His tongue had ceased its movements as he explored her body, but hers kept questing. He had to remember that he was kissing her, too.
With another Cirque de Soleil movement, she swung her legs around and was straddling him. His erection was at full extension, and her crotch was pressed up on it as she looked down at him. She was a goddess.
No, a demon, a succubus. Aiden had to remind himself what she had done to him. She deserved to be rejected, and Aiden was the one to do it. But when she reached down and pulled her shirt up and over her head, “goddess” came back into his mind. She was simply flawless. Of their own accord, his hands went up to cup each fabulous breast.
Aiden knew what a breast was. He’d seen enough on various porn sites. But to have warm, living breasts, not inches from his eyes, was beyond his imagination. He leaned forward to take the right one into his mouth, rolling his tongue around the hardened nipple. Teri moaned her pleasure.
Thirty more seconds, he thought, then I’m going to get up and walk out, leaving her sitting here.
His nose twitched, an earthy, natural smell filling his senses. The scent seemed to almost make him explode. He moved his mouth to the other breast as Teri arched into him, pushing herself into his mouth.
Deep in the recesses of his mind, thoughts of Claire tried to surface, but he pushed them back. This was not attraction, after all. This was revenge.
He pulled back, but his attention caught on the nipple in front of his face, glistening with his saliva. He started to gather himself to get up when Teri suddenly snaked a hand down inside his pants and underwear to firmly grasp his throbbing cock. He couldn’t stop the moan that escaped his lips.
“I need this now!” she said, and she shifted her hips back a few inches to fumble at his belt one-handed, refusing to release her grip.
Aiden reached down to help her, undoing the belt, then trying to unzip himself. His erection had pushed up between her legs as he got it partially down, though. She had to reach in and pull the top of his cock out, exposing it.
Aiden had read the term “rampant” before, but it had never registered. Now, it was the only word that would fit. His cock was huge, bigger than it had ever been, throbbing with each beat of his heart.
Teri gave a little whimper and fell on it, taking it into her mouth as both of her hands grasped his trousers and pulled them down, fully releasing it from bondage.
Aiden’s heart almost gave way. This was beyond anything he’d imagined. This was nirvana. He looked down at her bobbing head, her naked back. He couldn’t believe that a face so beautiful was buried between his legs.
He knew he should stop her, but then again, what harm if she got him off? Wouldn’t that be better? Let him cum, then just walk out, leaving her there?
He wondered how long he could hold out. For a moment, he wondered what was the proper etiquette. In pornos, the guy withdrew and came on the girl’s face. Was he supposed to tell her before he came? Was he supposed to cum inside her mouth? He wasn’t really supposed to cum on her face, was he?
Panic started to war with excitement. It had only been about 30 seconds or so since she started, but he knew he was about to explode. He reached down to her shoulders, but she was already stepping back.
“Sorry, I can’t suck you longer than that. I’ve got to have you in me,” she said breathlessly and she dropped her jeans and deftly stepped out.
With a mewling cry, she almost jumped back on him, reaching down and guiding him inside with one deft movement. Her arms clasped in back of his neck as she started rocking hard against him.
As he slid into her hot wetness, he gasped. This was going too far for his plans. He had to stop it. But he couldn’t. Every fantasy, every wet dream he’d had, none of that compared to this.
She was ramming herself hard into him, each thrust eliciting a grunt as if she was lifting weights. His hands went down around her ass, pulling her into him, adding to the strength of the thrust. She bent down to kiss him, their teeth smashing into each other’s with the force of their coupling.
Aiden knew he was ready to explode. It was too early, too quick. The guys made fun of “minute men,” and Aiden knew he had to last longer. He didn’t know how long, but in the pornos, that was a long time. He wasn’t going to make that long, he knew.
With one move, he stood up, Teri locking her legs around his butt and never stopping her thrusting. He supported her ass as he turned around and laid her back on the couch. On her back, she couldn’t thrust as well, but that didn’t stop her from trying. Reaching back around his neck, he took her hands in his and brought them around. Leaning in to her, he started thrusting as she arched her head up, exposing her incredibly long neck. Her eyes closed as she writhed underneath him.
