, sweaty skin. Just to touch him, feel his presence, smell him, hear him and luxuriate in his bite and his power was bittersweet and Raul felt the sting of something that might be tears coming to his golden eyes.

“What’s the matter mate?” Koen asked in concern as he shifted off Raul a little and regarded him with sleepy pale green eyes from his side, one of his hands stroking Raul’s chest comfortingly. 

 Raul was a little amused and slightly surprised to note that Koen had deep ‘wolf scratches on his back and hips from where he’d clawed him in his passion. On the heels of his thoughts he felt what must be the matching sting of deep scratches in his sides and hips.  The bite mark in his neck without the heady pain numbing help of wolf serum stung like a bastard too.

“Nothing.” Raul replied a little too quickly and sharply then he'd intended to.

Koen regarded him a minute or two an unreadable expression in his eyes allowing the silence to stretch between them.

“I can feel that you are not happy. I can't fix it for you if you if you don’t tell me what it is, mate.” Koen coaxed.

Raul stared at Koen unable to believe what he saw in his face or heard. “You will think I am a just a stupid bastard.”

Koen shook his head, brushing a strand of dark red hair off his face. “I would not ever think you stupid.” He responded. “Well at least not often.” He added with a touch of playful humour.

“It is just I am tired of going through this same trial every time. We get close, you retreat, we get close and you retreat again. I can’t go back to the cold world now, I just can’t and I am thinking that you will do it to me again once you start to think again.” Raul finally admitted, now was the time to go after what he wanted, he was tired of waiting.

Koen’s expression was regretful as he tugged on some of Raul’s black hair. “I owe you many apologies mate for my behaviour and my rejection of you when I would not accept you. I simply cannot fight you anymore.” He said so quietly and so strangely formal that Raul had to strain even his wolf ears to hear it and the regretful, apologetic and affectionate expression on his face, in his familiar pale green eyes warmed him as nothing else ever could.

“But what happens when you go back home and you face that girlfriend of yours, your band and your family when you meet up with them again. Who’s to say this isn’t just some pretty talk of yours to get into my pants and then ditch me at the first opportunity.” Raul retorted all his jealously, bitterness and hurt showing in his tone.




Opposites Attract Ch. 09



Koen’s expression grew darker and sadder. “There is no way I can prove that I am telling you the truth other then to prove it. I only ask your forgiveness once again and I will not leave you now. I was only away from you from those two days because I needed some time to get my head around us and how that impacted my life. I was coming back to you, as you can see. I have left a message with Reynard to take back to my family. It is time that I go home. You at least have taught me that I must learn to face things and not be in denial.” Koen explained his expression full of sorrow and when he saw Raul’s hard, angry expression stay the same he sighed, beginning to ease away from him.

“Where do you think your going?” Raul demanded tugging Koen back to him and wrapping Koen back into his arms. Raul was so outraged that after saying all that Koen would dare to leave his bed, this was Koen’s way of admitting their bond and that he wanted him too.

Koen looked bewildered. “Away, it seemed that it was my turn to face the sting of rejection.”

“Who said I was rejecting you? You’ve got to be fucking joking if you think I’m letting you get away from me now. Your mine and I am yours.” Raul bit out, his expression as outraged as he felt at the thought that would leave him and even more outraged that Koen would ever think he’d not want him. “You will be making all my blood, sweat and tears up to me however.”

Koen chuckled at this and relaxed a little as he returned back to running his hands lazily over Raul’s skin, seeming fascinated by the contrast of his pale fingers to Koen’s warm, tawny skin. The lazy touching started taking on more of a sly caressing edge to it and Raul felt himself lazily stirring to it.

 It didn’t take long before Raul was shifting restlessly on the bed from Koen’s touch.  With another of Koen’s characteristic abrupt whims he rolled over onto of Raul and thrust teasingly against him. 

Raul was already still a bit sore from the pounding his arse had taken before but he didn’t care as he thrust back against him. Raul’s mouth was already running hungrily over Koen’s shoulder and chest so he could suck on one of his nipples. What was a bit of tender soreness when he could have Koen? As if sensing this Koen backed off a little with a regretful growl as he shifted to slide off Raul.

“Hey where are you going?” Raul demanded to know as he gripped hard and pulled Koen back on top of him but he growled in frustration as Koen merely braced himself on his elbows lifting his weight and his chest off him.

“You need to rest a bit; you have to be sore after that pounding I gave you.” Koen scolded, amusement colouring his eyes.

