“It was. He really did smell like a bear. Garbage and all. Had all the bad manners too,” he said.
“You’re joking,” Meg said.
“No, You’ve met him. Mr. Michaels. The guy who didn’t want to believe your projections this week?”
“Him? Ewww! He did stink in spite of all that fancy cologne,” said Meg. “Now I know who it was that Ginny called Mr. Griz, and why.”
“Yep. There’s a short order cook I know who’s a were-coyote. Great cook, moves like greased lightening and a really sweet guy. Then there is the fae. Most of them are small and stay away from men. However, there are those that are almost human sized,” he said.
“You mentioned them before. Said that fairies make Tinkerbell look sweet,” said Meg.
“Oh yeah. They steal and have no problems moving things just for the hell of it,” Luc said. “Hey, our wolf just got closer.”
Meg looked and nodded. “Shall we just go to bed, and not scare her off?” she asked.
“Sounds good. Let’s finish up the dishes and close up the car,” agreed Luc.
They spent ten minutes cleaning up and packing stuff into the car. After a trip to the bushes, they headed to bed.
“Wow this is soft,” said Meg.
“Meadow grass and extra blankets,” said Luc. “I figured we deserved comfort tonight.”
“I could go for that,” she said laying down after taking off her boots and kicking off her jeans.
Luc smiled. “I think that is one of my favorite outfits,” he said.
“What, me in a flannel shirt and undies?” Meg asked.
“Especially when it is my flannel shirt. I love it when your scent mixes with mine.” he said laying down next to Meg. He pulled her to him and kissed her lips. Meg returned the kiss. Her hands moved down his side and crossed down. He was growing hard under his jeans.
“Are you sure you want to stay dressed?” she asked.
“Noh,” he answered, his voice growing thick with excitement.
“Don’t you turn furry on me yet! This is the first time we’ve had a chance to have sex in a week,” she scolded him.
“Noht trying to. Juhst hard after a weehk,” he moaned as her hand rubbed his erection under his jeans.
“I agree, it has been way too long. You have too many clothes on,” she said pulling at his belt.
Luc moved to get undressed. His erection sprang upwards as his jeans were pushed to the bottom of the tent. His undies followed as did Meg’s. He pulled her to him and kissed her roughly on the lips as his hands roamed over her ass. Meg wrapped her arms around Luc, bringing her flannel covered breast up to his shoulders. Luc moved down and pulled at the buttons with his teeth.
Meg moaned as his lips and teeth grazed her bare skin and nipples taunt with sensation. She rocked her hips forward. Luc took advantage of her position and grabbed a nipple while his fingers found her wet nether lips and plunged into her.
“Oh! Ogods!” Meg cried out. She was so sensitive after her cycle and no sex. She almost came just from his fingers entering her pussy.
Luc growled sub-vocally against her nipple sending shivers up and down her spine.
“Geeze!” she gasped.
Luc smiled, her nipple still in his mouth. His hand between her legs was dripping with moisture. It hadn’t taken him long to figure out that sub-vocals done just right turned Meg on. He slipped a second and then a third finger between her lips, slowly pumping in and out.
Meg reached down between them and caressed his cock that was bumping against her.
“Ahh,” Luc gasped, dropping her nipple.
Meg squirmed around and brought her mouth down to his cock and wrapped her lips around his head. Luc moved to let her have access to his cock while still fingering her. She wiggled her hips at him, encouraging him to continue touching her. He slid his thumb down and touched her clit.
“Mmmmph!” Meg screamed against his cock as she came.
Luc repeated the movement, enjoying the way she came as well as the vibrations against his cock. His hand was dripping with moisture, and he was afraid he’d come too soon.
“Hhhold on Meg,” he said.
Meg stopped and he got on his knees, pulling her to him so they could do it ‘wolfy-style’ as Meg teasingly called this position. She leaned forward on her arms while he grabbed her hips, pulling her to him while he buried himself deep in her.
Bliss. Holding her hips, he moved slowly and then sped up. It felt so good to be back inside of Meg. They fit so well together.
Meg could feel the heat building up in her groin and drove herself back against Luc. Luc took note and increased his own rhythm. The slapping of flesh was punctuated with rapid panting breaths and then a howl as Luc came deep in Meg. Meg shuddered and felt her orgasm rip through her.
“Arrrrrrrr,” growled Luc as he came and came.
Meg shuddered and collapsed into the nest of bedding. Luc followed her down. She’d clamped her muscles around him so tightly, it was like they couldn’t separate. Meg came again as they moved. Luc realized that he’d partially shifted and he honestly couldn’t separate from Meg.
“Hhhold stihl Mehg,” he said.
“What’s the matter Luc?” she asked trying to think through the haze of orgasmic bliss.
“Knoht,” he managed as his jaw tried to shift more towards wolf.
“Knot?” she asked without understanding what he meant.
“Wolhf, knoht, ph-ppen-hiss, knoht,” he panted.
“Oh! Knot!” she said finally understanding that he’d shifted enough to form that knot particular to canines and werewolves.
“Uhhuh,” he said laying there trying to relax.
Meg smiled. She had found that she liked the feeling. It was an extra bit of sensation that made sex just that bit nicer. They laid there in post coital bliss as the wind breathed over the tent.
Meg woke to the sound of the wind shaking the tent. At some point, Luc must have covered them up. The tent flapping against her head had woke her up and she settled down to go back to sleep after moving down a bit. Just as before, the wind blew hard, settled down and almost stopped and then reversed direction. It was like being in the presence of a huge sleeping giant.