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Alrighty, part two. I hope you enjoy it.

As always, comments are appreciated and requested.

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Contined from 'The differences of life...'

Coming out of the pleasant fog of dreams, I drew in a breath of pure, wholesome air, cooled by the night breeze, and I allowed my mind to wake slowly for the first time in weeks. I could still feel Julianna curled up against me, her limbs draped across my body. The green and vibrant leaves of the aspen trees surrounding the secluded meadow where we lay whispered softly in the wind, sounding almost like falling rain, bringing with them a feeling of profound peacefulness, as if their quiet song was a lullaby, accompanied by the quiet hooting of owls and the distant sounds of other night-dwelling beasts. Everything in this place was so full of life, one couldn't help but feel good within the aspen forest. Though I myself did not pray to the goddess who governed here, I could well understand the attraction of that faith. I knew well the domain of Alarand, having wandered there for most of my life, and it was there that I felt most at home.

Every space in the meadows was filled with sweet smelling grass or patches of vibrant wildflowers. There were even flowers blooming in the night shadows, Moonsilk and Starflower and more that I didn't recognize, all plants that blossomed only at night, the moonlight reflecting brightly from their silver-grey and luminescent petals. The aspen trunks, silver in the pale light, were wrapped with green vines, every growing thing enhanced by the priesthood that maintained the sanctuary. Everything seemed to exude a feeling of peace and wellbeing, something that nothing could penetrate. It was a feeling that was so profound that the moment we had entered the aspen forest, I had resolved to find a way to return here one day, for it was a place where all creatures of good heart could find rest and peace, even if only for a moment.

Smiling, I looked down at the vibrant white fur of my love, brilliant in the moonlight and starlight, shining out in contrast to my own twilight grey from where she was curled against me. From the moment we had parted company with our companions, Julianna and I had run through the white trunks of aspen groves with wild abandon, reveling in the sudden freedom we had. It had been something that our companion spirits had been in full agreement with, abandoning seriousness for a few moments, frolicking in the sunlit forest like children, finally escaping the seriousness of being constantly on guard. We had been miles into the forest before we had so much as slowed down, and then we had wandered for a little while, hand in hand, taking in the sights and sounds of the wood, our passing not disturbing the inhabitants in the slightest.

And then, after hours of idle wandering, we had found this tranquil clearing, far from the settlement at the heart of Aspenhald and those that might object to our presence and we had lay down together, intending at first to rest only for a moment in each other's company. But then, as our elation had gradually calmed to warm contentment, the peace of the forest had descended upon us and we had forgotten our intentions in the warm sunlight of the golden afternoon. We had curled up together, our limbs intertwined, holding each other close. Then, with nothing but each other in our gaze, we had just drifted off, sleep stealing over us slowly, as if gently tucking us beneath its soothing surface. It was now clearly in the middle of the night, but I didn't really care. The sleep had been incredibly pleasant, and I felt more rested now than I could ever recall being, even the night after I had journeyed through Hell and back.

And yet, as I lay there, supremely comfortable, I found the wolf in me stirring, waking from its own rest. It too seemed rested, full of energy, but it was eager for something to happen, a feeling that I knew I had felt somewhere before. Although I couldn't place quite where I had felt that before, something worked its way through the blanket of peace that had descended on my mind, something that wasn't quite in tune with everything else. At first, I thought it was just my mate's scent, the earthy tinge to it intruding upon the perfume of the night-blooming blossoms that surrounded us. But then, I frowned slightly, for that wasn't quite it. There was something else there, though it didn't make me wary like when my instincts were warning me of danger. I didn't quite know what to make of it, but it was intriguing enough to draw my attention. Looking around the clearing once more, I found the thin crescent of moon to be high above us in the cloudless sky, marking it as being only slightly past midnight. Raising my head a little, I looked across the expanse of aspen trees that stretched off to the east. Off in the far distance, almost on the eastern horizon, the canopy of leaves glowed green, marking the carefully maintained camp fires that burned within the settlement, but that wasn't the source of the odd feeling.

