I looked up into Joel’s sleepy eyes as he took my wrist and examined the handcuff. He was shirtless and looked amazing. Somehow I had managed to wind myself around his entire side, even twining our legs together.
“I was tired,” I yawned and stretched out against him. Stretching rubbed my core against his hip in the most pleasant way, so I did it again. I shyly hoped he hadn’t realized what I was doing as I stretched. I was wrong.
I found myself on my back as Joel nuzzled my neck. He wound my fingers with his on either side of my head. I felt his thick cock rubbing tantalizingly against me.
“Is this what you were looking for?” he whispered in my ear rocking his hips so I felt the slide of him against my entrance. I flinched a little as he hit a sore spot.
“Yes, no… maybe,” I stumbled on my words as he continued to slide sensuously against me. It felt good in a way, but I was still so tender. I couldn’t bring myself to tell him that.
He released my hands and slipped his own boldly beneath my shirt. I realized what he was doing a moment too late. Wincing as his fingers traced the bite marks, I looked up into his eyes. They went from sultry to livid in an instant.
I felt the change in his attention as he removed my shirt and focused on my abused flesh. His eyes started to glow faintly and he slid off of me. This is what I had not wanted to show him.
“Take everything off,” he commanded in a deep voice pushing me off the bed to my feet. There was finality to his tone and I didn’t think resisting him would get me very far.
I stood at the edge of the bed and slid the pants off of my hips reluctantly and the underwear followed. Tears stung my eyes as he walked around me occasionally touching a mark here or there. He looked outraged.
‘No man was ever going to want to touch something as gross as me,’ I thought.
“Why did you lie when Nate asked you? I want to know who did this,” commanded the voice from behind me. “Humans need medical care after this type of thing. You should know this, even I know this.”
Strong arms wrapped around my shoulders and pulled me to his chest, my back to his front. I felt the angry pants of air he released as he held me. It took me a minute to realize what I would have lied to Nate about.
“I wasn’t raped!” I cried to him. “They wanted to I think, but one of them said it would make the Kook angry and to stop. I know I’m gross, I’m so sorry. I was just too scared and embarrassed.”
“You aren’t gross, I still love you, and there is no reason to be sorry. Although I owe Lucas I debt I’ll never be able to repay him totally,” Joel whispered into my hair.
Turning in his arms I faced him and wrapped my arms around his waist and pressed my face into his chest. I wasn’t sure I believed the part about not being grossed out. If this was the last time I got to touch the man I wanted to remember it. Then it dawned on me.
“What do you mean you still love me, how could you?” I said looking up at him.
He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me onto his lap starting to talk. I was acutely aware of my nudity and squirmed a little listening to him.
“We aren’t human, love. Many thing work differently here than you are used to. Our relationships are decided on in large part by our wolf. A wolf recognizes its mate almost immediately. The feelings are powerful and instantaneous. You remember the first night I saw you. It took everything I had not to throw you over my shoulder and take you home with me then.”
As he talked Joel’s hands roamed gently over my breasts and stomach, his other hand stroking my back from my neck to my buttocks. I shivered slightly and found myself pressed back into the mattress a second time.
“Right now my wolf wants to claim you, lay our scent all over your gorgeous body, and then find those thugs and rip their throats out,” what started as a sexy speech quickly became a thick angry growl emanating from Joel’s furry chest.
Backing off the bed and standing before me the man became the wolf man. Joel’s black hair spread until it covered his body. His broad chest got broader and his long legs lengthened. A fierce muzzle grew where his face had been and wicked talons grew at the ends of his fingers. The blue boxers Joel had been wearing were ripped by the creature off its body. Slowly he came back on the bed crawling over me.
I stayed very still underneath him, barely breathing as his wet nose came down to sniff and lap at my throat. The abrasions I knew were there tingled under his tongue. His hands were rougher in texture now but he never touched me with his claws. By sheer force of will I kept my eyes open to watch this magnificent shiny black wolf man. His gold eyes matched my gaze.
He dipped his face over my breasts, laving each with his coarse tongue. The sensation was amazing and I felt tingling every where he licked. He slowly worked his way down my stomach stopping to lick at places I knew there were gouges and claw marks. Too soon I felt his hot breath over my pubic bone. He gently nudged my thighs apart crawling to lie between them.
I jumped a little when I felt his cold nose bump against my clit. Using his long tongue he licked my slit in its entirety stopping to flick my clit at the end. I moaned involuntarily and put my hands over my mouth. This had to be wrong, it shouldn’t feel so good. The wolf man rose up over me to move my hands to beside my head then settled back down between my spread legs.
I was nervous to have the wolf man between my legs, much less a day after having been mercilessly clawed down there. That tongue worked miracles, though. I didn’t feel any stinging after the first few licks, just intense pleasure.
Soon the rough pads of his thumbs opened my labia and his tongue snaked gently in and out of my tight passage. With his nose he continued to bump and grind on my sensitive clitoris. I could feel him licking and stimulating me from inside and out. It didn’t hurt anymore and I was moaning in pleasure. I was nearly peaking when he drew back and started to lick at the inside of my thighs.
Without warning he moved away and flipped me over on the bed. Grabbing my waist he pulled me to my knees with my ass in the air. I tried to move or cover myself and was stopped by two large strong hands. Soon I felt the gentle scrape of his tongue gliding over my ass and the backs of my thighs. It wasn’t disgusting or bothersome when his tongue ran over my tight little pucker. I blushed enjoying the naughty caress.
All too quickly his very human hands were pushing me back down on the bed and turning me to face him.
“I’m so sorry love,” Joel sighed. “The sight of you bruised and abused brought my wolf to the surface. He just wanted to help. The wolf’s saliva can have healing properties, if he wills it to do so. You will heal much faster and with less scarring now.”