This book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
First electronic edition February 2012
Copyright © 2011 by Betty Midnight & Ava Michaels at Smashwords
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Hadyn Heat (One): The Urge
As a man and as a wolf, Hadyn has been trying to control his urges.
After catching the scent of a beautiful woman named Sarah, Hadyn finds her and loses all control of his urges.
The pleasure was great, but the mistake was greater, for an evil man has been lurking for a long time, hoping to take control of the world. After kidnapping Sarah, the destructive man named Valon now can finalize his own plan: to have Hadyn mate with his daughter.
He uses Sarah and her lust for Hadyn to draw him in.
The urges grow worse for Hadyn and it seems nobody can stop him, not even his roommate and secret lover, another male wolf named Taylor.
The fate of Hadyn, Sarah, his pack, and the world are in the balance… but can he control his desperate sexual urges long enough to save it all?
-PART ONE-
1.
The ground remained unseen under his fast pace as he charged through a set of woods dark enough that no set of human eyes could see it, or him.
The scent had been found and the urge had been set; nothing could stop it.
He’s tried to understand this, and control it, since turning the age of discovery, as they all called it, the time when urges came, and wouldn’t leave.
He had others before, but nothing can control it.
Running on instinct, a purposed design.
With his mouth open, he took huge breaths, filling his lungs over and over, while he scanned his surroundings.
He knew he was getting close once he smelled the fire too.
But the fire was secondary to the original scent.
The scent of sex.
His paws clawed the ground as he threw himself forward. He could feel weak twigs and branches snap and crack as they tried to grab at him and stop him.
The leaders probably wouldn’t be thrilled with the action against his urges, but in so many ways, he wasn’t in control of himself anymore.
More so, he almost liked the feeling.
His nostrils flared, open and shut, taking in the smell, acting as though it were a chain hooked, guiding him.
Finally, he saw the clearing form against the trees, and the small flicker of a fire.
A few seconds later, he caught first sight of the scent.
He saw him kissing her, his hand at her cheek, holding her in place.
He saw him move his leg over hers and start to push.
Luckily there was only one tent set up.
The less people, the better.
He stopped running and stood at the tree line and watched.
He could feel his penis aching, growing hard. The urge for sex was worse in animal form, standing as a tall, lone wolf, with deep eyes that hid against the darkness of the night.
His heavy breaths made him fight to scream.
He needed a plan.
And fast.
The man and woman in front of him grew hotter, their passion leaking and floating in the air.
Suddenly, everything changed.
The woman stopped and said, “No, I can’t.”
“We came camping…,” the man said, annoyed.
“So?”
“So?” he screamed. “I’m going to fuck you. That’s why I brought you out here.”
Still hidden in the woods, the wolf and his urges let out a soft growl.
Both the man and woman looked.
“What was that?” the man asked.
“I don’t know,” the woman said and then licked her lips.
She had made eye contact with him, the wolf.
Everything was set now.
A bond formed in that quick second of meeting eyes, and the woman didn’t even know it. What she did know was that she was horny, very horny. More so, she wanted nothing to do with the man leaning over her.
“I’ll protect you,” the man said and pressed on her body.
“No, no, get away,” she said and pushed at him.
“Come on, let your animal instincts go…”
The wolf growled again.
The man put his head back and let out a cheap howl, pretending to be something he was not.
In the woods, the wolf couldn’t take it.
He jumped from the woods, landing a few feet from the man and woman.
He offered a real growl, a real howl, showing off his wild teeth and snapped at the man.
“Holy shit!” the man screamed and hurried to his feet.
The woman stayed on her back. She moaned and put a hand to her breast. Her body began to rock.
“Come on Sarah,” the man said.
“No,” Sarah said, “I’ll stay… with him…”
“It’s a fucking wolf!” the man screamed.
The wolf turned and got into a stance that suggested a kill. He bared his teeth and made his eyes glisten against the dim fire. His nose wrinkled and he spoke to the man…
“She’s mine…”
“Fuck this,” the man said.
He started to run.
The wolf listened to the sounds of feet trampling in the woods, the weak sounds of small feet rustling around.
Sarah moaned again and whispered, “What are you?”
The wolf stood up, showing off its massive erection – a thick, throbbing penis looking for some attention.
Sarah looked at the cock before her and reached for it.
It looked like a man’s cock. And it felt like one too.
When she touched it, the wolf grunted and changed.
Before Sarah could even blink, she now stared at a man.