Then, I looked down once more and felt a smile obliterate the last vestiges of the worry. Julianna had shifted a little in her sleep, her nose unconsciously nuzzling my chest, and with her white fur glowing so exquisitely in the moonlight, making her even more beautiful than usual, the image was enough to drive every thought and worry from my mind. We were both naked, having discarded our cloaks upon settling in the clearing, but that wasn't what had drawn my attention, though it certainly warranted consideration. My love's fur was quivering in the night, as if it were standing on end, and her nose was twitching slightly as if attempting to catch some scent that floated through her dreams. But, even as I looked on her sleeping form, she began to stir in my arms, slowly waking from the restful sleep that had taken us so easily that afternoon. And then, when her beautiful brown eyes opened, an odd thought began to circulate through my mind, though its significance went right over the head of my human self.

Julianna slowly looked up at me, and as our eyes met, I saw a change come over her gaze. It was as if her mind was only partly awake, a sort of half-present quality that signaled something to my wolf half, though it didn't deign to share with me what it was. But even so, upon seeing the look in her eyes, it slowly began to work its way into prominence within my mind, gently muscling me aside. Hesitantly, I let it take control of our body, unsure of what was going on, though it seemed perfectly certain, and besides, ever since I had earned its friendship it hadn't ever steered me wrong.

On the spirit's instructions, I began to gently stroke my lover's spine with my claws, making her shiver, ripples passing through her fur. She began to snuggle closer to me with every stroke of my paw, and I became aware that while she had always been warm, even before she had been transformed, now she was undeniably hot, giving off so much heat that it felt as if I was lying against a sun-warmed stone in the height of summer. If I didn't know for a fact that werewolves didn't get sick, I would have sworn that she had a fever. What was more, she didn't show any sign of being ill, besides the glazed look in her eyes. Then, as my hand returned to between her shoulders, she moved her head forward and our muzzles met in a tender kiss. And, in the warmth of that kiss, I forgot all about the heat coming from her body and the strange quality of her gaze.

I had always found her kisses to be sweet, but now, it was undeniably the most wonderful thing I had ever tasted in my life. As our tongues twined together in our mouths once more, I found myself tightening my grip on her as if afraid that she would vanish if I let her go and she clung to me just as tightly in reply, as if I was the only thing that existed in the world. For a long eternity, we kissed each other, holding one another close, everything else fading into the background. And then, when we finally broke off from the kiss for lack of air, I became aware that Julianna had been shifting while we were embraced until she was lying on top of me once more, curled up in my fur as if I were her bed.

We had pressed ourselves so close to one another that our fur seemed to blend seamlessly, grey merging into white in the dim light of the moon and stars. Then, without warning that her intent had changed, Julianna slowly straightened herself up so she was straddling my hips and I suddenly knew when I had felt my wolf spirit's eagerness before. Grinning, I reached out, caressing my lover's sides with my hands, sending shivers down her body and she slowly shifted in reply, scooting lower and lower with her hips, a seductive expression on her face as she did so. And then, as she shifted down a little bit further, I felt her slit rest against my sheath and I was surprised. If the rest of her was on fire, this was like the heart of a forge. What was more, she was already very wet, though we had done nothing more than kiss. Then, as her heat brushed along my sheath once more, obviously sensing what my mate quite clearly wanted, my penis instantly began to slide out of its furry home.

And then, as I felt my rod become stiff beneath her, I suddenly got a very strong impression that this time, it would be the height of wrong not to give in to our desires. Before, there had always been this part of me that, no matter how much I loved Julianna, how much I had desired her, had always felt that is somehow wrong for a werewolf to mate. But this time, all of me signaled that it was the right thing to do.

