John and the others looked studiously at Kendra for a moment. His wife was a wise woman and he knew it was a possibility and since their son had not chosen anyone from their tribe, Kendra would be perfect for him.
“Oh no, no, I said I’d keep your secret, I have no interest…” Kendra began.
“It is not by accident that we have met you, ah what is your name?” John spoke again.
“It’s Kendra, Kendra Jones.” She shivered against the cold, the pain in her head and ankle began to throb once more.
“That’s a beautiful name,” Julie said softly.
“You’re cold and the weather is getting worse. Come Joseph, help Kendra onto my back, we’ll find shelter in the forest.”
“Yes father,” Joseph said simply. He moved toward Kendra who stiffened a little and swallowed hard as she tried not to stare at his magnificent body that seemed to glow warmly against the wind and falling snow. He seemed unaffected by the cold; there were no goose bumps on his body from what Kendra could see. To her surprise he lifted her easily and gently and placed her on his father’s back. She smelled good to him and her blood had been sweet on his tongue. She trembled and he showed a hint of a smile as he knew she was reacting to him and not the cold.
Safely riding on John’s back, they made their way into the forest. Once they choose a spot, all of the tribe members shifted into human form. They made shelter using buffalo hides and not by hand. John said a few words in a language that Kendra did not recognize and instantly several teepees or huts appeared with a fire in each one.
Julie attended to Kendra’s wounds and her sprained ankle, wrapping it securely after helping Kendra remove her brown tights and boots. Kendra thought Julie was beautiful with her dark hair that held strands of grey and her dark brown eyes. She didn’t look old enough for Joseph to be her son. Her skin was smooth and her face wrinkle free as she sat next to Kendra wearing jeans and a white v-neck long sleeve blouse.
John stood a few feet away watching them both wearing sable colored calf skin pants and boots with a black long sleeve shirt. Kendra thought John may have been in his fifties but he looked younger, even with his hair that was grey all over. It was shoulder length and looked like spun silk against his black shirt.
After a few moments, John left the teepee with his wife and Kendra and joined his son in another one. He found Joseph staring at the fire, barefoot and shirtless, wearing only a pair of faded blue jeans, his hair unbraided and hanging over one shoulder.
“When your mother is done with Kendra, I want you to go to her.”
“Father…”
“No, my son, she has been sent to us. She is a descendent of our tribe. Being a park ranger here, she can protect us, this goes beyond keeping our secret. She is part of us. We were meant to be here, we have been led here. It was no accident she was out in this storm alone. Besides, you haven’t chosen a mate, maybe because she is the one.”
As much as Joseph wanted to disagree with his father, he had to admit there was something. He’d been afraid and he hadn’t chosen anyone but he didn’t know why. He knew his mate would be different somehow but human?
“She is a human father, my magic maybe too much for her,” he protested.
“Not fully and just maybe, your magic will be enough to bring her into her own.” John patted his son’s shoulder. They stood almost eye to eye.
“Go to her and may your union be blessed,” he smiled.
Joseph was still unsure but nodded as he set out barefoot in the snow to Kendra’s teepee.
“Kendra,” he called from outside her teepee, “May I come in?”
Kendra sat up suddenly. She was lying in a bed made of buffalo skin and fur, the blankets of bear skin pulled up to her chin. Julie had taken her clothes and she lay naked beneath the blankets. Should she let Joseph come in? Why was he here? After all, he did want to kill her before. Did he still?
“Kendra?” He called again.
“Ah yes, ok,” Kendra called back nervously.
Joseph entered; his hair hanging loosely about him. His skin glowed in the firelight and his dark eyes seemed to sparkle against flames as well. Kendra licked her lips. He was truly handsome, not as scary as he had been in wolf form. She wondered what other forms he could take.
He stood silently for a moment. Kendra looked radiant, like a bride on her wedding night, waiting for her husband to take her. Joseph tried to banish the thought from his mind. Her hair had been brushed by his mother no doubt. None of the women in his tribe had such curly hair. He found the contrast to be very attractive. All he could see were her bare shoulders but her brown skin had a golden glow against the light of the fire and her gray eyes looked like the eyes of a wolf. She was most intriguing to him indeed. Suddenly he wanted her more than anything else. But would she let him take her, make her his?
“Are you going to stare at me all night or did you want something?”
“Yes, I want you,” he spoke before he could catch himself.
He was about to kick himself for saying as much when she smiled and stood up, dropping the blanket and revealing her naked body.
Joseph wanted to grab her in his arms and kiss her but restrained himself. He liked the curve of her body and her perky breasts with the large dark nipples.
Perfect for sucking, he thought.
His eyes moved lower to her sweet shaved mound and an involuntary low growl passed from his lips as he dared to picture himself between her thick, shapely legs. Still, he stood, unmoving for fear he would frighten her away. He would let her come to him, but then he remembered her sprained ankle.
