Shifters, Beasts, and Monsters (4 page)

Suddenly
the body beneath her tensed. As waves of ecstasy crested and broke within her
body she felt the girl twist beneath her with alarming strength, pushing her to
the side, straddling and mounting her. She only realized this wasn’t part of
the game when she saw the fear in the girl’s eyes. A strong hand clamped over
her mouth, muffling Aylen’s orgasmic panting.

‘Danger!
Quiet!’ she whispered harshly. Aylen nodded, her eyes wide with fear.

The girl
sprang silently to her feet, stalking to the hatch leading to the ground ten
meters beneath them.  She lifted the aluminum hatch, wincing as the hinges squeaked,
and held her ear at the narrow opening. Aylen could hear nothing but the wind,
but the girl shifted her head in small, jerky movements as if trying to locate
the source of a sound. After a few seconds she gently lowered the hatch,
bolting it after her, and turned to Aylen. She placed a finger over her lips,
and beckoned her over to the window.

Aylen crept
to the observation window and knelt on the padded bench beneath it. Just a few
hours ago she’d sat here with Emily, watching the wolf pack through the
binoculars that still hung from a hook beside the window. Now Emily was gone,
possibly dead, and she peered fearfully through the window at the ground below,
watching for movement and terrified of what would step from the trees.

And then
she saw them.

Two men
appeared below the window, walking quickly downhill and following the treeline.
One was tall, the other short, and both were naked and muscular. Even from this
angle she noticed that they didn’t walk like humans. They looked uncertain on
two legs, off balance and clumsy. Their arms swung strangely out of sync with
their steps. If anything they looked weak and helpless, despite the rippling
muscles that slid beneath their glistening skin. They looked as if they could
be bea –

A deer
suddenly darted from the treeline. Instantly the lead wolf leaped, his powerful
legs springing him through the air. The enormous jump barreled him into the
side of the creature, taking it down with the first blow. The deer scrambled
onto its front legs, desperately fighting to escape, but before it had the
chance to take a single step the wolf wrapped his hands around the head and
twisted, snapping its neck with ease.

Aylen fell
backwards in shock, reaching out instinctively to steady herself. Her fingers
caught the binocular strap, and she watched in horror as it slid from the hook
and fell towards the aluminum floor. The binoculars seemed to fall in slow
motion, and Aylen had time to imagine what would happen next. The noise would
echo around the mountainside. The wolves would raise their heads quickly from
their still-warm meal. They’d prowl to the bottom of the ladder, slowly,
carefully. They’d be in no rush. They’d know they had their prey surrounded.
They could kill her slowly.

The girl’s
leg sprang out from beneath her, and her foot kicked out at the binoculars.
With the lightest touch she guided them away from the aluminum floor and onto
the cushioned bench, where they landed without a sound. She turned to Aylen and
raised her finger to her lips.
Shhhhhh. 

Out the
window the men stood from their prize and continued to walk. They hadn’t been
hungry. They’d killed for sport. Aylen heard their laughter as they turned to
leave, and steam rose from the cooling body of the deer.

She turned
to the wolf girl. ‘Why couldn’t they smell us?’

‘Wrong
body,’ she replied, still staring after them. ‘When they wolf, better smell,
better sound. When they human, better see... More cruel.’

‘More
cruel?’

‘Yes. Wolf
kill for food, for pack.’ She looked sadly at the deer. ‘Human kill for fun.’

There was
something new about the girl, and it took a moment for Aylen to figure out what
it was.

‘Your eyes.
They’re not yellow any more.’ The wolf’s eyes had turned ice blue, and for the
first time she looked truly human.

‘Yes. I
changed full now. I think more clear. No more wolf.’ She sat on the bench
beneath the window. ‘Now I tell who we are. Tell who you are now. Make plan to
save you friend.’

Aylen felt
a pang of guilt as she thought of Emily. She should have tried to save her, but
her fear had been too great. She looked at the ground, unwilling to meet the
girl’s piercing eyes. A thought struck her.
Who you are? What did she mean
by that?

‘We old
pack. Long time old. Mother tell me story. We not many now. Too many human for
us.’ She stopped, trying to find the right words. ‘We mixers. Not wolf. Not
human. Mix. We stay wolf for long time. Change when mountain ready for more. We
change to make more.’

Aylen
looked up at her sharply, realizing what this could mean. ‘I mated with the
pack. Are you saying that I might be pregnant with a werewolf
baby
?’ She
knew how crazy this sounded out loud, and it was all she could do not to laugh.