This new careful Koen was kind of amusing, even sweet but Raul was already hard again and he could feel Koen’s equally hard cock against his hip. They both wanted each other again and he didn’t care about a little pain if he could have Koen again. He’d never have enough of him if he loved another 50 years.

When Raul glared at Koen and tried to pull him back down on top of him the red wolf resisted so Raul had to resort to dirty tactics. Skimming a hand down Koen’s body he wrapped his hand around Koen’s cock and using a deft thrust of his hips backed up by his own strength he flipped Koen over.  

Before Koen even knew what was happening Raul squirmed down his body, making sure to rub his entire body against him along the way and took his cock into his mouth.  

He used is tongue to stroke along the sensitive parts and hummed a little to create the right vibration in his throat to massage him, his hands he used to stroke Koen’s heavy balls and the insides of his thighs, even his taut toned abs. By now Koen was helpless and could only thrash helplessly on the bed beneath Raul, as he began to fuck Raul’s face. 

Raul felt a wicked grin of his own curving around the cock in his mouth, no doubt his wicked fun showed in his eyes.  Beyond words Koen moaned and his thrashing was turning Raul on like nothing in his life and his hole was hungry to take his mouth’s place.

“Come mate and come get me.” Raul teased as he let the cock in his mouth slide out and didn’t have to wait long to find himself flipped on his back. 

It was his turn to moan now as he felt the weight of Koen’s warm, hard body shove between his legs and the wet cock he’d spent so much time lavishing attention on was thrust into him. 

“Mine.” Koen muttered, all but chanting the softly growled words into the heated, sweaty skin of Raul’s neck in time to his hard, deep thrusts. “All I think about is getting my cock, my teeth and my claws into you. Mine."

The words were more growl then word and it took a minute or two of focus before Raul was even aware of what he was saying. But the words sent a warm victory glow throughout Raul’s entire body as he wrapped himself as tight as he could around Koen and tilted his head back for a kiss. 

Taking his invitation Koen’s hot lips latched onto his and they fed on each other. This time Raul’s came with no real warning, one minute he was rocking into Koen’s then one of Koen’s hands was trailing sharp ‘wolf claws across his chest and over his nipple. The same fingers began to tease his nipple, pulling, tugging, as Koen’s mouth moved up his neck and latched onto the skin of his neck, sucking on his spot. 

It was enough that with a moan Raul felt himself come without even touching himself as he clutched at Koen. He buried his teeth in Koen’s chest and sucked hard as he felt Koen stiffen and jerk against him just as his insides filled with Koen’s juices. As he pulled his teeth out and basked in the feel and scent of his jerking mate, he arched and moaned as he felt Koen’s teeth sink into the same spot behind his ear and felt him begin to feed on him.

"You bastards!" A shrill, outraged cry broke into their little world with the effectiveness of a bucket of cold water. 

Raul opened sleepy eyes to regard the angry female standing over them. He realised in some amusement how they must look. He'd relaxed his grip on Koen and was now slumped, relaxed under Koen. Koen still had his teeth buried in his neck, more for closeness than anything else because Raul couldn't feel him drawing blood. Koen still slumped on top of him, still lying between his sprawled legs and his still half hard cock in him. 

When Koen didn't rouse out of his sleepy stupor, Raul nudged him. "Mate?" He queried in Koen's ear, a bit difficult to do with Koen's teeth in him.

But this seemed to piss the irate female off even more as she turned on her heel and stormed out slamming the bedroom door behind her as loud as she'd slammed it coming in. Raul heard her stomp all the way out of his apartment and that's when Raul chuckled, remembering the open, broken front door. 

As if the second slam was enough to bring reluctant consciousness to Koen, Raul felt him stir, his hands tightening on their grip of his hair where they'd slid when Koen had collapsed on him. Then Raul felt Koen withdraw his teeth and nuzzle his neck.

"Who was that?" He murmured sleepily, a lazy green eye opening. "Noisy neighbours you have here."

"That my mate was your girlfriend." Raul replied with a certain malicious, wholly wicked amusement. 

"Who?" Koen repeated, his pleasure sated brain not grasping it or any words for that matter.


"Your girlfriend, Rudi, you know." Raul repeated patiently, his amusement growing.

This time comprehension dawned on Koen's face and the mix of horror, shock, bewilderment, anger, amusement and surprise marched across his face. Then rueful, regretful amusement remained behind.

