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Tara had worked most of the afternoon with her Uncle, loving the chance to work on one of his most prized cars. She had been helping him rebuild an old 69 Chevelle for a good while, finding it to be one escape from reality for her. As it had grown towards dusk she and her uncle cleaned up, him retiring to his room to showered and get into proper clothes, and her to just wash up some. She got her prize tazer out, being two feet long and bristling with contact points. She had accidentally touched herself with it once, waking up four hours later with a migraine. She quickly hooked the holster on her belt, and then traded her light jacket for a long trench coat that almost touched the floor.

After about two hours Tara and Paul finished their dinner and moved to one of the cars. "So Paul...when are you going to let me drive one of these monsters?" She asked as she ran her hands along the smooth finish of her uncle's late seventies Bronco, knowing the answer she would get.

"Tara...you can drive one when you get your permit, or when you can see over the steering wheel without a pillow." He shot back at her, getting into the drivers seat. He cranked the old big block V-eight and strapping himself in, before watching Tara do the same.

She stayed mostly silent as Paul drove them to his club, starting to admire the smell of the black leather seats. Her gaze shifted out the window to the park as they passed it, her vision seeming to pick out even the slightest details now...yet she didn't see the wolf. She started to feel anxious as she noticed her senses being heightened, wondering what would happen next to worry her. "So Paul...do you get many trouble makers at your club? Or did I bring Ol' Betsy for nothing?" She asked as she looked over at him, noticing the ever so light bulges on either side of his chest. She knew he carried guns at times, but had never been able to noticed until now.

Paul chuckled some as he kept his eyes on the road, knowing they weren't that far from his club now. "No...we don't get that many trouble makers, but at times we do." He sighed some. "You never know Tara, especially during a full moon." He smiled some, knowing his niece wanted to use that heavy duty tazer on someone other than herself. His club turned private during the full moon, but he resisted the temptation to tell her that.

Tara felt him gear the truck down as they neared the club, and then unstrapping herself as it came to a stop at the door. She got out of the truck like her uncle, before watching one of his employees speed away with it. She moved to his side and stayed silent as they entered the club, the hulking bouncers not even batting an eye as the underage girl moved past them. As they moved through the main hallway, she felt the bass from the club's sound system nearly vibrate her clothes. "Damn I don't remember it being so blasted loud..." She said to herself as the music stopped, making her look around at the almost empty club. "What the..."

Paul noticed her pause and smiled down at her. "The DJ's doing sound tests to make sure the club's system is running properly. Just in case we have to replace a sub-woofer or speaker somewhere before our patrons arrive." He pointed to one of his female bartenders and chuckled, laughing as she got up off of one of the large sub-woofers on wobbly legs. "Sherri...I thought you learned not to sit on the speakers when he's testing them..." Watching as she blushed, and knowing she did it on purpose to get off before her shift. He looked back at his niece, who was smiling and looking around. He moved up to the bar and got them a couple of bottles of water. "Won't be too much longer before we get busy."

An hour and a half later the club was rather busy, heavy bass techno nearly vibrating the building as people danced on the floor. Tara leaned over against one of the walls sipping at her water, and watching the patrons. She guessed that a lot of the people had dressed up for the club, noticing a few girls with cat ears and tails, along with a few smiles that showed teeth too that were long. She tried her best to ignore that fabric of her jeans vibrating against her fuzzy mound, but loosing the fight and feeling herself growing damp. Her roaming eyes finally found a hulking man being a little bit too pushy with one of the dressed up cat girls, making her quickly motion for a bouncer. Instinct pushed her to move into the crowd to the man knowing the bouncer wasn't far behind her, before she unsheathed her tazer and hid it behind her arm. "He buddy...quit it or your heading out..." She said as she moved between the man and the girl, her voice dominate as she looked up at his towering form. The bouncer moved up beside her, making the now angered man back out of the crowd of dancers and towards the door. She stayed in front of the bouncer the entire way, reacting quickly as the man spun in the hallway. She didn't figure a man that size could move so fast, her lithe body getting out of the way of his swing. "Bad Idea!" She growled as she spun her tazer around and jammed it into his stomach, before she tagged the side of his neck with it. She watched as the man stepped back instead of being knocked out, making her grow angry that her prod hadn't worked as she dodged another swing. She clicked the prod's second switch and stopped dead in her tracks as she heard a gun being cocked, looking back to see her Uncle standing there with a very large revolver in his hand.