Giving me another seductive smile, licking her lips with the tip of her pink tongue, Julianna began to grind her hips against me, making my rapidly growing shaft slide between her labia, coating it with her juices, the incredible heat of her vagina going to work at something deep inside me, some hidden instinct, ancient and primal, waking at her unspoken command. And, as it woke and spread throughout my body, I felt a strange sort of tension come with it. Every time we had had sex before, I had felt this giddy sort of feeling wash through every part of my body, eagerness at the coming joining. But this was something deeper, something far more important. Every fiber of my body was soon quivering, urging me to love her, making my muscles quake as she teased me. I could actually feel her heart hammering in her chest as I caressed her, her swollen privates pulsing in time with every beat and I trailed my fingers yet higher, outlining her furred breasts with my fingers, gently teasing her nipples to erectness. Julianna let out a moan as I gently squeezed her chest, her grinding becoming more insistent by the moment and she grit her teeth, her body tensing, already riding the verge of a climax. Even being so close, she managed to continue the teasing motion for a few more moments, and then, panting with arousal, Julianna paused in her ministrations and straightened up once more, lifting her hips, positioning herself in a familiar pose.

Then, lowering her head slightly so her eyes shown out from within a strand of moonshadow, my mate reached down with a trembling paw and took hold of my shaft, by now almost sticky with her fluids. Then, almost torturously slowly, she guided the rigid organ upward, nestling the tip into her labia, her lips holding it in place as the very tip penetrated her heated passage. And then, after a moment's hesitation, she pushed downward very slowly, taking the first inch or so into her, shuddering with pleasure. Her eyes were squeezed shut and a grin that was very different from the one she usually wore was spreading across her features as she sank down another inch. With every small movement downward, she shivered and trembled, her panting breath speeding up. As for me, the heat of her crevice enveloping my member, slowly but surely engulfing my shaft was driving me right to the edge too, somehow every feeling amplified, as if I was feeling it for the first time. And then, finally, both of us panting, quivering with the sensation, she sank all the way down to the top of my knot. And there, she paused for a moment once again, drawing in a deep breath, the fur of her cheeks flushing pink.

And then, letting out a groan of pleasure, Julianna lifted herself up and then thrust down once more, beginning to build a slow rhythm that nearly sent me into convulsions, so intense was the sensations coming from our joined nethers. Moments later, I grit my teeth, biting my lip to hold myself back. Frantically trying not to go too soon, I sought around for something to help hold me back and, surprisingly the answer was currently riding me. This was the first time we had mated in our wolf forms and I noticed a difference at once. She was textured differently, the transformation changing her insides very slightly, her passage no longer quite silky smooth. I couldn't describe what it felt like exactly, but whatever it was just enough to keep me standing on the edge of the peak, even as the sensations nearly drove me over the edge.

Torn for a moment between seeking release and the instinct of wanting Julianna to go first, I warred with myself, my body giving involuntary upward thrusts while I tried to resist. But it was hopeless. I was going to peak soon and nothing was going to stop it, nor did I really want to try. Heaving an inward sigh, I abandoned my efforts of resistance and gave in. Feeling myself slipping on the edge of the climax, I thrust upward hard, trying to tie with Julianna before it was upon me, the instinct so powerful that I didn't even think of trying to stop it. But then, even as my knot strained at my mate's entrance, Julianna suddenly pushed down on my hips with her hands, stopping the motion instantly.

Looking up in surprise, I found her smiling down at me, the look having an almost cruel edge to it. Nevertheless, the look kindled bright flames in my chest and then, still poised on my shaft, she shook her head slowly and I suddenly understood her intention. Still moving slowly, she continued her rhythm once more, refusing to allow my knot into her. Sensing perhaps that I wasn't going to last much longer, Julianna thrust herself downward onto me with greater force, going to my knot but no further, and I grunted, barely managing to restrain the howl that threatened to burst from my throat, feeling my penis begin to pulse within her as I came, jets of warm seed flooding into her body. For a moment, Julianna seemed to have outlasted me this time, and then, all of a sudden, she clenched up on my shaft and gasped, shuddering as a climax washed through her, biting her lip, a low growl coming from her throat, a barest imitation of the howl that I knew she was about to utter.