Changing positions didn’t help, though, and within moments, he exploded into her. With Mary Kaye, as soon as he came, she pulled off him and pulled down her skirt. Aiden didn’t know what he was supposed to do, but Teri was still thrusting up into him, and he didn’t want to quit, so he just kept going.
Looking down at her, he drank in the site. Teri, beautiful Teri, flushed chest, breasts bouncing up and down, face twisted in what looked like a cross between ecstasy and torture. He settled down a bit into long, powerful strokes, marveling at the sensation of his cock sheathed in her living, breathing flesh.
Once again, thoughts of Claire started to intrude, but he was able to squash them. Briefly, he thought about using a condom, knowing he should, but it was too late for that now. He was torn, though. He hated Teri, hated her with a passion. He had wanted to hurt her, not get caught up in this. But this, this was so damned good! He resented the fact that she’d made him break his plans, to give in to her needs.
The pseudo-anger fueled him. He started thrusting harder, slamming into her. He could feel his cock getting harder, even though he’d just cum a few minutes earlier. Underneath him, she started moaning louder, almost yelping each time he slammed home. She didn’t object, though. She grabbed his hips and helped yank him in for each thrust, moaning in inarticulate pleasure, lost in her own world.
Aiden reached back and grabbed her ankles, holding them high to give him unfettered access.
“Don’t stop!” Teri managed to gasp out.
Somehow, that made Aiden angrier. This wasn’t for her. He had wanted to refuse her, to punish her for treating him so badly.
Some instinct made him throw her ankles to one side, twisting her around. From her side, he grabbed her hips and lifted her to her hands and knees. Never stopping his rhythm, he started diving in, deeper than he had before.
Teri collapsed, her face pushing up against the back of the couch, her arms no longer able to hold her up. With his hands on her hips giving him traction, he looked down at her slender back, at both cheeks of her ass as his cock thrust deeply into her. It was almost mesmerizing, and Aiden felt a deep, instinctual pull. Part of him retained his anger, his need dominate Teri, but part of him seemed detached, watching as if from afar. That part started to disappear, though, when his hormones seemed to take over. Even his anger was gone. All he could think about was the act itself, the fucking. He was caught up in it, every nerve in his body afire.
He barely noticed it when he started to change. He had shifted his grip on her hips and was reaching to cup her breasts, wanting to feel their weight as each thrust made them sway violently, but he couldn’t reach that far. Then, simply, he could. He held each breast tight, squeezing them against Teri’s chest wall. His pelvis seemed to rise up, and he started thrusting at a different angle. Teri moaned louder as this happened, her face still smashed up against the sofa cushions. And his cock, well, his cock felt, it felt different. Longer, as it reached deeper into Teri, but not as full? He was puzzled, but things were beyond thought as he raced to his climax.
Finally reaching the pinnacle, he came in a volcanic torrent, his entire body shaking. He howled with the release, jerkingly thrusting into Teri without rhythm before shuddering and collapsing across her back
. His chest covered Teri as his arms enfolded her. His mind was off somewhere else. He was vaguely aware of her shallow breathing under him.
When she stirred several moments later, that started to bring him back to the then and there, too. He opened his eyes to take her in, and the sight of his arms jerked him back to reality. He had somehow shifted!
“Oh, baby, that was amazing,” Teri mumbled with satisfied tone, her face still pressed against the cushion.
Panic started to take over him. He couldn’t let her see him like this! He tried to shift back, but nothing happened. He knew he had to calm down, or he couldn’t shift.
Teri started to squirm underneath him. He had to keep her like that, not able to see him, so he slowly started to thrust again, only half-hard, but still good enough to penetrate.
“Again? You’re an animal,” she chuckled with a throaty laugh.
She didn’t object, though, and softly moved her ass up and into him to meet each stroke.
Aiden tried to calm himself, all the while keeping up the gentle sex. The thought of him, in full varg glory, on top of this gorgeous, slender girl, in a cheap Las Vegas apartment, suddenly struck him as funny. Despite himself, he laughed at the incongruity of it all.