"Bad doggy...play nice or play dead. You know the rules..." Paul looked down the barrel of his four fifty four revolver and smiled, knowing he had gotten the larger man's attention. "Your done for tonight...Go ahead and get outa here before I have to ban you or bury you..."

Tara stepped back as the man looked ready to leap at her gun toting uncle, listening to the growl he made before he turned and left. She watched as the bouncer passed her, before turning and looking at Paul who was uncocking the gun and holstering it. "I'm sorry..." was all she could say as he looked down at her, quickly turning off the prod and sheathing it.

Paul sighed and looked down at Tara, before rubbing her shoulder. "I'm just glad you didn't get hurt...just be careful the next time you spot trouble. Some of my patrons don't take too well to being prodded." He said before he moved back into the club.

Tara checked her watch and noticed an hour had passed since the incident with the first patron, having motioned for bouncers to get the next one she had seen. She stayed somewhat clear of the dance floor, not liking some of the perfumes she smelled. She had watched as Paul had sat down at a table with one of the women that worked at the club, while Tara moved over to the bar to get another water. She didn't pay much attention to anything other than her water, spinning on her stool and finding herself facing one of the club's tall yet lithe bouncers. She looked up at his smiling face, only to notice his all too real looking wolf eyes. "Hello..." She said softly as she watched him move beside her and get handed a bottle of something she hadn't seen before. "Whats that?" She asked as she watched him sip at the bottle, wondering now why he seemed familiar.

"Just something your Uncle keeps in stock for a few of us...including himself." The man said as he looked over at the girl, keeping his eyes on her face as he talked. "Names Charley, and I already know your Tara..." He spun himself to face the dance floor like she was, pointing lightly towards the table where her Uncle and the woman were sitting. "Bet ya twenty bucks that they disappear into that back within oh say five minutes." Watching as she leaned over to look.

"Your on." She said as she leaned back, sipping at her water as she watched Charley nodded. She didn't have twenty bucks on her, but she figured her Uncle wouldn't screw one of his employee's. She watched him take another drink from his bottle and wondered even more about what it was, finally noticing the wolf-like tail that stuck out of the back of his pants. "So what is that stuff anyway...and how many people here dress up?" She asked as she pointed to his tail.

Charley jumped lightly as she mentioned dressing up and pointed to his tail, changing the subject quickly back to the drink. "Like I said...Your Uncle Paul keeps this in stock for himself and a few of us. It helps take the edge off during the night." He ran his hand over his jet black gotee that matched his short but thick black hair.

For the next few minutes she simply watched the crowd and sipped at their drinks, before Tara noticed her Uncle moving past them to the back of the club. She sniffed at the air lightly as they passed, picking up an odd musky scent she knew wasn't a perfume. She couldn't place the smell totally, finding it still hanging in the air even after they had went into the back. She cursed under her breath as she heard Charley chuckling beside her, wondering how she would pay him the twenty bucks she now owed him now. Her head slowly turned to see him smiling at her showing an awful lot of teeth that didn't look right in a human mouth, making her wonder now what was going on. "I...I don't have the twenty bucks. And why are your teeth like that...did you have fake ones put in?" She asked trying to change the subject, but truly starting to wonder about him.

Charley brought a hand up to his mouth to check his teeth, before sighing and looking away from her for a moment to check the crowd. It was getting very late into the night and he knew the club would be very different soon. He looked back up at her for a moment and smiled, making sure to not show his altered teeth. "Tell ya what Tara..." He checked his watch and chuckled, noticing it was just after midnight. "Come have a cup of coffee with me and I will tell you how I got these teeth..." He thought for a moment. "And I will forget the twenty bucks you owe me too..."

Tara was starting to get very curious, finding a slight nervousness in his voice as he spoke that intrigued her. She checked her cell quickly, finding a text from before her Uncle disappeared that told her that one of his people would give her a ride home. She shrugged, figuring if he tried anything she had Ol' Betsy on her hip. "Sure why not...care to give me a lift home?" She asked, letting him see the text from her Uncle. She slowly stood up from her stool as he chuckled again, before pulling on her tank top to pull it back down where it had ridden up.

Charley finished his drink and left the bottle on the counter as he moved for the door with her by his side. "Sure I'll give ya a lift, and besides your Uncle keeps good coffee at his place." They moved over to the parking area, where he pointed out his El Camino. "She ain't the strongest beast in the pack, but she gets the job done." He got a nod of approval from Tara, before they both got into the car. After cranking the car and getting it onto the road, before he goosed the throttle and sped them on their way.

