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Finding a Mate – By Macabre Dragon

Alexander Thompson took a deep breath as his grey Sedan rolled up the remaining few feet of the gravel path. He turned the wheel to the left and eased his foot off the pedal. The tires crunched over the tiny rocks before coming to a slow stop underneath a heavy canopy of branches, the lines of trees surrounding the vehicle on either side as the forest stretched on for miles all around.

It was a beautiful, sunny day. Bright, mid-afternoon sunlight streaked through the blanket of branches to hit the polished metal of his car. When he finally killed the engine and opened the door, he stepped out into a pleasant breeze that tickled his face, the same air that rustled the foliage around him and gave noise to an otherwise silent and solitary place.

With a sigh of contentment, he opened up the back, picked up his bag and made his way up the rest of the path toward the bleak, wooden cabin waiting for him ahead. He wasn't expecting much.

His eyes scanned the woods to either direction as he made his way up. His boots crunched into the path with each step, announcing his presence to the darkened windows and the silent, foreboding structure that was to be his home for the next few days.

When he got closer however, he found that the cabin was actually surprisingly well-kept. Although nobody had been up here in years, (that he knew of), it seemed as though the place had been prepared for a visitor. The wooden porch looked clean and swept, whereas the wooden shingles looked dark and healthy, completely absent of leaves and grime, while the gutters were shining white and empty of dirt.

He paused to regard the odd features for moment, before shrugging and moving to the door. He carefully lifted the iron latch and turned the handle before pushing inwards, finding a heavy resistance to his efforts before he eventually shoved it free.

The door swung open with a loud, creaking whine. He looked around the interior as light from the outside shone in, revealing a single room filled with furniture, a bed, and a kitchen in the far corner.

As with the outside, the inside of the cabin was quite clean. The floor consisted of a lighter shade of wood, backed by matching furniture covered in linens of a plain, brown fabric. A table surrounded by chairs were directly to the right by the open window. A good-sized bed with a plain, white mattress sat in the corner to the far right. It was absent of pillows, but it was hardly a complaint worth dwelling on when he had expected so much worse. The mattress remained a solid white, and looked suitable to sleep on, though he would need to give it a closer inspection for critters or insects.

He moved inside and placed his pack on one of the chairs, walking around to the kitchen. It was a sadder state, with only a small cooler in the corner, and a small wooden counter with empty shelves and drawers.

He lets out a sigh. It was better than he was expecting, which was good. Regardless of the state, he didn't need to last him long. He might not be staying for long, as he didn't know if the inhabitants of this forest would let him.

The rumours of werewolves in this part of the world were, he knew, much more than just rumours. The massive beasts lived deep in these woods, separated from society and living in seclusion. How they first came to be was still unknown. Some would argue that they were humans once, met with some foul curse long ago that spread to others as their bestial, aggressive nature forced them to attack, infecting women and men alike. The fairy tales and grim, horrible stories of people getting mauled out in the woods, livestock disappearing in the night, and howls deep in the dark that carried a hint of desperation and loneliness, enough to send a shiver down any listener's spine.

Fear of the giant wolves had led many to assume the worst. Alex however, wanted to prove everyone wrong.

Alex knew that there was more to these werewolves than people were willing to admit. The fear of the unknown had led many to assume these beasts were the boogeymen of the forest, and little more than territorial animals that would kill you if they got the chance.

This however, was not the case. This place had been put here for a reason, and the humans that had once been here had a purpose.

He intended to resurrect that purpose once more.

The cabin was built during a time where people shared his curiosity. There were once humans like himself, who wanted to know more about the werewolves deep in these woods. There was limited contact at first. Hesitation and fear on both sides made progress slow, though eventually there was regular communication between the wolves of the forest, and the small groups of humans venturing forth to learn more. Once it was discovered that there werewolves were willing to talk, more people came forth, wishing form relationships and gain the trust of beasts living deep in the woods. The cabin was built for people wishing to stay, and the path towards eliminating misunderstandings between werewolves and humans was sought by all.

There was a point however, when it all went wrong.

The details were unclear on what happened. For that short-lived beginning, it seemed that everything was going well. Then, one day, the werewolves were unwilling to allow the humans on their territory any longer.

The people staying in the cabin were kicked out and banished. The once peaceful wolves had turned aggressive and angry. Their snarling words and threats removed all from their initial hope. Everyone left, and any hope of progression and peace between the two species was lost.

The rumours began to take the front of human opinion since that fateful day. They really are savage beasts, they cannot be reasoned with. Go into the woods, and you'll never come back!

Fear of the unknown came back to all. Those who lived nearby stayed away, while the rest of the world scoffed at the idea of giant werewolves prowling the woods. What once had a hope of being explained returned to the grim fairy tales and misunderstandings. All progress had been lost.

That was years ago. The modern world had lived on, content with ignoring the possibility of intelligent, half-human, half-beast creatures living in the woods. He was intent on bringing the peaceful side of them into the light. If the world didn't want to accept them, the least he could would be to accept them himself.

After his first round of the interior, Alex propped the door open with a rock and dragged one of the wooden chair out onto the porch. He set it down close to the edge of the stairs, planting it firmly on the dark wood. He grabbed a warm bottle of water from his pack, sat down on the chair, and waited.

He cupped a hand to the side of his mouth and bellowed: “I know that you can see me, and I know that you're out there," he paused, allowing the echoes of his voice to fade into the trees. “My name is Alexander Thompson. I don't wish to keep my presence a secret, and I don't wish to trespass: I only wish to talk. If you can hear me, please come visit me. I'll be waiting."

He dropped his hand and looked down at the bottle.

He didn't think it would be long before he had company.

---

Alex was asleep on the mattress when he heard a loud scratching at the door.

His eyes shot open. The sun was just heading down beneath the trees, casting the interior of the cabin in a low, blood-red glow. He quickly got to his feet, his breath catching in his throat as another, audible scratch dragged down the front of the door.

He did his best to relax, exhaling and slowly making his way forwards. He knew his every motion would be detected; there was no sneaking up on these wolves. He didn't want to surprise them, or give them reason to go on the defensive. If they were going to hurt him, he wouldn't have been given the courtesy of a knock.

He waited a few moments, before slowly opening the door.

Despite his mental preparation for who might be visiting, he couldn't stifle a gasp as he found a massive, muscular canine crouched low on the front of his porch.

The werewolf was huge. Even crouched and sitting back on its haunches, the large muzzle reached the top of his head. The red light of the sun outlined the ragged fur of the beast's body, casting a light glow around the canine's shape while leaving the middle deep and dark. Heavyset limbs and toned muscles were evident beneath the werewolf's fur, lending the creature a predatory grace that made Alex quite… impressed.

“Hello, human," the she-wolf said.

Alex didn't respond for a moment. The tone of her voice was unmistakable. His first visitor was female? He hadn't expected that. Normally a stranger would be treated with suspicion, which in his mind would justify the visit of at least two or three males to put him in his place.

But, he supposed, this one could also send him packing just as easily.

“Hello," Alex answered, trying to hide his nervousness. “My name is –“

“Alexander Thompson, I heard you," the werewolf answered. “As did many others. It has been a long time since we've had a human visit us in these parts." She tilted her head, staring at him curiously.

Alex forced himself to relax. The she-wolf's voice was deep and bestial, yet carried a hint of feminine qualities in tone and pitch. From the way his new guest was tilting her head and flicking her ears to point at him, he knew that she intended him no harm. She simply wished to know why he was here.

“Yes, I know, which is why I didn't want to cause any suspicion by trying to hide my arrival," Alex said. “Besides, it was always my intention to speak with you and your kind. That's what I came here to do."

The werewolf blinked once, hiding her yellow eyes for a brief moment. “For what reason did you want to speak with us?"