We sat trembling for a moment, panting in the cool air, my knot pressed tight to her slit, keeping the werewolf seed inside her for the moment, and then she slowly leaned forward, pressing her hot fur against my chest, leaning in close for a kiss. As our muzzles met, my knot slipped a little and I felt the unfamiliar sensation of a trickle of warmth trail down my shaft, pooling on my sack. When we finally broke that sweet embrace, the warm afterglow swiftly dissipating into the night air, I looked at my lover once more, a questioning expression on my face, feeling wholly unsatisfied by her refusal to tie with me. And, seeing my look, she smiled mischievously at me, giving my nose a gentle lick and then pushed herself up from her position on top of me, my cum slicked member sliding from her as she did so, sticky trails of seed and her own fluids connecting us for a few moments. Pushing herself to her feet, she grinned at me, and then, her hips swaying seductively, Julianna walked slowly away from me, her tail swishing back and forth. At the sight, I felt something suddenly shift in my heart, a barrier that I had never known existed crumbling and the fire that had kindled within me suddenly spread, a fel heat quickly surging into every part of my body. My heartbeat began to speed up as the heat took hold and I felt my equipment suddenly stand at attention once more.

A sudden need filled my heart and I scrambled to my feet hurriedly, my body hunching forward as I rose from the meadow grass, assuming an almost animalistic stance as I got to my feet. And finally, a thought surged to life in my mind, filling every corner of my brain, blocking out everything else. We weren't done yet, oh no. This night was only just beginning. Looking up, my eyes eagerly watched the object of my affections turn towards me once more, leaning back against a tree, her arms crossed and her tail coyly blocking my view of her nethers for the moment. And then, with the seductive look on her face once more, still panting, her scent strong even from this distance, Julianna beckoned me to come towards her. My mind overcome by instinct, I obeyed without thought, walking towards her quickly. And then, as I came within a stride of where she was standing, Julianna let her tail fall back behind her, revealing that her glistening slit was still red with arousal, and as the instinct drove me closer to her, I realized that I could smell the earthy tinge to her scent once more, but it was much stronger than before, the scent of her bare sex somehow amplifying it. Then, when I was within arm's reach of the white werewolf, I felt my arms reach out and plant themselves on the tree on either side of her without my input, leaning in close, her enticing scent filling my nostrils, fueling the primitive flame that enveloped my mind.

As I came in closer, Julianna suddenly pressed herself against me once more, our muzzles meeting once more in a fierce kiss. And, as our tongues played tag between us, my arms shifted lower, taking hold of Julianna's thighs. Then, in one smooth motion, as if she weighed little more than air, I lifted her off the ground, pressing her back firmly against the tree and holding her there with my body. Obligingly, she wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me in close so our bodies pressed against hard against each other, my own keeping hers off the ground, my tip nestling at once into her crevice once more. Then, with a swift motion upward, I drove my member into her once more, all the way in this time, pushing even my half-formed knot into her.

Julianna gasped, her eyes wide at the sudden penetration and she clutched at me, her werewolf claws digging into my skin, her face alight with pleasure. Grinning fiercely, I withdrew my cock almost to its tip and then thrust back in, making her gasp sharply and my grin spread wider, the look mirroring the one she had worn while denying my knot. This was my turn to do it my way, and my hips starting to build up speed, driving into her forcefully again and again, even my ever growing knot not slowing me down very much. And then, as I thrust into her once again, lost within waves of elated pleasure, I felt her passage suddenly tense up just before my knot slid into her once again, the sudden increase in pressure stretching her tightly and I felt her jaws close on my shoulder, the mouthful of flesh muffling the howl that once again threatened to escape her as she climaxed once again, the pressure forcing her over the edge. But my wolf half wasn't done yet.

Gritting my teeth at the feeling of her teeth piercing my skin, my rhythm sped up, pulling the not yet formed knot from her, and then pushing it back in once more, her jaws tightening on my shoulder with every thrust, the warm venom in her fangs doing nothing to me. And then, even as I felt my own climax welling up within me, my knot almost to the point where I would have to tie with her or be stuck outside once more, I felt her suddenly peak again, a gout of fluid slicking her passage even more, letting my knot slide into her more easily despite its girth, a half moan, half howl again muffled by my flesh. I could feel Julianna's chest heaving against me, a passion she had never had before pressing her tight against me, grinding against my body. And then, even as I felt myself teetering on the brink, about to fall, I made the decision.