"Oh well, too late now isn't it?" Koen finally said, sounding at a loss. "If she saw us then she saved me the trouble. Although I'd have liked to have found a better way then this."

Raul grinned. "Well can't get more to the point can this can you?"

Koen punched Raul. "That's not funny."

Raul's grin widened.

Koen sighed as he eased awau from Raul and began hunting for his clothing. "I better get up and go after her, have to do the right thing after all."

Raul felt a slight wistful regret in his mate and felt his jealousy rise as he regarded him through it as his Koen got dressed. Seeing Raul's expression and sensing them he came back and leaned down to run his fingers through Raul's hair and kiss him.

"Sorry mate, you are mine, as well as I'm yours now, but she is my girlfriend and we've had good times together. I care for her. It shouldn't have been done this way." Koen said seriously, staring down at Raul. "I'll be back soon, I promise, if I can even catch her now." He said with another sigh as he pulled on his boots and padded out quietly. 

Raul flopped on his bed and ran a hand through the same hair Koen had just ran his hand through it, in frustration. Always the girlfriend!



Opposites Attract Ch. 10



CHAPTER 10

KOEN

Standing on the foot path outside Raul's apartment building Koen had to take a moment to catch his breath and roll his stiff shoulders, just letting the cool night air ruffle his clothing and loose mussed hair. 

He scented the air about him and picked up Rudi's familiar scent easily out of the many over powering ones around him. Her scent was still fresh, full of anger, shock and horror but he couldn't hear her which meant she'd slipped her skin to escape the area. Her reckless choice angered Koen but he quickly brushed it aside as not being worthy of him, it was his fault Rudi was acting reckless in the first place. With a sigh he started down the foot path with real reluctance, he didn't want to leave his mate, everything in him clamoured to turn around and go back in.

Amazing to learn he wasn't even out of Raul's presence for more than five minutes and already he was stiff, tense and frustrated he thought to himself with sardonic humour. Even his skin longed to be pressed up against Raul's despite having just done so. His body despite the dull stinging and bruises that covered it, resented him with the same violence his spirit felt to be moving away from Raul.

He really hadn't meant to stay away from Raul for two days and truthfully staying away had been one of the hardest things he'd ever done. Feeling Raul's need for him and his sexual frustration had nearly driven Koen out of his mind. But he needed to just follow his very un-wolf like habit and think, trying to get his practical, cautious head around such an enormous and life changing thing as a mate was daunting. 

Koen knew he'd been a spoilt brat and still was in many ways. His reckless nature had caused him to fuck up big and for the sake of his own tainted soul, he'd truly believed he'd needed exile from all he knew to learn to become a better 'wolf. He knew now it hadn't been fair to deny his family, just as it hadn't been fair to deny Raul, but he had needed the time away to grow up, just as he'd needed the time apart from Raul. He had thought he had grown up till the last month had taught him differently. Koen couldn't even use his old wariness against not wanting to be involved with a man again, as Raul wasn't just any man or any 'wolf either. 

Koen stopped at the end of the darkened street he was walking along to wait for a gap in the traffic and crossed the street, his senses tuned to follow Rudi. Koen knew after the full moon they'd spent as mates he could never go back, but that didn't stop him from trying to reason it all out. 

But it came to fuck all except two days of missing Raul and two days of fighting off his own incredible horny urge to hunt down Raul and get his hands on him. Two intense, feverish days of wanting nothing else but to get his cock, his teeth, his fingers, fuck even his tongue into Raul had nearly driven him insane. Feeling a dim echo of Raul's own sexual frustration and desire had near killed him. 

Even now after he'd had him twice the smell of sex and Raul on him had him still craving to do nothing but fuck him over and over again. Koen knew what it was to experience the fierce, raw, often blindingly intense emotions and urges that came with being a 'wolf but nothing had ever been like this. Koen had always liked and enjoyed sex, had even been wild and desperate to fuck on occasion, but he'd never been mindlessly in thrall to his own base desires. 

Just the incredible horniness and blood lust was enough to drive Koen crazy. Having been through many full moons in his time he thought he'd known what blood lust was. But what he'd felt before was a dim echo to the urge he had to sink his teeth into Raul and suck out his blood.

He remembered when he and his siblings had been small they would sneer with disgust at their parents, who would come down to breakfast most mornings with fresh bite marks and they'd know they'd been feeding on each other again. You only feed on for prey, not your sweetie, you didn't seek the hot blood out of a deer and cuddle it as well. To a child such things are black and white, but now Koen understood what drove them to bite each other.

