Passing

This chapter is rated NC-17 for sex.

Rejoined

At Deana’s insistence, we checked out of hotel and turned in the rental car. She had a VW van that was a newer version of the camper Kit picked me up in on my first visit. It had the same howling coyote Spirit Peak Logo on it. I rode up front with her as the kids explored the back. We left Colorado Springs behind heading out the same route I had driven the day before.

“Will Kit meet us?” I asked.
Deana was quiet a moment as if considering her answer.
“It’s hard to say, there is a lot of things going on right now. He may be called away.”
“I see, I ran into his son yesterday but he ran off before I could talk to him.”
“Oh yea, his son,” she said with a slight grin.
“What is his name?”
“Junior,” she said with a laugh. “Just call him Kit Coyote Junior.”

We eventually arrived at the bridge and there just beyond it was the entrance to the Resort, just as I remembered it. Exactly in the spot where I had stood yesterday staring at an undisturbed forest.
“We tried to find our way here yesterday but couldn’t find the entrance.”
“Yea, it is kind of hard to find.”
I decided just to leave it at that, there was entirely too many strange things going on here and I wanted to try and sort them out before confronting her with them.

We pulled up in front of the Lodge.
“I’ll go ahead and let them know we’re here. Just unload your stuff and meet me in the lobby.”
She ran ahead as the kids helped get the luggage out of the back. The building looked exactly the same as before except a ramp had been added to the porch. The wood work of the ramp blended so well into the log cabin look of the structure it seemed part of the original construction.

In the lobby waiting for us were Beth, Deana and ‘Junior’. To say that Beth had aged well would be an understatement. Deana had aged well, looking several years younger than she had to be but still within realm of acceptability. Beth however had barely changed at all.
“It is good to see you again, Melody.” Beth said embracing me. “I am glad to see you are well.”
“Thank You,” I said. “I’m glad you could find room for us on such short notice.”
“No problem, the Resort is currently closed so there is plenty of room but I must ask that you and your family stay inside the Lodge grounds and main paths. There is activity going on off the paths that may be hazardous.”
“Thank you for the warning,” I said but my attention kept drifting to the boy.
He was the spitting image of my Kit. He met my stare and I began to suspect the likeness was more than just father/son.

“I heard you ran into…Junior yesterday,” Beth said noting my stare.
“Yes but we didn’t get to talk.”
“Well there may be time for that later.”
She turned to him.
“Please take our guests luggage to their rooms.”
He glowered at her a moment then lowered his eyes.
“Of course my Lady, your wish is my command.”

My heart skipped a beat. The words were said defiantly instead of jokingly but…
“Come,” Beth said. “Let’s have lunch and you can tell me about your life since your last visit with us.”
As usual, her manner was such that refusing would have seemed improper. Lunch was served by Galen who also showed little sign of aging.
‘Whatever is in the water here, they should bottle it.’ I thought which brought to mind the dream. More evidence that it wasn’t just a dream.

After lunch we went to our rooms to unpack. Claire cornered me as soon as we were alone.
“What are they?” She asked.
“What?”
“That lady Ms. Beth and Mr. Galen, what are they? Why are their ears like that?”
“Like what?”
“They were pointed just like…elves in Lord of the Rings and their eyes were funny, cat-like.”
“You’re losing it,” Peter said. “They looked normal to me.”

I stared at her and Peter a moment.
“I don’t know,” I said at last. “Help your brother unpack.”
As they left me to my thoughts which were jumbled as I sorted through a growing list of impossibilities. I put 2 and 2 together and quite undisputedly came up with 15.
“I’ve got to go talk to someone,” I said. “Stay in the Lodge till I get back.”

I made my way quietly out a side door and made my way to Kit’s cabin. The door opened in response to my frantic knock.
“Can I come in, Junior?”
He swallowed nervously.
“Now wouldn’t be a good time…”
“Please, we need to talk.”

He nodded and stepped aside.
The cabin was pretty much as I remembered it. I took a seat on the couch as he followed.
“Would you like something to drink?”
“Some tea if you have it.”
“Certainly.” He said and started pulling the fixings out of cabinets.

I looked at his back as he worked.
“It wasn’t a dream was it?”
He stiffened.
“I don’t know…”
“The spring, the ears, the tail…it was all real.”
He slowly turned and looked me in the eye.
“Yes.”
“I knew it, you are Kit!”
He walked over and sat down next to me.
“I can’t lie to you, Melody. Yes I’m Kit.”

I stared at him a second.
“So what is the real you? This or what I saw at the spring?”
He smiled and stood up.
“Yes, no more deceptions,” he said and started taking off his jeans.
“Sorry,” he said noticing my look. “This is uncomfortable to do in jeans.”
He dropped the pants and stepped out of them leaving him wearing a t-shirt and boxers. Then it was like the air around him shimmered and the coyote ears and tail appeared. The tail was sticking out one of the boxer legs so I could understand what he meant by being uncomfortable in jeans.

“This is my true self,” he said sitting down next to me again.
I found myself reaching up to feel his left ear, as I stroked the soft fur he let out a satisfied sigh. His hand came up to stroke my hair in return.
“I don’t understand, what…” I started to ask the first of a hundred questions forming in my mind but it was cut off as he leaned forward and kissed me.

He pulled me into his arms as the kiss deepened and I wrapped my arms around him in return. Within moments we were pulling at each others clothing, wanting nothing between us. Soon clothing discarded, Kit picked me up in his strong arms and carried me to the bedroom. Lowering me onto the bed, he climbed between my legs and my world exploded as his tongue lashed out. It was obvious even to my distant memories that he had greatly increased in experience since he last did this to me. Clearly he had not been celibate all these years. I ran my fingers through his hair and stroked the ears to encourage him and he rewarded my efforts.

A small part of my mind not subsumed by the waves of pleasure he was giving me was fascinated by the tail whipping back and forth over his upraised butt like an excited puppy. If I hadn’t been so busy moaning, I would have giggled. Then I grabbed hold of his hair and pulled him into me as my first orgasm hit. I stroked his hair as I slowly recovered and noticed the mischievous grin on his face as he watched. Well, he wasn’t the only one who had gained experience!

Sitting up, I pushed him over onto his back and kissed my way down his smooth developed abs to swallow his hard cock. His sharp intake of breath followed by sensual moans showed he appreciated my efforts. I watched fascinated as the tail in front of me twitched and jerked as I expertly sucked and teased his hardness. Then I felt his strong arms pulling up and around to kiss again. He rolled me on my back again and his lips found my nipple sending ripples of pleasure through me as he positioned himself over me. He kissed his way up to my neck and then reclaimed my lips capturing the moan that escaped as his hardness sank into my welcoming depths.

Our lovemaking was intense and desperate but unlike before this was a desperation born of long denied desire. My nails clawed at his back as another orgasm swept through me. He stiffened above me and with a groan emptied his seed into my waiting womb. Breathing hard and covered with sweat, we collapsed into each others arms in satisfied bliss.