Secrets revealed(2): Desires
This story if Copyrite Denver Demchuk 2007
The week passed normally, for all the new knowledge and abilities I
had. Very little had changed, yet nothing was truly the same as
before. I could hear conversations 30 feet away when I wasn't trying
to, and more than double that when I was. Scents were easy to pick
apart, and I knew what each meant before I could put it into words.
The glasses I had needed before made everything blurr terribly, without
them, I could pick out the nose hairs of a teen-ager 80 feet away.
I was also very tired most of the time for no reason at all. I'd start
work feelign great and end the shift feeling as if I'd been dragged
behind a truck for a few miles. Every muscle was sore, and once I
thought I saw scales developing where my eyebrows were. Luckily, I was
able to gain control in time. And the weekends, I was usually too
tired to go out now. The dreams though...
The had returned, but were different, no longer maidens by the
riverside, now I stalked them in parks, watching their jeans move back
and forth over their thighs and growl with thoughts of the soft flesh
hidden. I would wait until I had a good chance of pulling them into
darkness then strike, tail whipping out to wrap around their waist,
hand covering the mouth, the other wrapping around her body, pinning
her arms. Taking her out of the city lights, Talons ripped away her
clothing, exposing her to my eyes, darkness no more hinderance than a
bright light, bare flesh urging my desires on. Biting deeply into her
neck, she struggled, trying to cry out, her body scents a mix of fear,
rage, and arousal, as if something like this had been a secret desire.
Blood flowed past my lips and up through the hollow fangs, cooling part
of the need I had. Her scent though...the arousal... Tail curled up
and rubbed agianst her inner thighs as she tried to close them, the tip
tickling her outer sex. A muffled moan passed through my fingers, the
eyes of my prey closing as the loss of blood and sensations confused
and made her forget the fear and anger she felt. My scent was strong,
and I knew that it had a calming effect on females, as well as
heightening their arousal. I pressed my hips aginst her own from
behind, my shaft already fully erect and throbbing quickly. Lifting
her up I'd ramm myself home, letting her scream all she wanted!
Next instant, I'd be sitting up in bed, wearing the clothing I had just
taken off and breathing hard, member rock hard in my jeans. For the
first few times, I'd ignore it, thinking that it was just coincidence
of the memories I now had, but after the thrid one, I tasted blood on
my lips.
Getting up after one such dream, I went into the living room, looking
at the clock. I had laid down at 8pm agian, feeling extreamly tired.
Now it was 1am. Turning on the TV, I was surprised to see a public
announcement being aired on every channel I went to.
"This is the third case of Rape reported in the last month. Again the
victim never had a chance to see the attacker, but describes him as
being quite tall and wearing snake skin gloves and clothing. She also
said that the assailent used some kind of drug to make it harder to
resist. If anyone has any information, please contact your nearest
police station."
I froze as the other details and faint sketches came in, adding masks
to some of the composits. The knowledge of what was really happening
started to sink in and I dreaded what would happen if they found out
the truth. The dreams were real, though I was not in control of them
at all.
"What have I become?" I whispered, looking at my hands. Someone
knocked on the door.
Quickly getting up, I moved to answer it as quickly as possible,
finding a young woman wearing a dark violet cloak standing before me.
Emerald corset covered her body, with a silver thigh length skirt and
black leather boots that stopped at the knees. "Can I help you?" I
asked, forcing my face to look calm. I smelled fear, uncertanty, and a
bit of arousal wafting up from my form. Dark hair fell out from under
her hood, down and around the edges of her breasts. Skin was pale,
eyes of ice blue gazing at me above a crimson smile.
"Actually, I was thinking that I might be able to help you, Sir. Might
I come in? It's very impolite to keep a Lady waiting on the doorstep,"
she commented, tilting her head a little. I could smell very little of
her beyond what I saw, besides amusment and even a bit of impatience.
Stepping back, I waited for her to enter and wondering who she was.
