A Lone Wolf

epiphany

My wits scattered as my body started to pulsate in the most glorious rhythm under his tongue; his mouth and fingers rendering me incoherent in the most overwhelming sensation but I wanted more.

I needed more. As I caught my breath, I used his hair to pull him back to me, kissing him deeply, plundering his mouth with my tongue, tasting myself on him. He growled into my mouth as I felt for his belt buckle.

"Greedy girl princess," he murmured, kissing my neck before rearing up onto his knees to undo his trousers, pushing them down his thighs as his c**k sprang free, bobbing under its own weight. I didn't have much for comparison but my eyes flew wide as a needy ache started at my core, causing my whole body to become desperately warm. I wanted him, this gorgeous, dangerous stranger, this hunter had caught me and now I wanted to eat him up.

I found my eyes fixed on his impressive length; it looked so silky, the tip angry pink and glistening.

"See something you like princess?" He asked, his eyes hooded and dark with lust as he licked his lips, raking his eyes over my naked form. I nodded, wiggling my hips as he discarded his remaining clothes. He ran the back of his hand softly down my side as he positioned himself at my already wet entrance, lowering himself to kiss me sweetly, gazing into my eyes, green to blue before pushing just inside, making me gasp and mewl with the stretching sensation. He stopped, drawing back with a frown.

"This isn't your first time is it little wolf?" He asked, his voice laced with concern.

I blushed and nodded, feeling inexperienced and vulnerable; he had experience, that was clear, he played my body like an expert musician.

He paused, closing his eyes and laying his forehead to mine, his whole body trembling.

"Are you sure my princess? It's not too late"

" Please," I whispered, kissing his sensual mouth. He opened his eyes, searching for any hint of reluctance in my face; finding none, he nodded gently and kissed me sweetly.

"Ok my brave little princess," he whispered, "I'm a lucky boy,"

Peppering kisses over my face he eased gently forward, my body stinging sweetly at this intrusion. I gasped at the sudden sting before moaning as I felt him hit bottom, relishing the exquisite fullness between my legs. He pulled back, checking I was ok before starting to gently move, making me moan each time he pushed in.

"More, please" I whispered, digging my nails into his taut backside, feeling him smile against my jaw. As he picked up pace, pounding into me.

"f**k, you're so tight princess" he panted.

I felt my body start to tremble, a delicious pressure starting to build in my pelvis.

"Ady," I cried, feeling my whole body tighten and shake, sending me spinning. With a roar he pulled my hips up, pounding harder as he sought his own release, feeling his c**k swell and pulse inside me as I screamed, his warm seed spilling into me He slowed down to a gentle rocking motion, letting me come down from my high.

"Did I hurt you baby?" He asked. I shook my head, placing my forehead against him, his sweat dripping onto my chest. He caught his breath as he kissed me before sliding out of me, his come trickling out as he moved.

He cleaned me gently with his shirt before scooping me up into his arms and lifting me onto the sofa, making sure that I had a cushion under my head before he joined me.

He laid down beside me on the sofa, still kissing my face and neck pulling me against his chest, cradling me in his arms and stroking my hair.

I sighed deeply and he lifted my chin to look at him, placing a soft kiss on my nose.

"You don't regret it do you little wolf?" He asked with eyes full of concern. I smiled and shook my head, kissing his nose in turn.

"No," I whispered "I was told that my first time would be awful but it was wonderful, thankyou"

He clutched me to, him, his face relieved.

"I feel so lucky to have been your first, that was amazing baby," he said.

"He was delicious," a voice purred in my head. I rolled my eyes,

"Was that your wolf?" He asked with a grin.

"Yes, how do you know?" I asked.

"Well, you look like you're talking without your mouth moving; like, all the expressions are there but you're not quite withit" he laughed.

"Damn, I'll have to work on that," I giggled.

"What did she say?" He asked hesitantly.

I rolled my eyes again " you do NOT want to know," I replied; "stupid, horny wolf!"

She huffed in my head, jeez, she was a sassy pants!

Ady laughed, looking relieved.

"That's good," he breathed, "I thought she'd be outraged that I wasn't your fated mate. "

"Fated mate?" I asked, confused. I vaguely remember him mentioning that wolves had one.

"What's a fated mate?"

He sat up rubbing his neck, looking embarrassed.

"What is it Ady, what's wrong?" I asked, rising onto my elbow.

" I forget that this is so new to you, you've never been brought up with this stuff," he breathed, screwing up his face and pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Your fated mate is the one wolf that the goddess picked just for you."

"Like a true love?" I asked

"No princess, a fated mate is supposed to be the other half of your soul, the one you aren't complete without."

I wrinkled my brow trying to get my head around it.

"Could you be my fated mate?"

"No, yes, maybe, it's not impossible, werewolves do occasionally have mates from other races but it's not common and they won't feel it like you will." He explained.

"When you meet your fated mate, a bond will snap into place, you'll feel complete, whole and you will love them completely."

"So I won't have a choice?" I enquired, beginning to feel agitated.

"Not really although some do reject their mates; sometimes, by the time they find them, they're too damaged to complete the bond." He said. I was confused, none the wiser and I let out a frustrated huff. My wolf wasn't offering any help at all, she was still purring in a post coital bliss. I mentally poked her and she growled. I frowned. Clearly she wasn't going to be any help.

"I don't understand" I said honestly. So a fated mate is the other half of my soul, what's Luci?"

"She's the other half of yourself.," He explained.

"Ok, so I meet my fated.....how will I know??"

"First, you'll smell him; it will be a smell irresistible to you, not just a nice smell but a mouthwatering one you won't be able to ignore.," He said.

"Then, when you see each other it will be like a missing puzzle piece snaps into place and that feeling like you're not complete, like you don't belong, that will disappear." He stroked my cheek gently.

"I'm not your fated, you would have felt it even if I couldn't; your wolf would have told you." He frowned. " Many wolves refuse anyone bar their fated.

I was a little bit shocked.

"So I have a slut wolf who doesn't care?" I asked aghast " she was totally up for it!"

My wolf smirked from her ball.

" No lovely, some wolves are more realistic, especially the older ones." He sighed seeing my bewilderment. " Not all wolves get to meet their fated" he said, "it was more common in the big packs but now there are fewer of you, the chances of meeting are small." He looked sad for a moment. "Sometimes," he continued " the more adaptable wolves, usually the older spirits, will accept that and not wait. In a way, it's a good thing, it makes you more likely to make it."

"Make it?" I parroted, still rather discombobulated by the whole thing.

He sighed heavily.

" Some wolves go mad without their fated; they wait for them, pining for them until they lose their humanity and go full wolf " he explained. " They stop shifting to their human form, living solely as their wolf to cope with the pain; it's why hunters still exist." He hung his head. "After a while, they start hunting but there's not much quarry anymore, especially in the UK." He said gulping, clearly dreading the next part.

" They can start hunting humans, start going feral. It's my job to put them down."

He looked close to tears as he explained their fate. I could feel my own throat closing at the thought of those heartbroken wolves but also understanding the threat.

"Why are you here Ady?" I asked, dreading the answer.

He sighed and looked away from me.

"Because there's been possible unstable wolf activity near the city; a few sheep taken, a cow or two, concentrated around an area," he whispered.

"Can you do anything to help them?" I asked, dreading but knowing the answer.

He sadly shook his head. " It's gone too far.,"

"But the city is 30 miles away," I said relieved," it won't come here right?"

Again he shook his head.

"Princess, think about the ground you covered tonight: a swift wolf could cover that distance In just a couple of hours..... especially if it smelled something interesting...."