can go back to bed…well, back to the sleeping bag.”
“It’s
what I’m going to do. Sweet dreams,” he said.
“You, too.”
She
went back to the tent, stepped inside, and zipped it up. Gabriel hurried into
his and did the same. He slid into the sleeping bag, remembering what she
looked like in the T-shirt. Remembering the scent of her. His hand slipped inside the bag. His cock was still hard. Gabriel moved his
hand back and forth over his shaft, all the time picturing Amber and wondering
what her pussy looked like, what it would feel like to be inside her.
He
came. For the first time he’d jerked off since he’d shifted. Shit, it was good.
Now he wondered if sex would be better, too.
****
Amber
turned on the light and shone it onto her watch. It was morning already and she
was tired, not only from the disturbance in the night, but since she’d spotted Gabriel
naked, her mind hadn’t been able to focus on anything else. She’d gotten a good
look at his cock before he’d covered it with his hands.
Every
part of him was gorgeous, including his dick. She hadn’t been with a lot of
men, but enough to know that Gabriel’s was longer and thicker than average. That
thought became an obsession for the rest of the night. She’d tossed and turned,
working herself into a sweat, and finally giving in to a little
self-pleasuring.
It
had helped…for five minutes. Then she had to repeat it, and then again, until
she’d finally fallen asleep.
Now
she was awake again, thoughts of the hunk sleeping just a yard away still playing
on her mind and libido. A cold shower was what she needed, but there was none
for miles around. However, there was a cold lake.
She
grabbed the towel she’d brought with her and headed outside. No sign of Gabriel,
and his tent was still zipped up. She’d go for a nice swim and then start making
some breakfast.
Amber
headed down the slope and set her towel on a rock. She kicked off her flip- flops and then took off
her panties and T-shirt. The slightly brisk morning air felt good. She walked
toward the lake and dipped her toes into the water’s edge.
Cold, but not as bad as she’d thought. She’d just
hurry in there, put her shoulders under the water, and enjoy a morning swim. By
that time, Gabriel might be awake.
Amber
ran into the water, the coldness taking her breath away, but just as she’d
thought , , it was heaven once she was in. She floated
on her back for a bit, swam for a few minutes, and then splashed around a
little.
This is so much
fun ,
she thought. She should have done this more often. She floated on her back
again and then decided to head for the shore. She needed to test her blood
sugar and take her insulin.
She
got out of the lake and headed to the rock where she’d left her towel. She
patted herself dry and then rubbed the water off her thighs. Amber sensed she
was being watched. The wolf—the wolf was back. He was standing on the hill
watching her dry herself. She’d have to
call out to Gabriel to come save her.
****
Gabriel
had decided to take a morning stroll and let his wolf emerge as practice to
learn to control his shifting. Innocent enough, but then he’d spotted Amber
swimming. She’d been on her back with her boobs peeking out from under the
water. And now she was naked, drying herself, rubbing the towel dangerously
close to her pussy. Those beautiful, curvy thighs and hips, the black curls on
her mound. He howled and ran toward the safety of the tents.
Change back and
go get her. Take her as your mate.
He
stood still, feeling like a jolt of electricity had
been fired through his spine. Relax,
breathe , just like Sadie had taught him. He went to the ground and felt his
back tingle. He knew well enough by now that was the fur melting into his body.
His canines were next, and then his paws. The wolf fully retreated. Gabriel was
gradually getting the hang of this whole shifting thing. He was a man again. But
that didn’t take the edge off
“It’s
what I’m going to do. Sweet dreams,” he said.
“You, too.”
She
went back to the tent, stepped inside, and zipped it up. Gabriel hurried into
his and did the same. He slid into the sleeping bag, remembering what she
looked like in the T-shirt. Remembering the scent of her. His hand slipped inside the bag. His cock was still hard. Gabriel moved his
hand back and forth over his shaft, all the time picturing Amber and wondering
what her pussy looked like, what it would feel like to be inside her.
He
came. For the first time he’d jerked off since he’d shifted. Shit, it was good.
Now he wondered if sex would be better, too.
****
Amber
turned on the light and shone it onto her watch. It was morning already and she
was tired, not only from the disturbance in the night, but since she’d spotted Gabriel
naked, her mind hadn’t been able to focus on anything else. She’d gotten a good
look at his cock before he’d covered it with his hands.
Every
part of him was gorgeous, including his dick. She hadn’t been with a lot of
men, but enough to know that Gabriel’s was longer and thicker than average. That
thought became an obsession for the rest of the night. She’d tossed and turned,
working herself into a sweat, and finally giving in to a little
self-pleasuring.
It
had helped…for five minutes. Then she had to repeat it, and then again, until
she’d finally fallen asleep.
Now
she was awake again, thoughts of the hunk sleeping just a yard away still playing
on her mind and libido. A cold shower was what she needed, but there was none
for miles around. However, there was a cold lake.
She
grabbed the towel she’d brought with her and headed outside. No sign of Gabriel,
and his tent was still zipped up. She’d go for a nice swim and then start making
some breakfast.
Amber
headed down the slope and set her towel on a rock. She kicked off her flip- flops and then took off
her panties and T-shirt. The slightly brisk morning air felt good. She walked
toward the lake and dipped her toes into the water’s edge.
Cold, but not as bad as she’d thought. She’d just
hurry in there, put her shoulders under the water, and enjoy a morning swim. By
that time, Gabriel might be awake.
Amber
ran into the water, the coldness taking her breath away, but just as she’d
thought , , it was heaven once she was in. She floated
on her back for a bit, swam for a few minutes, and then splashed around a
little.
This is so much
fun ,
she thought. She should have done this more often. She floated on her back
again and then decided to head for the shore. She needed to test her blood
sugar and take her insulin.
She
got out of the lake and headed to the rock where she’d left her towel. She
patted herself dry and then rubbed the water off her thighs. Amber sensed she
was being watched. The wolf—the wolf was back. He was standing on the hill
watching her dry herself. She’d have to
call out to Gabriel to come save her.
****
Gabriel
had decided to take a morning stroll and let his wolf emerge as practice to
learn to control his shifting. Innocent enough, but then he’d spotted Amber
swimming. She’d been on her back with her boobs peeking out from under the
water. And now she was naked, drying herself, rubbing the towel dangerously
close to her pussy. Those beautiful, curvy thighs and hips, the black curls on
her mound. He howled and ran toward the safety of the tents.
Change back and
go get her. Take her as your mate.
He
stood still, feeling like a jolt of electricity had
been fired through his spine. Relax,
breathe , just like Sadie had taught him. He went to the ground and felt his
back tingle. He knew well enough by now that was the fur melting into his body.
His canines were next, and then his paws. The wolf fully retreated. Gabriel was
gradually getting the hang of this whole shifting thing. He was a man again. But
that didn’t take the edge off
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