The girl
shook her head. ‘No, you no carry. We no have young with human. No, you turn to
us. You one of us now.’

Aylen
reeled. ‘Are you fucking kidding me? You’re saying I’m a fucking werewolf?’

The girl
looked confused, upset. ‘Please. I say bad. We must find mother. She say good.
Okay? We go now. Is safe now.’

Without
waiting for an answer the girl sprang from the bench, strode across the room
and lifted the hatch in the floor. She dropped straight through, falling easily
to the ground far below. Aylen took one last look out of the window, saw the
male wolves far down the mountainside, picked the heavy flashlight from the
floor and followed the girl through the hatch.

It was time
to get some answers... 

Emily

Emily
opened her eyes. A slow, steady drip of cold water was hitting her stomach, and
in the darkness all she could see was the moonlight catching each drop as it
fell. She felt cold, hard rock beneath her, and realized immediately that she
was in a cave.

She’d
dreamed...
no, that wasn’t a dream. Too vivid for a dream.
A wolf had
mounted her. Its smell had overwhelmed her senses, reaching beyond simple scent
and deep into her hind brain. She’d drifted in and out of consciousness as it
had thrust into her, and she’d been dimly aware of the pack watching from the
darkness. It had hurt.
Damn, it hurt
. She’d been shocked by the way the
wolf’s penis seemed to swell inside her, filling every inch of her.

It had been
a good pain, though. She couldn’t explain why, but she wanted it to happen.
When she felt the wolf change above her she’d been... words weren’t enough to
describe it.
Overjoyed?
A small, sane part of her mind told her that
what was happening was horrific, but it had been quickly overruled by the rest
of her. She
needed
him. Whatever this creature was that had violated her
so roughly, she welcomed it. Even now, lying alone in the cave, she felt
incomplete without his presence.

Once again
the small, rational part of her mind yelled out to her.
You’re under his
influence! Emily, run! On your feet, soldier! It’s a werewolf!
She couldn’t
bring herself to care. Whatever caused the power the man held over her it was
delicious and irresistible, and when she heard a sound at the mouth of the cave
she was filled with joy and gratitude. He’d returned to her. Emily raised her
head and saw him framed against the moonlight, and a thrill of anticipation ran
through her. He was perfect. Tall. Muscular. Powerful. He was everything she
wanted and needed, and her whole body ached for him.

The man
walked silently through the cave, confidently, as if he could see every inch of
the darkness. He paused beside her, and Emily could see steam rise from his
body, his sweat evaporating from his naked skin in the cold air. His long, dark
hair was covered in a fine dusting of snow that glittered in the moonlight.

Emily
spread her legs in anticipation, inviting him into her once again. She reached
out and gripped his calf, digging her fingernails into his thick, muscular leg,
pulling him down towards her. She felt his calf tense as he crouched, and in
the half light she saw his intention. Her lips opened wide, and she allowed him
to slide himself into her mouth.

The heat
struck her first. His thick, hard penis felt like it was on fire. Emily felt
each beat of his heart pulse through the shaft, throbbing on her tongue as he
slid his length past her lips. She moved her hand up to his thigh and felt him
squat easily on the balls of his feet, suspended above her so she could hold
him in her mouth. His large, strong hand wrapped around the back of her head
and he pulled her further onto his cock. 

Emily
pulled away, leaving a long, thin line of saliva and pre-cum suspended between
her lips and the tip of the throbbing penis. She dipped her head beneath the
shaft and took his large, heavy balls in her mouth, savoring the strong, musky
taste of his sweat. As she licked him she felt even more lightheaded,
intoxicated by his scent. She felt as if she were drunk.

Emily felt
the wolf’s muscles tense, and he leaned forward to straddle her. She felt his
hard, wet cock slide down her body, running over the curve of her breasts and
down across her smooth, flat belly. The man’s head came down to her neck and
she felt his hot, sharp breath on her skin, his thick stubble scratching at her
collarbone, and moments later she gasped as he pressed the thick head of his
cock against her slick, throbbing clit.

Emily
reached down to grasp his penis, using the tip to massage herself before
guiding it down to her wet, dripping lips. In her hands it felt even larger
than before, and as the wolf eased forward his hips to slide inside her she
came, her pussy clenching around his firm head, squeezing it as he thrust into
her. The pleasure overwhelmed her, and for a moment she thought she’d black out
with the force.

His tongue
dragged her back from the abyss. Jolts of electricity pulsed through her, and
every inch of her body was on fire. The wolf man’s tongue slipped into her open
mouth, and Emily moaned against his lips as he tenderly toyed with her tongue.
She felt a hot jet of cum fire powerfully into her, and a second orgasm
arrived. Both woman and wolf writhed in moaning ecstasy, and Emily felt his
juices spurt out from the tight seal her lips had formed around his enormous
erection.