That was all he needed. Almost as if a switch was pulled, Aiden started to shift back.
“What’s so funny?” Teri asked, pushing her face away from the back of the couch so she could turn her head to face him over her shoulder.
Aiden wasn’t sure he’d been able to shift all the way back before her blurry eyes saw him, but she didn’t scream or make a scene. Instead, she swung one leg around so that she was on her back facing him. Without a reason to stop, Aiden kept up the slow and steady movement. Teri stared into his face for a few minutes, reaching up to touch his nose, but not saying a word. Finally, her breath started coming in small gasps, her eyes rolled back in her head, and she gave four or five deep shudders.
Aiden figured he could stop, and he slowly pulled out and moved off her to sit to her left. She didn’t move other than to reach out and put her hand on his cock, now getting soft. Finally, she scooted up to sit next to him, head on his shoulder.
Aiden felt great—and guilty. He was supposed to reject her, to make her feel as she’d made him feel. He hadn’t been supposed to fuck her. Now that the overwhelming passion had passed, he thought of Claire. They weren’t really a thing, but they were getting there. He had high hopes for the week they would spend together, but this could cast a shadow on that.
Now he just wanted to pick up his clothes from the floor and get out of there. Teri’s warm body leaning up against him exerted its siren call to stay, but his mind said leave.
“Aiden, I’m not shitting you now, but that was the best sex I’ve ever had. If I’d had any idea you could make me cum like that, I really would have taken you to the prom.”
Aiden stiffened. She’d never mentioned it since he’d been back, and he thought she’d forgotten it. But she remembered and just had ignored it.
“So, you do remember that,” he said, pulling away from her.
“Oh, Aiden, don’t be like that. Yeah, I remember, and I’m sorry. It was Ben, you know. He made me do it. I never wanted to,” she said, moving over to lean on him again.
“You didn’t have to do what he said, you know,” he told her.
He remembered the look in her eyes when he showed up that day, the little cruel streak that revealed itself.
“You don’t know, baby. Ben could be very demanding, and he would beat me if he didn’t get his way.”
Aiden didn’t believe a word of that. Ben was grade A asshole, but he was sure the guy was not abusive, and Teri was not a girl to put up with abusive behavior. Maybe he should get up and leave now, even if that wouldn’t be the super-rejection he’d had in mind.
“Look, the past is the past. Let’s look forward, OK? I think we need to keep seeing each other,” she said, before leaning forward and taking his limp cock in her mouth.
It was a blatant ploy, and Aiden didn’t think he even had the ability to get hard again so soon. He was wrong about that. The healing abilities of becoming werewolf had more than one application.
Chapter 29
Aiden stretched his stride, trying to see if he could get more speed. He was running faster than he could as a man, but he wondered how much more he could coax out of his elongated legs. He still wasn’t used to the change in his center of gravity or how he ran high up on his toes, but the more often he shifted, the more natural it felt.
He jumped the small wash, cleared a creosote bush, and veered to the left where he had stashed his cache. He squinted his eyes in the sunlight, trying to pick out his backpack. He really would rather have done this in the dark, but as it was his last night in Vegas, he was taking his mom to the Bellagio buffet in the evening.
His backpack was black and red, but with his varg eyes, the red did not look very pronounced. It was finally a whiff of beef jerky that caught his attention, directing him to the boulder under which he’d placed the backpack. Forty feet away and without stopping, he shifted.
And fell flat on his face.
With only a pair of shorts on, the sand and rocks roughed up his skin. That would heal soon, but it still hurt. He knew he should be able to make the shift mid-stride, but managing his balance as his body changed was something he hadn’t yet mastered.
He picked himself up and went to his backpack. Reaching inside, he pulled out a Quaker Oats energy bar. Hozan had told him to eat when he was shifting, but he wasn’t sure what would really give him the most bang for the buck. He’d already shifted back and forth four times, and he was famished. In a few hours he would be packing in the king crab and prime rib at the Bellagio, but he needed food now.
