Wolves Love Red (A Shifter Romance Short)

by Chris Genovese

  As my tongue touched her neck she gasped, “Oh God…”

  “You want me to eat you?” I asked.

  “Fuck, yes, eat me. Eat all of me.”

  I lowered my face to her bra-covered breasts, and let my mouth discover her left nipple. Through the fabric I felt it harden and press against the lace. I sucked it, pulling the nipple into my mouth, forcing it against the bra until she whimpered.

  “That hurts,” she said.

  I reached a hand up between her breasts, and with one of my claws, flicked my finger. The fabric tore and her bra popped free. Her breasts spilled out and I opened my mouth wide to catch one in my lips. I sucked her nipple hard again.

  I’ve always had a fascination with breasts and Red’s were beautiful, full, the way only a curvy woman’s can be. They were soft in my mouth and I squeezed them together so my long tongue could lash out and lick them both one at a time, quickly, masterfully.

  “Oh shit,” she said. “Oh fucking shit.”

  I remembered the gust of wind in the woods and the quick glimpse I’d gotten at the red thatch of hair between her legs. She wore no panties. And she was fingering herself vigorously.

  As I ate her tits, sucking every drop of sweat that formed on them, I felt her shaking and glanced down to see her hand going to work.

  I reached down picked her up and carried her over to the bed where I lay her down onto her back.

  “What…what…big muscles you have,” she said.

  “Better to control you with, my love.”

  I got down onto my knees at the foot of the bed and looked up at her, her naked body splayed out before me, her trimmed pussy at eye level, and just beyond, her smooth belly and the rising and falling of her chest.

  Her tits spilled over to the sides and she was lifting her head up as high as she could to look at me. Those smoldering eyes. The way she bit her lip. The way her neck shook as she struggled to hold her head up.

  “What a big cock you have,” she said. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”

  “Better to tear into your pussy with,” I warned her.

  “Yes,” she said as she let her head fall.

  “But not yet,” I said. “Eating you is something that’s been on mind since I first saw you in town.”

  “You saw me?” she asked. “Why were you…ohhhhh.”

  I didn’t let her finish her question. I didn’t come here to talk.

  I spread her legs and opened my mouth wide, morphing a little, just slightly into wolf form, so my mouth would stretch the way I wanted it to and my teeth would grow.

  I bit her inner thigh, right where her pussy juices had rubbed into it, mixing with sweat, and tasting so fucking delicious. My jaws clamped down over her muscle and I gnawed at her, licking her skin at the same time, never biting down hard enough to break the tissue.

  But I ate her.

  I tasted her.

  I chewed on her inner thigh as she moaned so fucking loud that I knew Fiona would hear. I just hoped she didn’t come in and interrupt.

  Red reached down and grabbed my head.

  “Yes,” she yelled.

  I turned my face, opened up wide, and clamped down on her pussy, my upper teeth digging into her trimmed mound while my bottom teeth, in my outstretched jaw, scraped against her asshole.

  I was opened up wide. She was opened up wider.

  And with my teeth at both ends, I stuck out my long tongue, scooping upwards, licking her tight ass and all the way up. My tongue lapped at her wet pussy.

  The copperish tang, mixed with the scent of blood from deep inside, and the sweet hint of the soap she’d used that morning filled my nostrils and taste buds. I dug my tongue in deeper, trying to taste her soul.

  My tongue shoved past the tight muscles that throbbed inside her hole and lashed out at the roof of her pussy, finding the nub, and pulling at it hard.

  Her legs quivered and she groaned.

  I did it again.

  She moaned harder.

  I did it again and she cried. She cried out.

  “Oh fuck yaaaaasssssss!”

  I bit down harder, forcing her to feel the pressure of my teeth against the spot just above her clit.

  The clit.

  I reached up with a clawed finger and used the soft pad of my thumb to work the clit. I rolled it around with my finger and let my fingernail press down against the skin to the side of it.

  I knew she felt the pleasure mixed with pain.

  I licked up again and flicked my tongue at her g-spot.

  “I can’t…I can’t…” she kept repeating.

  “Can’t what?” I asked as I flicked my tongue up again.

  “I can’t…I can’t handle this!” she yelled, the words coming out in syllables.

  I flicked my tongue again, rubbed my thumb against her clit, dug in a fingernail, and pushed my chin firmly against her asshole until her legs started shaking uncontrollably and she screamed.

  She clamped her legs closed, squeezing my face, and I knew it was time. Time to get what I came for. The pussy.

  I pushed her back farther onto the bed to make room for me and I pried her legs open.

  “Wait,” she said. “I can’t stop shaking.”

  “I know,” I said. “It’s okay. But listen…I’m going to fuck you now.”