The wolf
collapsed on top of her, exhausted and panting. Sweat steamed from his body,
and through the darkness she saw devotion in his bright, shining eyes. He
smiled as his cock twitched involuntarily, and Emily felt another jolt shudder
through her body. She panted, her breath condensing in the still, cold air, and
she noticed the cloud of steam move as if blown by a zephyr.

There was
movement in the darkness, and she didn’t see the branch until too late. It
caught the wolf solidly on the side of his head and he fell off her, his still
erect penis popping painfully from her tender pussy. She gasped in shock,
unable to move.

A flashlight
clicked on, blinding her in the sudden glare. Emily let out a whimper and
raised her hands to shield her eyes. She fought as hands wrapped around her,
struggling in their grip, and she was lifted to her feet.

‘It’s okay,
honey. You’re going to be okay.’

It was
Aylen’s voice...

CHAPTER 3

SUBMITTING TO THE WOLVES

Emily looked up at the
shape of Aylen framed against the moonlight, rage flashing in her eyes. ‘What
the hell? Why did you hit him?’

Aylen lowered the
branch, knitting her brow in confusion. This wasn’t the response she’d
expected.

‘I’m rescuing you, Em,
from the fucking werewolf who was just attacking you.’ She pointed the branch
in the direction of the naked, muscular wolf who lay unconscious at her feet. A
trickle of blood ran from his matted hair down to his right eye, but his chest
rose and fell steadily. He wouldn’t be out for long.

‘Attacking? What the
hell are you talking about?  He wasn’t attacking me. I belong to him. He was
giving me his gift!’

Aylen shined the
flashlight into Emily’s eyes. Before she squeezed them closed she saw... well,
Emily looked exactly the way she usually looked after a night in the bar at the
foot of the mountain. Her eyes were glazed and unfocused, her expression
suddenly placid. If it wasn’t for the fact that she were sitting naked in a
cave Aylen would swear Emily was drunk.

The wolf girl, Aylen’s
companion, appeared at the mouth of the cave and hopped nervously from foot to
foot. Aylen beckoned her over, but she was reluctant to step closer to the alpha
male, no matter how harmless in sleep.

‘Come here. Look at
Emily.’ With Aylen’s order she moved immediately, as if unable to ignore the
word of the girl who’d saved her. She moved reluctantly from the cave’s bright
moonlit entrance.

‘Do you know what’s
wrong with my friend? She isn’t acting normal.’ As soon as she spoke the words
Aylen realised just how ridiculous her statement must have sounded, standing in
a cave halfway up a snowbound mountain, asking a werewolf why her friend seemed
drunk.

The girl, though,
responded as if it were an obvious question. ‘You can’t smell him?’ she asked,
sniffing the air and pointing to the alpha. ‘She fills with his scent. Your
friend is his now.’

Now that it was pointed
out to her, Aylen noticed the thick scent in the air. It was intoxicating,
beguiling. She couldn’t even describe it in words. The air smelled... no, that
was the wrong word. The air smelled just as it should: the sharpness of the
cold night’s snow; the damp, mossy smell of the cave. It wasn’t the smell that
was unusual, but... the feeling? The air felt solid. Each breath felt as if
Aylen was inhaling the fumes from a strong bottle of vodka, only without the
smell. She took a few long, deep breaths and felt lightheaded as she exhaled.
But happy. Content. As if this was where she should be.

The wolf girl became
more agitated as the scent filled her nose. She looked fearful, moving quickly
between the cave mouth and the two women, her movements quick, dog-like.

Aylen felt her hand
slide down her stomach, enjoying the warmth of the skin beneath her parka. This
feels natural, she thought, foggily. What on earth was I so worried about? He’ll
keep me safe. She almost laughed at herself. Overreacting as usual. Running
around in the cold all night, when I should have been here. I need to relax. A
smile played on her lips as her questing hand found the tattered waistband of
her ski pants, torn almost to shreds hours earlier by the wolf pack, and
slipped her fingers delicately beneath the fabric.

The wolf girl whimpered
when she noticed Aylen’s hand, her knuckles gently tenting the crotch of her
pants as she rubbed herself. The girl looked into Aylen’s eyes, sniffing
deeply, and knew she was lost. Like Emily, she’d been overwhelmed by the Alpha’s
powerful pheromones. The wolf girl couldn’t express herself with words, but she’d
seen the power of his influence before. She knew enough to understand that she
couldn’t pull Aylen back to her senses. Not before the Alpha awoke. Already she
saw Aylen was removing her parka, her bare breasts firm any glowing in the
moonlight.

