18. Monica

18

MONICA

H e was up to something. What, I didn't know, but I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He paced back and forth a couple of times, then what he was up to became clear, the miracle of his nature. His ability to shift may have been a product of witchcraft, but, in my eyes, it was a natural wonder.

I stood on the bank and watched every single second of his transformation. His overcoat split in half then his shirt ripped to shreds, followed by his pants and shoes. Some of the remnants of his clothing were thrown over the rocks and other bits landed on the still, moonlit surface of the lake. Fully wolf, with his tail wagging, he turned to face me with a happy yip. He bent his knees until his haunches were an inch from the ground.

"Huh?" I huffed, his plan becoming obvious.

I held in a laugh. He was being absurd. I wasn't a creature of nature and hadn't grown up in the countryside. I didn't even have pets, other than a goldfish when I was twelve, which didn't last long because I overfed it. All the same, I put aside my initial reaction.

His second nature was magnificent. I had already seen it of course, but I hadn't had a real taste of it. So, with slow footsteps, I approached him. He lowered further and tossed his head towards his back. I wasn't sure if I was reading his intention right, so I continued to move slow until I was at his side. He gave a soft whuff and pressed his snout onto my thigh.

"You're sure?" I asked.

His lips curled back in what I could only think of as a grin and he nodded. A nervous chuckle slipped out, then I ran my hand over his fur. It was softer than I'd expected. I looked over at him once again to make sure and he nuzzled my leg once more. Shaking my head I swung a leg over and straddled him. I ran my fingers through the soft coat on his shoulders then leaned forward and circled my arms around his neck. A moment later the wolf rose back to his immense stature. The ground seemed incredibly far away.

He gave a loud bark then leaped forward, beginning our trip through the trees and brush. Long strides carried us away from the bank, chunks of mud flying past either side of my head. I let out a cheerful scream, watching thick trunks get closer and closer. I snapped my eyes shut as the wolf whooshed through the growth, bringing waves of joy to my entire existence.

My God! I was on the back of a powerful creature. Holding on to him with all the strength I had. Feeling the flex of his muscles between my legs. My head bumped against the side of his neck in time with the fast gallop and his footfalls echoed through the wilderness as we raced along. His careful strides were avoiding obstacles along the way, such as large bushes and tree roots. Not that there were many that were large for this wolf. He towered over most of the things he crossed paths with. Trees were easy for him to maneuver around. The bits of moonlight that broke through the canopy in silvery streaks was enough for me see their shapes. A child of the night, as Helena had called him, had no problem locating them.

As we reached the top of a hill, I realized that his hometown wasn't far. Almost at the same level, was the town of Shandaken. I caught a glimpse of a pair of headlights breaking through the trees as the cars traveled along the main road.

The wolf's grunt filled my ears, puzzling me at first. We were running downhill, so he didn't have to exert himself as he did when the run was up the rough terrain. Then I figured out the reason for his frustration.

He was much too heavy to control his bulk on the steep hillside. It became clear when he slid the first time, then it happened on a number of occasions. Then he slipped, paws scrambling at the slick ground as a boulder raced towards us. Huge boulders rested in a line and where they were, they loomed over the town of Dawson. If we caused a landslide, it would send them barreling down towards anybody unfortunate enough to be in their wake. He managed to stop before we hit them, but it was close.

Not long after that, the terrain leveled out. Raul's wolf sped out of the forest and past a house around the corner. His shorter strides told me we were getting close. He turned left, then into the next neighborhood, confirming my hunch. At the end was a big structure, with four, identical cabins that sat next to one another. To my surprise, there was a tall man outside the fourth. His eyes went wide as he saw Raul and I barreling towards the houses.

The man thrust out his arm and grabbed the doorknob, throwing the door open before we reached it. Raul maintained a slower pace as he carried me into the house. I shook my head and smiled to myself. He came to a halt beside a black couch, then lowered his head and bent his knees once more to get me close to the ground. I eased my grip around his neck, then let go. My legs were numb, and I slipped off. As I tried to land on my feet, my thighs trembled and I dropped to the floor and rolled onto my back, breathing in heavy, exhilarated pants.

"Wow…" I whispered, my eyes on the wooden planks of the ceiling as Raul shifted back to his human form. "That was so intense ."

"Not as intense as what I want to do to you," he responded in a raspy voice, his naked body in full view. He pulled me up, his veins bulging along the length of his forearms.

I pushed his hand away as his musky masculine scent teased my nose. I had the desire to pounce on his muscled chest and lick and nibble to my heart's content. It could wait, I needed to, for now. First, I desired something else from him.

I moved to a couch and sat down, locking my eyes onto, his I spread my legs and stroked the button of my jeans with my finger. His grin was the perfect demonstration of wolfish as it spread across his face and his eyes lit with delight.

He moved forward quickly, dropping to his knees before me as he turned his attention to my shoes. They were off in a hurry then his eyes landed a few inches south of my face. Still kneeling in front of his couch he slid his hands up my legs, over my thighs, until he had a grip on the sole fastener keeping my most sensitive parts away from him. He expertly undid the button then leaned in and pulled the zipper down with his teeth.

I couldn't stop a soft groan of desire as he dragged it down and I felt the pressure of his face even through my panties. He grabbed my pant legs and pulled the jeans down. I lifted my butt to help as they slid off of my thighs and feet, then he tossed them to one side.