A short while later Tara was triggering the doors to close behind Charley's car, not noticing that her tank top had ridden up to just below her breasts. She walked over and started a pot of strong coffee, listening to Charley move over to the table. As she waited for the coffee maker to finish she adeptly filled two cups from it's flow, before slipping the pot back to catch the rest. "So Charley...how about you tell me how you got those teeth. Or better yet...what that smell was that hung in the air after my Uncle and that woman passed." She asked calmly as she handed him his cup, looking into his all too wolfin eyes as he thanked her. She sat down across from him as he sniffed at his coffee, trying to ignore the slight twinge she felt at the base of her spine.

Charley sniffed at his coffee and then blew at it, before taking a sip of the stout liquid and letting out a sigh. He leaned forward and twitched his furry tail some as he looked at Tara, trying to think of how he would tell her. "Well as to your first question...my teeth are natural, just like my eyes are..." He paused for a moment to judge her reaction, not seeing any problems he decided to continue. "As for that smell..." He chuckled lightly. "Well Tara how to put this...your Uncle Paul's girlfriend is in heat. As I know you could guess, she like some of the women at the club were not wearing perfume." He watched her expression turn thoughtful for a moment, before he sniffed at the air lightly to find her alluring scent.

Tara thought for a moment about what he said, not taking into thought any of societies rationalities that none of that could be true. She kept trying to ignore the twinge at the base of her spine, even as it grew worse and worse. She looked him over again, going from his eyes to his mouth, and then back to where she could see the tail now moving. She watched as his tail instantly stopped moving and raised a brow, before she raised her eyes back to his. "So Charley...your telling me your a werewolf or something?" She asked, her voice showing no signs of sarcasm.

Charley full out laughs at her statement, before letting a full wolfish grin grace his face. "No little one I'm not a werewolf, nor will I ever claim to be." He sighed and gave up on his patience, nervousness tossed to the side now. He made a show with his right hand and laid it on the table, before concentrating hard on it. "I am a Shifter Tara..." He said as he felt the first twinge, watching as his hand changed slowly. Thick black fur sprouted from his flesh as his hand turned more paw-like, while his nails turned more into claws.

She watched his hand changed as a smiled crossed her face, quickly grabbing hold of his paw-like hand after it changed. She leaned forward and sniffed the fur before looking into his face with a wicked grin of her own. "YOU!" She watched a shocked expression cross his face, before she sat back in her chair staring into his eyes. "No mere wolf would have known any of the things you did..."She ignored the more intense twinge at the base of her spine, feeling a shiver run along her body. "And not to mention...you put me into my bed after I passed out..."

Charley sat there as she spoke, letting a smiled cross his face at his one mistake. "So I'm not perfect...besides can't someone be a gentleman and let a lady sleep in her bed?" He asked as he noticed her breathing was getting slightly quicker, sniffing at the air some now. He slowly stood and let his hand change back to it's human form, before he moved closer to her. "I see the awakening ritual worked...shouldn't be long now..."

Tara felt the twinge again and stood quickly, looking at his eyes for a moment as he moved closer. "What did you do to me last night Charley?" She growled at him, surprising herself as it came out an actual growl. She blinked as he moved at a speed she never thought capable, jumping back as she felt a light tug on the back of her pants. "Easy there...wait....Huh?" She said as she felt the twinge ease on the base of her spine, hearing a chuckle out of him.

"Oh, you truly do take after your mother don't you kitten." A growl was his only warning, before he dodged a surprisingly quick slap. He grabbed hold of her wrist and smiled, making her look at her own hand. "Careful Kitten...your growing claws." He chuckled as he let her wrist loose, watching her stare at her hand. He grabbed his cub of coffee and took a swig, before smiling. "As for what I did...no swinging at me." He watched her nod before he continued. "I promised your parents after my awakening ritual, that when you turned of proper age I would do so for you." He sighed. "I was suppose to perform the ritual a year ago, when you hit puberty. But with all that was happening, I couldn't bring myself to do it."