The young woman turned
to run from the cave but felt Aylen’s hand catch her wrist. Caught off balance
she fell to the ground, pulling the delirious woman with her. Aylen landed
heavily on top of her, forcing the air from her lungs, and quickly thrust her
tongue between the wolf girl’s lips. She slipped her hand from her pussy and
gripped the girl’s free wrist, pinning her to the ground.

The wolf girl knew she
could easily overpower the human. Even in this weak human form she could break
her bones with ease. She could dash her against the cave wall like a rag doll
and escape in moments, but after the events of the night she had sworn to
protect her. She’d promised to take her to mother to get the answers she
needed. Perhaps, if she was lucky, she could help her survive the night.
Besides, she suddenly didn’t want to leave. She knew it was the alpha’s power,
but she cared less about escape than she had just a moment ago.

Aylen seemed in a trance
as she tenderly kissed the wolf girl. Her mind was working on a level she’d
never experienced, free of all thought but the physical. The impulse to mate
was overpowering. Beyond that any other worries seemed weightless, drifting out
of her mind and into the night sky. The only important thing – obviously,
indisputably – was the tight, bright fire burning in her body. The warm
glow in her pussy, begging for its heat to be released with a hand, a tongue, a
thick, hot cock. She needed to be pleasured, and give pleasure. Nothing else
could be so urgent.

Aylen enjoyed the
squirming of the wolf girl beneath her. Her lithe, naked body writhed between
her legs. Powerful, sinuous muscles flexed as she arched her back, and the
nipples running the length of her body were tight and firm in the cold air.
Aylen dipped her head to the girl’s breasts and gently licked her nipples one
at a time, feeling the dark skin pucker on her tongue, enjoying the sound of
the girl’s ragged, panting breaths.

With her head buried in
the wolf girl’s breasts, Aylen failed to notice Emily approaching the two from
behind. She gasped as she felt a hand fall between sliding her torn ski pants
down her legs, and the moment she realised it was her friend she carefully
lifted her ass into the air, slightly parting her legs to allow the hand to
reach her dripping pussy.

‘Oh, Emily. I’ve want
this for so long,’ she murmured, her eyes fluttering as two fingers slid slowly
inside her. Aylen whimpered as she felt a thumb rest on her clit, pressing
tenderly against the firm, moist mound.

It wasn’t until the hand
withdrew that she realised it wasn’t Emily’s slender, delicate fingers
caressing her. She looked around in surprise as she felt a searing hot,
enormous and firm penis thrust deep inside her, and it was only for the strong,
tight grip of the alpha’s hands on her waist that she didn’t tumble off the
wolf girl’s writhing body.

Behind the alpha she saw
Emily lost in her own private ecstasy, her wet fingers feverishly rubbing her
pussy as she held the fingers of her free hand in her mouth. She licked her
fingers, coating them in saliva before transferring it to the moist, glistening
mound of her clit.

Aylen watched
transfixed, barely noticing the alpha’s powerful thrusts into her own pussy.
For so long she’d dreamed of finally sharing her body with Emily, and now she
watched as almost within reaching distance she played with herself
ecstatically, her eyes glazed as a satisfied smile played across her lips.
Aylen ached for her, the urge to pull away from the hot shaft buried deep in
her pussy almost overpowering. The need to thrust her tongue between Emily’s
luscious lips drove her to distraction, and she felt the thrill of her orgasm
pulse through her the moment Emily’s eyes met hers.

The wolf came at the same
time, and suddenly the full power of the man looming over her became clear.
Aylen felt the jet of his hot cum gush into her as her pussy spasmed and
clenched around his shaft. Over her shoulder she saw the werewolf arch his
back, his impossibly muscular body flexing as he threw his head back and howled
into the night.

The noise carried,
echoing through the cave and drowning out Aylen’s own cries of pleasure. Far in
the distance came an answering call, then another. The mountainside erupted as
the pack replied as one.

Aylen felt the wolf
withdraw from her, his long, thick cock drawing out for what felt like an
eternity. Aylen expected him to lay down, but he gently batted her aside and
straddled the now sedentary wolf girl. Aylen had forgotten she was even there,
but the alpha hadn’t. The wolf girl whimpered with pleasure as the alpha dipped
his still erect penis into her pussy, forcing her tight lips to stretch to
accommodate him. She gasped as his full length pushed into her, and then closed
her eyes, panting heavily with an open mouth as he began to thrust his hips
against hers.