A strong man, with well defined muscles, a defined face, and black hair. His eyes were a hint of brown and orange, almost amber even, the kind that burned at her, making her hot and wet.
She had an uncontrollable urge to fuck the man.
“Who are you?” she asked.
The man didn’t answer her, instead, he climbed over her body and unbutton her pants.
He needed to release the urge.
As he fought with her pants, he growled, deep animal growls.
Sarah should have been afraid, she should have been fighting her way to get out of there and find a safe place.
But in that hot moment, nothing felt more safe.
Sarah moved his hard hands out of the way to took her pants and panties off.
She opened her legs, showing off her wet slit to him.
His took a deep breath, inhaling her sweet smell.
Sarah moaned again and lifted her pussy towards him.
“No,” he said and grabbed her hips.
This was urge, instinct, and the wolf inside of him raged on…
He turned her around and lifted her ass into the air.
“Fuck me,” she whispered. “Just please… please do it…”
Sarah rocked her wet pussy at him.
He leaned forward and put his hands to her shoulders.
His grip was tight, fiercely tight, something more than human.
He let out another growl and rammed his hips forward.
Sarah felt his cock slice her lips open and penetrate her hole.
This wasn’t sex, this was fucking.
He held her shoulders, forcing her back harder as he thrust forward.
Her pussy accepted all of his cock. With each hard shove he gave her, he growled and grunt, sounding like a animal.
Sarah let out similar sounds, but they were all human.
He fucked at her, his feet in place on the ground, holding steady, pumping her as hard as he could.
She tried to hold her elbows to the ground but kept sliding forward. She had to plant her hands into the ground and hold there, her fingers digging in the ground.
The intense pressure in her pussy was nothing she’d ever felt before.
With each thrust he gave Sarah, she could literally feel his cock swelling. It thickened, pressing harder against her tender walls, stretching them.
“Oh, oh,” Sarah cried out, somewhere between pleasure and pain. “I can’t… I can’t…”
He pumped at her. The animal took over and nothing could stop him.
No man, beast, or enemy would dare.
Starting meant finishing, the way nature intended it to be.
His hands were still on her shoulders gripping tighter than ever, pulling her and slamming her onto his hard cock.
Her wetness was on his pubes and leaking down to his scrotum, the smell of the juices enticing him more and more.
Sarah arched her back down, trying to lift her ass into the air more. She put her head down and could taste the dirt as she breathed it in.
She started to let out little screams, waiting for something to happen.
He felt himself building. As his cock thickened more, he could only pump faster.
His legs were thick with muscles, so defined that Sarah could feel his muscles against the back of her legs.
He started to let out short breaths and grunts. Then with one last growl, he put his head back and lifted Sarah up as he howled in pleasure.
Sarah could feel her fingertips barely touching the ground as the immense strength of the man (and wolf) behind her lifted her.
She cried out again in pleasure and then felt something so explosive, she couldn’t even make sound.
He began to cum, his cock filling her pussy with shots of orgasm.
He thrusts were slow and tight, trying to fight more of himself into Sarah as he came.
Sarah took felt herself coming along with him, an orgasm like she never knew before.
He let out long deep breaths as he stopped thrusting Sarah. He pushed her back down to her doggie style position and remained there with his cock inside of her.
He put his head down to her back and began to sniff and lick.
He tasted the air, the sweetness of her soap, and hot sex sweat.
As his cock lessened its erection, he slowly slid from Sarah’s pussy.
When it finally came out, Sarah fell to the side and rolled over, propping herself up on her elbows.
He stood up tall and felt himself wanting to howl again.
Too much though would attract attention.
Instead he stood before Sarah, the fire creature a massive silhouette of himself.
“Who are you?” Sarah asked almost in tears from the intense orgasm.
“I’m Hadyn,” he said. “Hadyn Heat.”
With that he dove to the right and changed back into a wolf.
He was back in the woods, feeling calmer, but he knew that it would only be a temporary fix…
2.
Sarah lay on her back, still taking heavy breaths. She felt as though a cloud had come over her, dazed her concentration, her mind, everything. Her hands went to her heart where she felt it still racing deep within her chest. Then she ran her hands along her breasts, feeling her stiff nipples.
What had just happened?
Looking down, Sarah saw her legs still open, her pants and panties off in a bunch next to her.
The fire she had built with Brent was almost out.
“Brent,” Sarah whispered.
Where did Brent go?
Did he really leave her?
The pleasure still resided inside herself, flowing through her veins, but now a sense of panic overcame her.
