Fox Afield (Madison Wolves)

by Robin Roseau

  Then Daniel howled, twice. Brooke answered, and immediately Daniel adjusted his direction to intercept us.

  The two groups rejoined. When we saw them, Daniel led the way with Ysabella just off his right shoulder and slightly behind him. Cory followed around behind Daniel, trying to emulate him, although his tail was down. Casey looked tired out, her tongue lolling to the side, but she was still prancing in joy.

  We came to a stop and studied each other for a moment. Casey flopped down on the ground, panting. Her mother looked over at her then clearly decided her daughter was fine.

  I sat down and scratched a particularly annoying itch I couldn't quite reach. Lara looked over at me, chuffed, then used her teeth in my fur to worry at the itchy spot. I moved around until she found it, then chuffed my pleasure. I gave her a lick in thanks when she was done.

  Daniel looked pointedly at his youngest daughter before lying down. But a minute later, Casey bounded to her feet and bounced over to me. She bowed in front of me, asking me to play with her.

  I sat down and looked at Lara. Playing with the little wolf would have been fun, but it fell under politics I didn't understand. Lara looked back and forth between us then chuffed. I looked at Daniel and he offered a wolfy smile.

  I bowed to Casey then immediately pounced at her, intentionally missing, but letting her know the game. She immediately ran away, but I batted her tail for her before chasing her around. She was confined to a small area within the protective circle of enforcers and didn't have the room to use her full wolf speed; chasing her around was easy, and I pounced at her several times before bounding away. I stopped and waited for her to turn to me, then bowed.

  She immediately began chasing me.

  I ran her around carefully. I didn't need to use the other wolves as obstacles, so I didn't set her up to run into any of them. Daniel, Ysabella, Brooke and Lara surreptitiously formed a corral, and I let Casey herd me into it, my back towards the other wolves. She chuffed, thinking she had me trapped, but when she rushed at me, I ducked around her, yipping, and dashed out of the trap.

  Cory was sitting to the side watching our antics. I ran over to him, smacked him gently on the nose, and ran away, trying to draw him into the game.

  He huffed at me, and then I had Casey chasing me again. Twice more I ran past Cory, smacking him on the nose as I ran by. The third time I tried running past him, ready to smack him again, he pounced at me, and I barely ducked underneath him.

  It only took a few seconds to realize the two siblings didn't know how to work together. They both chased me as if they were the only wolf playing the game. I gave them a chance to start working together, even setting myself to get corralled again, but only if they worked together. They didn't.

  I bounded away, leaving them in my dust at the edge of the circle, then ran around behind Brooke. I shifted into human form and whispered to her, "Why aren't they coordinating with each other?"

  I shifted back to fox, ready to bound away, but Brooke stood up and interposed herself between me and her younger siblings. She growled at them each, just once, and they both immediately rolled onto their backs in front of her, offering their throats.

  Brooke accepted their throats briefly, then shifted to human and walked to Lara. She bent down and whispered in her ear. Lara paused for a moment, then chuffed agreement. Lara then turned to Elisabeth, chuffed at her, then looked pointedly at me.

  Oh shit. I knew that look.

  Two seconds later, the sisters were stalking me.

  I sat down and yawned. A human yawn, letting them know they didn't frighten me. In reality, the two of them working together could easily catch me. Normally, I could make it difficult, but I couldn't use Daniel's wolves as obstacles.

  "Cory," Brooke said. "Casey. Come here." They both got up and immediately ran to her. She knelt down and took them both under an arm, turning them to face me. "Watch."

  Lara and Elisabeth herded me all around the available space, working perfectly together. Brooke spoke quietly to her little siblings, explaining what Lara and Elisabeth were doing, and explaining what I was doing to try to evade them. Against the two of them, and with no obstacles I felt I could use, it was easy for them to cut me off, and the few times one or the other of them pounced at me, it took everything I had to avoid being easily caught.