She walked into the living room but didn't remove her cloak as she
turned to face me. I leaned against the wall, crossing my arms and
waiting for her to speak. her smile grew and even a chuckle escaped
from her lips. So sweet in sound, not mocking but more like an amused
parent watching a child...
"I'm surprised to find one like you living in such a place, yet, it
makes sense. We felt your quickening but couldn't tell where you were.
Not until the reports of Rape started to come in," she said, pursing
her lips and looking me over. The comment made me stiffen against my
will, like being slapped with the truth. "Sorry, I..I didn't mean to
make you uncomfortable."
"Who are you, Lady?" I said in a low toned voice, getting ready to run
if the need called for it.
"One, such as yourself," she said, stepping closer. "Though, to judge
by your scent, not of the same race. We are very lucky that humans
have a very poor sense of smell, otherwise they could have followed you
back here as easily as I have..." Her fingers reaching up to unclasp
the cloak and let it fall from her shoulders. More smooth creamy skin
was revealed to my eyes and I stared long enough to feel the pangs of
desire growing in my loins before looking away hurridly, breath picking
up a little. Musk filled the air as my body continued to react to her
presence. "I thought as much. She awoke you without teaching control
..."
"What-what do you mean?" I gasped, shifting my position as my member
pressed uncomfortably aginst the inside of my jeans.
"You dream of raping women and drinking their blood, do you not? These
dreams are memories of what the dragon part of your mind desires. The
pleasure of flesh, the blood to sustain the height of passion," she
told me moving closer. Her fingers touched my neck and I shivered, so
cool to the touch they were, the sensation flowing through me and
calming my arousal. "What is your name?"
"Draven..." I whispered, closing my eyes and concentrating on the feel
of her touch. Her fingers gently turned my face to look at her as she
smiled.
"I'm Rionel Farwalker, of the Lycanthrope clan. I've been sent to find
and teach you to control your desires, Draven," she said, moving her
hands to caress my cheek before kissing gently. Letting out a low
growl, I fought to keep my hands at my sides, eyes closing. Rionel
pulled me over to the couch, pushing to sit upon it and slowly moving
her hands to touch various points of my body, ever so lightly. Yet
each touch made my blood thunder within my veins, member hardening
quickly again as she enhanced my senses even further. I gripped the
cushion, biting my lip, head back as I tried to fight the sensations.
"Don't fight what you feel," she whispered, jasmin scent filling the
room with her own, both becoming more powerful with each moment.
Gentle hands caressed my inner thighs, moving ever so close to my
erection yet never touching it. "Your Dragonic self feeds off of them,
gathers them and then finds a way to make them a reality when you're
asleep. It's own desires also come out at that time. You must accept
both in order to gain control and harmoney..."
Her words held a hypnotic quality and I listened, feeling myself
shifting form ever so slightly. Thoughts of everything that had
happened the last couple of weeks came back. How I viewed the women I
worked with, most of them quite attractive and the supressed thoughts I
had about them, and others I saw on the way home. I never even wrote
about the fantasies I had, choosing to keep them hidden away, where I
thought they could do no harm. Now, they were causing something far
worse to happen. They gave a creature inside of me access to the real
world in ways that had caused both pelasure and emotional pain.
Words fell away as she started removing my clothing, exposing my flesh
to the cool air of the room and her searching hands. My shaft throbbed
before her, fully erect and throbbing quickly as I tensed, her fingers
caressing the base. Groaning, I shook my head, trying to pull back a
little...
I paused upon seeing Dravens member throbbing before me, not expecting
a dragon to be so well endowed. Rumors from others that had met up
with his Kin suggested as much yet...
Shaking my head, I decided to continue, smiling a little at the thought
of how pleasing this was going to be. Bending forward, I kissed his
shaft, wrapping a few of my fingers around it and lightly stroking it.