“Well… it was my intention to hopefully learn from each other," Alex answered. “To speak with you and your kind once more, and get of this fear and suspicion that we share."

“The fear and suspicion is yours alone, Alex," The wolfess said with an amused smile, flashing her fangs. “Our kind already knows much about you."

Alex had to use all of his power to suppress a shiver. “You're right about that, I have no doubt."

The werewolf let out an amused growl and raised a claw to idly scratch the side of her neck, placing the conversation on a brief pause.

Alex watched long claw with a mixture of fear, and admiration. This was going well so far, if he'd put the werewolf in a relaxed enough position to deal with itches. It allowed him a moment to study her some more, looking down at the curved claws of her footpaws digging lightly into the wood of the cabin porch. His eyes slowly trailed up her hunched, muscular body, until he was once again focused on her muzzle.

“I like you, Alex," The wolf answered. “I know we've skipped the usual pleasantries for this visit, but you must understand that we view humans with suspicion. I appreciate your honesty." She cast her eyes down to the human's feet studying him for a moment, before meeting Alex's gaze again. “It must be quite brave for a small human such as yourself to make the journey here, knowing there are wolves in the woods watching your every step."

Alex smiled. “Well, some would call it brave, others stupid."

“Only stupid if you came here intending harm, which you clearly did not," the werewolf answered. “You carry no weapons, and you seem genuine in both yours actions and words." She gave him another, small smile. “My name is Viarra."

“Well, it's nice to meet you, Viarra," Alex responded. “Would you…um, like to come in?"

Viarra poked her head closer, giving a tiny sniff before leaning back on her haunches once more. “I would prefer if you came outside. I don't wish to get fur on the furniture." She turned and crawled off the porch without waiting for an answer, her claws clicking along the wood before pacing across the ground with a predatory silence.

“Oh, I wouldn't mind. Are you sure?"

Viarra looked back, hesitating. “I would also be more comfortable out here. This cabin was not built for one of my size."

Alex looked after her for a moment with a raised brow, finding the comment rather odd. He then shrugged and then followed behind, stepping off the porch to walk into the clearing. He walked over to the side to ensure that the light was casting on Viarra's side. He got his first good look at her, his eyes looking her body up and down.

Viarra was coloured in a marble pattern of black and brown fur. Her face was mostly black, besides the tufts of brown fur on her ears and the splotches along the front of her muzzle. Once she was in the clearing, she lifted herself up on two legs and stood high into the air, looking down at Alex with a relaxed expression.

Alex allowed himself a moment of further study once the wolf revealed just how tall she really was. Viarra must've been at least nine feet tall when standing at her full height, which only made him all the more aware of his inferiority in strength. He swallowed nervously, and instead gave her a reassuring smile. “Well, you are right about one thing, I don't think that the cabin was built with you in mind."

Viarra grinned. “Of course not," she replied. “I wouldn't have minded of course, but I would be more comfortable out here."

“Yes… of course."

“Also, I could see you squinting at me with the light in your eyes," Viarra answered, tilting her head with amusement.

Alex laughed, his nervousness fading away somewhat at the werewolf's expression. “Yes, that wasn't too comfortable, I must say."

“I thought so, a predator notices these things. Now, tell me, Alex, you mentioned that you were here to speak with our kind because you wished to re-kindle the relationships we had before?"

“Yes, that's true."

“And how did you imagine doing this, exactly?"

Alex scratched the back of his head. “Well, I'm not sure entirely. I wanted to learn more about your kind before I made any sort of proposal. There is so little known about you Viarra, and most of what we do know is shrouded in people's fear. I only knew of the efforts here beforehand, and hoped that we could continue from there."

Viarra's expression grew sad for a moment, her eyes filling with concern. She crossed her arms in oddly, human-like posture, her tail swishing to the side with unease. “I would be happy to, but… it would be best not to mention that to others if they come around, Alex," she said. “The last time our people spoke with humans, it didn't end well."

“I know about that as well, but the details aren't very clear on our side," Alex answered. “All I was able to discover from my few sources is that the humans here were kicked out, never allowed to return." He cast a quick glance over at the old cabin, his eyes wandering over its musty exterior. “I was told that…"

Viarra's ears perked up at the pause. “You were told what, Alex?"

“I was told that it was unprovoked," Alex answered, choosing his next words carefully. “That it was in your nature to… well, not share any territory for long."

Viarra raised her brow. “Are you telling me that humans think our actions were unwarranted?"

Alex nodded.

“Well… I suppose that would depend on the wolf you asked," Viarra said, nodding. “I for one never thought it was a good reason, but I think this is a conversation we should leave for another time. Her ear flickered in thought before she looked down at the human once more. “This is all the humans know?"

“Yes, that's all I was able to get out of anybody."

“I see. And nobody told you otherwise?"

“No, but I thought it rather odd," Alex said, putting his hands back down leaving them at his sides. “I'm not the only one with questions, or doubts as to what exactly happened here. I am however, the first one to come here to try speaking with you since that happened."

Viarra smirked, her tail swishing in amusement. “Well, you'd be wrong there. I have spoken with two other visitors, both human."

Alex raised his brow. “Oh?"

“Yes, the first I visited during the night, which was probably a… terrible idea, in hindsight. He ran screaming back down the trail, and I never saw him again."

Alex couldn't help but chuckle. “He might not've actually expected there to be werewolves."

“It certainly seemed that way," Viarra answered with a light growl of amusement.

“And the second?"

“I visited him here, in this very cabin, though I also had a few of my brothers at my back as well," Viarra said. “They were… concerned for my safety, which was really more insulting than you could possibly imagine, thinking that a tiny human could do anything to me." She huffed, before looking at Alex with realization. “Oh, sorry."

“I'm not offended, I don't blame you for feeling annoyed," Alex said with a smile. “What happened?"

Viarra nodded before continuing. “It was a small group of people really. All very young, I think here on a dare of some kind… if I know humans well enough. They were shaking with fear the whole time, obviously frightened out of his wits," she said. “When we came back the next day, they were gone."

“Clearly not prepared for werewolves either," Alex said.

“Clearly," Viarra responded. “Though you are different, aren't you?" She sniffed the air for a moment, taking a small step forwards. “Afraid, yes, but relatively well-collected."

“Um… thank you, I guess," Alex answered, scratching the back of his head.

“You didn't know what happened before all this, before your kind became fearful of coming into the woods," Viarra continued. “This is troublesome, but learning the truth is why you are here, correct?"

“Yes, that, and learning more about you if possible," Alex responded.

Viarra hummed in thought, which sounded more like a rumble than anything else. Her ears flickered as she stared off into the woods, her gaze lost in thought. After a few moments, she looked back to Alex, nodding her head.

“Stay in the cabin for the night, and don't leave it," Viarra said. “I'll return to the rest of my kind and inform them of your purposes for being here. I'll come back in the morning to tell you of our decision."

Alex nodded in agreement. “Alright, I'll stay inside."

“Good, I'll be back," Viarra said. She then turned, moving into a crouch before bounding into the woods, her muscular form taking off down the path before vanishing into the woods with hardly a sound.

Alex waited for a moment, staring off after her. That had gone better than he could've ever hoped. Viarra seemed nice, and willing to negotiate with her people on his behalf. He didn't know what to expect, or whether or not the wolves would permit him to stay, but it was a great start. He still wondered what could've happened all those years ago: when the humans here were first banished from staying anywhere near.

Hopefully, in time, Viarra would tell him the truth.

He turned and walked back inside the cabin, excited for what the morning could bring.

---

It was the following morning when Viarra returned.

“We've agreed to let you stay for the next few days if you wish," Viarra said, crouching low on the porch once more. “And I'm to accompany you."