  Oh, they caught me, but it wasn't easy. They were able to successfully herd me, but catching me was at least a little more difficult. Still, Elisabeth caught me twice, and the third time Lara caught me, she rolled me onto my back and took my throat slowly. She pinned me to the ground with her body, and I shifted to human underneath her.

  As she always did, she adjusted her position to offer me some modesty.

  "This wouldn't have been so easy if I could have used the other wolves as obstacles," I said quietly into her ear. She huffed at the suggestion.

  I shifted back to fox, and Lara let me climb to my feet. She and Elisabeth lay down, and I pranced over to Cory and Casey. I batted them each once on the nose and ran.

  They tried working together this time. They weren't very good at it, but I let them herd me a little. They were still easy to evade, but at least they were working together.

  "Better," Brooke declared after a minute watching them. "We'll be working on this."

  I bounded over to Lara, looked pointedly at Brooke and chuffed quietly. Lara checked my glance and chuffed permission. I bounced up to Brooke, bit her ankle, and ran away.

  "Hey!" she yelled after me. I used my ears to track her as she took two steps after me, then jumped, shifting into wolf, and setting off in pursuit.

  I ran her twice around our space, and on the second circle, I ran right past Daniel, spanking his nose on the way past, then skidded around him and smacked his tail for good measure. He howled and joined his daughter, chasing me around.

  I now had two big, fast, dominant wolves chasing me. More importantly, if they ran through the Boulder enforcers, it wouldn't cause an incident. I began weaving around the enforcers.

  Brooke shifted to human and said, "Enforcers, stand still, do not interfere." I chuffed happily, Daniel hot on my tail, but he couldn't turn remotely as quickly as I could.

  Brooke shifted back to wolf and cut me off as I came around the circle. I ran directly across the middle, narrowly avoiding Daniel as I ducked between his two youngest children and took a tight turn around Ysabella. Brooke almost had me there, but I ran along Ysabella's side, and Brooke had to hold off to avoid running over his father's mate.

  I ran the two of them around for a minute or two.

  Daniel managed to trip me once, but I controlled my tumble, shifted to human once, jumped over Ysabella, and shifted back to fox on the way back down.

  The two of them finally realized they weren't going to catch me that way. Daniel huffed at Brooke and the two of them came to a stop, side by side. I turned around and watched them from behind the legs of one of their enforcers. The two of them conferred with a look, and they switched to stalking me much the way Lara and Elisabeth had.

  I pranced across the middle of our play space, waving my tail at them. Daniel leapt to my left, trying to get me to cut into Brooke's path on my right, but instead I ducked past and ran right underneath Ysabella's nose. Daniel cut me off on the other side, with Brooke on my tail, and I was forced to run for the edge.

  Daniel finally managed to trip me and I tumbled right into Ysabella's side. Brooke immediately cut off my escape in one direction, and Daniel cut me off in the other. Either of them could have caught me at that point, but the both immediately dropped to the ground, each less than a foot away. I climbed to my feet, bumped Ysabella gently with a shoulder, then bumped Brooke and Daniel before bouncing over to Lara. She gave me a lick before rolling me onto my back and taking my throat again. She held me to the ground for a long time; I didn't struggle, even though she was heavy. Finally she chuffed and let me climb to my feet.

  I pranced away towards the west, leading us further from the lodge, not
ready to head back yet. Lara caught up to me immediately, then Brooke bounded ahead to lead the way in a big arc to the north.

  Phone Call

  We had a nice weekend. Daniel and his family left on Sunday immediately after lunch but promised to see us before we left Boulder. Once they were gone, I folded into Lara's arms.

  "We've made friends," I told her.

  "That we did," she said. "How would you like to spend the afternoon?"

  "On top of you," I whispered into her ear. "If I wear you out, we can go fishing."

  Lara laughed and scooped me up, tossing me over her shoulder.

  "Hey!" I said. "We've talked about this. If you want to carry me, do it properly."

  She turned around and began walking down the path towards our cabin, the other wolves smirking at me.

  "I mean it, Lara!"

  She bounced.

  "All right!" I said. "You asked for it."