Tara stared at her hand as she listened to him talk, feeling the tingling start to flow inwards towards her core. She was amazed to watch black and gray fur sprout from her flesh as her hands changed, watching as the fur spread up her wrists and under her jacket. She quickly peeled her jacket from her body to watch as the fur spread, dropping it behind herself as she felt it hang on something. She twisted and pulled her jacket free, looking at the short tail that stuck out from her pants. "Bobcat?" She said aloud as she felt the tingling reach her core, spreading up to her head now. She heard a chuckled and turned to see Charley changing as well, heavy black fur rippling across his body as he changed. She quickly kicked off her shoes as she watched him do the same, finding the change so far to be painless.

After what had to be a good ten minutes Tara and Charley stood silent as she looked over her new body, and he admired her form and curves. He watched her run her now paw-like hands over her head, from whiskered muzzle to now pointed ear tip. She found herself somewhat sensitive after her change, a light brush of her furred arm across her covered nipple reminded her she was aroused. She smelled her own arousal in the air, smelling something else before she noticed the light bulge in Charley's pants. She twisted herself and touched her tail, finding it very stiff and only about six to eight inches long. She may have been young, but since her parents death she now thought like an adult. "So Chad...was last night the entire ritual?" She asked as she turned back to face him, knowing her breasts were almost totally uncovered now.

Charley smiled as he heard the question, having an idea on where she was heading..at least judging by her alluring scent. He had only gotten four more inches of height, towering over her short frame at six foot four now. He moved slightly closer to her before deciding to speak. "Little one...there are other rituals that can be done." He smiled lightly. "Though I must say many of them are preserved for mates, and I don't know if your ready to take that step." He smiled to himself as he watched her bristle at his last statement, readying himself to dodge her claws. He took a step back as she quickly moved towards him, cocking his head to the side in confusion as he heard her start to giggle. He stared in awe as the little thief of a Bobcat girl, watching as she started to move seductively towards him. Granted he found her very beautiful, but he was still six years older than her. "Wait...I'm nineteen...we shouldn't do this....you uncle would kill...." He was cut off as she growled deep in her chest, watching as she pulled the most brutal looking tazer into view.

She twitched her tail as she pulled out Ol' Betsy, pointing it at him menacingly as she advanced on him. "Listen Charley...you ate me out last night....by typical idiot standards that's a no no." She forced herself not to laugh as he stared horrified at the cattle prod of a tazer, not knowing she hadn't turned the safety off. "I like you Charley...and thanks to last night and the sound system tonight...I'm horny." She watched him back against a heavy work table and give her a pleading look, all the while she could smell his arousal and see the large bulge in his pants. She gave him a wicked smiled and jabbed her prod at him, poking him in the stomach lightly. She watched his entire body tense up as he waited for the voltage that wasn't coming. "Ya know Charley...the prod only hits when I have the safety off..." She laid it on the table and chuckled as she punched his arm twice, making her breasts bounce some as she moved. "Two for flinching." She started to purr lightly and smiled at him.

He growled for a moment after she had tricked and scared him, before leaning down to her eye level. "Your such an evil tease kitten." He pressed his muzzle to hers and kissed her as passionately as he could, reaching down to grab hold of her firm rear and lift her into his arms. He felt her purring increase as she pressed her chest against his, their tongues intertwining as their kiss turned into one of need. After what seemed like an eternity they broke their kiss, both panting as they stared into each others eyes. "Your room?" He watched as she nodded, making him smiled as he carried her into the living quarters. As he got inside her door he knocked it shut with with tail, before setting her on her feet.

Tara backed up a few steps from Charley and turned her back to him teasingly, before pulling off her tank top. She shook her head so her long black hair would lay over her chest, before she turned and watched him nearly tear his shirt from his wolfin body. She admired his toned chest and stomach for a moment, before pushing her hair back and revealing her breasts to him. She watched him lick his lips and smiled some as she moved towards him, running her hand softly over the tented fabric of his pants. "My grandma what a large pop tent you have...." She quickly undid his pants and pulled down the zipper, watching as his growing shaft sprang out from the confines of his pants. She started to purr as she lightly gripped his swelling shaft, careful not to extend her claws as she felt him shudder.

Charley whimpered lightly as she gripped his growing shaft, before gripping her dresser as he felt her rough tongue lick once up the entire length. He felt his shaft almost instantly go as hard as stone, swelling to nearly three inches thick and twelve inches long in Tara's hands. "Still want to go..." He yipped as he felt her mouth envelope the tip of his shaft, before he looked down to watch her start to bob her head on his shaft. His claws dub into the wood of the dresser as he gripped it to keep himself from bucking into her mouth as he felt her small hands start to stroke him. He was in heaven as she bobbed her head, taking more of his shaft into her mouth and making him pant as she teased it with her tongue. He moaned out as he heard and felt her purring increase as she bobbed her head further onto his shaft. "Don't...choke...yourself..." He managed to stammer out between ragged breaths, before his eyes bulged at what she did next.

