Where wolf part 2 (werewolf)

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Everything has stopped aching now, her teeth felt like they were tight in her mouth and her limbs had stopped feeling like they had been stretched although she was still unsure of why it hurt so much when she woke up. Tonight it was cold outside of the lair, the woman having placed her hand on the weird see though parts of the lair and feeling as the cold pushed out  from it, her breath steaming up as she wandered around the lair, the soft floor feeling like grass underneath her paws. She knew that it was so cold out nothing would dare come to her territory and try and attack her or her mate and as such she had allowed him to leave the lair in order for him to return to his pack who was in need of assistance. Now she had been pacing around the house, trying to find something to do as she embraced the warmth that was around her, feeling as though the heat was like the burrows of the prey she would hunt if it was warmer. She knew that hunting was not required, her mate was always successful on his own weekly one, but she craved the feeling of flesh against her teeth and the taste of blood on her tongue, a slight bit of drool dripping from her snout as she wandered.

She would turn the corner to one of the tighter areas on the lair, the hard box on the side groaning and stuttering to itself as she walked by it. She recalled when she had first moved into the lair that she viewed the box as hostile, fearing that it would attack her mate as it was clearly growling and aggressive only for her mate to walk up to it without issue even touching the thing which shocked her. Then he revealed it was the box that was causing the warmth around the lair, something she was somewhat thankful for although she did not trust the box, fearing that it still may attack when she wasn’t looking. The box then let out a particularly loud groan into the air, the woman’s ears standing up on edge as she turned and glared at the box, waiting for its next move.

When it didn’t make a next move she simply moved on and left the box there, the woman moving herself away from the box and deciding that it would be best to go to her den, to sleep until her mate came back. The woman would shift across the tight areas of the den and moved into the Den, slowly pushing the door open and seeing the moonlight that was leaking in through the window onto where she slept. She jumped onto the thing that her mate called a Beduh, heading as it would creak underneath her as she moved to the centre, kicking the covers up before she wiggled her way inside. She would curl herself up into a ball, placing her muzzle by her legs as she closed her eyes, hoping that she would wake up to her mate arriving from visiting his pack.

However, despite how she'd tried to sleep she couldn’t help but feel a deep longing in her heart for her mate, for someone to snuggle beside and someone to feel the warmth of her flesh against. She knew he had to go, his pack was important by him,but she still missed him and she missed sleeping by his side, knowing that she could keep him safe if anything came and attacked them before she suddenly picked up a scent in the air.  It was her mate, the woman lifting her head up to see if anyone was there, especially given that the scent seemed so close but no one was visible. She twisted her head in confusion, wondering where her mate could he as her nose wiggled around, the woman noticing it was coming from a strange container at the other end of the room.

She could never figure out the purpose of the container although she knew that her mate like to place his strange garments into it for some reason despite her also seeing them clearly come from the other containers. She would wander up to the container, giving it a sniff and noticing the scent seemed to be stronger in there, the woman pushing her muzzle against it before she  moved to the top, seeing a small hole in the top of the container. She stuck her muzzle into it, pushing it downwards and feeling the scent hit her face as well as a hint of her own scent as well which confused her even more as she had never been in the container. She tried to push her head through the hole because getting fed up with that and attempting to own the container, struggling to her it within her grasp.

 She would eventually open the container, looking down at the mess of garments that were inside of them, the woman looking around for several seconds before she would see a specific garment. It was one that he wore underneath all others around his crotch area for reasons she did not understand, the woman moving her hands down to grab ahold of it and pull it out of the container, staring at it as the scent would hit her nose. It was not only her mates scent but an extremely powerful version of her mates scent, one that was only admitted from his crotch and one she absolutely adored smelling.  She quickly felt a familiar emotion run over her, one of pure lust and love, one that made her pant and one that made her chest rise and fall as her entire body warmed up.

The woman felt as her heart raced in her chest before she proceeded to jump onto the bed again, making sure that her mates boxers were still firmly wrapped inside of her claws. She would lay herself down her back as she’d huff the smell from the air, feeling as her body would grow warmer and warmer, the woman panting across the air as she felt as her pussy began to drip all over her mattress. With that the woman’s hands began to creep down her body, moving across her rather muscular stomach before she moved to between her legs, her fingers resting just above her pussy. She wanted for a brief moment, panting into the air eagerly before she proceeded to stick her fingers inside of her, a slight howl escaping from her maw as she did so eagerly. 

She panted into the air as she pushed her fingers deep inside of her, feeling as her knuckles would brush against her pussy lips, the wolf woman groaning as her tail started to wag around erratically. She’d salute the feeling as she took another huff of your musk, the woman groaning as she began to withdraw her fingers from her pussy, staring down and seeing her fluids clinging to them, strands of liquid keeping them linked to her cunt. She then stopped, her panting growing shaky before she slammed her fingers inside again, this time not waiting that long before she proceeded to start moving her hand faster. Soon she had developed a rhythm to her movements, drifting up and down as her legs shook and wild moans and gasps escaped from her body.

The woman would continue taking huffs of her mates scent, the smell making her entire body burn up like she had rested herself right next to an open fire, drool dripping across her muzzle as spit fell into the mattress. The woman would keep moving her hips at a steady pace, the wet lewd sounds of her lust echoing out across the air as she would feel her chest raising up and down from how hard she was huffing the air. She closed her eyes, embracing her lust as she watched the darkness under her eyelids start  to move and morph into the shape of her mate, looming over her with a smile that showed he was just as lust hungry as she was. She watched as the vision moved over her, his member throbbing in between his legs as he climbed over her, a dominance hiding in his eyes as she began to move her hands even faster.