It came from their basest most possessive wolf desires, this dark desire for the very life flowing through your mate. Wanting to feed on the essence of him was to possess all of him and have him in you, to feed your hunger, as he already fed your soul, your heart and your everything. To allow him to bite you, was to allow him to possess all of you, to feed his hunger.

Koen hadn't realised he'd stopped, his hands balled into fists, his whole body trembling with where his thoughts had gone. He fought to slow his ragged breathing and his own instinctive need to go back and seek out his mate. With great difficulty and with all the strength of will inside him he managed to wrestle back the primitive drive and shackle it roaring in a corner while he finished what he set out to do.

"Soon." He promised himself.

Having got a grip on his demons he finally looked around at his surroundings and realised to his surprise he was some blocks away from Raul's apartment. He was standing in the middle of a park, he could smell Rudi ahead of him somewhere. He sat on an empty swing and idly used a foot to push himself gentle back and forth.

"For what it's worth I'm sorry. It wasn't meant to happen this way." Koen finally said, his quiet words seeming to echo in the quiet park. 

A snarl was the only answer he got.

"I know it must have come as a great shock to you. I had never any intention of ever fucking or even having another relationship a with man or 'wolf." He went on when the angry silence grew with no word.

"It's not so much that you were fucking somebody else, although seeing you fucking HIM, when you've been fucking me all these months was a fucking eye opener. No it wasn't that shock that blew my ass out of orbit. That special horror was reserved for seeing you with your teeth in him." Rudi snarled.

"You never once bit me or allowed me to bite you and seeing you with your teeth in him made me feel far more betrayal then seeing you lying between his legs with your cock in him." Rudi went on savagely, her eyes glinting with anger, shock and hurt. 

Koen realised with some surprise that she was right, although he'd ever really been aware of it, now that he thought about he, he had never let Rudi bite him and had never felt more than a fleeting lustful urge to bite her. 

"Still I was coming to you tonight to tell you in person that I couldn't continue on and that it was time for us to go our separate ways. But as you have seen with your eyes tonight, I got side tracked." Koen admitted honestly, putting as much apology and as much of his regret into his words and his scent as he could.

Rudi's harsh bark of laughter rang mockingly around them.

"Oh that's rich of you, thank you so much for your consideration then. I'll have to remember that you were on your way to break up with me, before you stopped to dip your wick." She sneered.

Koen shrugged, helpless and at a loss as to what else he could possible say to make this right. But there was nothing he could do, nothing he would change, except that he regretted what Rudi had seen.

Seeing his expression darkened Rudi's expression further with rage as she stalked forward and slapped him hard across the face with her claws out. Koen didn't flinch back, he merely raised his chin and met her angry, betrayed eyes as he felt the blood trail down his face, letting her see all he had to say and couldn't get out in words. Rudi's eyes flashed back; with a loud growl of utter rage she slapped him again.

To Koen's surprise he heard a deeper, louder growl echo Rudi's and then a blur shoved between them, sending the female 'wolf sprawling.

"Don't touch my mate you bitch." Raul snarled his golden eyes dark and glittering with possessive fury as he moved to stand between Koen and Rudi.

"No one touches my mate but me. Too long I had to watch you take and touch what was mine, but not anymore." Raul went on his low, vicious growl a tone Koen had never heard from him before.

Rudi picked herself up and shoved the black wolf with a sneer. "You should take pride in what you've done, I don't think I'm the bitch here. I saw you lying there under him, spread out like a bitch in heat. Chasing after him like a panting dog. No _man_ should ever take it like a woman." Raul sneered right back and returned her shove. 

"Now, now. A _man_ I am not sweetheart, but a 'wolf as you well know. You should know better that a satisfied 'wolf never strays. I'm not surprised I had such an easy task of it, when Koen was already stuck with a cold bitch of a girlfriend."

Koen really wanted to step in and defuse this awkward situation but he knew he wouldn't be welcomed. Fights over mates were individual things and he knew Raul needed to defeat Rudi to drive it home that he was his, just as Rudi needed to revenge herself against the 'wolf who'd stolen her mate. So he merely settled himself back on his swing to watch. He winced as the verbal blows turned to physical ones, and then the fight moved from human to wolf.

