Searing pain ripped through his flesh. Blood bubbled to the surface. The black’s growl vibrated through Calan’s torso. Blistering heat surged through him. If Calan moved, the wolf would tear him to shreds. Calan whimpered, the pain morphing into pleasure. The black maneuvered behind him, taking position, claiming Calan. This wasn’t their first encounter but with each meeting Calan began to need more. The wait for the shift was agonizing.
The black bit down harder, piercing deep, his bite bringing the change needed to fuck. Calan knew this wolf by scent…by instinct. Growls becoming a low vibration of need seeped from the black wolf into Calan. The effect was soothing, yet seductive. Calan softened, letting the black wolf subdue him. Calan willing submitted. Blood trickled down Calan’s shoulder, but the black wouldn’t release the bite, not until he forced the shift. Calan moaned as his body began the change from wolf to man. The black’s paws shifted, becoming long strong fingers that gripped Calan hard. The calloused touch sent a shiver through him.
Muscles burned, transforming. Bone popped and altered. Calan’s mouth ached as his canines receded into his gums. The black’s bite eased, his lips becoming full and soft. Calan moaned as the wolf’s bite became a tender kiss. Warm breath caressed Calan’s smooth human skin. Both now fully human, strong arms wrapped around Calan’s middle, keeping him on his hands and knees and anchoring his ass to the man’s groin. The solid thickness of his cock probed between Calan’s ass cheeks. Pre-cum streaked his flesh. The black was big. Thick thighs pressed against his own.
Words were never spoken. Calan didn’t want to know the man. This was sex. Hard, fast and frenzied. The black wolf was Calan’s choice in mating, but only for sex. He’d learned long ago not to become attached. A wolf needed a mate—a female—and Calan was only complete with another male.
Kissed trailed along the ridge of Calan’s spine. Oh yes. The man gripped his buttocks, buried his face in Calan’s ass, and tongued his hole. Hot wet lashes prepared him for penetration. Calan’s dropped his head and moaned. His cock throbbed and pre-cum oozed from the slit in the wide, blunt head. One day…one day he’d hoped to find someone for more than sating the needs of his wolf. But in his thirty years he’d met and fucked many wolves, too many to count and in the end it was always the same. Their instinct to breed overwhelmed the need to fuck a male of their choice.
Calan’s thoughts were brought back to the man eating his ass and nipping his flesh. Reaching between Calan’s legs, the man’s large hand fondled Calan’s tightened sac. He rolled Calan’s balls in his palm and gently tugged. Calan’s cock bounced against his belly.
“Now,” Calan grumbled.
A low chuckle rippled over him. The man curved his chest over Calan’s back. He reached around Calan’s middle and grasped Calan’s cock in his fist. He pumped the solid shaft as he bit the shell of Calan’s ear. “Not yet.”
Calen shook with need. The man’s cock rode the crack of Calan’s ass. The man rocked his hips, teasing Calan with near penetration. He stroked Calan from base to tip, squeezing with perfect pressure to heighten Calan’s need but keeping him from coming.
Calan’s back arched as the blunt head of the stranger’s erection pressed against his opening. Muscles in his back bunched and his arms strained against the pressure of the cock breaching his hole. Thick girth stretched him. Spit and pre-cum lubricated his pucker but the man was huge and hard. Muscles in his rim resisted. He breathed slow and steady and bore down on the penetration. The man’s fingers gripped Calan’s hips, digging in and anchoring him. Calan’s jaw clenched and his teeth ground together. “Ah, just fuck me.” He needed dick…now.
With primal force, the man plunged deep. Calan cried
The black bit down harder, piercing deep, his bite bringing the change needed to fuck. Calan knew this wolf by scent…by instinct. Growls becoming a low vibration of need seeped from the black wolf into Calan. The effect was soothing, yet seductive. Calan softened, letting the black wolf subdue him. Calan willing submitted. Blood trickled down Calan’s shoulder, but the black wouldn’t release the bite, not until he forced the shift. Calan moaned as his body began the change from wolf to man. The black’s paws shifted, becoming long strong fingers that gripped Calan hard. The calloused touch sent a shiver through him.
Muscles burned, transforming. Bone popped and altered. Calan’s mouth ached as his canines receded into his gums. The black’s bite eased, his lips becoming full and soft. Calan moaned as the wolf’s bite became a tender kiss. Warm breath caressed Calan’s smooth human skin. Both now fully human, strong arms wrapped around Calan’s middle, keeping him on his hands and knees and anchoring his ass to the man’s groin. The solid thickness of his cock probed between Calan’s ass cheeks. Pre-cum streaked his flesh. The black was big. Thick thighs pressed against his own.
Words were never spoken. Calan didn’t want to know the man. This was sex. Hard, fast and frenzied. The black wolf was Calan’s choice in mating, but only for sex. He’d learned long ago not to become attached. A wolf needed a mate—a female—and Calan was only complete with another male.
Kissed trailed along the ridge of Calan’s spine. Oh yes. The man gripped his buttocks, buried his face in Calan’s ass, and tongued his hole. Hot wet lashes prepared him for penetration. Calan’s dropped his head and moaned. His cock throbbed and pre-cum oozed from the slit in the wide, blunt head. One day…one day he’d hoped to find someone for more than sating the needs of his wolf. But in his thirty years he’d met and fucked many wolves, too many to count and in the end it was always the same. Their instinct to breed overwhelmed the need to fuck a male of their choice.
Calan’s thoughts were brought back to the man eating his ass and nipping his flesh. Reaching between Calan’s legs, the man’s large hand fondled Calan’s tightened sac. He rolled Calan’s balls in his palm and gently tugged. Calan’s cock bounced against his belly.
“Now,” Calan grumbled.
A low chuckle rippled over him. The man curved his chest over Calan’s back. He reached around Calan’s middle and grasped Calan’s cock in his fist. He pumped the solid shaft as he bit the shell of Calan’s ear. “Not yet.”
Calen shook with need. The man’s cock rode the crack of Calan’s ass. The man rocked his hips, teasing Calan with near penetration. He stroked Calan from base to tip, squeezing with perfect pressure to heighten Calan’s need but keeping him from coming.
Calan’s back arched as the blunt head of the stranger’s erection pressed against his opening. Muscles in his back bunched and his arms strained against the pressure of the cock breaching his hole. Thick girth stretched him. Spit and pre-cum lubricated his pucker but the man was huge and hard. Muscles in his rim resisted. He breathed slow and steady and bore down on the penetration. The man’s fingers gripped Calan’s hips, digging in and anchoring him. Calan’s jaw clenched and his teeth ground together. “Ah, just fuck me.” He needed dick…now.
With primal force, the man plunged deep. Calan cried
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