  She looked nervous and she should be.

  Red slid back and turned her body so her head was at the actual head of the bed. She opened her legs wide but at the same time shook her head no. I wasn’t going to take it by force. She needed to want me too.

  “Are you finished?” I asked. “Would you like me to leave?”

  “Are you fucking kidding me?” she asked. “If you leave I will hunt you down.”

  “Then stop telling me no,” I ordered. “Open your legs. I’m going to fuck you and I have to warn you. It is going to hurt. It’s going to hurt real bad. Do you want it?”

  She bit her lip and nodded her head.

  Those fucking eyes.

  Those fucking eyes were driving me wild. She squinted them just right, just enough to let me know how hungry she was for my cock.

  Before entering her, I lifted my dick and lay it down against her clit. I was so hard and it was throbbing. She moaned and closed her eyes as she felt the sensation of my pulsating cock jerking against her clit. I probably could have made her cum again just from resting my dick against her but I wanted to feel her.

  I knew her pussy would be amazing.

  It had to be.

  “Here,” I said as I put a finger to her mouth. “Bite down on my finger. It’ll help with the pain.”

  “I don’t need to…”

  “Shh…trust me…you’ll need to.”

  She opened her mouth and I rested my finger sideways on top of her bottom lip. She bit me softly, teasing, having no idea how the games were about to end.

  I held my cock at its base and aimed it at her. With a finger, I felt for her opening, making sure she was still nice and wet. She was but not enough. I couldn’t enter her like that.

  I got up from the bed.

  “Where are you going?” she asked, looking offended.

  “Wait.”

  I went to Grandma’s shelf and found a bottle of lubrication. I poured a large gob into my palm and went back to the bed. I scooped half into my other hand and slathered my cock with it while I ran the other hand over her pussy, making sure to coat the lips and the inside. She’d need all she could get.

  Then I scooted close to her on my knees. Her eyes were open wide, her neck up, craning again, as she waited.

  I touched the head of my cock to her hole and closed my eyes. I loved the feel of my head pulsating at the entrance to her hot pussy. And when I say hot I mean it was so fucking warm. My head was instantly wet with the lubrication mixed with her juices and I was tempted to just push it in, but I knew how badly that could damage her.

  She bucked her hips a little, trying to force me in, and I had to grab her waist and hol
d her still.

  I felt like I was close to coming already and I hadn’t even entered her. I had to get a hold of myself. I knew what would happen if I came inside of a human. Not good. Not good at all. No matter what, I needed to pull out before that time came.

  “Fuck me, please,” Red begged. “Why are you taking so long? Just do it.”

  So I did.

  I pushed in a little and as my slippery head stretched open the entrance to her pussy, Red bit my finger so fucking hard I thought she might snap it in half. Her eyes went wider than what seemed humanly possible. And she inhaled a breath that seemed to go on forever.

  I pushed in a little deeper. And a little deeper. Her pussy was hugging my cock so hard, squeezing it tight, so tight it hurt. And I think I felt her rip a little.

  “Ahhhhhhhh!” she screamed. “Moooaaaah!”

  Then somehow I slid in more and her pussy was actually taking it, welcoming me, giving me a firm handshake as it seemed to pull my cock inside of it.

  She screamed again but bucked her hips.

  “It hurts!” she cried.

  I stopped moving.

  “Don’t you fucking stop!” she yelled. “Are you crazy? Fuck me!”

  So I fucked her. I found a good rhythm and pulled out and pushed back in, rolling my hips a little, grinding my way into her.

  I loved the way her tits shook, her big, dark nipples shaking in front of me. I needed one in my mouth. So I took it. I pulled one of her large tits up to my mouth and sucked. I chewed gently at the nipple.

  “That hurts!” she said.

  Then the look on her eyes changed and I realized I’d made a mistake. I’d morphed slightly again. I wasn’t full wolf but I’m sure I looked strange.

  “What…what are you?” she asked.

  I opened my mouth, searching for the words to explain, trying to think of anything that wouldn’t completely fuck up this moment, when she saved me.

  “Oh shit,” she said as she slammed her head against the mattress and closed her eyes. “I don’t care. Just keep fucking me like that.”

  Her pussy felt so good, so slippery, so wet. It’s like it was angry and trying to choke my cock. I could feel her muscles contracting each time I entered.

  I wasn’t all the way inside her. I couldn’t. It wasn’t possible. Fiona could take me in but she was a wolf. Red would never be able to take it all.

  “I wanna be on top,” Red said.

  “That’s a bad idea,” I argued.

  She pushed me over and as my dick came out of her, she doubled up in pain, and curled up into a ball for a second.

  “Are you ok?” I asked.

