Cursed Blessing

The storm lasted for a few days, but they turned out to be the best of her life. They hunted together, running through the rain chasing their prey, returning to check on the men giving them the meat needed, then returning to their own cave. They tasted, teased and learned each other’s bodies very well. Nightly echoes of pleasure came from their temporary home. But now the rains had left and again they were on the trail north.



Christian was walking behind her most of the trip, keeping an eye on her rear swaying in the way only woman can do.

She knew why he walked behind her, sometimes adding an extra wiggle just for him. Their travels took them higher where the air chilled. Mountains loomed before them. An unease went down her spine and she sent out her wolf senses trying to locate what made her uneasy. "Christian do you feel that? "



He was in the middle of trying to pinch her rear when he smelled it. “I do” he answered and walked around her, sniffing the air.



Her eyes searched the sky, ears strained. The men became restless from their behavior. Weapons were drawn at the ready. "Christian, there in the air, something is coming this way and it’s not a bird." She pointed at the speck that was getting larger and forming into a great winged creature.



He growled and changed himself to were form, he hated these creatures. He used to hunt them for food at times.



The large winged creatures mixed with Gryphon blood circled the group. There were two of them, taking turns mock diving at them. She threw up a barrier around herself and the men. Their great wing stirred up the ground, leaves and shook the trees. "We have to bring them down if we are going to be able to fight them."



“You want them down? I’ll bring them down” He took off running; one of the creatures took off after him and was making a dive. Moments before it struck him, he jumped backwards in a flip, as he passed over the creature; he grabbed a hold of the base of its wings and ripped them from the body.



It let out a horrific sound then hit the ground hard, pushing dirt and knocking down trees. The second see its mate harmed when after him. She threw a spell and magic into the air, vines erupted from the trees, tangling around the creature. The men ran to the one that was down and began fighting it.



Christian took on the entangled creature, as he was about upon it. The beast ripped the vines to shreds and grabbed Christian in its talons, quickly gaining heights to drop him to his death.



She screamed as she saw Christian fall from its claws. She cast another spell having the vines catch Christian then hit the flying beast with energy and fire. It turned and dived for her but she held her ground. She threw up her hands and sent a wall of fire towards it. The air filled with screams, the smell of burning flesh and feathers. She gagged at the smell. The speed of its dive pushed it towards her, she ducked at the last moment but was caught by one of the beasts claws causing her to slam into the ground, just before it did.



Seeing her go down sent anger throughout his body, he ripped the vines to shreds and he landed hard on his feet. He jumped over the burnt carcass and came to a stop by the rest of the men that were struggling with the first beast. “Go check on her, this thing is mine” he said and looked at the creature, waiting to kill it.



The men rushed to her, she sat up, shook her head and winced. A cut was bleeding on her arm and no doubt she would be bruised from the contact. "I\'m alright. Dispatch the damn things."



Christian stood face to face with the wounded creature, both angered by what their mates looked like. The beast attacked first, sharp talons and beak aimed at the wolf. The wolf jumped in return and caught the front legs of the beast, holding it firm. The beak was launched at him, every time he dodged it, but when he had enough, he grabbed the beak in his jaws and ripped them from the scull, spraying the blood all over his fur. He wasn’t done yet; he ripped the front legs from the body and started to beat the dying beast with them.



She smelled the blood and knew Christian plus his men was dealing with the creatures. She gained her feet and looked around. Both creatures where dead, she check the men for any injuries, while they tried to help her with hers. She just kept shooing them away. Once she was sure none where injured she went to Christian but he was covered in blood and gore, so she couldn’t tell. "Are you alright? Any injuries that may need tending? "



“Don’t bother yourself with me. Have yourself checked out” he took her arm and looked at the injury.



"I\'m fine it’s only a scratch and some bruising. The thing got me with its back legs. But you’re a mess."



“Yeah, I need a bath” he said and started to walk at the direction where they past a spring with a waterfall. “Camp here for tonight, we could use the rest and we already have meat”



She nodded and watched him leave. She set about give orders like a general. Told them so save some of the small feathers for her. They were used in some spells. Once the camp was set in motion she followed his scent trail.