Still striving to make this a silent union, I thrust as deep as I could, my cock burying itself up to its sheath in her sopping crevice, the knot expanding suddenly, tying with her in a single moment, making her draw in a sharp breath. And then, holding myself deep in her body, I felt my balls contract to the base of my penis once more and I clenched my jaws tightly shut, grunting as a second wave of wolf seed surged into my mate's body, my knot doing what it was supposed to. Biting back the howl that would have accompanied my climax, I felt myself tremble as a wild explosion of pleasure and relief accompanied each pulse of my privates, my hips giving little involuntary thrusts in near perfect rhythm. But this time, my climax didn't seem to be stopping, more and more seed spraying upward into my mate, my knot stopping it from going anywhere else, filling every space in her privates.

And then, finally, after what seemed like a pleasant forever, I felt my member stop pulsing, the waves of pleasure subsiding back into the warm afterglow that had always accompanied joining with her, and at last, as her own climax faded, Julianna pulled her fangs from my body, sucking in a greedy breath of air as thin trails of blood slipped down into my fur. Already, the wounds were closing over, the wolf spirit's gift repairing the damage, and I tossed my head back, shaking a lock of hair out of my eyes, sucking in a cool breath of night air, looking up at the stars and crescent moon.

Still embraced tightly, Julianna's back pressed against the smooth aspen bark, we stood for a while, trembling as our bodies calmed down, the exertion of our union taxing even our strength. It took a full ten minutes for my knot to shrink enough for me to withdraw from her, and through that whole time, we didn't say a word or make a sound beyond sighs of pleasured satisfaction. And finally, when I was able to pull out at last, Julianna disentangled her limbs from my body and stood up on her own feet once more, slumping back against the tree. As I stepped away from my lover, reveling in the cool night, Julianna opened her eyes and I saw that they glazed quality was gone for the first time. But there was still something different about her, and it took me a few moments to realize what it was. The seductive look in her eyes had not faded away, and her scent was still as intense as it had been the whole night. What was more, the fel heat that had filled me had not abated, nor had the tension that had accompanied it. My body still felt like a coiled spring, ready to let go at a moment's notice.

And, as I looked at her, her altered scent began to lay its spell upon me once more, my member stirring itself into erectness once more. Seeing this, Julianna grinned, walking slowly past me back towards the center of the clearing, her paw trailing teasingly along my furry chest as she passed. I watched her go, my eyes glued to her brilliant form, which seemed almost to be glowing in the bright moonlight, memorizing every movement she made. Somehow, despite the intensity of our joining, despite the fact that we had already loved twice, my instincts still weren't satisfied. Julianna wasn't helping of course; everything, from the sway of her hips, to the delightful way her bosom bounced with every footfall, and the dance of her brown hair across her white furred shoulders seemed designed to entice me.

Her scent, now mixed with the spicy aromas of mating, filled every breath as she walked away from me. Still smiling seductively at me, the wolf woman knelt in the grass where we had slept, her back to me, looking back over her shoulder as I stood rooted to the spot. And then, ever so slowly, she leaned forward, going down on all fours in a languid stretch, lifting her tail and presenting her slicked nethers to me, the very picture of desire. I stood rooted to the spot, my poor overwhelmed brain unable to decide on a course of action, waiting for direction. Then, after a moment's hesitation Julianna flicked her tail in my direction, the motion unmistakably a come-hither order to the primitive thing that had taken me over so completely. I wasted no time complying with the order, hurrying forward so quickly I nearly stumbled.

When I was within an arm's breadth, I knelt behind her, my trembling hands finding their way to her back, just above her hips. Slowly, I ran my claws up the length of her body to her shoulders, tracing patterns in her white fur that disappeared as she shivered, her fur rippling. Then, scooting forward in the grass, I trailed my claws back down her sides, sending another shudder through my mate, making her arch her back, a broad grin on her lips. And then, mischief guiding my hands, I trailed my fingers down her rump, all the way down her legs to her knees, carefully avoiding her nethers, and she gasped quietly, groaning with pleasure, her hips jutting backwards towards me, the scent of her sex intensifying as I teased her.

