Little Red Wolf Original - 02
#3 of Little Red Wolf
Little Red Wolf - 02 - Finding the Beast
Deep in the heart of the forest was a great oak tree that was as gnarled as a dozen knobby knees. Beneath the tree's great roots was a small cave that was nearly invisible to the outside observer. Within, the great wolf's lair was as cozy and safe as the arms that carried Scarlett inside. The world seemed to be kept out by a supernatural force, not unlike its occupant. A girl could be herself without worry of what her family would think of her.
The great wolf set Scarlett in a bed of tanned deer hides. She was surprised to see here what would normally take human hands to accomplish and she began to wonder if her blue eyed brute was as intelligent as his eyes said he was.
"Who are you?" she asked him as he stepped away. He looked back at her and closed the distance between them. His sent filled her nostrils and caused her body to tingle with a new kind of hunger. He pressed his head to hers, filling her mind with his thoughts.
A thousand images of his life streamed into Scarlett's consciousness. He was a man once, but a terrible woman shredded his heart and left him longing for death's cold embrace. When this did not come, he fell into despair. Without any desire to stay in the world he knew he fled to the sacred places where the old magic still lived. There he cried out to Luna who heard his call. She blessed him with the mark of her wolf children and he began to feel life pulse through him once more. He was drawn by Luna to the wild and he could not bear to leave it.
First he ran alone and then with a pack. He felt he would run with them forever... then he met Scarlett. In her he saw the fire of wild passion. He felt a longing for her that he had not felt since leaving the human world.
Luna began to appear in his dreams. She told him that he would find himself here. He knew his longing would not allow him to be happy unless he was able to fill himself with that wildfire. He was unable to leave but his pack needed to move on. After a few months they left him. He made a lair for himself and he waited.
These woods became his territory and thus the land fell under his protection. This complicated things because the woods had already been the home of other wolf-beasts. They were not Luna's chosen children; they were vicious, mad things who were driven entirely by instinct. He had been tracking one of them when he found his wildfire again.
Scarlett came back to herself and looked lovingly upon her wolf. She knew who he was. She knew what he was. She wanted to be with him. She did not feel like she belonged in the human world either and she knew what she needed to do.
She had never thought of it before, most men in her village were such detestable creatures who only saw her as a thing to be owned like a horse or a chair. With her wolf, though, she felt she could give him her treasure. She removed her boots. Her wildfire would heal his wounds and make them one. She removed her belt of weapons and tools. Her wolf would never take advantage of her. The bow and quiver went into the pile of her things. He was worthy of her love.
Scarlett removed her blouse and put her hands over her chest. For the first time ever she was feeling a little shy. She had never touched herself in a matter that could be considered sexual and was nervous about having the experience at all. But her wolf needed her... and she needed him.
Slowly, she lowered her hands, exposing what she had never paid attention to until now. Her wolf watched and his body reacted accordingly. It frightened her because he looked much the other creature, but this was her wolf. She decided she would need to overcome her fear before she went any farther.
Shakily, she approached his warmth. She knew of the things that made a man a man, but she now felt a fascination and a curiosity that she needed to explore. Her trembling fingers touched him and immediately she became entranced at how he could be both smooth and rough, frightening but comforting, and hard yet soft. These paradoxes would be the first of many. As her calloused fingers traced his fine curves he twitched and let go a pleased sigh.
As Scarlett held her wolf, she felt the beating of his heart. It was like she was holding his life in her hands. She leaned forward and kissed him. She played in his fur and an intoxicating smell began to emit from his body. With it came his heat, surrounding her, warming her to the core.
Scarlett began to feel a strange animalistic desire not dissimilar to the one she felt when the other wolf-beast attacked her. The smell of his excitement was filling her with a similar need. Instinctively one hand moved along her body while the other glided along his. Much like when their minds had touched, Scarlett began to feel what her wolf felt.
Her wolf began to pant and strain under her touch, as he held back his own ravenous desires. She felt like pure fire to him and he was crushing a fist full of rocks with his claws as his little Scarlett tenderly discovered how this new chapter in her life began. He lay on his back as he felt old emotions well up inside of himself. He knew they could not leave this place until they had both satisfied their need. The difference was she did not know how to feed this hunger... but he did.
Scarlett became very excited as she felt her wolf's desire and soon his needs were becoming hers. As her nervousness was overcome, she pressed herself against his fur, and tasted him. She salivated, much like a predator. Her senses danced. Her mind swirled.
Her wolf whined as she sated her hunger. He had to grab fists full of his own fur to avoid seizing and breaking her. Though she was inexperienced she was ravenous and their bond allowed this need to pass between them. He felt himself tighten and then his body convulsed in glorious release.
As her wolf relaxed a little, she became wild and began to growl. Working quickly and roughly, she unbuttoned her prized pants and pulled them down over her hips. Tossing them into the pile of her human possessions, she leaped onto her wolf's chest and began to rub her body up and down his. Her sweat covered skin slid along his fur and covered her in his musk.
The wolf recovered his senses and wrapped his powerful arms around the ignited wildfire. Her muscles were strong, for her size, and his pheromones had worked her tense excitement into a blazing fury.