He found the place and undressed. As he stepped into the clear water he could feel it was cooler than normal springs, probably because it was so high up north. He enjoyed it though, using the waterfall as a shower.



She found him under the fall and just watched the water run over his body. She slipped to the edge, removed her shoes and put her feet into the water.



Christian was actually singing as the water was pouring over him, an old tune from his home land.



His voice was beautiful. She closed her eyes and listened. Her feet swished in the cool water.



He screamed out loud in the middle of the song and pulled something from under the water. A Fish had mistaken his extra limb for something eatable. He just shrugged and ate the fish and one bite.



She burst into laughter, and then covered her mouth, but her shoulders shook. She gasped for air. "I am glad I do not have that problem when swimming."



He turned to look at her and pulled the wet hair out of his face. “I bet, but if you’re not nice I’ll make you regret you have those two fine hills on your chest”



"Ha" She splashed water at him. "I am being nice it’s the fish that isn’t." She giggled again.



“Oo, what if I want you to be bad? ” he grinned at her.



"Well, If you want me to be bad, then" She slowly stripped herself and entered the water. "I would have to just tease you."



“I am warning you, I don’t know what I would do to you. I would probably rape you again”



"You can’t rape the willing and I can restrain you if I have too." She approached him, the water just under her breasts.



He was drooling again, his tongue dropped far. He stepped out of the waterfall, the remains of the water running down his body.



She gave him a coy smile, her hand slipped under the water and wrapped around his already partially hardened member. She brushed her body against his.



He returned her hand play with his own, as he placed a single finger between her folds and held it there. “Two can play that game”



She moaned. Biting her lip, she nuzzled his shoulder then nipped it lightly. "You said to be naughty."



“Yeah, I can be naughty too”



She lazily stroked him. "Yes you can be. I learned that well in the cave."



She was teasing him and it was starting to annoy him. He started to stroke her between her lips extremely slowly.



Bucking against his hand, she released her grip on him and stepped back from him having the water run over her heating body. "Perhaps a run? "



“And the prize for the winner” he moved around her, eyeing her naked skin. Having his hand wander around her stomach, the sides and her back, the other side and then the stomach again as he walked around her.



His hands were making it hard to think. "Ummm...I dont know. Your hands are making it hard to think"

“Really?” he asked as his hand move over the underside of her breasts as he past her front.



She pushed into him. "Yes. I enjoy your hands on me." Her hands traveled his arms.



His hands moved up and down the sides of her breasts, just using his finger tips. “I love your skin”



Her hand wonder up to his hair and played with it idlely. She got a wicked look on her face, hooked her leg behind his and tripped him backwards into the water, slipping from his grip backwards.



He didn’t resurface, instead he moved towards her underwater and tossed her out of the water and made her land a few meters away.



She screamed at the sudden toss landing with a splash. She resurfaced brushing her hair off of her face. She looked for him, suddenly in a very playful mood. She watched the water.



He slowly moved himself beneath the water again, grinning at her just before he got out of view.

She moved slowly forward, then dove under the water. She looked for him. This was more exciting she could only use her eyesight all other senses where of no use. She surfaced and looked around. He was tricky.



He had learned over the years to keep his breath for some time, he even learned ways to camouflage himself underwater. He had noticed her feet moving in his direction and when she popped her head out of the water, the edge was his, he moved fast and made her go flying again.



He took another breath and made sure he would be under water before she would resurface.



She squealed again then splash, this time she stayed under the water and swam a bit before surfacing again."Christian, you are so not playing fair." She walked a bit then swam again.



He moved up behind her, he had used the soft sandy bottom of the spring to burrow himself under thin layer of sand to conceal. He moved silently and swam underneath her, then blew a big bubble from underneath her that would hit her sweet spot.



His attack caught her off guard, the bubble popped and tingled. She dove under again catching sight of him and swam after.



He used the bottom floor to propel him faster then he would if he swam, it also kicked up a lot of sand making it harder for her to follow. He couldn’t help himself to laugh, this cat and mouse thing was amusing, it worked in his disadvantage though, since he lost a lot of valuable air laughing.



She surfaced and frowned, she had lost him. She moved to a rock and climbed on it. It gave her a good view down into the water. She leaned over searching for him, her eyes scanned the water. He was here somewhere