Page 69 of Bewitched By the Werewolf
As soon as the words leave my lips I turn on my heal and run. It only takes a moment for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. I can’t see perfectly but with the full moons light filtering in through the trees, I can see just fine. Every tree and bush, every knotted tangle of roots and fallen log. I doge them all, sprinting through the forest. I have no idea where I’m going or in what direction. I just run.
To my right I hear a rustle and spot a flash of fur, brown fur. Not Ryder, his beast has dark grey fur. Either way I avoid the shifter, veering more left. Wind whips at my face coolingmy heating flesh as I run. My legs pumping steadily beneath me taking me deeper and deeper into the forest.
After long minutes of running, I stop to listen. Turning to look behind me for Ryder. I don’t see him or hear him,yet.I know he’s behind me, I can sense him out there in the dark hunting me. Tilting my head I listen to the sounds of the forest; there are muffled noises in the distance I can’t distinguish but they mean nothing to me. I’m more interested in the soft thumping of paws growing louder and the scent of citrus. I laugh and spin, picking up speed once again.
Leaping over low shrubs I use my momentum to propel me from fallen logs and around massive trunks. For a moment I think I may have actually out run him. But only for a moment. The sound of his howl right behind me reveals how close I am to being his prey.
Chapter 37: Ryder
When Tess began to taunt me with a chase, at first, I panicked. I haven’t shifted around anyone in decades, let alone a human. Let alone a human female I wanted to mount. But as soon as she began walking away from me, my beast rose. My instinct driving me to follow, to chase and hunt and claim. Once the beast inside me latched on to the idea, there was no going back.
When Tess turned and ran into the forest, I couldn’t not chase. I didn’t even realize I was mostly undressed by the time she took off. All that was left were my pants, which disappeared quickly. Once the shift began nothing in the world could stop it. I wanted her, she wanted me to chase. How could I not give her what she wanted?
My beast ripped through me at record speed, and I used my last slip of control to count to ten to give her the head start I promised. It wouldn’t matter in the end. No human could outrun a shifters beast. Though my human had gotten much farther in those ten seconds than I expected. I had anticipated a short chase, barely far enough into the forest to not be seen from the house. I was pleasantly surprised to discover how wrong I was.
Tess is fast. She moves through the trees unbothered by the darkness and never once falling or tripping over a tangle ofroots or low thick shrub. She sees everything and avoids it all. A worthy prey indeed. Catching her will be that much sweeter. I may slow my speed just a little to elongate the chase. It’ll end the same either way, with Tess writhing beneath me and my knot securely locked inside her. At the thought my cock hardens and protrudes from the furry pocket it hides in when I’m in my true form. The shaft thick and throbbing, my knot already swollen in anticipation.
It’s the thoughts of ravaging her sexually that ease my fear of hurting her. I don’t want to tear into her or maim her, I just want to sink deep inside her and love her. In this form all doubt of her not being my mate fade away. My instincts know who she is to me. Inhaling her spiced apple scent, it sinks into my soul and settles deep.Mate.I have enough sense to know I can’t form a mate bond with her tonight, she still doesn’t know she’s my mate. Even a sex addled shifter knows he can’t take his mate without her approval, without her acceptance. Someday though I will sink my teeth into her and fully claim her as mine. Just not tonight.
That doesn’t mean I can’t fuck her until we’re both satisfied.
I propel myself faster, howling when I see her ahead of me and all of my senses are filled with her. At my howl she swivels to look for me and I finally catch up to my prey. Red hair streaming from her ponytail behind her, creamy skin glowing under the moon light that’s slowly shifting to red to match her hair.
When I reach her, I don’t stop. I lunge taking her to the ground, landing on a patch of grass surrounded by tall trees. Down here on the ground, beneath the thick tree canopy there’s barely any light. Only one shaft streaming in faintly from a small hole above. It’s not romantic or elegant, but it doesn’t matter.
Tess lays panting beneath me, I bare my fangs to her, growling softly. Letting her know I’ve won, she’s mine now. She doesn’t cower from me but watches me intently. Looking meover, now that we’re so close. When she saw me before I was too far away for her to get a good look. Now our bodies are pressed close, my exposed cock resting on her thigh, nearly the same size as it. I won’t be able to take her in this form, but I wait, letting her inspect me.
Her hand lifts and she curls her fingers through the fur along my snout and up to my ears. My eyes close and I revel in her caress. When I open them again, I can’t help but marvel at the sight below me. I want to taste her. As soon as the thought appears my beast eagerly agrees. My tongue lulls out and I lick a path between her breasts, my tongue large and rough covering one entire breast.
My claws dig into the ground on either side of Tess when she gasps and moans. With gentle teeth I bite at her bra, the black cloth falling to the sides, her breasts finally free of the barrier. I lick her again, this time tasting her nipples and sweat.
I wish I could take her in this form, but I can’t. My beast knows that too and I am finally able to shift back into my human form. Still looming over Tess. Still rock hard and aching for her.
“Hello there,” she says sweetly, once I’m back to myself above her.
“Hello. I do believe I’ve caught you.”
“Yes, you have.”
My heart swells in my chest. Tess is my mate, and I will never have to fear hurting her. I could never. I don’t think I could hurt anyone. For so many years I was afraid of myself, afraid of what I would do unwillingly. Now I know, with Tess at my side, I could never. My beast now docile and domesticated at her touch. The rage and disorder I usually felt when shifting dissipated and gone. Leaving me wondering if it was ever real to begin with or was it all in my head?
None of it matters now. Now, there is Tess, and she is all that matters.
She pulls me down and presses my lips to hers, our kiss long and heavy. So many things passing between us in that kiss. Longing, desire, acceptance, serenity, surrender. My tongue reaching for hers, only to meet willing submission.
I ache to thrust inside her, but she still has her damn pants on. I break the kiss only so I can lean back on my heels to remove her pants. Her boots prove stubborn and bothersome, but eventually together we remove the rest of her clothing. When she’s as naked as I am, I lay her back down and cover her body with mine. My hips nestling between hers in a familiar way.
Most shifters like to take a female from behind, especially after a chase. But I’ve already had her in that way, I’ve had her in almost every way. Now, after openly shifting around others and chasing my mate through the forest, I want to have her like this. Face to face. I want to see her pleasure, see her desire and affection.
Tess wraps her legs around my hips in a way that lines me up perfectly with her sex. I can feel her wetness coating my cock as I rock through her folds. Her pussy ready and waiting for me. She moans beneath me, seeking out my mouth once again. Nipping at my lips in a way that makes me chuckle.
“I thought I was the beast who was going to devour you? Not the other way around.”
“Perhaps there’s a little beast inside me, because right now I want to sink my teeth into any part of you that I can.”
I groan and grind my erection harder against her, not yet pressing inside. The prolonged anticipation only intensifying both our needs. I can smell hers mixing with mine and the smell of apples and oranges together is heavenly.
“Perhaps you do, little Red.”