The woman would piston her hand in and out of her dripping pussy, imagining as her mates cock ground against it, making her desperate whine into the air, loud enough that anyone could hear her. She’d imagined her mates hands moving across her thick fur, tangling it before she would imagine the hands grabbing ahold of her wrists, pulling them up  above her head, leaving her at his mercy, completely exposed to anything that he would want to do to her. The thought would make her even more wet than she had been beforehand, the woman’s legs moving to wrap around a man that wasn’t there. The next vision she saw as of her muzzle pushed against his lips, tongue moving across each and every tooth possessively as if to mark her as his own and his only. 

Meanwhile she’d imagine his cock ramming inside of her, moving at the same pace her fingers were moving as she growled into the air at the thought of him inside of her ,roughly using her to breed with. He’d push her into another kiss as he pushed down against her body, the woman lifting her legs up and desperately trying to do something in her lust filled stupor other then just swinging them around the place. She would suddenly imagine him grabbing ahold of her legs, lifting them up into the air somewhat as to gain more leverage on her body, her mouth open and her teeth dripping with drool. Eventually he would start going faster and faster against her body, moving absolutely remorselessly against her as her hand would speed up in the real world, making her squirm even more.

The woman’s fingers were now moving so fast that she could feel the fluid spraying across her wrist, the woman’s moans and howls echoing across the house as she would imagine the roughness of the encounter with her mate. Each creak of the bed was a particularly powerful thrust in her mind, each twitch of her leg was within his powerful grasp and her tongue was treated like a plaything as another kiss muffled her moans.  The woman suppressed the urge to pop her claws out all the way, her teeth grinding together somewhat as the vision of her mate shifted around in her mind. He moved to her ear, his warm breath pushing against the side of her face as he would whisper a couple words into her ear, ones she couldn’t understand but did know the meaning off : He was close to breeding her.

The woman could feel as her orgasm was coming, the woman’s insides becoming more and more stirred up as the heat would run right through her body as she imagined him throbbing inside her. Each moment  she felt herself getting closer and closer  , desperate whines escaping her mouth as she would imagine feeling as his balls slapped against her rear end, lewd sounds escaping across the air.  He’d feel as his claws, shorter then her own but still strong, dug into her skin, fur being trapped underneath them as she would grind her teeth together more and more. Eventually she’d feel as he slammed inside her, starting to orgasm as she proceeded to slam her fingers into her pussy, letting out a loud groan into the air as she started to orgasm all over the bed.

The first waves of pussy fluids sprayed out across her hands, of which were still moving as she felt her back arch upwards, covering the mattress and her hands with her fluids as she rode out her orgasm. The woman’s orgasm would grow stronger and stronger, the waves growing heavy as she would howl into the air and finally open her eyes as her orgasm reached its peak, a massive amount of fluids spraying out of her crotch and all over the place as she groaned into the sky. After that her orgasm came to an end, the waves growing weaker and weaker before she came to a stop, the last few drops dripping off her pussy before she moved her hand away from her pussy, her fingers stuck together with her own fluids as her head hit the edge of the bed, her body exhausted.

The woman would stay there panting for several moments, her mind firing at a mile a minute as she tried to comprehend the pleasure that she had been in before she felt a since thing wash over her which was exhaustion. The woman laid in the bed, still panting and still having the cloth clutched in her hand as she would roll over onto her side, closing her eyes as she went to imagine her mate once again. This time she imagined her mate snuggled up in her arms, his chest against her own as her pussy dripped with his cum, the woman nuzzling the pillow as she made herself comfortable. After a few moments even those visions went away, instead replaced with darkness as she fell into slumber, the woman relaxed and letting out gentle snores as she slept.

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Everything was aching again because of course it was, everything always did ache when it was a full moon but she was just shocked that her body hadn’t got used to the fact that she was a werewolf at this point. She let herself rest on the mattress, a few groans escaping her mouth as she kept her eyes shut, hoping that she would stop aching and let it all melt away for once before she heard something move, something concerning since she was alone in the house. She opened her eyes, expecting to see a raccoon or a fox just chilling at the edge of her bed before seeing her husband standing at the edge of the bed, the woman’s eyes widening as she stared at him. “Hi.” She said, the woman nervously looking around before he would respond to her.

“Hey. Seems like you really missed me, huh?” He asked as she raised her eyebrows, confused about what that could possibly mean as she looked over to her hand. That’s when her eyes widened again, seeing a pair of crumpled up boxers clutched inside of them as she felt her face go read, turning around to see her husband staring down at her.

“I-I guess so?” She said, wishing she could bury her head right into her pillow and forget that any of this ever happened, the woman dropping the underwear as she spoke. “So, How was your family then?”

“Yeah, everything was fine. Nothing really all that serious, mom was overreaction again.” He said as he moved over to the side of the bed, sitting down on the edge of it as he stared up at her. “So, want to sit there and I’ll make us some breakfast? I know how exhausted you get when you turn.” He asked, the woman smiling to herself as she turned her head. 

“Yeah, breakfast sounds good. Don’t forget we have the hash browns in there.” She said, her husband letting out a chuckle as he got up.

“Don’t worry, I won’t!” Anyways, I’ll see you in a moment!” He said as he went off the cook breakfast, leaving her laying there as she smiled to herself, thinking it may not be too bad that she’s a werewolf after all if it meant a free breakfast every once and a while.