Taken Into The Wolfpack Book #1 (Werewolf Erotic Romance) (2 page)

I nodded my assent, what she said made
sense, even though I wasn’t sure I entirely wanted protection from
the beast.

“
My friend Aaron has class over there, I’ll give him a call.”
She suggested. I thanked her and began rubbing myself again, this
time more vigorously. My mind flashed back to the dream in which
the hulking beast was sliding it’s massive cock into me. It felt
like he was tearing me open. His massive maw nipped and bit at my
neck, leaving tiny welts and bruises, but the mixture of pain and
pleasure was so riveting, and so taboo. I smelled the woods around
us, and heard the trees rustling, as if the very forest itself was
cheering our coupling on. I could feel his very erection throb
within me. I pressed my fingers against myself harder, and froze,
pretending to have fallen back asleep when Alice suddenly got up
from her chair, and walked to her bed.

I’m a bit of a risk taker as well, so
what?

Later that day, after class, I met Aaron. He
was one of the sports clowns I mentioned earlier. He seemed to have
an undeniable and very self-preserved swagger about him. His whole
image was one of being a ‘bad ass’. This meant mostly doing things
that made little to no sense, in a normal person’s life.

On the upside, he wasn’t particularly hard
on the eyes, and he was big. We exchanged pleasantries, and I
thanked him. He couldn’t be all bad, he was after all, escorting a
helpless young lady through a scary wood. It doesn’t get much more
‘knight in shining armor’ than that. As we made our way down the
poorly lit path that snaked it’s way through the forest, I kept my
eyes and ears open for any possible signs of the beast. Aaron
seemed to be taking this stroll lightly, regaling me the story of a
time he had stripped naked while drunk, and decided to try to
streak through a police station. I’ll admit, the story may have
been entertaining, if I wasn’t looking for a seven foot tall
monster in the woods.

With incredible tension rising in my stomach
we reached the place where I last confronted the beast. I monitored
the brush, any moment expecting the great beast to rear up.

But it didn’t.

Aaron and I managed to make it all the way
through the forest with little incident, besides when Aaron tripped
over an exposed root. Which certainly wasn’t as bad as being mauled
by a rabid werewolf.

Aaron returned me to my dorm, safe and
sound, much to Alice’s pleasure. Though she did pester me with a
few “I told you so’s”, I asked that Aaron accompany me again
tomorrow night. She agreed, and said she would make the call
tomorrow.

That night I dreamt of the beast again. It
had pinned me to the ground once more, it’s massive shape hulking
above me, it’s throbbing erection glistening. I felt as it
unceremoniously inserted itself into me, making no allowances for
size, it packed me full. I screamed in pain as well as ecstasy as
the giant beast writhed above me. My fingers ran across it’s taut
muscles and coarse fur, it’s massive tongue being dragged across my
exposed breasts. I felt every inch of him as he ravaged me with his
cock.

Everything swirled as her orgasm took her
over, and she felt her back arching as she rocked her hips in time
with the massive beasts.

There was a loud beeping noise, and my hand
snaked down to my panties, gently tweaking my own clitoris. I was
soaking wet again. Something had to be done about this fantasy. It
needed to go. I needed a new obsession, or this one was going to
ruin my already fickle sleep schedule. I had enough problems with
finals rolling around.

I spent the day replaying the fantasy in my
head over and over again. Luckily I have a very active
imagination.

I wasn’t even disappointed or scared when
Aaron failed to show up to protect me on my way home. I needed to
see for myself what was out in those woods. I needed to feel what
was out there.

I confidently walked into the woods, my head
held high. I stared into the night sky again, to occupy myself. It
shone brilliantly in this part of the town. It seemed as if the
light pollution from the rest of the city didn’t reach this little
part of town. It was a cloudless night, affording me an excellent
view of the band of the milky way that stretched across the sky. I
counted the constellations I knew: Gemini, Virgo, Scorpio . . .

And before I knew it the noises of the woods
had stopped once more. I felt my body tense as I stared into the
darkened wood. My heart began beating in my chest so loudly that
every animal within a 100 yard radius could probably hear it. In a
way, I hoped it were true. I heard a rustling behind me, and spun
in the direction of the sound. My visitor had returned.