Aylen turned her
attention to Emily. The white girl’s eyes were locked on Aylen’s dark, slender
body as she feverishly stroked her pussy. Aylen watched with hungry eyes,
savouring the sweet scent of Emily’s juices. She saw that the girl’s skin
glistened with sweat despite the cold, and knew that nothing would make her
happier than to lick every drop from her perfect body.

Propping her back
against the cool wall of the cave, Emily spread her legs wide for Aylen to
approach. The Native American crawled on all fours across the cave floor,
almost wolflike, and climbed slowly up Emily’s body, kissing as she went.

Emily came the moment
their lips touched. She let out a cry of pleasure as Aylen pressed her lips
tightly against Emily’s, holding in her cries almost as if to claim the orgasm
for herself, to draw it into her body as it escaped from Emily’s.

Aylen moved quickly down
Emily’s body, eager to taste her pussy as she came. The writhing girl pulled
away her hand for Aylen, allowing her to dip her head between the girl’s
glistening porcelain thighs. Aylen’s first taste was delicious as she ran her
tongue hungrily along Emily’s lips. The girl tasted even more delicious than
she smelled, her sweetness mixed with the overpowering musk of the alpha, whose
creamy cum still dripped from her.

Still Emily came. Aylen’s
tongue drew it out, bringing new waves of pleasure as she pressed her tongue
against Emily’s clit, then thrust it deep into her depths to taste her sweet
musk more strongly. Aylen felt Emily’s juices running down her chin, dripping
to the ground. She’d never been with a girl who came so hard, whose pussy was
so moist and delicious.

Emily’s foot found Aylen’s
pussy, searching for a way to repay the favour given by her tongue. Aylen felt
a big toe tease her clit, missing the sweet spot by just a little as Emily
guided her foot blindly beneath her friend.

Aylen wanted to cum
again. She was desperate for it, for an orgasm brought by a friend she’d
dreamed of for so long. The girl beneath her was the girl she pictured while
playing with herself in the shower, fumbling sleepily under the duvet or even
fucking other women. She’d fantasised about this sweet, beautiful girl since
the day they met, and she couldn’t help but break into a joyous smile as she
nibbled her clit and felt the girl’s big toe try to guide itself into her
pussy.

Aylen grew impatient
with Emily’s blind searching, breaking her shining, cum soaked face from her
pussy and climbing back up the length of her body. She planted a deep kiss on
Emily’s mouth, and Emily hungrily drank in her own juices as they both heard
the wolf girl cum loudly being them.

Emily broke away from
the kiss, leaving a fine strand of cum and saliva glistening between them for a
moment before breaking. ‘Come on, Aylen,’ she whispered in her ear. ‘I want to
watch you take a mouthful of cum.’. She took Aylen by the hand so they could
both pull each other from the ground. ‘I want to lick it from your lips, Ay. I’ve
wanted this for a long time, too.’

Emily winked in the half
light and squeezed Aylen’s ass before walking towards the alpha, who stood
naked at the mouth of the cave. Aylen would follow her anywhere tonight.

The alpha turned and
stood almost expectantly as the girls approached. His penis, incredibly still
erect after fucking all three of his girls in no more than half an hour,
dripped with cum. A drop fell, the moonlight catching it as it stretched in a
glistening line towards the cave floor, and Aylen had to stop herself lunging
forward to catch it, as if she dreaded wasting a drop of his beautiful,
delicious cream.

Even now Aylen knew she
was under the beast’s control. They all knew. As the two girls moved closer to
the werewolf they both felt themselves fall deeper under his control. His musk
became thicker in the air, and both girls breathed deeply. They didn’t care
that they were in his thrall. It was where they wanted to be. Where they
should
be. They both stared at the glistening drop as it touched the ground without a
sound, remaining attached by a fine thread of cum to the wolf’s throbbing
penis.

The spell was broken by
the wolf girl, pushing between Emily and Aylen and dropping to her knees as if
in prayer. She caught the line of cum with her tongue, pulling it into her
mouth and following it back to the thick head of his penis. Both girls moaned
as she closed her lips over the alpha’s glans, sucking noisily, hungrily.

For the first time the
alpha smiled, genuinely and warmly. The girls returned his smile, neither even
aware that their fingers were slowly rubbing their own tender pussies. A
mixture of the alpha’s cum and their own plentiful juices ran down their inner
thighs as they played with themselves, and after a few moments the alpha
beckoned them over with a strong, large hand.