Tender Wolf.

Tender Wolf.

She looks around her, as she slips into his mind again. He could feel the caress of her warm smile. She who knew him so well. The only one who desired him as much as he did her. He was cursed to be her playmate, and he found enjoyment in her haunting him. "Hello, old friend." Her voice whispers in his mind. "I have missed you." He ponders for a moment, should  he allow this moment to pass. Would responding to her soft song give her power over him once again, or would he be able to fight her off? Would he regret taking the plunge into his own mind, and allow her control? Would he regret playing with her one more time? Or would he simply rip the heart from her chest? She waits for his decision with a pleasant smile. Her plumb eyes glowed in the darkness as she waited for him to come to her.

He growled and slammed his fist on the table before him. Everyone in the tavern hushed as he rose up and roared out a thundering, "Lilith!" He turned the table. "No more games! Show yourself." He marched through the village howling. He tossed every hiding spot he could find. Villagers ran for their lives as he ravaged the village looking for her.

She led him home with the images she shared with him. When he reached his house, he threw everything out his way. Searching for her. "I'm not fucking with you anymore." Her laughter rang out into his mind as she called to him. Taunting him, letting him think he had found her, then vanished from his site again.

She nibbled on the tip of that spaded tail of hers. The purple leather of her skin shimmered in the moonlight. Her nose turned up, the mark of her curse, twitched as she sent new messages to his brain. Those sonic ears listening to his every step. She drew delight in teasing him so. Her batty ways a gift from the one who drove her insane. Only she knew his truth, and she loved to torment him with the truth they shared. Her giggle was as disturbing as a young girl's who was mischievously playing. "Now, Now Razule Dracowolf." she spoke to him. "No need to get all worked up over little ol' me." she taunted.

His words were as angry as ever. "You just wait till I get my hands on you Lilith." he huffed a breath of smoke from his nostrils. The fire inside him burning. "I'm going to rip you to shreds." He threatened. "I'm going to devour your sole." He grinned as he turned towards the door. "I always find you." he grumbled to himself. He moved closer and wrapped his massive hands over the knob. He ripped it over, and stared blankly into his closet.

"Oh and you were so close this time." she chirped to him. "Try again love."

He smiled a wicked grin and huffed out more smoke. He turned his eyes on the exit. She wasn't in the house. He stepped outside and looked to the woods. "Show yourself."

"You have to find me first." She chirped.

He sniffed the wind and bellowed out! "Lilith!" as loud as he could. The toxic thunder that exploded from him sent a shiver down her spine. Her eyes closed as she loved the way it felt, and her world went still for just a moment. She gasped, as she saw the images running through his mind. She lowered her hand on her body and she touched herself.

"Yes." She whispered into his mind.

The thoughts raced through his mind as he picked up the sent of her urges. He ravaged her with his toughs and she basked in the moment. Life had brought them together many times, each moment twisted with horror and passion. They couldn't explain why they loved to torture each other, but they couldn't stop themselves either. They didn't want to, It was to disturbing, and they needed it. She waited in anticipation as she let her fingers glide between her folds. Pressing her back up to that wall and just feeling the coolness of it against her skin. She slipped a hand up under her belly shirt and fondled herself aggressively.

The First Time

As he entered the cave where she awaited him, her sent flooded his brain. His mind raced back to the fist time he had ever picked up her sent. The smell of popcorn and hot butter swarmed around him, as he was drawn back in time. She was just a small thing then, barely even eighteen, and her hormones were coursing through her. He watched her as she hung out with her friends, and the moron she was with looked at her best friend with more lust for her than the beauty he was with. She was struggling with her lighter, as this dirt bag ushered her best friend inside. All her other friends all went with them into the movies, and she remained  trying to get one more smoke in. She was human then, short, milky white skin. Her eyes were green, her hair was black. She had a face that would melt any wild beast's heart. He moved closer to her. The flame danced across her cigarette as he lit it. She pulled in a long drag. "Thanks." her first word to him, and it rang out in his mind.

He lit himself a joint and offered her a taste of his beer. "Oh, sweet." she took a swig and smiled at him. "You know. Your kinda cool." He offered her his joint. She took a long breath of the joint and handed it back to him.

