She braced herself as George came in from behind. Even though she was soaked, with juices running down her legs, it took a thrust or two for George to ‘seat’ himself deep in her pussy. They’d talked about this and yet George never said when he would try shifting or not during sex. They had set up a safe word though in case he was just too big to handle. His hands felt so good on her hips She felt lightheaded and all the edges were going soft as George stroked in and out of her pussy. It felt good.
“Ahhh,” she moaned into the pillow under her head.
George shifted just a little more. He’d realized that he grew longer but not much more in girth when he shifted. He moved his arms down to the sides of Angie’s hips, pinning her in place, while not scratching her soft skin. He increased his pace and it felt so good. Angie moaned again under him.
“Ruh ohkhy?” he tried to ask, nearly too shifted to talk.
“Yes, Oh gods, Oh,” she squeaked as she started to orgasm. Her muscles clenched around his cock.
George shifted full on and felt the knot form. He stroked faster now, his own orgasm so close.
“Oh! Oh! Oh gods!” moaned Angie. “So full! Oh myyyyyyyy!” ran the thoughts across her brain as she orgasmed.
Angie’s orgasm sent him over the edge and he came hard. It seemed like it took forever before his balls stopped pumping. Angie was still coming, and he rolled them over on their sides and wrapped his forelegs around her while he gently nipped her ears. He tried to shift back, but his body wasn’t having any of that yet.
“Ggeorge, I… I can’t move off of you,” she said at last. George just snuffled her. He couldn’t talk. She had tried and every time it was like she was held tight by his cock. It also sent her into another cycle of orgasms. Then it dawned on her what had happened.
“George, did a knot form?” she asked.
George licked her ear.
“Oh! We did it George!” she gasped. She had wiggled too much and her body obliged her with another orgasm. “Oh myyyy.”
After a few minutes, they both fell asleep.
Wolf held his soft mate next to him. The knot joined them and throbbed nicely. He felt good. “Mine. Mine,” he thought as he went to sleep.
At some point in the night, the knot relaxed. All the cum that had filled Angie began to depart as did George’s cock. It woke Angie up, and she realized what had happened. When she went to get up, George, still in wolf form growled in his sleep and pulled her closer. Angie gave up and slept in a puddle.
*
“Run?” the she-wolf danced back and forth on her legs next to her mate daring him.
“Chase!” Wolf thought as he lunged after his mate. She ran and he followed.
Two wolves ran in the woods outside of the B&B. They’d run for hours and finally stopped in a meadow. After a moment, Ginny and Patrick sat on the grass watching the stars. They’d made love earlier and while the knot hadn’t kept them long, it was getting close to dawn.
“Need to go Gin,” said Patrick.
“I know. Make love to me when we get back?” she asked as she shifted to wolf form again.
“Yes,” said Patrick and soon the two wolves were running down the mountain.
At the back door of the B&B were a line of hooks. On the hooks were bathrobes. Angie had George put the hooks up when she realized that it would be easier on the shifters. Patrick and Ginny grabbed their robes and headed for their room. Anyone seeing them would assume they’d come from the hot tub George had installed on the deck outside.
They barely got in their room before Patrick pounced on Ginny. He pulled the collar of her bathrobe down so that her arms were pinned. Then he tossed her on the bed and began to nibble up her thighs.
“Ppppatrick, untangle me!” she said.
“No. I like you this way,” he said as he moved up her thigh. She tried to struggle and he grabbed her bathrobe tie and snugged it tighter. She was very snuggly pinned down. Then he went back to nibbling up her thigh until he reached her pussy. He licked and sucked at her lips, clit and the opening of her pussy until Ginny bounced on the bed in orgasm.
“Oh damn,” she gasped. “Patrick, let me up.”
“No, I’m really enjoying this. Maybe I ought to tie you up more often,” he said.
“Patrick, come on,” she said.
He ignored her and nipped her lips. She gasped. He repeated it and added a lick to her clit. Ginny squirmed. She also got wetter.
“You like this,” he said.
“What? No I don’t,” said Ginny.
Patrick laughed. “Your mouth says no, but this pussy says yes,” he said.
Ginny stopped protesting for a moment, and listened as Patrick ran his fingers in and out of her pussy. Then he held his dripping fingertips up for her to see. She rolled her eyes and looked up at the ceiling.
“See, I didn’t lie,” said Patrick as he moved inbetween her legs and slid his cock into her pussy.
Ginny moaned. It always felt so good when they made love. She hadn’t realized what she was missing until Patrick showed up. The only lover she’d ever felt this good with had been Luc, and that had never felt right in her head. They had decided that business was more important than sex. However, with Patrick, it was the other way around. There were days when they were both late because they’d been making love until the wee hours of the morning. Even more embarrassing were the days the knot wouldn’t relax and they’d be stuck in bed when one of the kids knocked on the door. Ginny swore that ‘Solda or Bitty purposely sent the little ones to wake them up on days like that.