  I was bent over her shoulder. I squirmed a little higher as if I were trying to wriggle away. She tightened her hold on my legs, chuckling, but all I really wanted was to be further over her shoulder. I wrapped one arm around her to hang on, and I used the other to begin tickling her side mercilessly.

  She shrieked and almost dropped me, but I clutched at her with one hand and dug my fingers into her side with the other.

  They weren't nice tickles. They weren't meant to be. I dug my fingers into her ribs painfully.

  "Knock it off!" she said, bouncing me.

  I realized if I stretched a little, I could just barely reach the zipper of her jeans. I undid the button.

  "What are you doing?"

  "Escalating," I said. "Promise to carry me properly and I'll behave."

  "You are so getting paddled!" she replied.

  I unzipped her jeans. She tried to stop me, but that involved releasing my legs with one hand. I immediately began wriggling, trying to get free.

  "Stop it!" she said. "I'm going to drop you."

  "Go ahead," I told her, still wriggling. She clasped my legs with both arms, hanging on.

  I reached with both hands, slipped them into the waistband of her jeans, and slid them six inches down her hips.

  "Michaela!" she yelled, her left hand reaching down to clasp at her jeans. I immediately began kicking my legs and squirming again.

  I glanced at the other wolves. They were all watching our antics, my wolves laughing openly, Brooke barely containing her laughter with her hand over her mouth.

  I gave up the struggle for the jeans and jabbed fingers into Lara's ribs on both sides. Lara screeched. I hadn't been at all gentle about it. I did it again. She reached for my hand on one side, but I pulled it away and immediately began lowering her jeans again.

  "Michaela!" Lara yelled. "This is not dignified behavior."

  "And carrying me like this is?" I said. I got her jeans down her hips, and she spread her legs, trying to prevent me from sliding the jeans down any further. I shoved further, and she released my legs to grab the jeans. I immediately started sliding down her back, using my hands to control my fall. I landed in a tumble behind her. By the time I was on my feet and facing her, Lara had her jeans back around her waist and was buttoning them. She turned and glowered at me.

  I smiled sweetly. "I presume that when you carry me like that, it's meant to be playful and not as a sign of disrespect. I presume you are encouraging me to be playful right back. If that's not what you mean, perhaps you should carry me in a more dignified fashion."

  "I should paddle your bare bottom," she told me.

  "You could try that," I said. "But if you do it publicly, you know it's going to upset me. Then I'll sulk for hours."

  I could hear Lara's heartbeat. It was elevated, and she was flushed. She wasn't smiling.

  "Come here," she said, pointing to the space immediately in front of her.

  Obediently, I walked right into her arms, laid my head against her shoulder, and offered her my throat. "I love you, Lara," I said.

  She lowered her mouth to my throat, nipped the skin, then picked me up. I wrapped my arms around her and sighed contentedly as she carried me, properly, to our cabin.

  Once inside, she didn't set me down. Instead, she carried me upstairs to the bedroom and threw me onto the bed. I tried to scramble away from her, just giving her room to climb onto the bed next to me, but she grabbed my ankle and pulled me to her. She efficiently, if somewhat roughly, pulled my clothes off of me, popping some buttons in the process.

  Every time I reached for her, she pushed my hands away. The third time, she growled at me. By then, she had me naked and was pawing at my body.

  "Lara," I said. "Lara. Look at me."

  Instead, she reached for my legs, but I locked them in a scissors.

  "Lara!" I said. "I'll let you do anything you want to me, but look into my eyes." She ignored me and struggled with my legs. "Lara!"

  She turned to face me, her expression a little wild.

  "Come kiss me," I told her gently. "I love you. Kiss me, Lara."

  She yanked me to her, crushing me into her arms, but I turned my face away. "Gently, Lara. Promise me gently."

  She growled at me.

  "Honey," I said. "Gentle."

  She breathed deeply several breaths then kissed the side of my neck. I turned my lips to hers, and the kiss was everything I could have hoped for. I wrapped myself around her. When she finally broke the kiss, we studied each other's face.