He smiled at her, following those curves of her body up to her turned away face. She was looking back to see if any of her friends remained outside. "Anytime." He said reaching out and touching just the tip of her hair. It ran down her back stopping just below her mini skirt. She continued to smoke her cigarette as he drew in a long breath of her sent. She didn't even mind that he was touching her hair. Someone yelled out to her. "The movie is about to start." They called from the door.

She turned back and looked at them. "Yeah. I'll be right in!" she looked to me. "I didn't even want to watch a move." She said as she turned back to me. "This moron is so.. Ugh." She looked at him. "Bet you aren't a moron are you?" Waiting, lingering as long as she could make that cigarette last. Her sent bathed him, and her voice aroused him.

"That's be cause the fool can't see what he has." He spoke with truths he couldn't possibly know. He was young probably about a year younger than her, but he was no fool.

"Yeah." she looked off with a sad gaze. He had struck a cord.

He couldn't control himself, "The fool is in love with the wrong girl." He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her in close. When his lips touched her it was as if a volcano went off inside her. Her sent exploded from her and he held her close. He pressed into her like he had never kissed anyone in his life.

She resisted at first, then returned his kiss, pressing herself into him. He wanted her, needed her. He broke his lips from hers and looked around. His heart beat with passion, and it was surging though his body. He felt fire he had never felt before and it burned though him. He felt his gut pull and twist inside him. He pulled away, he took deep breaths as she caught her breath.

She was cooing about how great the kiss was, and he pulled her off behind the theater. He threw her against the wall and before she could react was kissing her again. He didn't care what she wanted, he wanted her. He could taste every part of her and he wanted her. He ran his hands over her body and something scratched her. He growled out against her neck and started bucking at her.
She pushed him off. "That's enough." She snapped at him.

When he looked up at her she drew back, but he held her arm. She tried to pull away. "What is wrong with you?" She pushed him off. He moved out her way and stepped back, letting her go. He tried to compose himself, but it was too late.

He turned and fell, collapsing over a trashcan and seeing his refection in the lid. He could see his eyes glowing red. He knew it was time for his first change. "Run." he told her. Crouching there he watched as his face started to change before his eyes.

"What's wrong?" She asked him. "Are you tripping on something?" She reached out and touched his shoulder. Concerned about why he was suddenly acting so strange. With one swift motion he pounced her.

It only took a moment for the wolf to emerge from within. He pinned her to the ground as she screamed out. He slathered his dripping tongue in to her mouth. Lunging at the back of her throat till she choked, muffling her voice against his throbbing tongue.

He pressed himself against her tinny body. She tried to fight him off, but her blows were nothing compared to his massive paws. He grabbed her by the wrist and with one paw, he held her arms above her head as he slipped his other paw up under her shirt. When she kicked him, it brought down his claw through the fabric and it ripped it away, leaving her exposed to the moonlight.

 He runs his claws down her stomach leaving razor blade marks on her skin as he ripped away her Skirt. He teased at her panties, feeling how wet she was. Pressing in with the tip of his claw, making her screams break away to moans. He slipped her panties down her legs, and brought them up to his muzzle to sniff. She tried to catch her breath as he looked down to her, "Human." He grinned. "I can fix that." She started to scream, so he used her panties to gag her, and he looked at her body.

His dark fur dancing across her skin as she squirmed under him, he covered her ankles with his feet and held her in place as he rubbed himself against her. The look of terror in her eyes thrilled him. As she tried to escape, it only aroused him further. He covered every inch of her with his tongue, and she had no way of running. He press his nuzzle deep into the folds between her legs. He drew in a deep breath,  delighted, he howled at the moon.

He lapped at her folds, drinking in her sent. Her eyes squeezed shut as she tried not to enjoy the way he made her feel. She had never been touched in these places the way he was touching her, and here he was rapping of the choice from her to want to play. She cried out as she just couldn't help but thrust her body against his. His hands holding her hips tight to his face.

She bucked, as he slipped his tongue inside her. He lapped at the inner folds of her body, and teased her from inside. The constant motion of his tongue dancing inside her, and she felt her self spill into his mouth. She screamed under the fabric as he slipped himself into her. Pressing himself deep in to her, and bring himself back just enough to let her dance on him. He pressed into her further each time until he fill her completely, painfully molding her insides, for his delight. She cried as the pain ran through her, and he enjoyed every second of her torment. He loved how sweet she tasted on his tongue, and how snugly she wrapped around his massive bulge. He pushed into her with slow hungry thrust. He found delight in the way she screamed and it urged him on.