Fear.
“Hello?” she called out scanning the black woods.
If she was alone, this was not good.
Not good at all.
Sarah had no idea where she was. She came out to camp with Brent on a whim. All her friends had dates and Brent had called her, offering some beer and a fire. She knew coming out with him meant she’d have to fool around, but something strange caused her to say no.
The wolf.
That wolf, well, the man too. The wolf that was a man.
Sarah moaned again, thinking about his luscious cock and the way it hit every spot.
Wow, she only wished she could see him (or it) again.
Maybe he would come back for her again, tonight, or in the morning.
The thought of that started to ease Sarah’s mind.
She imagined falling asleep in the tent, snuggled in her sleeping bag. She imagined the midnight chill, touching her skin. She imagined shivering, even whimpering, wishing she had something warm. She imagined feeling him crawl against her with his rock hard body pulsating heat. Then she imagined his hard, throbbing cock sliding down to her ass, forcing her legs open.
The best sex she had ever experienced in her life.
And he…
“He,” Sarah said.
The best sex of her life and she couldn’t remember his name.
The man, the wolf, the lover.
What was his name?
Directly over her head, a voice whispered, “Hadyn Heat…”
Sarah looked up excitedly, expecting to see the wolf, but instead she saw a set of eerie yellow eyes with black beady irises staring back down.
“…this won’t hurt…”
A hand came over Sarah’s face along with a pungent odor of stale death.
Sarah started to scream, but the strength of the hand was intense. As it squeezed she lost her breath, and air.
The last thing she felt before blacking out was the scraping of nails along her neck…
3.
Through the woods, the woman’s body dragged along.
He knew he should have been carrying her to preserve her the best he could.
However, he was tired, weak, and annoyed that he had to watch Hadyn fuck this woman like that. He hated watching sexual acts.
Sex meant nothing to him, no matter how hard he tried to understand it. He had a penis, and his penis could get hard, but he could never understand the appeal of it all.
But now he had something that could help him…
He could fix all the problems bestowed upon himself and his family.
Everything was with him now.
In fact, his fate rested between the young woman’s sexy legs, right there, at her most sensitive spot, within her vagina, clinging against her warm walls…
-PART TWO-
1.
Hadyn hurried through the woods, back over the mountain that separated the real world from the camp he and his clan had set up many years ago, and after approaching it with great speed, he skidded to a stop and waited.
His mouth hung open as he breathed the cool air.
His eyes scanned all the small buildings, waiting to see if anyone stood guard.
Over the mountain, in the real world, Hadyn could have been the greatest hunter wolf – and man – known to any human. But here, in camp, he was like so many others and in a lot of ways, still learning.
Hitting the tender mating age of twenty-one, Hadyn now had full capacity of his body. His age brought him looks and strength, and now his loins brought him urges he never knew existed.
The coast looked clear, so Hadyn walked the ridge until he found his building that was home, and hurried down to the back of it. At the last second, he shifted back in to his human form before tapping gently on the only window in the small place.
A face appeared a few seconds later and Hadyn’s roommate, Taylor, slid the window open and helped him inside.
“Where were you at?” Taylor asked with a slight growl in his throat.
Hadyn turned and faced his roommate, watching his nostrils flare. His eyes were a reddish color, usually hidden by his dark hair that hung over his eyes.
He wasn’t as big as Hadyn, in size, strength, or muscle definition, but he was cute as anything.
Now, with his mating instinct kicking in like wild, Hadyn couldn’t believe how different everyone looked to him now.
He’d been with Taylor for two years now, but it was just in the past few months that he started to enjoy watching him walk. Hadyn would watch him in a towel leave to take a shower and come back in the same towel, only he’d be wet. They even changed in front of each other quite a few times, catching glimpses of each other’s cocks.
Hadyn told himself he’d try to maintain his control around his roommate, but that control had been gone for two weeks now.
“I had to take care of something,” Hadyn said and walked to his bed.
Taylor grabbed his arm and spun him around. “We aren’t allowed out like that. What if they came looking for you?”
“Did they?”
Taylor shook his head.
“Then why worry?”
“It’s serious. Being out there, like we are. We’re in like a heat or something. Things could happen…”
“Things have happened,” Hadyn said. “And so what? I took care of myself. She’d never find me, no matter what.”
“What does that mean?”
Hadyn noted how quickly Taylor’s emotions were running wild.
He wasn’t just in heat too, he was fighting his own urge.
Hadyn could almost smell it, Taylor’s pores leaking that sweet scent of desperate sex.
