PLT

Eric snarled as the potato peeler clattered around the sink. He sucked the nicked flesh and pouted.

I leant over and picked up the offensive plastic-cased object. “Are you okay hun?”

“Fine.” Eric muttered around his bleeding finger. He snatched the peeler out of my hands and continued to rip the skin off the potatoes. Great chunks of white flesh came away with each strip.

“Really, because it looks like you’re trying to savage that.” I tutted as I continued to chop carrots. “Calm down and skin it, don’t scalp it.”

Eric threw the peeler down and ripped the remaining skin off with his nails. He was breathing heavily.

I put down the knife and held out my hand. “Here, give it before you try to bite it in half.”

He dropped it in my waiting palm and began pacing the small kitchen.

“I thought you’d have a handle on this by now.” I commented as I tossed the potato into the pot of waiting water.

“I can’t help it.” He ran his hands through his hair, tousling it until it resembled fur. “It’s the pre-lunar tension.”

I turned and leant against the sink. “Come here.” I crooned and pulled him in by the lapels. When he was close enough for his nose to brush mine I kissed him gently. His lips were warm and soft.

His breathing slowed. He nuzzled me, inhaling my scent. Leaning in until his eyelashes brushed against my cheek he wrapped his arms around me, cocooning me in his warmth. He smelled musky and delicious.

I leant forward and nipped his ear. He growled from the base of his throat, sending a tingle along my spine. His grip tightened until I could barely breath.

“Sorry!” He let go quickly, worried. “I didn’t mean to-“

I leapt forward and kissed him, biting his lip. He dug his fingers into me. I could feel his nails hardening into claws already. I arched into him, pressing my denim jeans against his to get that sweet friction.

His breathing was getting ragged as I ran my fingers through his long hair, trailing nails across his scalp. He shuddered and low growls began to escape with each pant.

Gripping me by the shoulders he lifted me up and shoved me against cupboards. My arse landed on the chopping board, sending carrot flying everywhere.

“You need to work out some of that tension.” I hissed as I bit along the curve of his ear, sucking on his lobe when I got to it. He responded by devouring my neck, scraping his teeth along my tender flesh and licking the marks he made. My legs clenched involuntarily as I crumbled under his hot wet mouth. He worked his way down, not even pausing long enough for me to remove my clothes. With half-formed claws he ripped my shirt off and sliced through my bra, tossing them to the floor. His mouth bit and sucked my breasts, suddenly unleashed, and his claws dug into my ribs as he moved me wherever he pleased.

I was shuddering from his desperate yet expert mouth as he slowed down to long slow licks down my stomach and to the band of my jeans. He stared at it for a moment, confused. Then with that wolfen single-mindedness he snapped the jeans up in his jaws and tugged. The button snapped and the zipper ripped open, exposing my cotton underwear. Recovering his senses somewhat he released one hand from my ribs and tugged the jeans off in one swift movement, holding me up with the other hand. As he brought me back down again his mouth came up to meet mine. Our tongues intertwined and he pushed against mine with all the ferocity he had applied to my pants. Breathing heavily he pulled back and gazed into my eyes. His were deep golden brown and filled with an intense electricity that shot from his to mine like a lightning bolt, electrifying my whole body. He had the eyes of a predator and I was his prey.

Releasing me from his gaze he dropped down to my hips. He trailed his tongue from one side to the other to my mounting excitement. I could feel it building as his soft moist muscle played along my alert skin. Suddenly his dropped and my cotton panties were in his mouth. He looked up at me with those hungry golden eyes and I nearly came on the spot. With a strong tug he ripped open my panties, exposing me to his tongue. He delved in, circling my clit and sliding in and out of my wet hole. His tongue thrust into me again and again, bring me to the edge of ecstasy. My body was quivering, the tension almost too much. Then he bit my clit and I came, shouting his name in a spurt of incomprehensible gibberish. I grabbed his head and pressed it into me, begging him to keep going, to bring me to that glorious edge again. He complied and flicked his tongue across my clit in one slow teasing motion, again and again back and forth. Just as I thought I might burst against he let the tip slip down and inside me, soothing the burning fire that had built. I closed my eyes and rocked my hips against his mouth, his soft lips caressing my tender flesh as his hot wet tongue plunged deep inside me, pressing that button that sat so close to my entrance. I clenched my legs and rocked my way to a second delicious orgasm that left me floating in a sea of pleasure.

When I opened my eyes again he was standing over me, watching with a sexy smirk on his face. He planted a hand either side of me and leant in to whisper in my ear, “It’s time to fuck.”

Before I could respond he’d lifted me up and bent me over the sink. My nose stopped centimeters from its ridges. He gripped my hips with firm hands and I felt his big hard cock slide into me. I keened as it touched my inner wall. The grip on my hips tightened and with a grunt he began thrusting hard, slamming into me and sending waves of pleasure sparking across my entire body. Reaching up he gripped my nipple and twisted, causing me to cry out in pleasure and a hint of agony. The hand dragged down my body and the grunts turned to snarls. I tried to stand up but he pinned me down and started biting my back. I whimpered as teeth pierced skin. A soothing tongue swept across it and butterfly kisses trailed the length of my spine.

“I can’t… control it… much longer…” Eric managed to gasp between thrusts.

“Do it.” I moaned, pushing back against him at the thought.

“Hah… hah…” he lost the power of speech as the beast took over. He dug his claws in, riding me like the animal he was.

“Do it!” I screamed as I felt the wave of orgasm slam into me. Eric came, shooting inside me and filling me with his warm stickiness to the accompanying howl.

Spent, he pulled away and collapsed on a chair. I shuddered, the afterglow threatening to swallow me up. Staggering on legs that felt like rubber I sat on top of my half-man, half-wolf and kissed his cheek.

“Feel better?” I asked, running trembling hands through his sweat-matted hair.
“Loads.” He breathed, eyes closed.

His eyes snapped open a moment later. “Did I hurt you?”

I looked down at my naked body. Claw marks and welts covered my torso and my back stung when it touched anything. “Nah.” I grinned and continued to stroke his hair. “Totally worth it for my wolfikins.”

Eric snorted.

I nuzzled his chin. “And as my reward for helping you through your time of the month, you get to finish making dinner.”

Eric gripped the back of my neck and gave me a long hard stare that lit a fire deep inside me.

“Or we could go round two.”

Looking into those glowing eyes I forgot how to breathe. “I don’t get a choice, do I?”

Eric grinned. The moonlight glinting off his canines.

“No.” he growled.

– J.B. Sutherland