Alex breathed a sigh of relief, a well of excitement rising in his chest at the werewolf's announcement. “That's wonderful news," he said. “I'm happy they're willing to talk." A smile came across his face as he noticed the wolf's tail wagging slowly from side to side.

“Yes, eventually I'm sure," Viarra responded, giving an uneasy grin. “They can let you stay, but… they want you to stay here. I'm to be your guide while you're here, but I don't know if they'll let you come deeper into the woods."

“Oh," Alex answered, his excitement somewhat diminishing. “I thought… nevermind." He paused once more. He watched Viarra's tail stop wagging as his disappointment was evident. “I thought I would be able to meet more, but there's still mistrust it seems."

Viarra looked solemn, and nodded. “Yes. They never talked to you like I did, so they don't really understand," she said. “I can stay here with you though, and answer any questions you might have."

Alex nodded, a smile coming across his face once more. “Sure, that sounds good to me."

“I can come in now if you want."

With a small laugh, Alex stepped aside, gesturing for his bestial guest to step inside the cabin. Viarra returned the smile and prowled in through the door, ducking her head low and flicking her ears down. She moved into the center of the room, her claws ticking on the wooden floor.

Alex closed the door lightly and moved into the sitting area. He looked at the large wolfess, who looked all the more larger in the tiny interior. She sat on her haunches in the middle of the room, her tail flicking expectantly. If Alex didn't know any better, Viarra seemed… nervous.

That was odd.

“Are you comfortable?" He asked.

“Oh yes, I'm quite fine," Viarra answered with a smile. “Would you like to find a seat?"

Alex gave a brief nod, before grabbing a chair and pulling it over to sit in front of the massive werewolf. He relaxed in front of her, pulling out a notebook and a small, cardboard box from his pack.

Viarra tilted her head, sniffing curiously. “What is that?"

“This my notebook, which I'll be writing in," Alex responded, before lifting up the cardboard box. “And this is a game of chess."

“Chess?"

“Yes, have you heard of it?"

“No."

“Yes, well, it was just a thought," Alex said. “It's a game that humans play sometimes, and I thought that maybe it would be good to… well, nevermind." He set the box down next to him. “I also have a deck of cards, but if that doesn't interest you then I'm sure we can do other things."

Viarra's tail wagged slightly. “Teach me chess."

Alex smiled, and lifted the box onto his lap. “Alright," he said. “I think it would be best to move to the table then."

---

Alex spent the next few days in the company of his new werewolf friend. As agreed, Viarra accompanied him throughout the day, spending long hours with him in the cabin to play games, or to speak of her life in the woods with the other wolves. It didn't take her long to pick up the rules of chess, and after a few hours she was as every bit crafty and skilled as he was in winning, despite having the added difficultly of picking up the tiny pieces in her large paws without disrupting the board.

Although he was unsure of a werewolf's interest in human games, Viarra seemed as every bit curious about himself as he was of her. When they weren't occupied with games, they would spend long hours roaming in the woods, speaking with each other and taking turns asking questions. Mutual interest served Alex's purposes greatly as he felt perfectly safe in asking her anything, and it only served to further their relationship and progress their trust forwards.

Whenever they roamed however, he was never permitted by Viarra to head north. Always, they would round the back of the cabin and travel in the opposite direction. His werewolf companion would always be watching as they left, nervous about something that he couldn't quite place.

When night came, Viarra would leave him and return to the woods, promising to come back in the morning. The cabin was quite comfortable, and he had no problems sleeping. Even with his new friend gone, he could still smell her scent within the interior of the cabin: a heavy, bestial scent that seemed to permeate in the air.

He also began to notice his clothes and the furniture were becoming covered in strands of wiry, brown fur. Viarra had been correct it seemed, in knowing that she would shed everywhere.

On the third day, Viarra took him on a new path through the woods. He followed her at a small jog. Even though the werewolf remained on two feet, her long strides along the forest floor forced Alex to increase his speed to keep up. He didn't like to lag behind when he could feel her eyes on him.

After a short break from the path, Viarra took Alex's hand in her massive paw and lead him through some bushes. They stepped around a tree together and ended up next to a beautiful pond. It couldn't have been more than twenty feet across, with only a small trickle of sunlight shining through the encroaching branches overhead. The water was enshrined with thick bushes on every side, leaving only a small bank for the lone occupants to stand.

Alex looked around and whistled low. “Oh wow, its beautiful Viarra."

Viarra smiled, letting go of Alex's hand as her tail gave a satisfied wag. “I'm glad you like it, Alex," she responded. “I've known about this place for a while, but never really brought anybody here before."

“Oh, why is that?"

Viarra gave a very human-like shrug. “Nobody has been worth it so far."

“Huh…" Alex said, rather dumbly. He hadn't been expecting the compliment, especially from his new friend. They had been getting along wonderfully for the past few days, though he was unaware that he'd made such an impression.

“Well, thank you," Alex continued, renewing the enthusiasm in his voice. “This place truly is wonderful. I've never seen such a pretty spot."

Viarra smiled, nodding her head. Her tail slowly wagged from side to side, before growing still as they stood in silence.

Both human and werewolf stood on the bank, listening to the sounds of nature all around them. Foliage rustled as wind brushed through the thick woods, casting ripples on the pond that faded as they hit the bank. Distant birds chirped, while a single frog croaked among the thin reeds on the far side, disappearing with a small splash. Alex looked up at Viarra, who gave him a nervous smile.

The werewolf's behaviour seemed odd.

“Are you alright, Viarra?"

The werewolf tilted her head and flicked her ears towards Alex. “Of course, what makes you say that?" She asked.

“Well, you just seem a little… nervous about something," Alex said, seeking to discover the reason for the large canine's unusual behaviour. “Is there something on your mind?"

“No, I'm fine," Viarra answered, her tail wagging slightly. “I've just never shown this place to anyone before."

Alex raised his brow. “Not even any of your pack mates?"

Viarra shook her head. She strode to the edge of the pond, her footpaws making large imprints in the soft earth. “This has always been a place of solitude for me," she said, settling into a low crouch by the water's edge and idly trickling her claws through the shallow water. “I didn't ever feel the need to share this with anyone, until you came along."

Alex paused for a moment, watching the giant wolf crouch down by the edge. The wolf's words suggested an affection for him that he didn't expect, and he felt excited by the prospect of being allowed to visit a place so precious to his newest companion. He moved forwards to stand by the wolfess, looking out into the water.

“I'm happy you did show me, Viarra," he said. “This place is very beautiful. It's peaceful and quiet, and really allows you the time to think." He looked over at her. “Is that what you come here to do? To think?"

“More than that, sometimes," Viarra answered.

“Such as what?"

“Sometimes, to get away," she said, her eyes never leaving the middle of the pond.

They stood in silence for a moment after that. Alex looked curiously at his companion, feeling a small pang of sympathy for her in that moment. He could detect the sadness and longing in her words.

“Forgive me if I'm being too forward, but to get away from what?" Alex asked. “You seemed perfectly happy here to me. Do you not enjoy it here with your own kind?"

Viarra gave an almost, human-like sigh and dipped her paw back into the water, toying with the ripples she created while choosing the words to say. “I have never truly fit in, no, though I do have a few wolves I would consider my friends, and my family is always there for me," she paused then, before looking up at the human next to her, her ears flattening on her head. “But I have always been an outcast of sorts, because I have always been vocal in my interest of humans."

Alex turned to face her fully, tilting his head in curiosity. “Oh? Why would that make others reject you?"

“Because it is not a popular opinion to have," she said. “It was always been our way to avoid contact with your kind, but I don't see the point in that."

“That a perfectly reasonable opinion to have though, at least I think so," Alex said, smiling. “After all, you've met with me, and we've been getting along just fine."