  “You’re so big. I think you ripped me.”

  I looked at the mattress and she was right. I’d done something. The sheets were red. Blood red. And I got hornier. I didn’t think it was possible but I did.

  Blood. Holy fuck. Blood. I wanted to taste it. I wanted to…it was bad…so bad. I wanted to eat her. To really eat her, to feel her bones crunch between my teeth.

  Suddenly, as if she’d gone completely savage, Red pushed me back, grabbed my cock in her hand, and climbed up on top of me. She stood with her legs open, squatting down a little, her thighs shaking as she held the position, too afraid to lower herself down onto me.

  She held the position a little too long and her legs began to shake. And she lowered involuntarily. Blood dripped from her and ran over my cock.

  Blood. I wanted more blood.

  “You should stop,” I warned.

  “Fuck you,” she replied.

  Then she took me in. She lowered her red pussy down onto me, eating my dick whole, and the look on her face was an odd mix of agony and ecstasy.

  She only took about half of me in at first but then she raised herself and lowered a little deeper, then up and a little deeper, up and all the way down.

  I didn’t think it was possible.

  “Mmm hmm…mmm hmmm,” she repeated with each rise and fall.

  She wasn’t in pain anymore. She was numb to it and just enjoying herself. My eyes were glued to her tits that rose and fell. I loved those fucking tits. God, they were beautiful. And they were smeared with blood. I looked at my hand and it was damp with the fluid. I’d smeared it all over her tits.

  I lifted up and took her blood covered tit in my mouth and sucked it dry. I licked it clean.

  I collapsed back to the mattress and watched her. I loved the way her stomach shook as she rode me. Skinny girls didn’t move the way curvy girls did, at least not in my experience. It was the same with wolves. The bigger wolves knew how to take the dick better somehow.

  Red’s soft stomach jiggled a little and it was such a fucking turn on.

  I could see the blood squeezing out each time she rose and fell. But she was loving it. And I was loving…

  “I’m gonna come again,” she said.

  Oh shit.

  Something about hearing her say it made my balls pinch. My cock seemed to grow even harder and I felt that familiar ache in my stomach, working its way up into my chest, and my vocal chords started to twitch.

  I was going to howl. I was going to come.

  No, not now. I want to keep fucking her.

  It was coming.

  “I’m gonna come! Holy shit, I’m coming!” Red yelled.

  And her body stiffened on me, small but rapid trembles ran through her body.

  “Keep fucking me!” she yelled.

  “I can’t, I’m gonna come too,” I said. “We have to stop.”

  She slapped me. She actually slapped my face, hard.

  “I will kill you if you stop,” she said. “You’re a wolf, act like one!”

  She knew. How could she not? I’d half transformed earlier.

  “You don’t understand!” I yelled.

  She slapped me again.

  “I’m gonna come!” I warned again.

  “Then fucking come, but don’t you stop!”

  Somehow, hearing her give me permission seemed to make it all ok, even though I knew it definitely wasn’t.

  The ache grew from my balls on up, up, up…

  Oh fuck…oh shit…oh motherfucker…shit!

  She raised once more and as she lowered, squeezing my cock in her pussy’s tight grip, I bursted, coming like I’d never come before.

  “Ahhh!” she cried as she felt the force of the cum shooting out of the tip of my cock, slamming into her insides, filling her completely.

  I howled. I howled louder than ever. So loud I felt the bed and the walls around us shake. I howled again.

  And she didn’t seem surprised. She raised her head to the ceiling and smiled as her pussy sucked my cock and all it had to give.

  As she continued to rise and fall, I watched as the white cum mixed with her blood, forming a pink froth that was gushing out.

  And I kept fucking her. I reached up and grabbed her shoulders, pulling her down hard onto me.

  “Yes, oh yes, I’m coming again!” she yelled as I drove into her as hard as I could.

  And I howled again, still coming, filling her with my seed. My howl mixed with her cries of joy.

  And she collapsed on top of me, her warm body, her soft stomach and tits crashing down hard against my tight chest. But she didn’t dare pull off my cock. I was still twitching inside her, giving little spurts, and she laughed as she buried her face in my hairy chest.

  “You’re laughing,” I said. “You don’t understand what has happened.”

  “Oh but I do,” she said.

  “You do?” I asked, raising my head to look at the beautiful, pale face of the woman on top of me.

  “The question is, do you?” she asked.

  Before I had the chance to react, she reached up and slapped a handcuff to each of my wrists and slammed the opposite ends around the metal headboard posts.

  I kicked wildly, arching my back, shoving my cock up into her, but she just rolled off me and slapped my semi-hard dick. It stung but her playful laugh was confusing. Was it j
ust a game?