But, as much as I enjoyed this, the primitive instinct wouldn't stand waiting for long and I relented to it, giving little resistance. Getting up into position, I cupped my body to hers from behind, my tip pressing into her entrance, my muzzle nestling into her long brown hair. And then, after taking a deep breath to steady myself, I pushed forward into her, just an inch, just the tip penetrating her hot slit. And, as she groaned, pressing her hips backward, drawing another inch into her, I got another surprise. Her crevice was as tight as it had been at the beginning of the night, as if she had never been knotted at all. I grinned as the answer came to me; apparently, werewolf regeneration extended to more than just wounds. When I eased another inch into her, my mate looked back at me once more, and as our eyes met, I knew we had come to the same conclusion. Grinning broadly at one another, our hips moved together, the same slow motion that Julianna had used the first time.

And then, finally, when I was hilted within her once more, we held still for a few moments, luxuriating in each other's warmth. And then, without any discussion, at the same moment, we moved apart, my shaft sliding from her, and with equal precision, we thrust into each other once more. And, despite, or perhaps because, we had already mated twice, the sensations of this third time were even more intense than before. Every single thrust loosed a groan from one of us, and very soon, we were both trembling, all our fur standing on end with electrifying pleasure. Then, panting with arousal, we began to speed up, thrusting into each other harder and harder as our climaxes approached. We both knew that this would be the last time for tonight, and somehow that made it all the sweeter. Very soon, my knot was straining at her slit with every thrust, and her walls were tightening, signaling that she was close as well. On instinct alone, we both sped up a little more until we were gasping as we loved, her white furred back arched against my grey chest. And then, with one last powerful thrust, I buried my shaft into her once more, my knot exploding in size, her walls clenching up on me at the same time, securely tying us together once again.

A growl built in my throat as I resisted my climax for a few torturous seconds, waiting for exactly the right moment. And then, like magic, at the very same moment, we tilted our heads back and cut loose, our impassioned howls filling the forest around us with sound. I felt my member begin to twitch inside her hot crevice, lustily spraying even more seed into my mate's already full womb, my knot forcing even more into the space, the odd sensation filling her exalted howl with even more passion. As the echoes of the howl faded away, we sucked in a deep breath, howling a second time, our voices filled with pure ecstasy and fulfillment, a proclamation of love that reverberated through the silver aspens. And then, at last, as the last echoes of our cries drifted into the night breeze, the our climaxes fading along with it, we stayed for a moment on all fours, trembling, our breaths coming in gasps. On instinct, my arms curled around Julianna, pressing her against my chest, our bodies almost perfectly entwined. And then, after a few more moments of that close embrace, Julianna turned her head, licking the underside of my muzzle, the wolfish kiss somehow acting like a signal to my body. As one, as gently as we could, we slumped over to the side, spooning in the soft grass. And finally, illuminated by the pale moonlight, my mate pressed against me as close as we could get, I felt a feeling of immense satisfaction fill me, the primitive something fading back into the recesses of my mind where it had slumbered.

And then, riding on the heels of the satisfaction, came a feeling of utter exhaustion, a drowsiness so complete that I thought for a moment that I would drift off immediately. But, even as I felt my mate's breathing become slow and regular as she fell asleep, my sleepy mind battled back the fog that closed in around it, taking note of a change in my mate's scent. The earthy tinge was fading from it with every moment, but in its place was something else, an ethereal something that I couldn't even begin to understand. All I knew was, upon detecting the change in scent, my heart gave a giddy sort of lurch and, as if something had given way inside, warmth filled my heart; a soothing, comforting warmth that was very different from the fel heat that had consumed me earlier. And then, even as the warmth washed through me, I felt all my thoughts spiral off into oblivion, the fog closing in on my sight once more. Surrendering to the sleep that beckoned from within the fog, I grinned, showing my fangs to the moon and stars, and at last, drifted off, a crescent of shadow curled against the brilliant white of my mate...