All she could do was breath. She watched him torment her body. He looked down to her and forced her to look into his eyes. Stabbing his claws into her sides, he continued, "That's right, look at me." he growled down to her. He then lowered his head and bit into her neck. His poison coursed though her veins as he gnawed at her neck. The taste of her blood sending another burst of fire through him.

 She screamed out again and he whispered into her ears. "You belong to me."
The sound of someone coming only pulled his attention away for a moment, before the flame in his eye caught their gaze. He let out a thundering howl, at the one approaching, and they turned an ran the other way.

He forced her to look him in the eyes, and unloaded his package inside her belly. He then flips her over. He twisted her arms behind her back and he pinned her to the ground.  He slipped a paw under her and lifted her to him. She struggled against his assault. He allowed her to buck against him as he slipped into her warm folds again. With him thrusting hard against her body, she could hear the clapping of his force. His thrust teasing and taunting at her, even though she resisted him. He reached around with his tongue and teased at her flesh. He lifted her up with her hair forcing her to exposes those supple mounds. He wrapped her hair around her wrist tying them together. Her screams became moans as his tongue lapped over her flesh. Teasing her pink rises.

"Tell me you are mine" he demanded as he pulled the cloth from her mouth.

She could hardly choke out the words before he started assaulting her insides from all angles, "I will never be yours." She screamed at him. Refusing to give her free will to him.

He sunk his teeth into that milky flesh and and unloaded inside her again. He smiled at her resistance. "I hoped you'd say that." he growled as he slipped into her unexplored hole.

She screamed out as his flesh tore though her, opening her up to him. He pulled her up on him and forced her to buck on top him. He used her own struggling, as he pinned her to his lap. "Tell me you are mine." he demanded again. "And the pain will stop."

"No." was all she whispered to him. He growled and trusted harder on her.

"Give, Yourself to me." He demanded. As he once again unloaded inside her, the thrill of her resistance coursing though him.

He flipped her over and laid her on her back. After she called out no to him again. He slipped his massive mound into her mouth and drove it down her throat.

"You will be mine." He told her, as he slipped a claw between her folds and traced her bean. He moved is claw with the same aggression he used to drive his dripping mussel into her throat. He could feel the vibrations of her gags against his throbbing pistol.

"Say it?" he demanded and let her have one breath.

When she replied with another no. He drove himself deep inside her again. The assault between her legs increased as he moved his tongue upon her flesh. During a claw deep inside her. Teasing at her inner release. He released her again.

"Say it." He demanded.

"I am yours." She called out as her body shook under his touch and her inside pounded with a rage and pleasure she had never felt before. She painted as he drank the sweet nectar that flowed from her, and he knew beyond a doubt she was his.

When he was finished she collapsed to the ground with one quick release of her hair. He looked down over her and the wolf stared at his prey. He could hear the voices from the movie letting out and like a lover would a mate he lifted her up and ran off.

He ran until he couldn't run any more, before he happened upon a cave. He ran deep into the cave and found a little lake inside. He laid her beside the lake and laid down beside her. Warm and content in knowing she belonged to him.

Return to the Cave.

He remembered the cave as he entered it. It was why he had chose this place. Lilith and him had lived there for a long time. He knew exactly where to find her now. He pressed on. With each step her replayed their life. Starting with when he had awoken that first day after his first change.

She was naked under him as his eyes started to focus, he moved off her. Images ran though his mind of what had happened, and he shook his head. Man that weed must have been laced, he though, as he refused to believe his dream. He felt his loins throbbing and sensative and he stummbled off to relieve himself. He was so sensitive his body miss shot and hit himself in the face. He wrangled it down as he tried to aim it for a rock. He must have had a good time because his sack felt empty and his aim was completely off. He rinsed his face with the water from the lake and looked around. Wondering to himself what had really happened. His dream played over and over in his mind and he though to himself they must have really had a good time. If his dream was any indication of how hot she was. He looked down at the water and say the blood.

