A guttural groan came from him as I began sucking his cock fast and hard. I needed this, needed him, and I had no idea why. So I sucked and licked, bit and fondled. I couldn’t get enough of his taste, his scent, his feel.
“Fuck, Tala.” He strained against me, his hands fisting my hair. “I can’t stop it. Your mouth—”
A deep, primal roar tore from his throat. His knees bent as he came fast and hard. His bellow stretched across the meadows and up to the stars. His entire body shook as his orgasm pulsed through his thick erection and his hot cum flooded my mouth.
I drank down every drop as his orgasm went on and on. I loved it. Loved every second of it as his cock stayed buried deep in my mouth and my newly emerging wolf side relished the taste and scent of him.
And when he finally finished coming, when his claw-like hands at last released my hair, I stood as sweat glistened along my body and the pulsing ache in my core abated. I was still turned on, still aroused, but making the hunter climax had calmed some part deep inside me. Some part of me that was being born.
The hunter’s eyes glowed a savage gold when I met his gaze. In a blurred movement, he had me in his arms and his mouth on mine.
He kissed me deeply, his arms like steel as he held me tenderly, yet with so much force that I knew he’d never let me go. There was a primal longing to his kiss, as though he were claiming me right then and there, and demanding that I be his.
When he finally pulled back, his harsh breaths clouded in a fog in the cold air around us. I smiled, then licked my lips as I savored his taste.
He cupped my cheek, his thumb trailing along my lower lip, as his chest rose and fell unsteadily. So many emotions were pouring off of him right now. So many emotional scents that I couldn’t yet identify. “You have no idea how long I’ve dreamed of you doing that.”
But I didn’t reply, because the moon was calling to me again. I turned to face it, my chin tilting up as that heated feeling grew within me. Kaillen’s hands stayed on my waist, his touch fierce and possessive. He stepped closer until his chest brushed against my back as his grip stayed firm on my hips. Mine. He didn’t have to say the word aloud, but I knew that was what he was feeling.
Because, strangely, a similar feeling was growing in me.
“She’s getting stronger,” I murmured.
“Let it happen,” he rasped. “Don’t fight her.”
I gulped as the itching began in my chest again, growing and heating as the moon rose steadily in the sky, higher and higher as my wolf began to circle and pace within me.
“I can really feel her,” I whispered as my eyes flashed wide open.
Another consciousness came to life inside me, another mind caressing my own. Yet hers wasn’t human. I didn’t detect language. I didn’t talk to her or introduce myself. All I sensed were emotions and the presence of something else.
Inside, I tentatively reached for her, as if I were extending a hand in her direction, toward that heated darkness, because I wanted to touch her and greet her. I was doing as Kaillen advised, letting my instincts guide the way and not trying to fight her.
She shifted forward in the darkness until I felt her draw near. I gasped, my consciousness still turned inward, and I could have sworn that I felt her soft fur meet my palm, like a caress and a tentative hello in return.
“Do you sense her?” Kaillen asked.
“Yes,” I breathed. I’d had no idea that this moment would be so magical. “She’s inside me. She senses me too.”
“It’s almost time then.”
I knew he was right. The throbbing began in my chest again as the tingle and pulse of blazing, foreign-feeling magic spread through my veins. But it wasn’t Kaillen’s magic. I wasn’t pulling on him with my awakening power. No, this was new magic, her magic. It was my werewolf powers coming to light.
The moon was so high now, nearly at its apex, and more than anything I wanted to run and howl at that beautiful glowing orb that shone as bright as snow.
“Tala?” The hunter shifted closer to me, his hand brushing down to caress my thigh.
My wolf whined softly inside me, the first sound she’d made. I startled. Inside, she nudged me, trying to get me to shift my attention to Kaillen. When I apparently wasn’t moving fast enough, she whined again, her body straining, her entity wanting to be free. To be free with the hunter.
No, with the hunter’s wolf.
“Kaillen, I think she’s trying to—” She slammed against my insides. I cried out as an explosive burst of magic skated along my skin, scorched my nerves, and ignited my senses.
Heat consumed me as I fell through a void of time and space. The cataclysmic feeling of my body shifting and breaking and awakening into something else happened all at once.
I fell inward. Down, down, down. And then I was looking through eyes closer to the ground. As the cold wind ruffled the fur on my body, sharp scents rolled into my senses, and the urge to run and play, nearly overwhelmed me.
A flash of power came to my right, and then another wolf stood at my side. So much bigger and so powerful. His beautiful russet-colored fur intermixed with dark-gray, cream, and black. The bleed of colors shone in the moonlight.
I took a step toward him, for a moment feeling clumsy. I was on four legs, not two, and nearly fell over because of it, but then my wolf nudged me to the side, and commanded our limbs and senses again.
I was pushed down, almost feeling as though I were drowning within, as I became a passenger in my own body. That tug in my chest ignited when my wolf beheld Kaillen’s magnificent beast.
A deep rumble came from Kaillen’s wolf, and he padded forward.
My wolf playfully yipped in response before she licked his snout, then splayed out on her front legs, her rump in the air.
Kaillen’s wolf began to wag his tail, then his entire body vibrated in eagerness.
And then we were running, flying across the grass, our bodies streaks of fur and power as we blazed toward the distant mountains while the moon shone overhead.
My wolf ran and ran. She ran as fast as the wind while the moon shone down on us and the stars stretched to the horizon.
And the entire time, Kaillen ran at my side, his eyes glowing, his tongue lolling, and even though my wolf was mastering my body and commanding my senses, a part of me remained.
And the part that stayed, that knew, that was aware—that part of me knew that the throbbing in my chest was what the hunter had been feeling since he’d caught my true scent.
Chapter 5
I awoke to find soil in my nose, leaves crinkling underneath my cheeks, and the sound of the moaning wind as it rustled through the trees. My skin was bare and cool, yet I didn’t feel overly cold. Just slightly chilled.
“Tala?” a deep, husky voice said beside me.
I pushed a mass of blond hair from my eyes and rolled onto my side to see the hunter laid out as naked as the day he was born. He was propped up on his elbow, a half-tilted curve to his lips, and a deep-seated glow lighting his eyes.
My heart jolted as I took in our surroundings. We were in a forest, on the ground, and both of us had apparently joined the naked hippy commune.
“What time is it?” I didn’t bother covering my bare breasts which were smudged with dirt. My nipples were erect, standing on end in the chilled air, but at this point, I was beyond trying to maintain any dignity.