“She was in the woods, camping. I offered, she accepted. It’s over. I’m here now. And I want to sleep.”
“A woman?”
Hadyn nodded. He tried to wiggle his arm away, but Taylor held it.
If Hadyn wanted to get away that bad, he could have, but he preferred not to add another insult to Taylor.
“I thought we helped each other,” Taylor said, “with urges.”
“I don’t want to bother you all the time,” Hadyn said.
“What about me?” Taylor asked.
“What about you?”
Taylor squeezed Hadyn’s arm tighter, then let go.
“You know,” Taylor said.
Hadyn did know, but he wanted to ignore it, for now.
Taylor looked at the door and his eyes made sure it was both closed and locked. He turned his attention back to Hadyn. He snarled and for a second, Hadyn thought he was going to change, but luckily he didn’t.
Nothing was worse than two wolves fooling around in a small house. The noises carried and there was no space for any real fun.
Taylor grabbed his pants, and without hesitation, pulled them down to show off his beautiful erection.
His cock was skinny and long, but it did not just point straight at Haydn. Fortunately, it rose at a slight angle.
Hadyn loved that slight angle, always thinking about the spots it could hit.
They’d played before, but never mated.
Hadyn was too worried about creating a lethal emotional environment by mating with someone he lived so close with.
Just look at the way Taylor acted when Hadyn told him about fucking the girl at the campsite. Imagine how much worse it would be if Hadyn fucked that girl while Taylor was his mate?
Plus, choosing any sort of mate right now would be stupid. The urges were new and wild, and Hadyn knew that his heart would change a million times a day.
Then again, if there was a way to fuck Taylor without emotions…
Taylor moved towards Hadyn with a hand to his cock, starting to stroke it.
“I can’t help it,” Taylor said. “I need…”
Hadyn nodded.
He understood.
Taylor didn’t have the nerve that Hadyn did to go out and explore the real world. To taste its freedom – and its men and women.
Hadyn stepped around Taylor and put his hands to Taylor’s hips. He guided his roommate to the edge of the bed.
“Grab the post,” Hadyn said.
Taylor did so, wrapping his skinny hands around the tall bed frame post.
His body was forward a little when Hadyn pressed against it.
His one hand he crawled around and found Taylor’s cock.
Just by touching it, Taylor let out a soft howl.
Hadyn felt Taylor’s cock pulsing in his hand. Just from the touch, Hadyn thought.
The urge was bad for Taylor tonight.
Hadyn’s hand started to move, gripping the base of Taylor’s cock, jerking him hard and fast. If it were for pleasure, he would have lubed his hand and enjoyed Taylor’s cock, but this was a horny, desperate urge. The goal was to get him to orgasm as quick as possible.
Hadyn’s hand stayed in the same position, pumping at Taylor’s cock. He pulled and jerked, staying at the base. He could feel Taylor reacting, listening to him growl under his breath.
When Taylor started to rock his body, fucking at Hadyn’s hand, he knew his roommate was close.
With his other hand, Hadyn ran it down Taylor’s back and curled two fingers around his ass. He spread his cheeks open and went for his hole. His middle finger tested it, pressing against the extreme tightness of it, and Taylor started to let out convulsive breaths.
“Yes,” he whispered, “oh Hadyn… yes…”
Hadyn increased his speed, jerking harder at Taylor, feeling him engorging more in his hand.
“I want to feel it,” Hadyn whispered. “I want to feel your cum on my hand…”
He leaned forward and kissed Taylor’s bony back.
Taylor cried out in pleasure and Hadyn pressed harder on his hole, feeling the tip of his finger penetrating him.
“Yes, yes,” Taylor said again.
His grip on the bedpost intensified and his body rocked and soon became quick pumps.
He was ready.
Hadyn could feel it.
As Taylor’s cock stiffened more than ever, he threw his head back and let out a grunt as his cock let loose.
Hadyn hurried and forced his middle finger deeper into Taylor’s ass. At the first shot of orgasm, with his muscles pushing the cum out, Taylor’s hole loosened enough to let Hadyn slip in.
He kept his finger there while his hand went to the head of Taylor’s cock, giving it little jerks, cupping his hand around it too, catching as much cum as he could. Then he spread the cum on Taylor’s cock, using it as a lube to finishing jerking his roommate off.
Once Taylor started to relax, Hadyn’s hand went back to the base of Taylor’s cock where he slowly pumped him, not wanting to miss a drop.