Once again from the brush rose an incredible
beast. He ducked underneath some of the lower tree branches as he
made is way towards me. This time more confidently than before. He
hopped along on all fours, his claws raking massive swaths in the
undergrowth. I took an imperceptible step back, and heard as a
threatening growl emanated from it’s maw. I had to remember that if
I didn’t want to be food, I couldn’t act like food. Food ran. Food
was scared. Food didn’t start taking off it’s clothes.

I began to slowly unbutton my shirt, and the
beasts ears and eyes focused on me with a primal intensity. I
noticed his eyes were golden, like the color of a sun that he would
probably never see. I carelessly tossed my shirt and bra off into
the darkness. His hopping movement brought him to my discarded
clothes, which he sniffed intently. He pawed at them, likely
destroying them. I was too far away to tell, and too aroused to
care. The cool summer breeze made my nipples stiffen. My next
movement was to take my shoes, socks, and pants off. I tossed them
away as well, careful to not make any threatened movements. I stood
facing the werewolf, my shoulders squared to him.

I felt my chest heave with breath, fear
mixed with a hearty heaping of abject terror. The wolf began
closing in on me now, and I could smell his musk. It was
intoxicating. I saw his massive member, now erect and protruding
from between his legs. He liked what he saw.

Good.

I saw his hunger in his eyes as he loped
even closer. His tongue lashed out, wrapping around a breast,
tasting me. He gave a pleased growl as he crouched closer, once
again inspecting my crotch with his muzzle. A massive claw hooked
gingerly behind my panties, before giving a sharp tug, ripping them
off nearly completely. I staggered forward slightly, and a growl
that sounded suspiciously like laughter emanated from the beast. I
was incredibly wet at this point, and felt pleasure already surging
through my loins. I had been waiting and fantasizing about this
moment all day. I had dreamt about this.

The beasts tongue lashed out and wrapped
around my other breast, causing an incredible wave of pleasure to
soar through me. There was no way he could have known, but my
nipples are extremely sensitive. My eyes traced the lines of the
monster in front of me. I craved the massive erection that hung
between his legs, and I wanted my fingers to wander across the
tight, corded muscles that this beast was made up of. What would it
feel like to be pounded by a beast that didn’t get tired? By
something driven by pure primal, animalistic instinct.

In a flash of movement the werewolf had
tackled me, pinning me to the forest floor. I felt pine needles and
dirt beneath my back, and felt oddly comforted. The beast was once
more on top of me, he entered me just as he did in my dreams, his
massive erection throbbed as it entered me, sending me into a coil
of pleasure, my fingers slid into the beast’s fur and I gripped him
tightly. The pain and pleasure was incredible. As he pushed himself
in unceremoniously, I felt the great hulking beast shiver in
pleasure. I wrapped my legs around it’s back, forcing it in
further, and I felt the ground tremble as it growled with pleasure.
We laid like that for a few moments, the beast grunting and
exerting itself as it slid into me. It felt both wrong and right at
the same time. I suddenly felt closer to the woods and forest than
I ever had before.

I felt like it was a part of me. My orgasm
built slowly, focusing on the great gaping movements the werewolf
made as it slid in and out of me. My legs wrapped around it’s hips
I felt it’s tail swish against me. I spiraled into ecstasy as the
wolf began rolling his hips into mine, pressing down, firmly,
pounding me into the ground. I felt as the leaves and brush
scattered beneath us.

In moments it was over, the werewolf
shuddered on top of me and I felt as it filled me with it’s hot
seed.

He slinked off of me, seemingly finished. It
made no motion to comfort or hold me in the afterglow, which for
some reason, felt appropriate. I felt a part of the forest now. I
felt like I could hear better, see better. I felt like I had a deep
understanding that couldn’t have gained any other way. The werewolf
had already disappeared into the forest as I grabbed my panties,
and wiped myself off with them. I quickly retrieved my clothes,
most of which were not damaged, though my pants did have a sizable
rip down the inner seam.

I redressed and made it back to the dorm, my
mind and body reeling from the events of the night. I crumpled on
my bed, and slept a dreamless sleep.

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