Viarra smiled lightly, her tail giving a wag. “Yes, but not everyone wanted to allow that to happen, Alex," she answered, standing up to her tallest height to look down at Alex from above. “They wanted to send you away, but I insisted that it would be fine as long as I accompanied you."

“Oh, I hadn't realized that was the case," Alex responded, his tone dropping into disappointment. He had thought the wolves had welcomed him into the territory, and that Viarra was the first of many visitations to come once he managed to return. That would explain why there had been no other wolves visiting, and also why he had to leave the next day.

“So you were sent to be my supervisor, is that it? So that I don't do anything I'm not supposed to before I get kicked out?" Viarra's ears drooped at those words, and Alex felt immediately guilty for saying them.

“No, it wasn't like that," Viarra answered with a sigh. She turned away from the human for a moment, her tail held completely still and her arms dropping to her sides. “I… didn't even tell them you were here."

Alex paused, his eyes scanning the woods as he suddenly felt quite vulnerable. “What?" Why not?"

“Because they wouldn't sent you away, Alex," Viarra said, her eyes closing as her head dropped heavily in submission. “I wanted to spend time with you, more than anything. You don't know them like I do…"

“But to hide my presence like this, and to lie, was exactly what I didn't want. What if we were seen?"

“That is why we only ever came this way, and you stayed in the cabin," Viarra said, lifting her head with a nervous smile before going right back to her sad, guilty expression. “I made sure that we were always alone, and together."

Alex paused as mixed feelings coursed through him. He felt empathetic towards Viarra. He could understand the desire to search for something that was frowned upon by his own kind. They had both been secretive he supposed… in a way.

He let out a sigh, before sitting on the ground. “I can forgive you for that Viarra," he said. “But I really do have to leave tomorrow then."

Viarra nodded softly, letting out a small whine.

Alex looked up at that. He resisted the urge to reach out and pet her, reminding himself that such an action probably wouldn't have helped. Viarra was no pet.

“So you come here to get away?" Alex asked.

“Yes.

“But, wasn't there a large group of humans here before?" Alex posed, trying to broach the subject he brought up before, now that they were in a moment of honesty. “We came here a while ago for the exact same purpose I'm here for now. Then, after no reason, we were kicked out then as well."

“They did have a reason, Alex."

Alex paused for a moment, taking a deep breath. He wasn't sure if was going to like the answer to this question, but it needed to be asked. “Which reason was that?"

Viarra sniffed, before a small laugh escaped her muzzle, coming out in a rumbling chuckle. “Some of them became mates."

Alex's jaw dropped, his face a mask of surprise for a long moment before he finally found the will to speak. “M-Mates? What do you mean by that?"

“I mean that some of them paired off and were physical with each other," Viarra said, her tone growing very serious. “When that happened, some of the older, traditional members of our pack took it as an excuse to banish the humans from our forest, along with the wolves that had intimacy with their smaller, fragile mates."

Alex paused for a long moment, processing everything that Viarra had just told him. If the humans visiting here before had... gotten intimate with those large werewolves, that would certainly be an outcome people would've wanted to keep secret. Many would call it bestiality, despite a werewolf's human-like features and personality. He looked up at Viarra. They were getting on nicely enough, even if the large wolf had lied to him at first. He didn't know if he could imagine doing anything more with her, however, so he had a hard time understanding why the humans from before would do such a thing.

“And that was the reason all the humans were kicked out?"

Viarra nodded. “That was all the reason some of my kind needed to banish them all, even though some wolves like myself didn't believe it was an actual reason."

“Well, I don't really understand it, but I would agree with you there. That's not a reason at all," Alex answered. “What happened to the wolves?"

“They went with the humans," Viarra said. “They've never come back."

“Oh…" Alex managed. “I suppose that does make sense. They probably wouldn't be very welcome back among the pack after what they did."

“Yes, that's true. They could've stayed, but none of them wanted to."

“I see," Alex said. “And I suppose you don't view human and werewolf relationships as a problem at all? You're one of the ones that wanted it to be acceptable?"

Viarra smiled. “I don't have a problem with it at all, Alex."

Alex paused, looking up at the werewolf in a different sort of recognition. He detected the suggestive hint in the female's tone, though he didn't think it was real. It was just his imagination in the wake of their conversation. He didn't want anything to do with a werewolf. Did he?

“Well, that's good," Alex said, offering his companion a smile. “I don't think I would either. If anything, that just proves the point I was trying to make. Werewolves and humans can get along."

“That we can, Alex," Viarra answered, smiling back. “More than most people would think."

They both turned back to the water then, starring out at the pond in prolonger silence. Alex found it peaceful, being here with the wolf he'd spent so much time with the past few days. It was a comforting experience. Not only was he pleased with everything up to this point, but he was happy to learn that the circumstances between werewolves and humans weren't damaged beyond repair. It was simply ignorance that was holding them back from rekindling a learning relationship with each other. One that he intended to repair as best he could.

Viarra slowly dropped down into a crouch, resting easily on her legs. She looked over at Alex, casting him a playful smile with her tail slowly wagging. “Would you like to come sit in front of me?" She asked. “It would be nice to experience this together for a while, I think."

Alex scanned the trees. “It's getting dark though, we should probably head back soon."

“We will, after a while. This is your last night here, so we should stay as long as we can."

Alex let out a sigh, looking at Viarra's smiling expression. If he didn't know any better, she was giving him puppy eyes.

“Alright, we can stay for a while," Alex responded, slowly walking up to the wolf. He laid a hand on her shoulder feeling the coarse, wild fur before turning his back. He felt Viarra's massive paws come around and hug him from behind, drawing him into her chest before they both sat back on the ground, cuddling together as man and beast beside the pond.

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Then sun was just going down behind the trees when both Viarra and Alex walked back up the steps to the cabin.

Alex turned to face his wolf companion on the porch, standing just inside the open doorway.

“I guess this will be the last time I see you for a while," Alex said, feeling a well of sorrow in his chest as Viarra's ears and tail drooped. “We both knew this was coming."

Viarra nodded solemnly. “I know," she said. “I am happy that you enjoyed your stay here, even if it isn't possible for you to remain." Her sad eyes wandered into the interior of the cabin. “I spent such a long time making sure it looked nice for the first human to come visiting."

Alex looked behind him as well, looking once more at the clean, well-kept furniture and dusted counters. It all made sense now, why he'd found the cabin in such a lovely state.

“You did all of this, with the hopes that a human would come around and stay?" Alex asked.

“Yes, I did," Viarra said, her eyes wandering towards the ground, her tail completely still.

“But your kind won't allow me to stay here longer, you told me this."

“I know… but I had hoped…" Viarra paused, letting out a little whine. “I had hoped that you would be my mate. That you would be with me like those wolves and humans from before, and take me away from this place."

Alex felt the sorrow within him grow for Viarra. He opened his mouth to speak, but held his words when the wolf looked up at him, a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

“But if you don't want to be with me after I lied, maybe you can take me away from here," she said, sniffing. “You can take me away, right? I could be a good example of how werewolves can be, and show all the other humans that we're not so bad."

Alex could feel his heart hammering in his chest at the werewolf's proposal. Viarra wasn't wrong: she could be a good example, and this is exactly what he wanted to happen. The re-introduction of each species to one another would be a slow process, but this would be a good start.

As he looked at the sad, yet hopeful expression of his companion for the last few days, he couldn't help but agree that her idea was a good one. It had only taken him a single day to get used to her intimidating presence. Perhaps others could learn to accept her as he had.

“I think that would be a good idea," Alex said, smiling as Viarra's eyes lit up with happiness and her tail began wagging. “But you would have to take it slow at first. Not every human is as comfortable around you as – “

He didn't get much further, as Viarra leapt forwards and hugged him close. She misjudged her forward momentum however, and the pair let out a small grunt as they tripped lightly onto the floor.

