Page 15 of Rust the Rejected
Sated, I find a stream to clean my fur and to rinse my mouth. As I shake remnants of water from my fur, my wolf whimpers. I glance around and find nothing of concern. A breeze blows across my fur like a lover’s caress. My body shudders with instant carnal desire.
The touch of wind carries a scent I was born smelling the moment I took my first breath as a newborn pup. Earth, ferns, and fir trees mix with a hint of vanilla carried on the cool ocean breeze. The unique scent of my fated mate.
At last!
My heart races as I prowl in a slow circle to target her unique scent’s direction. The low whine of my wolf increases to a joyful bark when the scent grows stronger further into the pine flat lands. I set off at a brisk trot.
Small animals scurry from my path. But they have nothing to fear. I’m on the hunt for my fated mate. She will receive my bite, not them.
Her unique scent beckons me with a wispy curl leading from her to my nose. The closer I approach, the stronger the pull.
My cock thickens and lengthens to the point of pain. Seed drips from the bulbous tip. The serum to lodge my scent beneath her skin to mark her as mine permanently coats my canines. My body prepares to claim my fated mate.
Up ahead, my keen eyesight spots a flash of white amongst a cluster of dense pine trees. The moonlight reflects off the fur. As I draw closer, her entire body comes into view. A gorgeous, sleek she-wolf with midnight fur on her body and a white streak on her head. Unaware of my presence, she continues to dig, then to drag fallen boughs to cover the spot.
My wolf howls just as I detect more than earth, fern, and fir trees mixed with a hint of vanilla. A musky aroma fills my nostrils. My fated mate is in heat!
I bound into the small clearing beneath the pine trees where she prepares her nest. Her head jerks in my direction. A whine greets me as she backs away, frightened by my sudden appearance. I rumble deep in my chest to soothe her.
Instead, her body tenses. Dark eyes dart around the space, seeking an escape. Before she can move a muscle, I block her with my much larger body. She bares her teeth with a snarl. I return a dominating growl and stand taller. She bows her head and drops to her back. Vulnerable belly and throat bared to me.
I nuzzle her with my snout. Gone is the growl replaced by the soothing rumble. She acquiesces with a soft whine. I nudge her flank for her to rise. She rolls to her paws and watches me with her head lowered. I prowl around her in a circle. The rumble in my chest remains constant. She stands still. I breathe in her unique scent, mixed with the musk of her heat. Once again, I nuzzle her body—neck, flank, base of tail.
My mind reels. After all these years of aching for my fated mate and fear of succumbing to madness if I didn’t find her, she stands before me, ready for me to claim and breed her. Thank the gods. My wolf howls in agreement.
With a possessive growl, I rise onto my hind legs and wrap my front ones around her waist and back legs. My thighs bracket hers.
She lifts her tail.
So, ready to breach my fated mate, I plunge my cock deep inside of her. She whimpers and paws the ground with her front feet. My feral growls fill the balmy night air as I pump my hips forcibly. Her slick eases my brutal strokes. As my heavy balls draw up, I open my mouth wide. The serum drips from my canines onto her midnight fur. The drops shine in the moonlight like a bull’s-eye for my mark.
With a savage growl, I lower my mouth at the juncture where her neck meets her shoulder. I clamp down, piercing her flesh. She howls and wriggles. My front legs tighten around her waist as I grind my jaw to deepen my claiming bite.
The base of my cock expands to form my knot. Her pussy contracts as she whimpers from the painful stretch. We lock together. Molten heat explodes from my cock to fill her womb with my seed. I throw my head back and howl to the moon above. She joins me for a carnal song.
During the fifteen minutes my knot ties us together, I rumble in my chest to soothe her as she quakes beneath me. Once my knot deflates, we separate. I lick where my claiming bite left blood on her fur, then her snout. She returns my affection with licks to my head and flank before she limps to the nest. I follow close behind.
She curls up on the boughs, and I lie beside her. As my eyes drift closed, a chirping interrupts my slumber. I glance around for the bird with its incessant sound. An irritated growl pours from my mouth.
My hand flings out for my nightstand to stop the morning alarm from my mobile. Then my eyes snap open. I jump up to a sitting position and swivel my head.
Gone are the pine trees and the moonlit clearing beneath them. Instead of a nest made of boughs, tangled sweat-dampened sheets cover my legs. Fresh creamy jizz coats my cock, eight-pack abs, and pecs. Worse yet, my beautiful fated mate isn’t curled up beside me, sleepy from my claiming. Aside from me, the king-size bed sits empty. And cold.
What the fuck?!
My damp palms press against my eyelids to clear my head. But the mobile continues to chirp. With an angry growl, I grab the mobile and jab the off button. I toss it onto the bed and throw myself against the pillows. My fists punch the mattress. I roar in frustration.
Only a wet dream. What a fucking tease!
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Natalie
“Oooh,gods!!!”
My back bows from the bed as my fingernails claw the sheets and my heels dig into the mattress. An orgasm so intense I lose my vision and my breath as it barrels through me. My body convulses as I fall back to the soaked sheets. My pussy pulsates with delicious aftershocks. A warm puddle of my arousal lies under my ass.
I open my eyes, panting. My blurry gaze skitters around, expecting to see the giant red wolf amongst unfamiliar pine trees. Instead, my bedroom comes into focus. I cover my sweaty face with shaky hands. A moan slips past my lips as I taste his fur on my tongue, smell his wild musk.