He took his finger out and rubbed up his ass to his back. Next he released his hand from Taylor and backed away.
Taylor stood breathing heavy, still holding the bed post, as his cock throbbed, even while going flaccid.
“I needed that,” Taylor said.
“I know,” Hadyn said.
“Tell me… about your night…”
“Taylor…”
“No, I want to hear it. Someday I want to do it too.”
“I got to the top of the mountain and I could smell her,” Hadyn said. “I could smell her scent. Her sex. Her body. Everything. It was as though my face was between her legs, inhaling her. So I tracked it. The more I tracked, the closer I got, the more I had to have her. Soon, I was charging at a speed I didn’t know I had. When I came to the clearing I saw her with a man.”
Taylor looked back, his eyes widened.
“The man tried to hurt her,” Hadyn said. “He was forcing himself on her. Trying to make her be with him. I tried to remain calm, but then she looked at me. Our eyes met and in that second, we were together… then I snapped. I lunged forward and scared the man off. By then she was already touching herself, waiting for me.
I changed and stood before her naked, and hard.
She took her pants off and I turned her around. I held her shoulders and fucked her.”
“You were in a mating position,” Taylor said.
Hadyn nodded. He knew how bad that could be.
“But there were no emotions,” Hadyn said. “I don’t know her name. I fucked her. Then I left.”
Taylor let out a soft groan and let go of the bed post. His cock was now relaxed, still hanging long, evident of his other orgasm still clinging to him.
“Thank you again,” Taylor said.
“I understand it,” Hadyn said. “That’s why I’m here. We both know…”
“Are you okay now?” Taylor asked, pointing to Hadyn’s penis.
Hadyn shook his head. “No. I never am. But I’ll manage tonight. You enjoy the feeling. Sleep.”
Taylor walked to Hadyn and put a hand to his face.
“You are something special, Hadyn Heat,” Taylor said. He kissed Hadyn on the cheek first, then on his lips.
The taste of Taylor’s sweet, thin lips almost sent Hadyn into a tizzy. He shut his eyes and felt his body raging, wanting to either fuck or change into a wolf.
Or maybe both.
“Are you… sure…,” Taylor whispered as he licked Hadyn’s lips.
His hand went to Hadyn’s cock and squeezed.
Hadyn growled and felt the blood rush.
He was hard a second later.
2.
Hadyn wanted to pull away to fall asleep with the fading memory of the woman’s wet pussy and how it felt stretching around his cock. Maybe someday he would have that kind of choice, but right now, his body and his natural instinct were in control.
He was helpless.
All because of a skinny little wolf named Taylor.
Taylor knew it too; standing there with one hand on Hadyn’s ass, the other on the hard line of his cock, just breathing on his neck, using the force of airs from his nostrils, quite the unfair mating move.
Hadyn knew how bad he wanted Taylor to be his mate and while they had set clear lines of right and wrong and what could happen, Taylor liked to walk that line all the time.
With his cock hard Hadyn took a step back. He took four more steps until he felt Taylor’s bed touch his legs.
If this was going to happen…
Hadyn went to his pants. He unbuckled them and slid them down, letting his erection stand free. He could feel his heart pumping the blood to his cock, flowing like an erotic river, all the way to the tip of his penis and back.
He started to breathe heavily as he sat down on the bed.
Looking up, Hadyn saw the hungry eyes of Taylor and knew that the urges tonight were wild. Never one to believe in the full moon theories the humans discussed, Hadyn couldn’t help but wonder what was in the air. More so, were the other wolves doing the same thing in their houses and buildings too?
Taylor dropped to his knees and one hand took Hadyn’s cock while the other rubbed Hadyn’s leg.
Taylor came forward and offered a little flick of his tongue on the tip of Hadyn’s cock. Then he moved in more to let his tongue lick from the base of Hadyn’s shaft up to the tip, Taylor opened his mouth, and let Hadyn’s penis slide into his mouth.
Hadyn let out a long breath, the pleasure of his roommate’s mouth running wild through his body was exhilarating.
Taylor didn’t mess around either.
He respected Hadyn for helping him, as nothing could be worse than trying to sleep with a sexual urge lingering, desperate to be satisfied.
Taylor moved up and down with speed and moisture, taking enough of Hadyn’s cock that he his started to bounce off his own hand that gripped and jerked the base of Hadyn. He closed his mouth as much as he could to increase pressure, letting his lips roll down Hadyn’s sensitive, rough skin. His hand on Hadyn’s cock jerked faster, moving that cum along from his sack to his penis, wanting to taste it.