He looked back and saw her bloody body laying there and his breath cough. The images in his mind weren't the thoughts of a horny man at all. They were memories of an assault on this helpless girl. He held his breath as he paced back and forth trying to figure out what to do. How would he get rid of the body? He was set on letting her remain where she was, but as he turned to leave... Her breath. He could smell it. Her sent, he could taste it. He looked over to her and he sighed with relief at the sound of her heart thumping.

She streatched in her sleep, her wounds were already healing, and she smiled up to him. She moved again and rolled to her side, exposing that tight little flesh that he could still taste on his lips. He was surprised at the sound of her cooing. He moved closer to her, and slipped back beside her. Perhaps it was all a night mare, and they had just gotten a little rough.

He laid his hand softly on her shoulder and she turned to look at him. She didn't speak, she simply pressed her lips to his and crawled on top of him. She moved her hips gently along his, gliding across him. The motions of her body taking her sent higher, and he grew below her. She lifted her hips and let him slip inside her.

He noticed his hands were human and they weren't turning into a monster's and he felt the delight of her kisses on his neck. He melted into her touch as he ran his fingers along her body. Her skin was soft and her hair was like silk. He watched her move on him as he teased at her mounds with his teeth as gently as he was before he felt the drugs the night before.

The fact that he wasn't changing again, and how tenderly she touched him, the memories had to be a bad trip, of an erotic night. He took comfort in her lips as he laid her on her back and pressed deep into her. He moved with the motion of the waves from the lake beside them. Driving deep into her and burning for her. She moaned in his ear, and he moved his lips to her folds. He let his tongue dance upon her with a gentle flicker on her bean. Her folds were sweet and he was intoxicated by her sent. He could taste his sent inside her as he lapped out her juices. They mixed perfectly and he felt her beckon for him to fill her again. His tongue glided along her body and she tasted of him. She moaned and squirmed under him as he danced inside her.

He huffed and growled with a passion for her as he bit her neck. She responded with louder moans. And he let the beast inside him take him over once again. He glided between her legs with a thunderous roar. He picked her up and turned her over. Pulling her to him, he fondled her mounds as he pressed deeper into her. He kissed an nipped at the tender spot between her jaw and neck. Biting her ear, as his breath rushes into her ear. She calls out as she feels him jolting inside her with a speed only a wolf could have.

She released all over him, and he slipped inside her beckoning backside. He laid over her body, as he bent her over and mounted her as a wolf would. He pumped inside her as he played with her clit. She screamed out with pleasure as her body kept giving him more of that tasty juice. He licked it off his paw, then slipped on in her mouth to share.

She tasted their juices and licked it from his fur. She played with herself, as he fondled her breast, and he released again. He slipped himself back inside those tender violet lower lips, as she turned to kiss him. He felt himself fill with with the need to release, and he unloaded his stickiness deep inside her belly again. She screamed out as their juices met and he whispered in her ear.

"You are mine." and he collapses. She wasted no time, and she slipped her plumb colored lips over his dark flesh. She ran him deep inside her, choking every bit of him down. He smiled at her and watched her for a moment, then pulled her to him. He wrapped her up in his furry arms and held her close. Neither of them speaking, both assuming the night before was a trip, neither caring that it wasn't in that moment.

It had taken a few days for the drug to ware off. She awoke naked and cold from the aggressive nightmare she had. She looked around and the man who had given her the joint was beside her. She looked to him and blinked. The images were a bit furry as she stumbled off looking for her way out of the cave. She walked right into the lake instead.

The cool water felt amazing against her skin and she let herself become submersed in its healing energy. She let her thoughts run wild inside as she tried to wake herself up. Fuzzy screens played in her head as she tried to remember where she had been. Her body throbbed as the feel of her folds pleasure breaks though. She recalls the way he had raped her in the ally by the theater. She remembered the monster he turned into, and she burst from the water. The images of herself making love to him swam though her mind and she was tangled within in a battle.

He moved close behind her and she drew back and threw a right hook. "What the fuck." he screamed at her.

She didn't wait to explain she headed for the exit. He chased her out the water and through the tunnels. "Let me explain!" he called out. Trying his best to calm her down. She made it out before he was able to grab her. When she exited the cave she didn't look back. She headed in any direction she could, but he had her before she could escape. "Would you stop." He snapped at her again.


