Suddenly, Jared pulled out of me and flipped me over onto my back. He spread my legs wide, exposing my hot, glistening pussy to him.
With one swift move, he entered me, sheathing himself completely inside of me. He hit my g-spot, and I cried out his name once again, as a cascade of pure hot lava erupted from deep inside of me, showering his hard pole as it was buried deep inside of my body.
He roared so loud that I swear the cave walls shook. He pulled all the way out and then slammed back into me one more time, causing my body to tremble even harder with a third orgasm that started in the middle of my second. My entire body tingled with electrical impulses and my pussy clenched against his cock, pulsating around him, pulling him in even deeper.
A growl came from deep inside of my sexy lover, and his cock began to throb, shooting a jet of hot, creamy come deep inside of me.
After a moment, when we could both breathe again, he moved, and we quickly cleaned off. Then, once again, I fell into a deep sleep, completely satiated, and half wishing this adventure would never end.
11
Jared
Iwrestled with a hard decision last night before I was able to fall asleep. So far, I hadn’t told her my true nature or those of my friends. However, our two near misses last night suggested that I might have to transform into a wolf. I fight better in that form, even against guns. Finally, I decided that it was in her best interest to know my true identity.
Once again, we were up before the sun. After we packed up, I said, “Elise. There is something that I need to tell you.”
“Oh, Lord. You have a wife and three kids waiting for you back at home,” she said, sounding exasperated.
The look on my face must have been one of complete shock because she said, “Two kids?”
“No, no kids,” I said, stuttering.
“Just a wife?” she asked.
“No. Please, let me explain,” I said, both flustered and frustrated.
She plastered a smile on her face, sat down on her backpack, and waited for what she clearly expected to be some kind of devastating news.
“I’m a wolf shifter,” I told her.
“A do what?” she asked, clearly confused.
“A wolf shifter.”
“So, on full moons, you change and howl at the moon?” she asked, incredulously.
“Um, no. That is a werewolf. A werewolf is basically half-man and half-wolf at the same time. A werewolf usually has no control over when and how he changes. He also, rarely, has any control over his actions, as the werewolf goes by the instincts of a rabid animal.”
“You talk as though you have met a couple of them,” she said, again sounding disbelieving.
“I might have,” I admitted, then realized we had strayed way off-topic. “A wolf shifter is a person who can change into a wolf. The individual is either a wolf or a man, but not both. The shifters can choose when they change into their animal form and then back into their human form. They can also control their thoughts and actions.”
She narrowed her eyes at me and furrowed her brows, as though she thought that I had completely lost my mind.
“Let me show you.”
I took off all of my clothes and laid them in a pile.
“I like that shift,” she said.
I just shook my head. Then, I transformed into a wolf.
I looked at her to see her reaction. She sat still for a minute, as though she were in shock. Then, once again, she frowned, as though she were processing the information.
Then, she moved over toward me, started scratching my ears, and said, “Who’s a good boy? You’re a good boy. Do you want a doggie biscuit?”
I swiped her face with my tongue and then turned back into human form, laughing.