In a fair world perhaps Rudi's outraged anger would have beaten Raul's jealous rage but while Rudi was fast and strong, Raul was bigger and stronger. It wasn't long before Raul had Rudi's smaller, lighter coloured wolf pinned to the ground, his jaws locked around her throat. Koen could hear Rudi's angry snarl and could see from her glowing eyes that she wouldn't submit. Snarling at this disrespect Raul shook his head and her throat locked in grip of his bloody jaws, drawing an unwilling whimper from Rudi as she slumped unconscious from a mix of fear, exhaustion blood loss and pain.

"Raul! Mate! Let her go." Koen called out, putting the full force of his dominant power behind his command.

He was afraid if it went on much longer Raul would kill Rudi, already his jaws and the thick ruff around Rudi's throat was dark with blood. Some fights over mates did go all the way to death and he didn't think he deserved anybody dying for him or for his mate to kill for him.

At first caught up in his anger and blood lust Raul didn't hear the command, so Koen repeated it with another surge of his power backing it up. Raul stiffened and reluctantly he eased off Rudi, all but spitting her throat out of his mouth. He used his paws and the night dampened grass to wipe the blood off his muzzle. The black wolf stalked towards Koen, ignoring the sprawled, beaten but still alive body of Rudi and nudged at Koen hard. 

To be difficult Koen didn't move, a second and third more impatient nudge followed. Obligingly Koen got to his feet and began walking, painfully slowly at first, but a few painful nips at his heels had him being herded back towards Raul's apartment.

Koen resisted Raul for fun. Raul having just defeated Koen's mate for the right to take her place would want to fuck him. All his instincts would be driving him to be claimed and fucked. Koen grinned down into the fierce, glowing eyes knowing his resistance was turning Raul on even more.

"Did you really need to fight her? I'm flattered you felt the need but you could have just asked to be my mate." Koen drawled, deliberately returning Raul's mocking greeting from earlier.

Raul snarled and nudged Koen so hard he fell on the hard ground, gasping for breath when the abrupt smack forced all the air out of his lungs. Raul jumped on his chest a little harder then he needed to, forcing out what air Koen had managed to get back and brought his muzzle of sharp teeth close.

"I'm not fucking you as a wolf." Koen teased staring up into the hungry eyes above him. With a growl Raul slipped his skin and pressed his naked body against Koen's. 

"Will you fuck the man then?" Raul growled, not bothering to wait, his hands already wandering greedily over Koen's skin.

Koen moaned as he shifted restlessly, encouraging Raul to touch him as and set his own hands to groping Raul.

"Is this a good enough answer for you?" Koen answered into Raul's ear, sucking on the special spot behind his ear, deliberately teasing the earlier bite mark with a nip of his human teeth. A whimper was his answer as Raul shuddered in his arms, arching his neck to offer his neck. With a wicked grin Koen abruptly dumped Raul on the ground and with a malicious little wave sprinted off as fast as he could go. 

It was difficult to run as fast as he was going and laugh at the same time but the outraged, frustrated look on Raul's face was so comical. It didn't take long before he heard Raul's snarl, as he scrambled to his feet and launched himself after him. With his sensitive ears he could hear Raul's soft tread chasing after him and the excited, anticipatory scents of sex, of blood lust for sexual prey getting away and the raw need, always the burning need that came with the black wolf.

Koen burst through Raul's broken door a scant few paces ahead of his mate and barely had time to gasp out another choking laugh before the black wolf pounced on him. All of Raul's momentum and formidable strength was behind his lunge and Koen hit the floor with a grunt, Raul's weight slamming down on top of him. Koen blinked in bemused humour at the ceiling as Raul dragged him down the hall into his bedroom. Then Raul was sucking all the air out of his lungs in a demanding, hungry kiss and feeding him back his own breath in return.

Koen moaned as he returned the kiss, helpless for a moment in his sheer trembling, hungry need. His body hummed and roared at the feel of Raul's naked body against his, of his soul against the other side of the shimmery cord between them. 

Koen felt wild bloodlust rushing through him. His teeth and claws were lengthening as he dimly heard himself roar and felt his body arch up under Raul. Feeling Raul's skin give way under his sharp teeth and the hot, fragrant blood pour into his mouth had Koen's cock hardening to painful attention. 

Raul howled, his arms wrapping around him tightly as he titled his head back, giving himself to Koen. Koen could feel drugging pleasure and smug satisfaction at providing for his mate rushing through the black wolf, along with his own hunger for sex and blood. 