"Stop!" She screamed at him and yanked against his grip.

"Yes. Stop. For one you are naked, and two there isn't a town for miles." he told her. "There is no where to go." he lead her back into the cave and sat her down. "I'm guessing your memories are coming back." he asked her.

She didn't know how but she was going to escape his clutches somehow. "You can say that you sick freak." she bit at him. The pain of his assault still bruising her body. "Why did you do this to me?" she asked him.

He sat down beside her and calmly spoke, "I'm a lycan." he told her. "I'd never shifted before the other night." he tried to explain to her about his kind. "When the wolf takes over I can't control him." The explains. How it takes time for a young wolf to control their urges and she listened to every word.
He let her sit alone after he finished and collect her thoughts.

It seemed like hours before she spoke. "What are you going to do with me?" She finally asked.

"Well." He says as he looks up from the fire he had built. "I guess you are stuck with me." He told her.

"I want to go home." She told him. "Let me go." She begged with her eyes.

"Ok." He told her, "but I must return with you and the baby."

She looked to him, "baby?" She choked out.

He walked over to her and crouched down. He laid his hand upon her shoulder and sighed. "We are mated for life now. In mating, we made a child." He told her.

"I don't even know your name. How can we be mated."

He smiled, "Who do you belong to?"

Before she knew it his name flung from her mouth. "I, Lilith, belong to Razule Dracowolf." She answer him. She shook her head and stood up and pulled away from him.

"It's called imprinting." He told her. "Normally we dont imprint on anyone so quickly, but something about you..." He looked her over. "I'm sorry. What's done is done." He let her move away.

She couldn't fight the feeling that he was telling her the truth. She swore to keep his secrets but he insisted on his remaining by her side. When she finally agreed he took her home. They remained there, but every full moon, he forced her to return to the cave. She tried as best as she could, but after a few times escaping, he forced her back to the cave to live.

She wanted to leave so many times, but he refused her request. She vegged him for months to let her go. She wouldn't allow him to touch her, but the full mone brought her another fate. She watched his struggle and soon understood he didn't want to hurt her.

On day he explained how the weed they had had that first night they met was laced. He had felt the effects. He told her of the torment he felt when he realized his nightmare wasn't only real, it also aroused him. They talked between the moon's and slowly she started to fall in love with the man. She continued to hate the beast he became every full moon, but tenderly cared for the man she grew to love.

He started working on building a house as  started to dream of their family. She helped him when he could and as they grew closer the wolf's rage subsided.

Her tenderness grew for the the man as she grew and the sound of the baby's heart beat kept the wolf at bay. The wolf refrained from attacking her aggressively for the remainder of the pregnacy.

After his change the wolf would go out on a hunt and force her to eat what ever animal he returned with. At first she tried cooking it, but she craved the flesh he brought her.

He paced back and forth as she ate his kill. When her belly was full he would move to sit by her. He cleaned her with his tongue. Feeling her senses with waves of delight. He gently cleansed her folds as she prepared to bring her child forth. He lapped at her tender pink skin as she thruster up in his face.

She couldn't help but fall in love with the way he gently stroked her with his tongue inside her. She called out his name as she released into his taste buds. He curled around her and kept her warm as she rested.

Their home.

She awoke to him smiling over her.  He took her by the hand and led her into her new house. He helped her through each room and showed her their dream home. She was ready to give birth any day. She to get him close as he showed her the crib he had made.

She was ready to move in and almost cried when she left the house that evening. They entered the cave just as she called out. He laid her in the bed of furs she had made. She called out as the full moon touched the sky.

Razule shifted in a flash and was by her side. He laid himself between her legs, cleaning her as she called out. She tried to keep her breath calm as her water broke.

He cleaned her up again and waited eagerly. For his child to be born. She grabbed his ears and squeezed as she released her baby onto his awaiting mouth.