Tara growled at the comment and shifted some, pulling his shaft from her whiskered maw so she could crack her neck. She gave a tug on his pants to yank them off his hips, before one of her small paw-like hands moved to rub at his large sack. She took in a deep breath before she started to bob her head on his large shaft again, before she started to swallow as she worked the throbbing length into her throat. Panting and yips greeted her tufted ears as she took more and more of his length deep into her throat, her purring vibrating into his shaft as timed her breathing with her bobbing. Her paw-like hands caressed and rubbed at his large sack and swelling knot, while she started to furiously run her rough tongue over his length. She felt his sack go tight against his body as he turned rigid as a board, before she gripped tightly on his knot. She felt the entire length swell and pulled it back to suckle hard on the first couple inches, only a second before she was rewarded with a loud howl. She swallowed as quickly as she could while his seed sprayed into her wanting maw, savoring the taste as the flood slowly started to lessen. She cleaned the tip of his shaft as she felt his scratch at the base of her ears, standing up slowly as her panting joined his. After a moment she felt him lift her up into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck as she kissed him. "So did I make my big puppy happy?"

Charley chuckled and wagged his tail lightly as he held her, moving over to sit on her bed. "Yes...yes you did." He leaned down to passionately kiss Tara, letting a hand stray to caress one of her furred breasts. He listened to her mew into his mouth as she pressed her breast into his hand, while he felt his shaft start to swell again. "So how did you learn how to do that?" He asked after she broke the kiss to stand up.

Tara smiled at his question, and winked at him as she popped a claw out from either index finger. "I've practiced sword swallowing and fire breathing since I was eight..." She bent back some and sliced the fabric of her jeans from the new tail hole around her firm cheeks and then down between her legs, before leaning forward. "Never know when a skill like that can come in handy." She sliced the denim away from around her glistening mound, before she tossed it onto Charley's muzzle. "I've always liked chaps..." She walked towards him letting her hips sway some, while she watched him lick his lips.

Charley smiled as he watched her get close to him, smelling the overwhelming amount of her aroused scent in the air. "Lords your beautiful..." he said as she climbed up into his lap, feeling her purr as his large shaft pressed against her stomach. He looked down as he felt he drenched nethers rub against his furred sheath, noticing the tip of his shaft was almost touching her ribcage. "Tara...you sure you can take me?" He asked with a worried tone in his voice, only to find himself shoved back on the bed as she kissed him passionately. His hands moved to caress her fur covered breasts and play with her hardened nipples, while he felt her soaked rub up the length of his shaft towards the tip.

Tara tried her best not to moan as she ran the folds of her sex up the length of his shaft, her purring increasing as their tongues intertwined. She felt the tip of his shaft part her folds and felt a moan tear from her throat, breaking the kiss as she tried to sit up some. She growled in frustration as his shaft pressed hard against her sex, not letting her do as she had wanted to. She earned a whimper from Charley as she got off of his lap and stood next to the bed, her mind set on trying something different. "Sit up...and scoot to the edge of the bed." She chuckled as she watched his wolfin head cock to the side, before smiling at him as he followed her instructions.

Charley watched in silence as Tara walked up to him and turned around, before he watched her straddle his legs. He caressed her rear as he helped her out by aiming his shaft for her drenched folds, knowing the virgin girl would need her concentration. "Reverse cowgirl...someone's been watching porn haven't they?" His wolfish grin was matched by her sly grin, only to have both wiped away by moans of pleasure as the tip of his shaft parted her folds. He resisted the urge to buck into her as he felt the tip of his shaft pressing against her virgin tunnel.

Tara started to rock her hips and purr loudly as she started to let her weight push his shaft into her. She moaned out in pain and pleasure as the tip popped inside of her vice like tunnel, rocking her hips as she tried her best to get the first three inches inside of her. She started to pant as she slowly stretched her insides over his engorged shaft, feeling his large hands on her hips steadying her.