He gasped, arching back, hips driving his member through my fingers and
sending a small squirt of pre into the air before me. I licked it off
where it fell and tranformed my own form. The hairs on my skin growing
a little longer and thicker than any humans, face elongating to form
snout as ears moved back and up towards the top of my skull, growing
pointed. The corsetr was getting a little tight so I undid the buttons
and stood up to let it fall to the ground, along with my skirt,
reavealing my smooth furred form. Athletic build, my breasts were not
that big but still perk, my nipples already stiff from the sight of
Draven and his musk as it filled my nose. Kneeling back down, I kissed
the head of his shaft, tasting even more and growling a little as my
own desires came into play.
Feeling her lips upon my member was almost too much, causing me to
squirm a little. Reaching down, both hands running through her
hair,one gripping a handfull while the other returnd to the cushion,
claws digging into the fabric. My tail wrapped around her waist, the
last foot and a half moving up far enough to squeeze her right breast
lightly. Soft furred fingers started pumping me slowly as her lips
parted to take me in, making me bite my own as the warm moist feeling
sent me to new heights of arousal. Balls grew hot with cum and tingle
a little. Rionel pulled back, stopping a moment to look up at me as I
opened my eyes. Her wolfish grin brought out my own smile as I felt
her soft grey fur rub against me. I pulled her up to stand before me,
tail letting go of her waist, kissing her neck. My hands, both the
size of dinner plates, lifted her higher as I turned around. It was my
turn to kneel as I set Rionel down upon the back of the couch, kissing
my way from her neck to breasts, pausing to lick her nipples briefly
before going even lower. Growling, she wispered encouragement, placing
her feet on my broad shoulders and exposing her already dripping sex.
Nuzzling her inner thighs, I licked tentativly at her slit, feeling her
tense and give a low whine of pleasure. Reaching up to part her lower
lips, I ran my toung along it, tasting her juices, growling, trying to
get as much of them as I could. Rionel reached down and grabbed my
center horn, pulling my lips closer, pressing them against herself as
she lifted her hips slightly. My forked toung dove deep into her,
curling back, and rubbing agianst her G-spot as lips pressed against
her clit. I let myself go, all my desires coming to the surface at
once, doing everything I had ever dreamed of doing to a female to make
her hot and cry out for more. Yanking my head back suddenly, I saw her
panting, eyes glazed slightly, breasts bouncing with each breath she
took.
Holding him there, I tried to get ahold on myself, sex already starting
to quiver. Gods I needed to feel him inside of me, I wanted him so
badly, my slit open and hot for him. Gesturing for him to stand up, I
turned around and raised my tail, looking behind me to see Draven get
ready to mount me. His hands grasped my hips as his 10 inch shaft slid
between my legs, rubbing agianst the outside of my slit. Reaching
underneath me, I grasped holf of his maleness and slid the head into my
sex, whimpering at the size as it penetrated me slowly. I felt him
lean over me, left arm wrapping around the front of my body, gripping
my right shoulder. I pushed back a little then was thrust forward
without warning, crying out as he thrust from behind, Dravens large
shaft stretched the walls of my sex to the limit. He pulled back a bit
before going very deep, then very slowly drove himself back in, filling
me completely as I felt his hips press against my own.
She gripped the couch both hands, head back, whimpers and yips of
pleasure escaping her muzzle. I settled into a rhythm, thrusting deep
and hard, nearly forcing her aginast the head against the wall. She
moan and bucked against me, squeezing her muscles, trying to bring me
to climax, unrelenting. Grinding the head of my shaft deep, I tensed,
feeling a cool rush start through my body as she suddenly orgasmed,
bringing me over the edge as well. Our crys mingled as she drenched my
shaft and I her tight hot sex as her body quivered, milking me for all
I had. Laying my head next to hers, I panted, slowly moving to sit on
the counch and pulling her with me as blissfull sleep approached. This
time, I held onto her, vowing to make sure that she would stay with me
past tonight.....