Clawed hands gripped Scarlett and pulled her to the maw of the beast. She fell into his waiting jaws and his teeth scrapped her delicate skin. Holding her in place with his lips, he began lapping her with his tongue. Scarlett seized the fur on her wolf's head, rolled her eyes back in her skull, and shrieked as he worked his magic.
She squirmed under the intensity of the sensation and scrapped herself on his mighty teeth. Blood from her wounds leaked into his mouth and mixed with his own salivations. The taste of the two of them caused a glorious rush that created renewed vigor in his soul. Scarlett screamed and pulled some of the fur from her lover's face. The action caused his jaws to twitch and she convulsed under the intensity pleasure and pain, tongue and teeth.
A roaring demon coiled up inside her let loose. She tensed every muscle in her body and then all of the fight left her at once. As she relaxed, her wolf carefully began to release her from his terrible jaws. He lifted her into the air and placed her gently onto the soft mattress of deerskins.
He looked lovingly upon her as she breathed deeply in fatigue. His teeth had punctured her skin. According to lore this meant she would become his mate. He felt this would be true whether she ran on four legs or two but he wanted to be sure. Moving to all fours he crawled to her and began licking her body clean.
Scarlett's world came back into focus as she felt the warm, wet, caress. It was wonderful being so carefully cared for. No other person in the world had shown her such affection. Her own family never cared for her much and she was no more than a nuisance or a trophy to others. She knew she would stay with her wolf forever... until death would they part.
Rising into a sitting position she kissed him right on his wolf muzzle. He gave her a lick and she giggled. She blushed suddenly as she had never done something so girly as giggle before. It felt good to do this for her wolf, though, so she allowed herself the pleasure. Playfully, she ran her fingers through his fur and felt they were making a mess of it.
"You're going to need a bath tomorrow," she told him with a smile. He nuzzled her in lighthearted understanding. Feeling playful she pounced onto her wolf and began to furiously scratch his ribs. Like a giant dog he fell to the ground, groaned, wagged his tail, and twitched his foot. Scarlett giggled some more and then moved up to vigorously scratch him behind the ears. Once again he growled like a satisfied dog and allowed her the freedom to roam and explore as she wished.
She began to scratch lower, to his shoulders, and then lower, to his ribs. She then moved to his stomach, hips, and then she moved onto the ground to get at his hind legs. He stayed there until she eventually stopped and draped her body over the top of him. He held her for a time then laid her back onto the ground.
Like the sly girl she had always been, she brought her hands up and began to rub his belly again. He enjoyed this and he did not notice where they were traveling. When she made contact he leaped and stood up on his hind legs and hands completely. As a wolf-man they were no longer the same length, though, and Scarlett thought this looked very silly. She curled up into a ball as she giggled uncontrollably. Her wolf used this distraction to maneuver himself over her and pin her to the ground.
Having regained the advantage, the mighty wolf-man began licking the girl in all of her ticklish spots. The giggling had already made her vulnerable to such things and she was unable to resist his advances. Once she was laughing so hard she could barely breathe, he stopped and wrapped her up in an engulfing embrace.
Her back pressed up against his chest and she cuddled him for a time. A tear of joy ran down her cheek. She only wanted one more thing. Looking between her legs, she saw the thing that all little girls are taught from birth to fear. She began again, bringing both of their desires back to life.
Scarlett arched her back and pawed at his fur. She hoped he would take her. Prayed he would make her his. He knew her needs.
With one arm still wrapped around her, for protection, he turned onto his hands and knees, straddling Scarlett, who was in a similar position. He was as gentle as the situation would allow, but a virgin must be breached before the real invasion can begin. Scarlett screamed when her virgin wall was punctured. Pleasure and pain had been mixing together all night and she was wondering if the two would ever separate.
Her wolf was aware of the breach and exerted all of his will to stop himself from going any farther. He knew she needed to come down off of the shock but he was surprised when she began pushing back against him so quickly.
As their bodies connected, they began to slip into each other's minds and hearts. They saw what the other saw and felt what the other felt. They lost all control but maintained a healthy rhythm because of their link.
Faster and faster they surged through the night. Hotter and hotter their bodies burned. The beat of their hearts galloped like a pack and thundered like a herd. Scarlett's body released like a deluge. Energy rolled through her and was felt by her lover.
He did not break his rhythm and soon she was graced by another spasm of joy. Her muscles were flexed and her blood pumped strongly. Only the magical walls of the lair kept her screams from being heard for miles.
Through their connection they felt the unbearable heat. It raged like a beast that had been caged for years. Scarlett both anticipated and feared this grand finale and pushed up against her wolf for support. She reached behind her and grabbed his fur, shaking with excitement as she felt the great explosion approach.
Like a chorus, both bodies raised their voices to the heavens, howling as they reached their peaks. Burning magma flowed and rushed through the source of their connection. And after the peak there was a fall, overwhelming and exhausting.
Scarlett fell into a fetal position with her new mate moving to the ground behind her. They did not break their connection. Tears filled their eyes as they ignored the future and forgot the past. All that was left was this moment. All that mattered was that they were together.