Viarra thumped onto the cabin floor through the doorway, allowing the human gracefully down onto the floor. She crouched overtop of him, her muzzle beaming with delight. “Oh yes, thank you, Alex!" She said. “I'm so happy you've agreed." She tilted her head with concern. “Are you alright?"

“Perfectly alright," Alex answered with a smile. “You were quite gentle."

Viarra let out a tiny growl of amusement. “Yes, I was," she answered, before bringing her head down and laying low over the human sprawled underneath her. She nuzzled affectionately under his chin, being careful to not push too hard, before licking slowly up his neck with her rough, canine tongue. “You're taking me away from here… from this place. This… this is my dream come true."

Alex closed his eyes at the lick, sighing happily as the massive wolf licked him under the chin. Her tongue left a warm trail of saliva across his skin. He raised his hands and rubbed her muzzle. “I'm glad that I've met you Viarra," he said. “Out of all the wolves in the forest I could've run into, you're the most perfect one."

Viarra lifted her head then, looking down at the human with her yellow, glowing eyes in the low light. She stared for a long moment, a purr sounding in her cavernous chest. She slowly lowered her muzzle then, closing her eyes, before licking Alex slowly across the lips.

Alex closed his eyes as the giant wolf licked him. He didn't turn at Viarra's lick, but rather he felt a rush of excitement. Warm saliva coated his lips and neck where the beast had rubbed her glistening muscle, and he felt a strange sense of contentment at the sensation. He opened his eyes to find his companion looking down at him expectantly. Those yellow eyes were full of worry, wondering if the action had gone too far.

He smiled and lifted his hands, caressing the werewolf's muzzle in his hands and lifting his head. He presses his lips to the front of Viarra's muzzle, kissing her back and licking along the black surface of her canine maw. He shivered as the wolfess let out a whine, her body gently weighing him down on the cabin floor.

It was an awkward kiss, due to the lethal jaws of his werewolf companion. He found that he could only kiss the very front, whereas the sides offered more difficulty in doing anything but licking tenderly along the sides of her lips and fangs.

When Viarra opened her mouth however, and began licking him once more, things got easier. He accepted her tongue and opened his mouth, licking back along her rough muscle as best he could and tasting her intimately. He gently suckled on the wolf's tongue as it began to explore the inside of his mouth, and he could feel the beast's sharp fangs gently pressing into his cheeks, her hot breath caressing the sides of his face.

He lost count of how long they made out on the ground. It had been completely unexpected, but neither of them complained. Despite the hesitance at first, it was a welcome, alien sensation.

When Viarra slowly lifted her head and broke the kiss, Alex opened his eyes and looked up at her with a smile.

“Well, that was quite unexpected…" Alex said.

Viarra licked her lips and gave him an awkward expression. If it weren't for the heavy layers of fur covering her face, her cheeks would've flushed red. “I… I hope that you liked it."

“I don't know if I would but, I really did," Alex said, moving his hands up to rub her muscular shoulders. “Is that what you've wanted from the beginning?"

Viarra gently blushed once more. “Yes, ever since you invited me inside and we began talking I desired you," she said. “I didn't know if you would like me in return so I was nervous. I hesitated for a long while and never did anything. But… I thought you should know that I've always desired a human. You're really quite handsome."

Alex couldn't help but smile at the wolf's compliment. “And you're quite lovely too as well, Viarra," he said. “But you shouldn't be nervous. That doesn't sound like a quality of the ferocious wolf I know."

Viarra tilted her head. “When have I been ferocious?"

“Oh, never Viarra, don't worry," Alex answered. “It's just… heart-warming to see a strong predator like yourself be so kind."

Viarra's ears perked up at that, happiness etched across her features. Her tail gently wagged back and forth, the fur gently tickling the human's legs.

“Do you think you could let me up and close the door?" Alex suggested, giving a little laugh.

Viarra smirked, showing her fangs in a wicked grin before bringing muzzle down to Alex's face. “Only because you asked so nicely," she said, lifting herself upwards and back into a standing position. She growled as her head thumped the top of the cabin, letting out a huff of annoyance as she remembered to crouch low. She then turned and reached out the door, grabbing it and gently pulling it shut.

“Are you alright?" Alex asked.

“Yes… I'm fine," Viarra grumbled.

Alex stood up and waited in the middle of the cabin as Viarra closed the door. As the wolfess turned around they faced each other in silence, smiling awkwardly in silence.

“You sure you don't want ice for your head?"

“I've had much worse human," Viarra growled, scratching at her head. “I was just clumsy. It's very unlike me."

“Well, you did share your first kiss with a human," Alex said. “I don't know about you, but my head was floating a little." He felt his happiness rise as the werewolf grinned at him.

“Would you… like to mate with me now?" Viarra posed, her tail moving from side to side.

Alex gulped in nervousness, looking up and down the massive wolf's body. He's never considered the possibility of it happening, but now that it was on the table, the idea of sex with his companion was… admittedly turning him on. The taste her tongue was still present in his mouth, and he felt his eyes wandering down between the wolf's legs, though he was trying not to stare too hard.

“We could try it," he answered, rubbing the back of his neck. “I just don't know what to expect… at all. I don't even have much experience with my own kind."

“I've mated with a few wolves myself," Viarra answered. “Though I truly don't know what to expect… with a human that is. I have thought about it… a lot…" Her ears twitched in nervousness, her eyes looking towards the ground.

“And what was it like with another of your kind?"

“It was… rough," Viarra answered with a displeased expression. “They climb on and rut you harder and harder until they fill you with seed. There's no passion or love, they just hump until they cum. I didn't like it."

Alex nodded, before looking up at her with a concerned expression. “Are you sure you just haven't found the right one yet?"

“I was concerned, until now," Viarra said, offering a nervous smile that showed only a small glimpse of her fangs. “I've always wanted a human mate, ever since I heard that other wolves had left with the humans that had been here before."

Alex smiled. “Well, I have to admit that you taking care of this place with the hopes of me showing up is kinda cute."

Viarra blushed slightly, her tail wagging slowly from side to side. “Thank you, Alex, I'm glad you liked it," she said. Her tail grew very still however, as the human approached her. She watched him with a nervous glance, crouching low to be at his level as his tiny hand came up to caress the side of her muzzle. When he moved in for another kiss she didn't object. She closed her eyes and placed her paws around Alex's middle, holding him gently as she did her best to move her lips against the man's own.

Alex felt a surge of passion as he kissed the massive wolf once more. He could feel the heat of her breath on his, and the roughness of her tongue sliding along his lips.

After a long minute of kissing, Alex felt the werewolf gently stepping forwards, working them both towards the back of the cabin. He didn't stop her. He felt a rush of power and excitement in the gentle treatment this powerful creature was giving him. Viarra's claws clicked on the hard wood as they each slowly manoeuvred to the bed. When he felt the back of his legs press against the mattress, he sat down and leaned backwards on the bedding, looking up at the massive werewolf with a smile.

Viarra smiled in return, before crouching low. She got on all fours on the cabin floor, bending low and holding Alex's gaze, her yellow eyes shining despite the darkness of the room. “Let me know if I do anything that hurts you, Alex," she said. “I don't want to accidentally bite or scratch you."

“I'm sure everything will be fine," Alex answered. “You've been quite lovely so far."

Viarra gave an approving growl before slowly moving her head forwards. She poked her nose between Alex's legs, being careful to only gently nudge the bulge in his jeans before inhaling deeply. She sniffed him curiously, rumbling with pleasure at the unique scent.

Alex watched the predator bury her muzzle between his legs. He felt her hot breath wash over the front of his jeans. Although he knew Viarra meant him no harm, he still felt nervouss. She was so large and lethal, with jaws the size of his thigh that could easily rip through flesh and bone. The werewolf, as if sensing his discomfort, chuckled at him.