I couldn't wait any longer. The slow teasing of undressing was too much. I peeled my coat off and threw it over the back of the couch. I undid the two top buttons of my blouse and pulled it up and over my head.

Raul didn't part his lips, even though a compliment would have been welcome. Seconds later, I realized that he didn't have to speak. His hungry gaze was babbling all the compliments I could ever need. His eyes stopped on my breasts for a long moment then my legs stole his attention.

Crawling up the couch, the moonlight lit his massive figure. His face, chest and stomach were highlighted in gleaming silver and caused my legs to twitch in anticipation. I couldn't wait any longer. Throwing my arms up, I grabbed onto his muscled shoulders and yanked him down as I curled my legs around his hips.

He proved to be just as impatient as me. His mouth crashed into mine, clearly screaming his wanton desire. His hands landed just above my knees and squeezed once, before making their way down my thighs. His long caresses sent waves of arousal straight into my core. His cut stomach was rubbing into mine as he pressed his crotch into me.

"Oh, baby…" I whimpered into his mouth, his erection pouring oil onto the fire of my lust.

"You feel so fucking amazing," his voice was husky, oozing sex as it rang in my ears while his fingertips grasped my thong.

Hooking his index fingers under it, he pulled it away. I raised my legs in the air to help as I tilted my head back. A deep exhale rushed out. I couldn't wait to feel those full lips further down my body and he did not disappoint. Their next stop was the side of my neck. Cupping my outer thighs, he released first and then squeezed, offering me delightful sensations.

I opened my eyes, wanting to take a look at that enormous back. The muscles of his shoulder blades were twitching as his mouth wandered over my chest. A tender kiss on the side of my breast was a perfect sign of his intentions, that he refused to rush. His lovemaking would not be hasty or selfish.

As he moved across my breast, his lips stroked my nipple for an instant as he pressed my thighs together. I bucked at the sensation of his tongue teasing my flesh. The tip of it flicked across, only to come back and dance around my nipple again. A firm kiss had me whimpering louder. I slid my hands down his back. If only they were bigger. If only I could get larger handfuls of those rock-hard muscles. Their flexing was faster now, following the vigorous squeeze of my thighs.

"You…" I grunted, my breast filling his mouth. "Stop teasing me."

"Fine," he whispered, his palms gliding up to my hips. Their tight grip should have warned me about his intentions, but it didn't. Lost in a haze of arousal, I yelped when he jerked me up and off the cushion then spun me around to land on his lap. We tumbled onto the couch, his face now at the level of my chin. I squatted onto him, his will to worship my breasts blowing my mind.

"Ahhhhh…" I moaned, as the swollen head of his cock stroked my wet folds.

I leaned in, clutching the top of the cushion. His inches slipped in, stretching my insides and taking me to a heaven of pleasure. Halfway in, he pushed harder and then withdrew. That was the extent of his torture. I gasped in disappointment as an emptiness was left behind at his retreat. He held me up and off his cock for a moment, our eyes locked, then he let me drop onto him and slid into my core, my moisture coating the head of his shaft.

"You're mine," he grunted, looking with hungry eyes.

"Yes," I admitted, bowing my head down. "I'm all yours."

Those alluring lips didn't allow me to think of anything else. I joined my mouth with his, the sensation of his big, stiff cock in my depths driving me wild. His hands squeezed my hips, our intense groans crashing together.

Once he was all the way in, he let go of my skin then in the next second his palms landed hard on my ass cheeks. The loud smack of skin on skin filled my ears a moment before the sting but it only made me moan harder.

He caught my upper lip between his teeth, but I wouldn't let him take control. I swayed back and forth, captivating him in my desire. I felt every single inch of his throbbing cock inside me, my crotch bumping into his groin again and again.

"You're so deep," I moaned into his mouth, wave after wave of molten pleasure crashing against me.

He dug his nails into my flesh and squeezed with passion. My mouth fell open. I couldn't keep up our kiss along with everything else. All I could do was ride him faster and faster, racing to our inevitable climax. Within moments, my orgasm hit with a ferocious force that left my whole body shaking.

Moaning in heavenly delight, I stilled my hips, enjoying the intense spasms of my pussy. A swift withdrawal led him out of my soaking-wet womanhood. A grimace of intense pleasure came over his face as Raul reached a powerful orgasm. His groans drowning out the sounds of my own satisfaction. I gently kissed his cheek and lifted my hands to his face, surrendering myself to the afterglow.

"I'm… uh… speechless," I purred breathlessly remaining in his embrace and laying my head on his shoulder. "Everything. All of this. Tonight has been wonderful. Our date, the lake, the sex…"

"I couldn't agree more," he said, his voice tender as he wrapped himself around me. Then he grinned. "Things can get better, though. Stick around. I'll show you what I mean."

"I will."

After uttering my last two words, I chose silence. At last, I'd had what had been eluding me for almost two weeks. No longer was he having second thoughts about us, and I wasn't either. It was clear that he was determined to keep me in his life, no matter the cost.

There was danger, but I wasn't going to trouble my mind with that. At least not now. This was our first night together. There was no room for negativity or unpleasant thoughts in it. There was only room for Raul's and my needs.