As I complied he reached down and released the drain on the bathwater. Turning to me, his eyes still glowing, he picked me up and moved with me into the shower. Without even removing his clothes he turned the water on.
“You’re going to get soaked!” I chastised him trying to push him out. I was completely ineffective in moving him. Taking up a washcloth he started to scrub me harshly.
“Nate,” he bellowed sharply as he washed me. “In here now.”
I didn’t have time to voice my objections when Nate appeared in the doorway.
“The soap, same as before, get me the antidote,” Joel commanded as he continued to wash and rinse my skin brusquely.
I’m no genius, but antidote in my mind meant poison.
“What did I do?” I whispered to Joel.
“A perfectly normal human female thing; I assume they thought you would do this first thing after I left this morning. The poison is effective, but takes time to soak in to work properly,” he growled, eyes still glowing.
“Am I going to die?” I whispered rubbing my hands over my arms.
“No,” rasped out of his mouth as his snout started to lengthen and his shirt split along the sides. I heard bones rearranging and his movements became rougher and less controlled.
“Please, love,” I begged using his pet name for me. “Please be calm,” I reached out and stroked the slick black fur on his neck and cheek.
By the time Nate had come running back in, the wolf had almost totally receded leaving the very angry man. Nate smelled the air and seemed to take in Joel’s mood before approaching us. He bowed his head and offered a small glass bottle to Joel’s outstretched hand.
“My Alpha, are you sure it’s the same, should we call the witches?” Nate asked head held submissively.
“Call the witches, but yes, I’m certain it’s the same,” Joel answered his voice still filled with a slight gravely edge.
I saw Nate turn and give instructions to a trim man outside the door.
Turning the water off, Joel uncapped the small glass vial. “Drink this,” he commanded.
Me, the queen of mixing pills and alcohol the week before, hesitated. I didn’t know what I was drinking.
“NOW!” he shouted eyes glowing, his face taut.
I shuddered and looked up at him, quickly tipping the flask to my lips. The air around us seemed to vibrate with his contained rage. When the fury turned I could have breathed a sigh of relief.
“Who has had access to this room in the last week?” he asked looking to Nate.
“I’ll have a list provided to you, sir,” replied Nate head still bowed.
“Leave us,” Joel said turning his attention back to me.
I wasn’t sure what the poison was so turned back on the water. Joel didn’t stop me as I started rescrubbing every inch of myself. I realized he had left the bathroom and I shivered remembering the angry outburst. I wondered if he would come back.
Joel returned after I had soaped my skin for the third time. Stripped of his ruined clothes he stepped behind me in the shower and cuddled me close under the water.
“The poison is off your skin, love. What you absorbed will be counteracted by the antidote,” he reassured.
“I’m not sure how you can be so sure,” I said turning to get out of his embrace. “If it is still on me, it’ll get on you.”
“Superior sense of smell and a prior experience with this particular toxin,” he whispered in my ear, “I’m sorry I scared you.”
“You didn’t scare me,” I lied.
“I smelled your fear, it made me ashamed. I never want to see you look at me like that. I didn’t even see that much fear in your eyes when you first saw my wolf,” he whispered the last of his statement into my hair, running his hands over my stomach.
“Is it always this bad, a death threat every day around here? How can you live like this?” I asked him changing the subject.
“No, it’s usually not like this. Usually it’s boring,” he said.
“I’d like boring,” I yawned leaning back into him.
“None of that, love,” he said shaking me. “We’ve got to keep you awake and active for now. It’s safer that way.”
As Joel dried me off he seemed to spend and abnormal amount of time rubbing up against me.
“Do you mind!” I asked snatching the towel from him and re-drying my back for the third time.
“I can’t stand how you smell right now, frightened and alone. It’s making me crazy,” he said pulling me against his naked and still wet chest.
“Get dry,” I ordered pushing the towel at him, “then we work on the smell.”
Once we were both dry I wrapped my arms around Joel and let him carry me. He laid me down on the rug in front of the fireplace in the sitting room. It was warm here and the rug underneath me was soft, but I still found it an odd place to go.
“There are more comfortable places to lie,” I teased him.
Before my eyes he became the shiny black wolf man and I decided all teasing was done. The wolf man rubbed his head into my neck and pressed his body against mine. I tentatively rubbed his arms with my hands and felt the sinewy muscle beneath.
Two strong hands came underneath my buttocks as the creature ground us together, chest to chest. Running his tongue across my neck several times I shivered. He shifted lower and started to bathe my breasts, working slowly around the outside and avoiding my puckered nipples.
“Please,” I begged him grabbing his wolfy head and dragging it down. A small sound like laughter sounded in his throat. He nipped and licked at both nipples until I pushed him away, breathing heavy.
He continued his descent rubbing his head and neck against my stomach and thighs. His clawed hands opened my legs. The wolf man rubbed and licked everywhere except my center. The anticipation was making me wild.
Flipping me agilely the wolf man started at my feet and rubbed himself liberally across my thighs and buttocks. I finally decided to relax and enjoy the furry massage, its not like I had much choice in the matter. Separating my legs the wolf man lay between them and started licking, from my clit across my tight asshole several times. I squirmed at the intimate caress.
Continuing to move the wolf man was soon rubbing against my back, grinding his hips liberally against my ass. I felt his face rubbing back and forth across the back of my neck. Feeling frisky after his tongue bath I raised my hips in blatant invitation to him and spread my legs wider.
The fur slowly receded from my back and I felt human hands pressing me down and turning me back over. I was a little disgruntled that I wasn’t wanted in that way.
“Hardly love,” Joel chuckled in my ear as he spread my thighs and lay in between them.
“I just didn’t want to get tied to you right now, which the wolf would do. I’d like to take you down to dinner before too much longer,” he finished as I felt his prick sliding up and down my slit.