“You know, I once managed to take a deer's head clean off with these very jaws, Alex," Viarra said, clacking her teeth together.

Alex allowed himself a small laugh at that, though he did shy away from those clacking jaws. “Is now the time to be making those jokes?"

“Now is the perfect time. You seem a little…scared."

“You do as well."

Viarra offered a small smile, confirming Alex's statement before moving her nose back down, sniffing heavily. “Only a little bit, though you have my assurance that I could never harm a human that smells as pleasant as you."

Alex raised his brow. “Umm… thank you?"

Without another word, Viarra slowly and carefully moved her paw up towards the man's waist. She slipped a single claw into the waistband of his jeans and tugged downwards, letting out a small growl of annoyance when they didn't come down.

“Here let me do that for you," Alex said with a chuckle, reaching down and unbuttoning himself. The werewolf sat back and watched with curiosity, her intelligent eyes observing as he unzipped his fly and slowly pulled his pants down to his knees. He moved his pants with shaking hands, doing his best to look confident, even if the situation seemed awkward. Of course Viarra didn't have much experience with clothes…

“There, I think you can take care of the rest," he said with a nod, leaning back and watching his partner once more. Only his white boxers covered his crotch now: a thin, delicate strip of cloth between his delicate parts and the wolf's inquisitive muzzle.

Viarra purred with approval before lifting both paws to grab the human's pants. Her claws curled around to gain a good grip before shimmying the man's jeans down to the ankles. She pulled hard to yank them off, sending both of Alex's shoes thumping to the ground. She gave those pants one last sniff before tossing them away, and moving back into her position on all fours with renewed excitement.

She closed her eyes and sniffed once more, letting out a happy sigh. The scent of the human's musk was much stronger now. Unable to wait a moment longer, she slowly and very carefully lifted her claw one last time, pulling those boxers down with as much grace as she could, her eyes widening as she caught a glimpse of her first, human cock.

“Oh my… that looks…" Viarra growled, licking her lips. “Exactly how I imagined it would."

Alex twitched nervously as the wolf licked her lips. “Does it?"

“Everything I thought it would be," Viarra purred, lifting her head to give Alex a smile. “I'm going to taste you now."

“Oh… alright, just be…" Alex was going to voice his concern, but his words caught in his throat. Instead, he let out a tiny mewling sound as those massive jaws parted, white teeth glimmering, and hot breath washing over his naked groin as Viarra began to slide her canine tongue affectionately up and down his soft package.

He watched with innate curiosity as the wolfess slurped along his balls and cock. He let out a groan as the heated treatment sent tingles of pleasure washing through his body. His arousal slowly began to grow under the beast's affectionate lickings, his cock growing harder with each pass of the beast's wet muscle.

Viarra could hear the human moaning as she licked him between the legs. She knew that werewolf males loved it when you did this, and Alex was no different. The male's taste filled her maw with a warm, salty flavour. She drooled heavily as she continued to progress, lathering her hot saliva all over Alex's balls and shaft. As the human's dick steadily grew she focused more of her attention on that throbbing shaft. She kissed the tip and let out a needy whine, before lapping along that hot length in slow, continuous motions of her head. It wasn't long before the human was fully hard.

It was after a few more moments, that Viarra looked up and gave Alex a calm, reassuring look. She considered asking him about the next part, but she simply nodded her head before using his tongue to bring the human's cock upwards and in to her maw. She parted her jaws to accept her prize, before gently closing them. She suckled on his cock carefully, being mindful of her teeth, and yet pursing her black lips to close around the base of his shaft, sealing her human's meat completely in her maw.

Alex froze in fear. An instinctual part of his brain nearly caused him to gasp in fear as the wolf's jaws parted, but he knew that Viarra didn't mean to harm him. He instead watched it happen: he kept his eyes focused as the large predator looked him in the eyes and then took his cock into her lethal jaws. He could feel the light prickle of her fangs at first, though they soon left to be replaces by the strong press of her lips and the smooth undulations of her canine tongue. The wolf's tongue pressed into the bottom of his dick and pushed it up into her palate, squeezing him lightly while moving up and down to provide further stimulation. He groaned and lay back on the bed, closing his eyes and relaxing as the greatest bliss he'd ever known flooded through his loins.

Viarra's paw came up and pressed into his chest, holding him down. He lifted his hands and hugged it against his chest affectionately, and a gasp escaped his lips as Viarra let out a playful growl. The rumbling noise from the back of her throat massaged his entire length, further adding to the hot stimulations. The amount of heat contained with the flesh surrounding his cock was higher than he'd ever experienced before. It was in that moment of heightened pleasure that his desire for a sexual relationship with this female creature met its peak. Her mouth sucking and slurping on his dick was the most alien, bestial, and arousing thing that had ever happened to him.

Alex slowly began to arch his back, pushing up gently into her maw, but stopping when he felt the wereolf's fangs graze along the base of his cock. He looked up and met Viarra's gaze, those deep yellow eyes warning him to be careful, before they shut once more, the female beast focusing on the task at hand.

When Viarra sucked a little harder, she felt her first squirt of human semen drool onto the length of her tongue. She opened her eyes in surprise, tasting the strong, salty flavour before directing it to the back of her throat and swallowing. Her ears flicked in amusement before she renewed her blowjob with enthusiasm, loving the hot, salty taste and craving for more.

Alex began to breathe heavily. He hugged Viarra's paw tight against his chest, pressing her sharp claws into his skin. He could feel a warm, tingling sensation begin to build up in his loins. He could feel the werewolf's drool slowly moving down his balls as the minutes dragged on, more and more saliva slipping past those sucking lips to drench his orbs. He curled his toes and whined as his orgasm slowly approached, building steadily with each loving caress of the beast's tongue.

He reached forwards and hugged the werewolf's maw against him, his legs shaking and pushing together to hug against each side of Viarra's fearsome jaws. His partner voiced no complaint, but simply lifted her tongue to gently rub and massage his yawning urethra, coaxing him over the brink into a powerful ejaculation.

After a moment, Alex shivered and let out a pleased moan, his body twitching as his cock erupted in the werewolf's maw. His hot cum squirted out into the back of the Viarra's throat, spilling out and blasting rope after rope of hot semen along the length of her tongue. His partner growled as he came inside her mouth. He felt her lips slide right down the base of his dick and hold, ensure that none of his rich seed could escape.

Viarra swallowed noisily for the first few strands of the human's jizz. She felt a rise of exhilaration as she made the human cum, feeling his sticky offerings coat her tongue and pool along her jowls. After she gulped down the first offerings, she simply allowed the rest to gather in her maw. Although the human was small, it was impressive how much Alex was ejecting into her mouth. A male werewolf was ample, but the human seemed to rival even that as her companion continued to cum for a long, drawn out minute.

After a while, she felt the human relax under the gentle press of her paw. She felt the last stands of cum drool out from his urethra onto her tongue. She closed her eyes, loving the weight of the man's semen in her mouth. Slowly, she pulled away, allowing the man's cock to pop free of her black lips.

Alex looked up at the werewolf with exhaustion, his chest heaving in the aftermath of his orgasm. He stared at Viarra, unsure of the words to say after such wonderful treatment. His eyes widened further however, when he saw the werewolf open her mouth, showing off a healthy collection of his semen at the back of her throat. She moved her tongue along her fangs for him, allowing some of his thick seed to slop messily from the side of her jaws, before she closed them with a growl and swallowed twice, taking everything down into her neck.

“That was… the hottest thing… ever," Alex finally managed, looked up at Viarra with complete love and adoration.