Kendra smiled appreciatively as she noticed the bulge in Joseph’s pants. She’d only been with one man in her life but the thought of Joseph inside her, someone who wasn’t exactly human, unnerved and excited her at the same time. She stood waiting for him to come to her, her hands on her hips, a nervous but welcoming smile on her lips.
“Well wolfie, are you gonna make me hobble to you or…” she began.
Before she could finish, Joseph scooped her up in his arms within seconds, kissing her lips, her neck, and her cheeks.
Kendra could barely breathe, her heart pounded, but she felt no pain in her head, ankle or otherwise. His hair spilled over her, tickling and teasing certain parts of her body. It was if his hands were everywhere, probing, touching, and caressing her skin. She began to glow with his power as he laid her gently on the bed. She didn’t know at what point he’d taken off his jeans but he was suddenly naked, his hardness throbbing against her as his sucked the dark points of her nipples. Her body rocked with pleasure as her nether regions grew moist with anticipation.
“Mine!” he growled deeply and roughly as he made his way up to her neck again.
Kendra didn’t protest as she knew she would be his the moment he touched her. She wanted him, needed him.
“Yes,” she moaned as he licked her neck before gently biting.
Hearing that word sealed it for Joseph. Kendra was now his. He moved back and smiled at her with a wolfish grin. He slid lower and opened her legs, scooping his fingers under her backside and lifted her up to his chin where he feasted on her. He licked her clit and labia, making lazy circles, flickering over her clit, then sucking her clit between his teeth as she moaned. Her legs tightened convulsively over his back. He made a low growl of satisfaction.
He began to probe her entrance with his tongue and she writhed, grabbing at his head, tangling her fingers in the thick silkiness of his hair. He moved his tongue back to her clit as he slid a finger inside her, pumping and probing till he found the right spot.
Her orgasm shook her as her skin grew hot with power and she glowed as she spilled her essence. Joseph drank and drank till there was not a drop left. His body began to glow as well as the temperature of the teepee grew to a sweltering heat.
He lowered her back to the bed with one hand and reached up with his other hand, finding her breast once more, tugging and stroking her nipple.
P
leasure ripped through her, her muscles twitching. She tightened the grip on his hair, clinging, intoxicated on the power that spilled over her body and his. She was his and no other would ever claim her the way he had. Her body danced to his tune as she breathlessly begged for more. Never had she felt like this.
Taking his time, he savored her sweet surrender, enjoying every whimper, moan, the roll of her hips, and every twitch of her luscious muscular legs. He was hard as stone, but still he teased her, licking and sucking her nipples as she made a desperate pleading sound. She was ready and he could wait no longer. He had to have her now. In one swift move, he pulled away from her grabbing her curvaceous hips and lifted her, legs open and ready for him. He moved between those silky thighs as he held his aching, throbbing cock in his hand, positioning himself at the entrance of her sex. The first long thrust tore a shout from his mouth.
Kendra was incoherent as she cried out, wrapping her legs fiercely around his butt. He ground his hips harshly, taking her, enjoying the hot, creamy hold she had on his rock hard cock. He watched, loving her sounds and the look on her face with each thrust.
Mine.
His body was buried deep inside of her, knowing this is where he was supposed to be. He’d just met her, but this was hiswoman. She glowed with his power. Her eyes transformed, no longer the eyes of a human. Her power began to arise after being dormant for so long. A high pitched sound tore from her as another orgasm rocked her body. Her inner muscles drew tight around his cock, each convulsion sending another jolt to his balls. He closed his eyes, letting the power overtake him, feeling it pulse and tighten in his balls. He was on the verge of spilling over. He bellowed as his own orgasm ripped threw him. He collapsed on top of Kendra. Both were breathing heavily, sweaty from the heat of their magical power and the heights of their orgasms.
After a few long minutes, Joseph drug himself off of Kendra and lay beside her, cradling her in his arms. The blizzard still raged outside of the teepee and the fire had burned down to a glowing ember. Then all was still. The snow stopped falling and the raging winds died down.
Winter had blown its strongest, hardest; freezing kiss, yet the lovers still remained untouched by its frosty embrace. They were hot, glowing with power as they lay sleepily in each other’s arms.
John, Julie and the others left their teepee and rejoiced, howling and dancing in the moonlight. They had found their safe haven, away from those who hunted them and their eldest son had finally found his mate.
Joseph would take Kendra back to her jeep in the morning so she could report to work safe and sound, her body now completely healed. She would protect them, as long as they were in animal form, they would not be hunted on this land. Julie and Joseph would teach Kendra the ways of the shaman and about her magical heritage. All would be as it should and their magical tribe would flourish.
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WINTER’S KISS
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