  "Now you may do whatever you want to me," I told her.

  "I'm sorry," she said. "I-"

  "It's all right, Lara," I told her, caressing her face. "Take me now."

  She lowered me to the bed, climbing on top of me, and we kissed again.

  Her ardor began to rise immediately. I reached for her, but she captured my hands and held them against the bed over my head.

  "All right," I said to her. "If that's what you want."

  She released my hands and began stroking my body, exploring me with her fingers, and then her fingers and her mouth.

  She nipped my neck; I knew she had marked me. She did it again over my shoulder. Then she took my nipple in her mouth, her teeth teasing the piercing while she used a hand to tease the other breast.

  "Oh yes, Lara," I told her, my body wakening under her attention. I loved when she was dominant like this. A year ago, I would have hated it, but as long as she was gentle, I had grown to love it.

  She growled at me again, her teeth nipping at me. I squirmed under her touch and moaned once or twice.

  "Mine," she said. It was a growl.

  "Yours," I agreed.

  She raised her lips to mine and possesses me hungrily. I opened readily, accepting her tongue, greeting it with my own. She clasped my hands again, capturing some of my hair to pin my head to the bed. She broke the kiss, pressing her body into mine and pinning me to the bed, one leg thrust between mine, spreading my legs under her.

  "Mine," she said again.

  "Yes, yours."

  "I will do to you what I want," she said.

  "Yes."

  "I will carry you however I wish!"

  "No, honey, you will not."

  "Mine!"

  "Yes, but you will treat me gently, with dignity and respect. If you do, I will open willingly to you."

  "Mine," she said, but it was said gently.

  "Yes," I said. "Now, finish what you started. I need you."

  Her kiss this time was soft, sweet, and gentle. It was also filled with need, need I pulled from her, need I returned to her. When I wrapped my arms around her neck to hold her in place, she didn't stop me. When finally I released her, she studied my face.

  "Lara," I said. "I like when you take me. I like when you are strong with me. You don't have to stop. But when I tell you I don't like something, you will listen."

  "Yes," she said. She smiled, then, moving very slowly, she gathered my wrists, pulling them together. I didn't struggle as she clasped them in one strong hand and pinned them to the bed over
my head.

  I smiled at her.

  "Is this what you like?" she asked.

  "Yes."

  She used her free hand to tug on one of the piercings, then the other. I gasped with the sensation.

  "Does that hurt?"

  "No. It is very intense. No harder though."

  She rubbed a thumb over the nipple while her fingers played with the piercing. I squirmed under her touch, my eyes closed. Then I opened them. "Hold me more firmly, because if you keep that up, I am going to struggle."

  She chuckled. Her hand on my wrists tightened slightly, and I knew I wouldn't free them. She threw one leg over one of mine again, her knee pressing between me. She leaned into it, pinning me to the bed. Then she lowered her lips to my nipple.

  Soon I was struggling under her, hungry for her. "Don't stop, Lara."

  "I will not," she said. "Until you beg me for no more."

  She again pinned me with her weight and began stroking my body, teasing my sensitive nipples, and lightly tickling my ribs, just the way I loved.

  "I want to feel your skin, Lara," I told her. "Please."

  She looked at me and smiled. "Do not move," she said. I nodded agreement and she released me. She then undressed slowly, teasing me, making me wait. I twitched my fingers, and she narrowed her eyes at them. I grinned at her.

  "Impudent fox," she accused.

  I tensed my muscles, and she waved a finger back and forth at me, but she finished undressing. As soon as she did, I launched myself at her, wrapping my arms and legs around her naked form.

  She caught me easily, laughing, then bore me back to the bed.

  "You moved," she said. "I told you not to move."

  She pressed me the bed, then rolled me over. I began to struggle in earnest, knowing what was coming. My struggles were futile, and I felt the swat on my bare bottom.

  I squealed and tried to scramble away from her, but she pinned me down and delivered four more swats. We were both giggling when she rolled me back over and kissed me.