Viarra smiled, letting out a small chuckle. “And you were much more delicious than I could've ever imagined," she replied. Her tail began wagging, and she couldn't help but get a little excited at how well all of it had gone. “I thought being with a human would be arousing but that was more than I could've ever dreamed of. Did you enjoy that as well? I hope my fangs didn't harm you at any point…"

“The boast of you ripping off a deer's head with those same jaws did cross my mind once or twice, but no, that was simply the most pleasure I've felt in my life," Alex admitted, rubbing her paw affectionately. “Thank you."

Viarra smiled and lifted her paw off Alex's chest, moving it to the side so she could crawl forwards and give Alex a kiss. Her lips pressed to his for a moment, before an odd expression came across her face. She moved her jaws to the side as a small belch came rumbling out from her maw, causing her to look at Alex with a blush of embarrassment. “Oops… I didn't mean to do that, sorry."

Alex could help but giggle at the werewolf's apologetic tone. “No need to be sorry," he said. “That was very cute."

Viarra frowned down at him. “I've noticed that you're starting to describe me as 'cute' more than once…"

“Do you want me to stop?"

“No, but it's making me think that I'll have to do something 'un-cute' to change your mind."

“Oh? And what sorts of things did you have in mind?"

Viarra gave him a toothy, playful grin before moving forwards to lick his lips once again. “I'm sure I'll think of something once we're done here," she rumbled.

Alex closed his eyes at the lick, lifting his hand to rub her cheek affectingly. “So, we're not done?" He asked, feeling the soft fur under his palm.

“Our night is just beginning, my human," Viarra responded, nuzzling into his paw with a low purr. “I want you to mate with me now."

“I know," Alex said, holding his smile, though feeling a small tinge of apprehension. “I'm just… nervous."

Viarra smiled. “I'm nervous as well, but we'll go slow. I'll help you," she said, giving him one more lick. “I want this Alex."

“I do as well," he replied, looking up at her with a loving expression.

With a small nod, Viarra began to move onto the bed, carefully placing a single paw next to Alex before turning to the side and sitting down. Her massive weight made the bed creak and the mattress dip down under her rump.

Alex stood up to get out of her way, watching as the large werewolf laid herself down on the bed. His partner slowly dropped her back onto the mattress before lifting her legs up. Even with her head laying against the back wall and her legs bent to place her footpaws at the foot of the bed, it was a very tight squeeze. The bed was just large enough to hold her, though the loud creaking with each small motion hinted that that might not be the case for long.

Viarra looked at the bed with concern. “I've never actually laid in this myself…" she said.

Alex smiled. “I don't think it was made for werewolves."

“No, it wasn't," Viarra whined, digging her claws into the bedsheets and shuffling back to the wall, doing her best to get comfy.

Without a word, Alex moved to the foot of the bed and lifted his shirt up over his head. He threw it over to the side, stepping out of his boxers to stand completely naked in front of his wolfess. Viarra stopped what she was doing and looked at him, letting out a low whine as he crawled forwards onto the bed.

Viarra opened her legs as the human moved up to her. She couldn't help but pant heavily in excitement, waiting and watching to see what he was about to do.

Alex looked down between Viarra's legs, studying her canine sex up close for the first time. In their time spent together, she was always crouched down, hiding her more intimate areas from view. Now however, with her legs spread wide, she was completely open to his observing gaze.

Viarra's sex was primarily canine in feature, though the shape resembled that of a human female. The lips were large and black, with a pink, fleshy middle that glistened with moisture and the signs of arousal. As Alex approached, his nostrils filled with the heavy, coppery smell of bestial musk: a potent smell that made his head flush with euphoria.

Just underneath, her tail was wagging slowly. The large, fluffly length tapped the inside of his thighs as he moved in close.

Viarra hardly dared to move, her tongue lolling from her mouth in pleasure.

Alex took in a deep breath before dipping his head down between her legs. The werewolf's muscular thighs flexed in the corners of his vision as he moved his mouth into position. After a moment's hesitation, he closed his eyes and pressed his mouth into Viarra's sex.

The first sensation he experienced was the heat. His nose brushed against the thick fur of her groin as he breathed in close, sighing at the pleasant touch before placing his mouth on the black, moist lips of the canine's vagina. A rich, bestial flavour immediately filled his mouth and dribbled past his lips. His first lick teased the creature's wet folds and sent a small dribble of vaginal fluids flowing out to wet his lips and the soft fur around them. He didn't pull back, instead pushing in harder to kiss and make out with his wolf's pussy.

He could feel her shudder around his treatment, her massive body squirming along the length of the bed. The massive creature whined and mewled as his tongue went to work, dipping down into her heated depths to lick, rub and tease her growing arousal. He lifted his hands and rubbed her firm ass, massaging her muscular flanks with his strong fingers. The large, powerful canine melted under his touch.

“Ohhh… Alex, I didn't expect you to do this…" Viarra moaned, her toes curling and digging into the mattress.

Alex looked up and smiled, giving a show of licking his lips. “I think it's only fair to repay the favour," he said. He gave her a wink, before kissing the lips of her canine sex once more, licking along the surface before gently slipping his tongue inside, making out with the fleshy mound between her legs.

Viarra continued to swoon as the human ate her out. Her arousal steadily grew over the course of those several minutes. She did her best to hold herself still and keep her claws in check, not wishing to hurt her human lover, though it was difficult as the primal urges within began to take control. Her head was swimming in a sea of lust, her entire body shivering while her loins flooded with liquid warmth. Her heat grew to its peak as her sexual fluids began to wet the fur around her groin and the base of her tail. A whimper escaped her open muzzle.

Lifting his head, Alex gave the werewolf's pussy one last lick before crawling forwards and getting himself into position. His cock was rock-hard between his legs, the excitement of what he was about to do evident in his shaking limbs.

“Are you ready?" He asked, looking up at his bestial lover.

Viarra huffed with pleasure at him, nodding her muzzle quickly. “Yes, fuck me, human," she gasped. “Don't keep me waiting."

With a slow nod, he looked down between his legs and grabbed his cock, pointing it at the moist opening of her sex. Her legs spread a little wider, holding still as his lined himself up. He pushed himself forwards and pressed into the lips of her vagina, the black lips spreading over the tip of his dick. He shuddered at the extreme heat, before releasing his cock and slowly pushing his hips forwards. He cried out and moaned as he moved himself forwards into his partner, his legs shuddering as his shaft sunk into the hot, wet folds of Viarra's cunt. He didn't stop until he was completely inside, his hips pushed right up against her crotch.

Viarra let out a happy whine as the human penetrated her. His dick slid easily into her sex, spreading her apart pleasantly and rubbing along her sensitive walls. She felt a dull twitch of pleasure as Alex's dick throbbed gently in her folds, her back arching as she shoved her hips into the air before sinking back down. She looked down at him with an expression of lust, their eyes meeting as they were joined together as one.

“You feel amazing…" Viarra said, stroking the human's head with her claws.

Alex winced, his breathing coming in quick, short gasps. “The heat… mff," he sighed, dropping down and laying across her muscles torso. “You're so hot and wet, like nothing I've ever felt before."

Viarra smiled, placing both of her paws on the humans back and hugging him close. “That's not the only thing a female werewolf offers, Alex," she purred. “Here… feel this."

With an expert clenching of muscles, Viarra began to wink her sex around the human's cock, her moist pussy squelching as it rippled along his length. The human shuddered and gasped against her, burying his face in her chest. She let out a growl at his reaction, licking the top of his head.

“Nnngg… fuck… Viarra…" Alex panted.

Viarra grinned and curled her toes, her heavy tail lifting and flagged as she continued to expertly wink her sex around the human's cock: a canine talent that her human would experience for a long while to come. She clenched one more time, gripping the human's dick tightly in her moist pussy before relaxing herself and spreading her legs. “Come on, Alex, don't keep me waiting another second," she purred, nipping at his cheek.

