Alpha on Leash

10

Hot. I felt scalding hot like someone just poured boiling water on me. I gasped as an intense wave of heat washed over me, engulfing my entire body in a scalding embrace. It was as if someone had maliciously poured a cauldron of boiling water onto my skin, the searing sensation spreading like wildfire. My heart raced, the rapid thumping echoing in my ears as my body reacted to the sudden onslaught of heat. Beads of sweat formed instantaneously, trickling down my forehead, pooling at the base of my neck, and soaking through the fabric of my bra and panties,the only item of clothing I was wearing.Each breath I took felt like inhaling steam, the air heavy and oppressive, making it harder to draw in the oxygen my body so desperately craved. My skin felt hypersensitive, every touch sending a jolt of discomfort through my veins. It was as though my entire being was on high alert, unable to escape the suffocating grasp of the searing heat.Uneasiness settled in the pit of my stomach, a nagging feeling that something was terribly wrong. The world around me seemed distorted, the edges of my vision wavering as heat waves danced in the air. I longed to escape, to find relief from this torturous sensation that had taken over my body. My mind raced, searching for a solution, a way to break free from this unbearable heat that held me captive.The sweat poured from my pores in torrents, drenching my body and leaving a trail of moisture in my wake. It was as if my body had become a faucet, unable to stem the flow of liquid that was my only respite from the blistering inferno. The fabric of my bra and panties clung to my skin, a second layer that seemed to amplify the discomfort rather than provide any semblance of relief. A growl vibrated through the walls, making me aware of the animal in front of me. I lost the energy in my limbs and laid on the floor, the little coolness giving me a little relief but it was nowhere enough.

This was the first heat I have ever went through. Never before have I even felt the feeling of being burned and now I could feel Lune gasping for air as much as I did. Suddenly the lights were opened and in the haziness of the heat, I saw the hunched over figure of the man. He was clawing at himself, but just as he clawed, the wounds would heal. He was half shifting into his wolf and reversing back to his human form. The blinding brightness of the lights assaulted my vision, momentarily disorienting me as I blinked away the haze of the intense heat. Through squinted eyes, I beheld a haunting sight that etched itself into my memory like a nightmare I could never escape. Before me stood a man, his figure hunched over, contorted by some unseen force that seemed to tear at his very being.My breath caught in my throat as I took in the scene unfolding before me. His tattered clothes clung to his sweat-soaked body, accentuating the rugged tension in his muscles. Every sinew seemed to quiver with a fierce struggle, a battle between his humanity and the primal force that threatened to consume him. His features were twisted in a grimace of agony, his eyes wild and dilated as they darted around, searching for an escape from the torment that raged within.His fingers curled into trembling claws that dug into his own flesh. The skin beneath his nails reddened and tore, rivulets of blood tracing their path down his arms. But even as he clawed at himself, the wounds he inflicted seemed to close and heal before my very eyes, as though the very fabric of reality was stitched back together in an eerie dance of restoration.I could scarcely comprehend the horror that played out in front of me. His body convulsed, a symphony of agony and transformation that defied the laws of nature. He was caught in a grotesque metamorphosis, teetering on the precipice between man and beast. With each convulsive tremor, his form wavered, half-shifting into the imposing figure of a wolf, only to revert back to his human shape in a vicious cycle of torment.The man's face contorted with an internal struggle, his lips pulled back in a snarl that exposed sharp canines jutting out like daggers. A guttural growl rumbled from deep within his chest, a chilling sound that resonated in the air and sent a shiver down my spine. It was a chilling reminder of the primal instincts that lurked just beneath the surface, threatening to overtake his humanity and plunge him into a state of feral madness.His fists clenched and unclenched, the tendons in his arms standing out like taut cords as he fought against the urges that tugged at him. I could see the battle etched across his sweat-slicked brow, the raw determination to maintain control and resist the pull of his wolf instincts. His eyes held a haunted intensity that seemed to pierce through the haze of the heat.It was as if time itself had slowed, the world around us fading into obscurity as I became captivated by this harrowing transformation. My heart pounded in my chest, a rhythm that echoed the tumultuous struggle that unfolded before me. I could feel the weight of his torment, the agonizing choice he faced between surrendering to his primal nature or clinging desperately to his humanity.As the man's body continued to shift and contort, a sense of empathy washed over me, mingling with the horror that gripped my senses. I could see the vulnerability in his eyes, the raw anguish that mirrored my own feelings of helplessness.

My heart dropped in the pit of my stomach as I saw him struggle to keep himself from attacking me. I couldn't see it anymore, couldn't hear his growls anymore. I held my body up in a sitting position and dragged myself towards him, slowly.

"Do not come near me!" He screamed moving back in a surprise reaction, his back against the wall.

"Trust me." I whimpered as I closed up to him.

"Please. I don't have any kind of restrain, I will..." He pleaded, tears building in his eyes as I met his brown honey hues. They were so beautiful and perfect. Lune purred in my conscious as I held his face in my hands.

The moment my hand met his face, a sense of coolness filled the place we touch. The moment my hand made contact with his face, a rush of unexpected coolness flooded through me, as if a soothing breeze had swept away the suffocating heat that had enveloped me earlier. It was a stark contrast to the scalding sensation I had endured just moments ago, and I couldn't help but be drawn in by the stark difference.As I continued to touch him, the sensation of coolness seemed to intensify, spreading from my fingertips to the rest of my body. It was as if the very act of making contact with him was dispelling the residual heat that had clung to me like a relentless tormentor. The closer I moved to him, the more pronounced this cooling effect became, as though his presence was a balm to the searing discomfort that had plagued me.With each step I took towards him, I felt the remnants of the burning sensation gradually recede, replaced by a newfound sense of relief. It was an almost surreal experience, like stepping into an oasis in the midst of a scorching desert. The tension in my muscles began to ebb away, replaced by a subtle tranquility that left me both perplexed and grateful.As I drew closer to him, his figure loomed larger in my vision, the contours of his face becoming clearer. The rugged lines of his features were softened by the coolness that emanated from his skin, and I found myself entranced by the contrast between the tormented expression he had worn and the serene calm that now seemed to radiate from him.The heat that had once been a relentless adversary now seemed to dissipate in his presence, the memory of the searing discomfort fading into the background as if it had been nothing more than a fleeting nightmare. I couldn't help but marvel at the inexplicable phenomenon unfolding before me, the way his touch seemed to hold the power to soothe and heal, transcending the boundaries of logic and reason.With each passing moment, I found myself drawn further into his orbit, our proximity becoming a sanctuary from the heat that had once threatened to overwhelm me. It was as if his very essence was a shield, protecting me from the oppressive forces that had conspired to bring me to my knees. And as I gazed into his eyes, I realized that he, too, bore the weight of his own struggles, the battle between his humanity and his primal nature etched across his features.In that fleeting connection, a silent understanding seemed to pass between us, a shared recognition of the turmoil we both faced. The coolness that enveloped us became a symbol of our intertwined fates, a reminder that even in the midst of chaos and uncertainty, there was solace to be found in the most unexpected of places. We needed to help each other and we both realized it.

My hands touched his plump lips and it seemed as though he stopped breathing all together. I moved closer to him, my lips a feather apart.

"I am going to kiss you now." I said, paused for a moment for him to move me away but he only looked me in the eye and moved an inch closer, giving me his approval.

That was all I needed before placing my lips on his plump, soft ones.