That was when everything changed with a single text from Tara's Uncle. A loud ring rang out into the room as Tara's phone buzzed in her pocket, breaking both lover's concentration as the phone vibrated against Charley's hand. Tara lost her footing on the wood floor of her room at the same moment that Charley pulled his paw-like hands from her hips. Tara's full weight slammed her down onto Charley's shaft, making her cry out as she was suddenly impaled. Charley yipped as his shaft was suddenly and fully engulfed in her hot vice-like depths, while the tip of his shaft was squeezed by her cervix. They sat there motionless and panting for a moment before Tara pulled her phone from her pocket. After she opened the message she smiled to herself and ran her hand over her taught stomach, feeling his shaft buried deep in her depths. "Paul said he's a little tied up at the club..." She started to purr and gained a yip from him as her insides vibrated against his shaft. "He said he won't be home till after sunrise..." She tossed her phone to her nightstand before she slowly lifted herself on his shaft, stopping with only the tip inside her. She looked back at him in surprise as she felt him push her the rest of the way off of his shaft, worry engulfing her for a moment. "What's wrong?" She asked as he stood up beside her, only to find herself laying back on the bed after a light push. She landed with her legs spread and had just enough time to look up, before his wolfin maw wrapped itself around one of her breasts.

Charley suckled on her breast as he caressed the other with his paw-like hand, moving his legs between hers as he took aim with his hips. "I wanted to face you when we mated..." He said to her as he parted her folds with his shaft, loving the sound of her moaning out his name. He started to piston his shaft in and out of her stretched depths, slowly working himself deeper into her taught and now purring body. He started to pant as the tip of his shaft pressed against her cervix, only to feel her purring miss a beat as he ground into it. He leaned down and passionately kissed her as he felt his tip push into her womb, while his knot pushed up against her rocking hips as her legs did their best to wrap around his larger frame. He started to piston his hips again working himself back to only his tip, before thrusting back into her womb. Her purring increased as she started to buck against him, making him moan as she rocked her hips against his knot. He groaned as her purring vibrated her walls against his shaft, moving to prop himself on his elbows as his clawed fingers found her nipples.

Stars exploded in Tara's vision as an orgasm hit her like a train, moaning and mewling out in pleasure as her walls started to convulse and milk at his thrusting shaft. She started to purr again as his pace increased inside her convulsing depths, moaning as she felt the tip pass through her cervix with every thrust. She was speechless as she felt his swelling knot start to slam against her opening, while his heavy seed filled sack slapped against her furred cheeks. She managed to gain control of her self enough to meet his powerful thrusts with her own, feeling her breasts start to bounce as their mating took a more feral turn. She arched her back as his hands once again caressed her bouncing breasts, moaning out his name again as she felt his knot start to stretch her opening. "Ta...ti...tie....me..." She stammered out before his maw found hers again, her tongue intertwining with his as they panted into each others maw.

He hammered his shaft into her body in long hard repeated strokes, grinding his knot into her as he grew close to his release. After a moment he let out a yip as his knot stretched her opening enough to slip into her depths, pushing her over the edge again as he knot swelled and locked the two lovers together. His hands moved to hold her hips to his as her convulsing and purr vibrated walls sent him crashing over the edge into bliss. His sack tightened against his frame as he tilted his head back and howled, while below him Tara let out a fierce feline roar. Seed surged through his length and sprayed straight into Tara's womb, filling her to the bring and beyond as they writhed in ecstasy. After what seemed like an eternity the two lovers came down from the heights of orgasm and panted. Charley slipped an arm around her back and rolled over onto his, pulling her with him as gently as he could. He looked down in surprise as he felt her swollen stomach press against his own, smiling as he watched Tara do the same. "I don't think I've ever came that hard in my life...." He said as he fought off the darkness of sleep.

"Just wait till I'm in heat..." She kissed him as he leaned up to her. "Think my Uncle Paul will mind coming in here in the morning and seeing you?" She said as she curled her arms under her head, feeling the covers being swung over them.

"He shouldn't...after all he is screwing my sister" He smiled as he rubbed Tara's back. "By now I'm probably going to be an Uncle myself..." He trailed off as he heard her breathing get slow and deep, smiling as he wrapped his arms around his new mate. "Sleep well kitten." He slowly drifted off to sleep holding her lovingly in his arms, not a care left in his mind as his dreams were peaceful.

// i was going to try and double space this one, but the migrain that is brewing in my skull has made me rethink that one. As always comment, critisizm, and all that is welcome.