At first, Hadyn felt great. The blowjob was more of a relaxing experience for himself as he still rode the high from fucking the woman.
But after a few minutes, the urge to fuck and cum started to build again, and soon Hadyn found himself thrusting his cock deeper into Taylor’s mouth.
He knew he was being too rough with his roommate’s mouth, but this was one of those times where Hadyn’s thinking and rationale were second best to his body’s wants.
Taylor continued with the blowjob, closing his eyes, taking all the hard thrusts Hadyn gave him, all the while his hand jerked and pumped.
As Hadyn moved deeper into Taylor’s mouth, he put one of his hands on the back of Taylor’s head. He let his fingers spread open and he left out a soft growl.
He wanted to apologize to Taylor if anything hurt him, but he was lost, trapped between pleasure and his body’s urge.
Hadyn pressed on Taylor’s head while he thrust up.
Taylor let out a cry, but instead of pulling up to take a breath, he knew exactly how Hadyn felt. He moved his hand off Hadyn’s cock and put that one to Hadyn’s other leg. He positioned himself directly over Hadyn’s cock to ensure he could go as deep as Hadyn wanted him to.
Hadyn pressed hard on Taylor’s head, forcing all of his cock deep into his roommate’s mouth, the tip of his cock hitting his throat, feeling Taylor’s lips touching his pubes.
With another growl, Hadyn felt the cum starting its way.
His body was ready to release.
Finally.
Hadyn fought the urge of his hand the best he could, but the thrusts of his own body couldn’t be stopped. They became more intense, more like jabbing, as his speed started to go wild. He wasn’t receiving a blowjob, he was fucking Taylor’s mouth.
Hard.
As the orgasm peaked, Hadyn felt his throat rolling in a growl that if he let out, would have shook the entire house.
A second later, the first explosion of cum layered Taylor’s mouth.
Taylor hurried to put a hand back to Hadyn’s cock, to help pump all the cum into his own mouth, making sure his friend wasn’t left with anything to bother him through the night.
Hadyn put his head back and kept his hips thrusting.
Taylor stayed in place, letting Hadyn control the orgasm.
The cum filled Taylor’s mouth. When Hadyn finally stopped moving and pulled himself out of his roommates mouth, Taylor swallowed it all.
Hadyn looked down to Taylor, taking deep breaths.
“Thank you for helping me,” Taylor said, then stood up.
Hadyn put a hand to Taylor’s leg and squeezed. “I will have you someday, Taylor. Know that. I will feel you, on me. You’ll feel me, in you.”
“I hope so,” Taylor said.
“You will, I swear. We just can’t… we can’t risk mating…”
“Goodnight Hadyn,” Taylor said.
Hadyn got the hint, so he stood from Taylor’s bed and walked to his own.
Five minutes later, both men fell asleep as they changed back into their wolf form. This was a defense mechanism in case someone, or something, found them. They could either fight or run more effectively as wolves.
However, whether man or wolf, their sexual urges were still strong.
3.
The next morning, all the wolves, boys, men, and women woke at the crack of dawn, another joyful aspect of their growing ages.
The time of being young and sleeping in was long gone.
The change from pup to beast wasn’t one that came only with an extra set of hormones that made you want to fuck anything that moved. It came with a new mindset of life, survival, and instinct.
Even Hadyn couldn’t believe it when his eyes opened to find the first explosion of purple, pink, and orange from the sunrise. He had been up so late the night before, traveling to find the woman and then his little romp with Taylor.
He sat up, back in his human form, and stared down at the bulge in the sheets.
Waking with an erection used to be fun.
Hadyn would wonder what kind of subliminal dreams he was having to make him so hard like that.
Now it was just annoying.
His urges churned and instantly he felt horny.
“Morning,” Taylor called from the other bed.
Hadyn looked at him with a devious smile, enjoying his bad thoughts.
“Can’t do it,” Taylor said rubbing his eyes. “We have a defense lesson today.”
Shit, Hadyn thought, it was Saturday.
Saturdays for the next few months were defense lessons. Ways for the tribe to show the new adults how to protect themselves and others. Mostly it was lessons on how to get out of trouble without losing your cool and killing a couple dozen people.
Face it, no matter how human, wolves were wolves and a pissed off wolf was going to kill something.
In the case of Hadyn, he preferred to fuck over fight, but that was neither here nor there.
“I hate this stuff,” Hadyn said putting on a t-shirt.
