Chapter One
As soon as I awoke that morning, I knew I was in my mating heat. It wasn’t a slight feeling of impending doom, or even a joyous event which had everything else in my life taking second best. It’s a burden and a bother when you don’t have someone to share it with. I am part of an ancient species known as the Luecross . We make our home high in the mountains in the small town of Forest Haven, where we have a small community set up, the thick surrounding trees giving us the privacy we seek and the openness we crave.
Every Luecross wolf goes through the heat when their bodies are at their physical prime. It is also the time when a female is at her most fertile. This was my first mating heat, and I could already tell how horrendous it would be. My skin was so sensitive I could feel the very threads that made up the sheets I lay between. My breasts were swollen, my nipples tight and hard. My pussy throbbed and my clit tingled. I shifted my legs, moaning softly when fluid gushed out of my pussy and coated my labia. I was so ready to be taken, to be under a male and feel him pump inside me. I could think of nothing but having a big, hard cock thrust inside me over and over until I screamed to the heavens. I wanted to be used, to be sated.
My arousal was so intense, the very act of moving in bed had me wanting to thrust my fingers into my dripping hole and relieve the ache that had settled there. With all the strength I could muster, I got out of bed and headed into the bathroom. Every step jiggled my breasts in just the right way. The way my legs moved together seemed to pinch my pussy lips together until they were squeezing my clit mercilessly. It was hell, plain and simple. You would think for as many times as I’d seen it happen to my friends and family, I would have been prepared for how powerful it was. Well, I wasn’t.
I showered quickly, gritting my teeth with every second the water caressed my flesh. All it did was drive my arousal higher. Even if I got myself off, I knew it wouldn’t help. The end result might be a semi-satisfying orgasm, but the lust would slowly climb until it was worse than before. My only true relief would be intimacy with one of my own kind, feeling their hot semen fill me. It sounded like euphoria at the moment, but Luecross males were notoriously possessive, aggressive and dominant. I really didn’t want to have to deal with a he-man, yelling alpha that liked it his way or no way. That’s not to say all males of my kind are like that, but it was safe enough to assume the majority of them would fall into that category. It also didn’t help that I wasn’t claimed. Sure, I could fuck whomever I choose, but when my mating heat ended, I would be left alone, aching for something to fill me other than a cock. The sex would be emotionless, just two people filling a void and taming the animal that resides in all of us.
Only once had I ever attempted sex, and to say it was a less than memorable experience would be an understatement. It had been with a human, and although he had been gorgeous and well hung, there’d been something missing. After it was all said and done and we lay there in an awkward silence, it had dawned on me. The sex hadn’t been primal enough. I wanted something wilder, more feral. I know it sounded like I was contradicting myself given the fact that was exactly what I didn’t want, but I am naturally an animal, a wolf. The creature that dwells within me revels in the untamed, in the testosterone in a commanding male that makes any sane female’s heart skip a beat. I now blamed these feelings on the fact that the damn heat had been approaching. During the heat, we are more animal than human, and so we want it harder, faster—rougher.
I stepped outside and was instantly assaulted by the sights, smells, and sounds of my community. I curled my fingers around the bannister of my porch as the most intoxicating and potent aroma hit me. Instantly I
As soon as I awoke that morning, I knew I was in my mating heat. It wasn’t a slight feeling of impending doom, or even a joyous event which had everything else in my life taking second best. It’s a burden and a bother when you don’t have someone to share it with. I am part of an ancient species known as the Luecross . We make our home high in the mountains in the small town of Forest Haven, where we have a small community set up, the thick surrounding trees giving us the privacy we seek and the openness we crave.
Every Luecross wolf goes through the heat when their bodies are at their physical prime. It is also the time when a female is at her most fertile. This was my first mating heat, and I could already tell how horrendous it would be. My skin was so sensitive I could feel the very threads that made up the sheets I lay between. My breasts were swollen, my nipples tight and hard. My pussy throbbed and my clit tingled. I shifted my legs, moaning softly when fluid gushed out of my pussy and coated my labia. I was so ready to be taken, to be under a male and feel him pump inside me. I could think of nothing but having a big, hard cock thrust inside me over and over until I screamed to the heavens. I wanted to be used, to be sated.
My arousal was so intense, the very act of moving in bed had me wanting to thrust my fingers into my dripping hole and relieve the ache that had settled there. With all the strength I could muster, I got out of bed and headed into the bathroom. Every step jiggled my breasts in just the right way. The way my legs moved together seemed to pinch my pussy lips together until they were squeezing my clit mercilessly. It was hell, plain and simple. You would think for as many times as I’d seen it happen to my friends and family, I would have been prepared for how powerful it was. Well, I wasn’t.
I showered quickly, gritting my teeth with every second the water caressed my flesh. All it did was drive my arousal higher. Even if I got myself off, I knew it wouldn’t help. The end result might be a semi-satisfying orgasm, but the lust would slowly climb until it was worse than before. My only true relief would be intimacy with one of my own kind, feeling their hot semen fill me. It sounded like euphoria at the moment, but Luecross males were notoriously possessive, aggressive and dominant. I really didn’t want to have to deal with a he-man, yelling alpha that liked it his way or no way. That’s not to say all males of my kind are like that, but it was safe enough to assume the majority of them would fall into that category. It also didn’t help that I wasn’t claimed. Sure, I could fuck whomever I choose, but when my mating heat ended, I would be left alone, aching for something to fill me other than a cock. The sex would be emotionless, just two people filling a void and taming the animal that resides in all of us.
Only once had I ever attempted sex, and to say it was a less than memorable experience would be an understatement. It had been with a human, and although he had been gorgeous and well hung, there’d been something missing. After it was all said and done and we lay there in an awkward silence, it had dawned on me. The sex hadn’t been primal enough. I wanted something wilder, more feral. I know it sounded like I was contradicting myself given the fact that was exactly what I didn’t want, but I am naturally an animal, a wolf. The creature that dwells within me revels in the untamed, in the testosterone in a commanding male that makes any sane female’s heart skip a beat. I now blamed these feelings on the fact that the damn heat had been approaching. During the heat, we are more animal than human, and so we want it harder, faster—rougher.
I stepped outside and was instantly assaulted by the sights, smells, and sounds of my community. I curled my fingers around the bannister of my porch as the most intoxicating and potent aroma hit me. Instantly I
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