Raul wrestled Koen back down on the carpet, forcing Koen's teeth to rip a bigger hole in his neck as they popped out of the bite mark in his throat. Unable to help himself Koen licked up the blood, wolf serum acting to help close the open tears. Koen jerked, moaning as he felt Raul's hand wrap around his aching cock and begin to stroke it.

Raul moaned and shifted against Koen, so caught up in what Raul was doing to his cock, it took him a moment or two before he was aware that Raul had licked his own fingers and mixing the spit with Koen's drooling cum and was stroking their two cocks together. 

"I want . .I need . . " Raul panted out, his voice a rough growl. "All I think about is riding your cock, getting your teeth in me and mine in you."

Koen heard his own moan in response to Raul's roughly muttered words, words that were almost an echo of his earlier desperate urges. His cock and his teeth actually ached in response. Then he was struggling for breath again as Raul shifted, impaling himself on Koen's aching cock. Koen growled, feeling his sharp claws digging into and raking deep furrows in Raul's thighs. He felt Raul stiffen and whimper a little above him, in pain not pleasure.

Koen had a moment in his sexual fever to worry that Raul had to be sore, even he was getting a little that way and then he was past caring. Finding he was only capable of impatiently thrusting his cock up into Raul and feeling the equally impatient thrusts as Raul fucked them both. 

It didn't take much of their relentless fucking before Koen was helpless to do more than pant heavily and thrust violently, feeling is body arch and shudder with the force of his desires. Raul wasn't much better, he trembled as badly as Koen was, and his normally sleek black hair was a wild tumble as it fell around them both. His eyes were glazed and feverish as they gazed down into his, reflecting the dazed, greedy flushed expression on his face. 

Koen couldn't seem to stop staring at Raul's vulnerable, tawny neck, his newest bite mark added to the collection marching up the right side. Just staring at his marks on Raul, feeling the warm glow of Raul's blood flowing in his veins had his blood lust rising again. As if in answer Koen saw Raul's eyes flare the blood red of blood lust and then Raul was coming at him with speed. 

Koen growled, wrapping his arms around Raul as he felt the black wolf's sharp teeth bury themselves in his neck. Raul rocked forward one more time and growled into his neck. Koen could feel him tense and jerk once as the flood of his cum coated their stomachs. Smelling and feeling Raul's sexual ecstasy and the heady pleasure of wolf serum, coupled with knowing he was feeding his mate, set Koen off. He began to thrust into Raul with jerky, greedy strokes. The feel of Raul's hot, tight insides closing around his cock and squeezing with Raul's orgasm was more then he could take and he felt his balls tighten and his cock explode with the violence of the pleasure he felt. 

Oblivion claimed them both and it seemed like an age passed before Koen or Raul could move, but move they did. Raul slid off Koen and flopped weakly against his side. When Koen could get the energy to move he too rolled onto his side and forced himself to his feet. Picking Raul up, he got a sleepy grunt for his trouble, but he persisted as he got them both to the more comfortable bed just two feet away from where they'd been. 

It was then only to easy for the pair of them to wrap themselves lazily around each other and sprawl on the bed, half dozing as neither was able to move their sated bodies.

"Mate, not to disturb the mood but I think it would be wise to move to your apartment for the rest of the night." Koen heard Raul say after some time had passed.

Koen grunted a query.

"Thanks to you my front door is busted and I'm not too into the idea of sleeping in here with the door wide open." Raul went on, amusement and exasperation in his voice.

"Mate why is it you have to do so much talking?" Koen complained.

Raul shrugged. "Has to be said."

Koen opened his eyes. "Raul we've been fucking off and on here all night with that door open, why is sleeping here any different?"

Raul snorted. "Neither of us is capable of thinking when we're fucking, but now I am back to my sense we need to be moving. I refuse to sleep here and you will be paying for a new door." 

Koen grinned. "Yes Sir."

Raul grinned back but untangled himself from Koen and began to get dressed. "Well hurry up mate, the quicker we can do it, the quicker we can get to the fun stuff."

Koen laughed. "Christ Raul you have to be the horniest 'wolf on the planet. Three times not enough for you?" He teased.

Raul raised his chin and smirked down at Koen. "No matter how many days I live, I will never have enough of fucking you."

Still laughing Koen reluctantly got up and began dressing himself, on his way past he slapped Raul on the ass. 

"Well I always wanted my own bitch." He taunted.

"Fuck you." Raul replied, flipping the bird mockingly at Koen.

"Any time." Koen replied with a smirk of his own as he hurried out the door, playfully evading Raul's playful punch on the way out.