“I know, me too,” Taylor said. “But you know… since last year…”
“Yeah, yeah, Jonny went nuts.”
“Nuts?” Taylor asked shaking his head. “That wasn’t nuts. That was… okay, fine, nuts.”
Jonny had been a new mature wolf, just as horny as the rest of the pack. They had been traveling through the woods, minding their own business when a few people on bikes rode by. Jonny caught scent of one of the men and began to chase him. The rest of the pack tried to stop him, but once the urge had locked in, the only chance of helping was to chase Jonny down.
Soon it became a pack of riders being chased by a pack of wolves.
Jonny lunged and took the man off his bike.
He rolled with the man in his arms and changed back to a human.
The rest of the riders skidded to a stop.
The pack of wolves tried to stop Jonny, as did the man he was trying to force himself into, but it appeared could stop him.
Until the sound of a gun rang out.
The pack turned to see one of the men standing with a gun, shooting in the air.
Jonny bared his teeth and dove towards the man with the gun. A defense mechanism kicked in – kind of like trying to take a bone away from a dog.
Jonny couldn’t control himself. In midair he changed back into a wolf and took out the man’s throat.
The gun fell to the ground, but another rider had a gun.
He shot Jonny in the ribs.
The bullet pierced, but Jonny, the wolf, could still move.
He turned and took out that rider, chewing through his neck like it was nothing.
The rider that Jonny had been chasing ran up behind him screaming and waving a knife. As he tried to attack, another wolf tried to stop him. The rider turned and sliced the pack member in the face.
Jonny battled his raging hormones, his need to defend himself, his thirst of blood, and the fact that someone had hurt one of his wolf pack.
Jonny pounced at the same time that the man lifted the knife and stabbed Jonny in the heart.
Jonny changed back to a man and fell lifeless.
“What the fuck?!” the man screamed, shaking, on the verge of tears.
Killing a wolf meant death.
NO matter what.
The rest of the pack changed back into wolves and had no choice…
When the bikers were killed, the wolves carried Jonny back to camp where he was buried.
If Jonny had been able to just control his desires and leave the scent go, or better yet, track the scent later, as a man, it never would have happened.
It was then decided that, upon maturity, all wolves needed to be taught control.
“You ready Hadyn?” Taylor called out.
Taylor flipped his hair from his eyes, but it fell right back over them a second later.
“Yeah, let’s get rough,” Hadyn said with a wink.
Both Taylor and Hadyn had the same thought: I wish.
4.
The area was set in the low valley between the mountains. Nobody would ever come by there, and even if they did, they’d see a group of small, old buildings.
People in the local towns knew of the wolves in the woods, and usually stayed clear. There were stories in town of shifters – people who change from man to wolf – but that was nothing but a story to tell to scare children.
It’s also what made the situation with Jonny even more difficult.
Once the men on the bikes were reported missing, the locals had to search the woods.
The pack of wolves that had killed the men were not in the business of covering up murder, so the bikes and decomposed bodies were eventually found. It was determined they were killed by wolves and yet another warning to stay away from the woods went out.
Some listened, some didn’t.
Today though, if a human dared to be in the woods, they’d flee pretty quickly.
The defense sessions were wild.
A group of men were circled around two others.
The goal?
To instigate the other into fighting.
Whoever cracked first, meaning they attacked or shifted, lost.
There usually weren’t punishments handed out for losing, just merely pep talks and reasons why the men, women, and the wolves, needed to hold themselves together. Every now and again, things will escalate until one of the older wolves step in to fix it.
They drew randomly, or something sort of like it.
“Please listen,” announced one of the chief wolves. His name was Richard, nothing fancy, but his body was anything but. He was sculpted like a Greek statue. Every muscle was toned and visible. He was a tall man who had the gentlest touch when you needed it, but also a man who wasn’t afraid to defend any and all wolves. He was a man who could reason with the Devil itself if it came to it; a man all the wolves wished they could have been with.
Just by Richard standing on the ground, it was quite visible of the aroused feelings swirling around. Women felt themselves growing wet, their eyes lowering, imagining jumping him. Men controlled their urges, feeling thankful they weren’t in wolf form because wolves could not hide erections.
“Control is hard, we know that. I’ve been where you all are, and I’ve survived. What happens amongst yourselves is your choice, but the key is safety. And that means for all. No leaving camp. No hurting other people. We may not be fully human, but live among them as they live among us. Your time will come to find a mate and settle. I promise you, it will. Right now, it may not seem it…”
“Let’s fight!” someone yelled and then let out a howl.