Obeying Viarra's words, Alex picked himself up with a grunt and began fucking his werewolf lover. He drove his hips into hers, sliding his dick in and out at a slow, gentle pace. As he humped against the larger creature, he could feel her body tensing: those strong muscles flexing as the beast's claws dug gently into his back. She was so much bigger than him, so much stronger, and yet she was submitting to him. He was having sex with the most intimidating creature he'd ever known, and his friend: a creature that wanted him and him alone.

The rush and exhilaration he felt was indescribable.

Viarra closed her eyes and growled, her paws leaving Alex's back and stretching to the sides as she grew fearful of committing harm. She dug her claws into the wall and pierced the wood, scratching powerfully while her other paws reached under the bed and stabbed into the mattress. “Finally happening… finally…" She growled ferociously, punctuating each one with a small whine of need. Her teeth were bared in a grin of ultimate pleasure. Although she was lost in her primal need to mate, she knew to keep her claws away from her human. She couldn't control them any longer.

Alex exhaled forcefully as her partner's hips lifted, pushing him into the air before dropping him back down onto the bed. He hugged himself tighter to her chest, wrapping his arms around her middle and working his hips against her in quick, rapid motions to ensure that he didn't get thrown off. The werewolf's hips squirmed under him, moving slowly from side to side as he fucked her. Occasionally his mate would arch her back, pushing up into him and allowing him to grind his hips hard into her cunt, his dick throbbing and leaking with precum to wet her already dripping insides. Those heavy muscles flexed around his dick, clenching and squeezing while Viarra's black, pussy lips sealed around the base of his shaft. He didn't know how much longer he could last, though from the heated panting and twitching motions of his partner, he knew that he didn't need to keep going for much longer.

With a growl, Viarra lifted her legs and carefully wrapped them around her human, holding him close. Her breathing came quick and rapid, even for a canine, as she felt the man's dick move inside her. In all of her dreams, she never pictured it being as perfect as this moment. She used to have doubts, but there was no reason to hold onto them now. Alex was perfect in every way.

She kept her claws buried in the wood beside the bed, flexing her muscular body against her human lover. She moaned and keened, her tongue hanging from her open jaws in complete bliss. Her orgasm was growing close. A warm, tingling sensation was beginning to well up within her loins, building with each passing second as the man's smooth cock slid in and out of her hot pussy. She made sure to clench down every time Alex entered her, massaging him to the best of her ability as he rubbed along her sensitive walls. She felt the human's cum leaking inside of her – a small teaser of what was to come.

Alex gasped as his bestial partner clenched around his rigid shaft. He buried his face in her chestfur, inhaling her scent as he ground his hips into her haunches, shoving himself as deep as he could go.

“Oh Viarra…. This is… amazing," He groaned, shuddering as the beast's powerful frame shifted under him. “I'm getting close… I'm not sure…" He was gasping between breaths now, exhaling sharply every time he thrust forwards to rustle the fur in front of his lips.

“Cum inside me, Alex," Viarra whined, moving her hips from side to side in a desperate plea. “Please… I need it…"

Alex only managed to cry out in response to the werewolf's words. He closed his eyes and placed his hands to each side of his partner's hips, getting into position before thrusting into her as hard he could. He started to fuck his mate with as much strength as he could muster, confident the beast could take as much as he had to offer.

Viarra's eyes rolled upwards as she lost herself in primal ecstasy. She collapsed onto the bed and moved in slow, sensuous motions against the human, her massive body dwarfing the one that throttled her between the legs. She moved against her mate, working with his rhythm for those last, final moments. With one, forceful growl she let out a loud snarl and reached forwards to hug her human close, her claws digging into his shoulders as her strong pussy rippled around the throbbing dick inside her. Fluids gushed form her undulating folds to coat the underside of her tail in heat and moisture. As she shivered and twitched in the throes of her ejaculation, the human quickly joined her at that monumental peak.

Alex gasped and buried his face in the werewolf's fur once more. Those heavy paws descended on his back and hugged him tightly, pressing him into the layers of muscle and warmth with enough strength to force the wind from his lungs in a rush. He shuddered and breathed in, shivering at the beast cummed around his cock, massaging and squeezing him with her canine cunt until his seed began to spill, his dick throbbing and squirting rope after rope of warm cum into her depths.

He gasped and breathed heavily into her fur, rocking his hips against her as he ejaculated into her pussy. His balls clenched up tightly between his legs as they emptied right into her sex, blasting out his healthy load along the pulsing, cum-delivering vein. He closed his eyes and melted against her, their bodies moving in tandem as the both rode out the length of their orgasms for long, pleasant minutes, dragging out the moment for a long as possible.

After what seemed like an eternity of bliss, Alex slowly opened his eyes.

Viarra's chest was moving up and down in a heavy, ragged rhythm, gently bringing him up before setting him back down. He was hugged tightly against her middle in a swathe of heat, sweat, and exhaustion. The room was filled with the smell of bestial sex, filling his nose with a coppery, salty stench that made him shudder.

“Alex…" Viarra whimpered, her body still sprawled out, her head never leaving the mattress. “Fuck…"

Alex smiled and lifted his head, breathing heavily. “That… was the first time… I've heard you swear."

“Mmmfff… I'll say it again then, fuck that was good," Viarra sighed, lifting her head and smiling in a doggy grin.

Alex breathed out a tired chuckle, moving his arms up Viarra's chest and rubbing her delicate fur, before wincing as a slight pain tickled his back.

“Oh, I'm sorry," Viarra said, lifting her claws from the human's back to reveal two small gashes along his skin, bleeding slightly. “I didn't mean…"

“It's ok Viarra, really," Alex answered, kissing into her body. “I didn't mind."

“I'll try not to next time."

“Oh, so there's going to be a next time is there?"

“Many next times."

Alex smiled and closed his eyes, nuzzling into her. He inhaled gently, before letting it all come out in a smooth sigh, loving every moment of cuddling with his large, furry partner. Viarra sighed against him as well, slowly stroking his hair with her claws.

After a moment, Alex lifted his head and slowly began to ease himself out of her. He shivered as his cock was exposed to the cold air, his spent length drooping against his leg. His werewolf partner growled with pleasure as his offering dripped out from her abused cunt and onto her thigh.

The pair of them sighed at each other in the pleasant aftermath. Without a word exchanged, Viarra carefully moved her massive body off to the side, coming back across the bed at an angle to gently lick and clean up the area around Alex's groin. Her canine tongue lapped up all the spend fluids, dragging along his thighs and up his spent shaft to leave it smooth and glistening.

Afterwards, Viarra leaned back and Alex once again returned the favour.

He then crawled upwards and settled into her large arms, pushing his back up against her stomach. His mate rumbled with approval and hugged him close, licking him a few times on the back of his head.

“This bed is still too small for me you know," Viarra said. “My head it scrunched up against the wall and my legs are few feet off the end…"

Alex looked down, noting what must've been a rather uncomfortable position as her legs trailed off the mattress, the claws on her feet touching the ground. “We'll have to get a nice, hug bed to suit you when you come back with me."

Viarra smiled and licked the back of his head, sinking back down and shuffling to get close. “I'm nervous of what may happen then, Alex."

“So am I, but that's usually a good thing when it comes to us," He responded, rubbing her paws. “I'll take good care of you."

Viarra smiled at her mate's answer, before settling down into the bed and closing her eyes. She felt warm and protected, and for once her life she wasn't alone. Her tail wagged gently off to the side, tapping gently for long minutes of happiness before slowly pattering to a stop as she slept.

Little did they know, it was much less the situation that awaited them back in Alex's home that would become the source of their worry for the coming months, but rather the tiny life that was kindled within Viarra that night.

Werewolves and humans it seems, were much more compatible than they thought.

The end.