She lay there panting and he held their new child in his arms for the first time. Lilith called out, and Razule left the baby in a cozy nest clse by. He took her hand. "Lilith" HE tried to wake her, she coughed, and her blood spewed on his face. Her body twitched and turned as shifted forms. Her skin fading into a leathery violets and blues. The tones resembled the colors her bruises often took. Here lips blue as midnight, and her hair remained onyx. Bat wings sprouted out her back and she screamed out. They stretched out as their bony  form took place and turned deep purple. The leathery skin spread between each claw that shaped at the bat points. Sonic ears burst from her head and she feels every gruesome moment of her curse.
He stood startled at the shape she had taken. She should had shifted into a wolf like him. He feared for her life as a spade burst from her lower back. It drew out into a tail and whipped at him. When it struck him, it cut like silver through him. Two black horns poked out from her forehead and she opened her bright yellow eyes.

Her gaze met his and he took a step back. She slowly stood before him, she was raided and struck a fear in his heart at the same time. He fell to his knees, " What have I done?"

He looked her over, those long wavy locks covering her body to her knees. Part of her hair clung to the new wings she bore and the nubs of horns were perfectly pointed, and his behind her hair. Reflecting light as she looked around. Her nose morphed in what resembled a bats nose.

She glowed with hues he thought weren't possible and he moved to touch her hand. "Lilith?"

She looked down to him and the look in her eyes raped him of his power. He couldn't move, could hardly breath. Her bite releases a dozen in his body surrendering him motionless. Her claws dug into him and she injected him with more toxins. His bulge begins to grow and she takes to his flesh. Rubbing herself against him, flexing her bean against him as she teased his flesh, but wouldn't allow him in side her.
He thronged as she moved on him and she pushed him to the ground.

She laid across his body with wings against his chest. "You've been a bad boy." She whispered. He couldn't speak, only whimper as he went to teasing him.

She slips her fingers between her legs and plays with her lower folds bringing her fingers to his nose. He took a deep breath of her sent, it had only grown sweeter. She ran her lower lips along his flesh, teasing, but never giving in. "Time to punish Daddy." Her words were twisted as she looked back and slipped her tongue into his mouth. She slipped her fingers between her folds again, allowing his hardened manhood to feel her fingers pleasuring herself. He throbbed for her and it hurt. A tear fell from his eye as the pain pleased him. She wiggled ontop him, her tail wrapping around him as she hed him errect. She wraped that spades blade around his family jewels and he wanted to cry out. She cut into them as she fondled herself into releasing, making it wetter as she moved against the shaft.

She sliced through his skin enough to sever them part the way from him. Just a demonstration of the power she now held. She released him and left him laying there on the ground. Unable to moved, pain surging throudh his body and the realization of how he had made lilith feel so may times.

He found a new respect for her in that moment as his body throbbed as he wanted so badly to release, but his heart ached with the pain of knowing how much he took from her. The pain between his lefgs was nothing in comparisons to the pains he had forced on her.

 She walked over to the baby and lifted it out of the nest. She turned and gave him a wicked snmile before strolling out of the cave with the baby.

Reunion

He looked around the cave and found her touching herself against the higher wall of the cave. He hadn't seen her in eightteen years and his rage had been building.

The day she had left the cave was the last time he had seen their daughter. He had chased her as far as he could only to return to the home he had made her.

He knew he deserved the punishment she had felt. He reached up and grabbed that razor sharp tail, pulling her down to face him. She called out as his touch sent tingles through her body.

He pinned her there, running a slow down her naked body. He leaned in, just shy of touching her lips, "where is my daughter?"

His loins grew hard for the first time in years, as her kiss pulled the poison out of his body. He thronged for her the way he did the night she severed his manhood.

She used her tail to slip him inside her, and he drove deep inside her. He rocked into her with all the love and anger he carried for her. She called out his name with that soft voice of hers. He roared in her ear as they released together.

He couldn't stop there, he moved his lips to her loins tasting her. Breathing her in deep. He lapped at her inner folds as he had often wanted to do. His claws teased at those supple mounds. He yearned for her, and he didn't care she had broke him. She called out as she released into his mouth.

He slipped himself inside her as he held her close. His throbbing girth dancing gently inside her. They moved in rhythm and the world melted away. He knew his mate was home and he relinquished control to an equip playing field.

They pressed harder into each other as they brought each other closer to euphoria. The years of pain and torture fading into a moment of pure pleasure.

The next morning she took him to meet their daughter, and they moved into their house.