As he reached for a Red Bull, he noticed his phone was flashing. He’d received a text message, which was pretty amazing as far out in the desert as he was. It was probably Teri. She’d been calling and texting continuously ever since he told her he would be busy yesterday and today as he got ready to go back to base. He still had a week left on his deployment leave, but he didn’t have the gumption to tell Teri he would be spending that week with Claire.
Part of him wanted to break down for one more fling with Teri. Physically, the sex was out-of-this-world. But emotionally, he hated what he was doing. He liked Claire, not Teri. He had only looked up Teri to try and get back at her, and now, he couldn’t man up and dump the girl. He really was a wimp.
He sighed and looked at the phone, but the texting number wasn’t Teri’s. Curious, he opened it:
if u r done wit teri lets hook up. chloe :)
He almost dropped the phone. That young girl scared him. What the heck was wrong with her?
Aiden had gone all his life without any girl expressing an interest in him. Now he had three, one being out-of-bounds. He liked Claire even if they hadn’t really done much, and as much as he still hated Teri, he couldn’t get her sexuality out of his mind. It felt weird to know he could go back, ring her up, and she would come running to meet him.
He put the empty Red Bull can in his pack and glanced at his watch. He had time for one more shift, he figured, before he’d have to think about getting back to pick up his mom. This far out in the desert, it would be a good 30 minutes back to the car, then another 30 or 40 minutes to get home. He could get to the car quicker as a werewolf, but being that close to the public roads in form didn’t seem like such a good idea.
It had been a good afternoon, all told. He had much better control than before, the shift coming smoother and quicker. He closed his eyes, and imagining himself as a varg, he gave the mental equivalent of being on the toilet and pushing out a dump. That probably wasn’t very accurate, but it was what it seemed to him. A mental strain, pushing.
His skin tingled, feeling like spiders were crawling over it, and suddenly, with a rush, he transformed, snapping into a varg body with what was almost a click. He didn’t feel the vertigo as he had done previous
ly. This was getting easier.
Despite half of the afternoon spent as a varg, he was still amazed as the scents assaulted his nose. The desert may have seemed empty and barren to others, but with his werewolf senses, he knew how vibrant and full of life it was. The sage was almost overpowering, but within that, he could pick out mouse urine, desert flowers, bird feathers, spiders, coyotes . . . . His eyes focused in on a bush not 20 feet away. He couldn’t see anything, but he could smell a jackrabbit hiding under it. He could almost hear the blood course through its body.
With a shout, he gave in to the inner beast and charged the bush. The rabbit jumped out the other side, hell-bent for leather. Aiden gave chase, exulting in the power of his body. The rabbit juked back and forth, but Aiden stayed on it, only a few feet back. The rabbit suddenly spun around and came at Aiden, only a few feet off to the side. Aiden reached for it, but the rabbit was too quick.
Aiden turned and gave chase. He was going to run the little guy down. With a burst of speed, he closed the distance. The rabbit juked to the right and bounded down an open stretch of sand. With a shout of victory, Aiden dove, hands out to grab him.
His claws barely touched the rabbit’s haunch as it jumped high, then came down running as Aiden slid in the dirt. Aiden watched for a few moments as the bunny bounded out of sight. He rolled to his back and laughed, low and guttural, but a laugh nonetheless. It was great to be alive.
He stood up and with only a hint of regret, shifted back. Was the lucky rabbit watching him from the desert brush? What would it make of his shift, he wondered. He slowly made his way back to his pack, and taking out his shirt, started to dress. It took only a few moments, but he was ready to go. Shouldering his pack, he turned to look back at the desert behind him. He never really thought of himself as a desert person, but it did have its own kind of beauty.
Turning back around, he started to hike back to his car. Movement caught his eye, though. There were two people in front of him, still a good quarter mile off. This part of the desert was pretty isolated, which was why Aiden came here to practice shifting, but people did sometimes come out to hike. Aiden was happy they hadn’t come earlier. He didn’t need anyone to see what he was doing.
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