This was followed by a chuckle and a few howls from some of the other men.
“Well then,” Richard said, “pent up… energy?”
He laughed and pointed to a man named Charlen.
He was scrawny but fierce, the kind that would pick a fight with someone too big and not stop until he was dead.
Then Richard pointed to Taylor.
It was a perfect match.
Taylor stepped forward and Hadyn felt his hand touch his roommate’s.
A simple gesture of good luck, not that there was anything really to gain or lose.
“Oh, little Taylor,” Charlen said. “Little Taylor. Are you as skinny down there as you are in your arms?” Charlen pointed to Taylor’s penis.
The crowd laughed, even the women.
Taylor looked around and his face turned red.
“Even if it was, it’d still be bigger than yours,” Taylor said. He stood and crossed his arms and stuck out his hip, almost like a woman would.
The crowd cheered again.
“You gonna take that Charlen?” someone taunted.
“Yeah Charlen,” Taylor said, “or are you going to stay quiet? Like a quiet… little… bitch…”
The crowd went from cheers to gasps and OOOHHH’s.
One small rule – don’t call a wolf a bitch, man or woman.
It was just something you didn’t do…
Then in an even bolder move, Taylor turned around and strutted back toward Hadyn.
Hadyn stood with his mouth open, kind of turned on.
Taylor was so skinny and weak looking, he couldn’t believe he’d say something like that.
Charlen’s face shook and he tried to fight it.
The crowd started to murmur and energy began to build.
Finally Charlen let out a cry of anger and ran towards Taylor.
He jumped and landed on Taylor’s back, forcing him to the ground. Just before the men hit the ground, they changed into wolves and started to claw and snap at each other. They weren’t going for death, but they were definitely going for blood.
Richard stepped in a second later, grabbed Charlen by the hind quarters to drag him off Taylor.
That’s just how strong Richard was.
Charlen turned with his teeth showing and Richard said, “Enough.”
Charlen lowered his lips over his teeth and then sneezed. As he stood up, he changed back to human form and took his place back in line.
Taylor changed back also and headed back to Hadyn.
“You bad ass,” Hadyn whispered.
“No, I have a great ass,” Taylor whispered back, “you should try it sometime…”
The words made Hadyn shiver.
With the sexual tension in the group building, and the sight of men wrestling, Hadyn felt his urges growing strong again. Stronger than they were last night when he left camp to find that woman.
“Okay, let’s have Ali and Brad come in.”
This was an interesting fight.
Ali was a woman.
Brad a man.
They stepped into the middle of the circle and almost instantly, Hadyn could sense the sexual need between the two of them. He could damn near smell Ali’s pussy dripping and caught the whiff of Brad’s sweat.
“Hey little thing,” Brad said. “Want a ride?”
“Fuck you,” Ali said.
That was Ali’s style. To the point, a little wild, and super hot.
She had the smallest breasts Hadyn had even seen on a woman, but that didn’t deter his interest in fucking her. He wondered what her nipples tasted like…
“Yeah, let’s do that,” Brad said. “Come on, girl, fuck me. I bet you wouldn’t know what to do with it.”
“Like I’d fuck a pencil dick like you.”
The crowd laughed.
Sadly, most of the defense work was based on sex because it was all they could think about. And it was the only thing the other person knew would get to the other.
“Yeah, you think that,” Brad said stumbling on his words. “But… you’re so wide, you could probably take ten of us and still not feel it.”
Oh, a low blow.
Ali curled her lip.
“Come on, get me,” Brad said. “Get me you little whore.”
Hadyn even gasped for air.
That was a little serious.
Whore?
He looked at Richard who stood stone cold staring at Ali and Brad.
The way his face was chiseled, he seriously could have been a statue.
Ali let out a growl.
“Oh, what is that?” Brad asked. “Is that your growl? I’ve burped louder than that you little whore.”
Twice?
Ali put her head back and closed her eyes.
She’s calming down, Hadyn thought.
Nope.
A second later, she jumped forward, arms open and legs spread, howling at Brad.
Suddenly, Hadyn knew this wasn’t an attack.
Brad caught Ali and hugged her for a second.
Why wasn’t Richard stopping this? Hadyn thought.
Brad then grabbed Ali by the waist and pulled her off. He wrestled her to the ground and turned her around. She put her head down, ass up, and started to wiggle left to right. Brad growled as he put his hands to her ass and started to dry hump his obvious erection against her.