Perfect Mate

I can smell her, alive. I move through the trees so quickly they are a blur. I know she is near. Her heart pounding in my head. My wolf sense of smell makes everything so clear. My mate is close. Her scent, so familiar. Suddenly, she is at my side. Her black coat, a dark complement to my golden one.

We are running full speed but it feels almost effortless. She growls quietly and takes off towards the left. I am at her heels, then I can also smell the deer we are after. I move to the right, I know we are close now. I can almost taste it. We are almost to a clearing and I can see him. A huge stag, grazing calmly.

We run the perimeter on opposite sides. I go low. She mirrors me. He stills but it is too late. We spring and she is at his throat. I am at his core. The soft meat belly gives way easily in my mouth. All I can taste is beautiful red. He is down, dying fast. I look to her. She smiles that wolf smile, blood covering her muzzle.

The rest of the pack is suddenly there. But they must wait at the edges till we are done. The code of the pack. Alphas are always first. I rip into him. The meat is good, almost sweet. I consume a few more mouthfuls until my belly is full. I leave the carcass and lay down at the edge of the clearing; signaling that I am done. The ground is soft and cool here.

The pack stays at bay until she is also done. She tosses her head back and howls. The rest of us join in and our voices echo through the night. She leaves them and comes closer to me. She nips my ear playfully and I roll on my side. I bat at her with my paws. She lays next to me and licks my face clean. I nuzzle against her, burying my nose in her fur. She smells like home. Slowly, the rest of the pack joins us. So we lay together in a warm heap. I am full, safe, and warm. I let out a sigh of content and close my eyes. This is home.







I can smell her, alive. I move in through the front door of our house. Her heart pounding in my head. I know my mate is close. Even in human form I keep my wolf senses. I take my shoes off and quickly remove the rest of my clothes, leaving them in a pile by the door. Why wear them when it is unneeded?

I walk silently toward our bedroom. She is on the bed, also nude. She is on her stomach, head turned to the side, sleeping lightly. She is so beautiful. Sometimes I just love looking at her, trying to memorize every curve and scar. She is everything I have dreamed of and more, my alpha woman. She loves me as much as I do her. And she gave me the wonderful gift of the pack and of being a wolf. The pack is family but she is my home. My life.

I crawl slowly on top of her. Her hair is short, leaving her throat exposed. I nuzzle her neck and gently lick just behind her ear.

“Hello, love.” She whispers as she awakens.

“I missed you.” I respond.

She turns her head to capture my mouth. I slip my tongue into her mouth. She nibbles lightly and arches against me. Skin caressing skin. I wrap my arms around her waist and go up into a sitting position, pulling her along with me. My hands kneed her breasts and play roughly with her nipples. She moans as she moves her hand to run along my hips. I can smell her arousal, a wonderful scent driving me mad.

“Mark me tonight.” She growls softly.

My mind goes fuzzy as I try not to cum on the spot. Somehow, I find words again.

“Only if you mark me as well.”

Her hand slips down and squeezes my hard cock. I whimper loudly. In a quick movement she is free of my grasp. She turns to face me, a feral look in her green eyes. She pushes me back on the bed and all I can do is smile. She is on top of me in an instant. Her mouth locks with mine. She sits up and impales herself onto me.

We howl in unison as she starts to ride me. Back and forth, forceful yet slow. My hands go back to her tits. I am crazed, on fire. I buck under her. She is warm and I want so much more. Her movements become more wild, her head thrown back, hands covering mine. Back and forth. I close my eyes, trying to focus. I open them and our eyes lock. She lays against me, full contact.

“You feed the beast I have within me.” She says.

“We belong together.” Is all I can say back.

We are both so close. I feel the heat intensifying. She bares her teeth. It is time. She moves her head to the base of my neck. I copy her. We bite down almost at the same moment. Her teeth are in me and the pain is exquisite.

Her flesh gives easily. Her sweet blood floods my mouth as orgasm hits. I cum hard, wanting her to have every part of me. She thrashes violently above me. So good I think I will die. And I just keep coming.

She pulls away. My blood runs down her chin. We kiss and become one, bonded with sex and blood. She rolls off of me as we both try to recover and breathe normally. We clean each other, making sure all the mess is gone. We have matching teeth marks between our shoulders and throats. I move my fingers over the mark on me. It takes a long time to heal a lycanthrope bite. I hope to have the scar forever. She smiles at and I know we are both complete.