Canis Lupus

A/N: Yes, not the best written thing ever, but I wanted to write some werewolf smut. So, to indulge myself, I did. Uh.... Yeah.



Canis Lupus

“Fuck. I am so… Fucked.” Leilani’s lack of words to describe her current situation would have been laughable if the situation itself wasn’t so dire. In fact, she doubted “dire” was even the word for it. “Shit.” She stomped her foot for emphasis, but only succeeded in impaling the poor appendage on an upturned rock on the tiny dirt road. Her car was several decades old, but Leilani loved it. The old Ford had personality, as well as a missing tailpipe. Her eyes watered, and Leilani leaned against the car, whimpering, and holding her injured foot. The beat up car remained silent, as silent as it had been when she had parked on the side of the road to consult her map, and it had not restarted. Luckily, she still had her phone, which was fully charged, and received very good signal.

Unfortunately, she realized this as she tried to pry open the door, which was stuck. Now, almost a full hour of futilely waiting for some hick to drive down the road and lend her his non-existent cell phone, Leilani was resting against the side of the car, nursing an injury, and feeling moments away from tears. The sun was setting, and she was seriously considering climbing up onto the top of the car to avoid the coyotes she swore she heard howling in the distance.

“How could this get any worse?” she muttered, kicking the side of the car. A loud honk caught her attention. “Well, the alarm could go off.” She said, swearing silently. “Fuck!” A full ten minutes later, the alarm stopped, and Leilani was practically in tears. “A road trip. Alone. To your cousin’s house in rural-fucking-Texas. With the old crap-ass car your father restored. Best. Idea. Ever.” She was shouting at that point, and oblivious to the shining headlights in the distance, until a distinct honk sounded.


“Get out of the road!” Leilani looked up, startled. Another car had come along, and a man was sitting in the driver’s seat, looking anxious. He glanced from her to the fading light in the sky, and beeped loudly at her again. “Seriously, some of us have shit to do!” Leilani huffed, and motioned to her dead car.

“What the hell do you want me to do, asshole? The car is dead.” She shouted, placing her hands on her hips.


“I don’t care, just move, I can drive around it!” he yelled, running a hand through his short black hair. Green eyes flashed angrily at her, and Leilani’s nostrils flared.


“Look, dickhead, don’t you know a lady in trouble when you see one?”


“I see someone in trouble, but it isn’t a lady,” he muttered, but Leilani glared, and rested one hand against the side of the truck. He growled. “Move, bitch!”


“Apologize to me, or I’m not moving.” She sniped, inspecting her nails.


“Move or I’ll run you over.”

“Apologize!” She shouted, but he only revved his engine in response. Leilani swallowed nervously. “Please?” she squeaked. The car lurched forward, and she dove out of the way, watching his taillights hatefully.

She was surprised when the car stopped, and the passenger door opened. The pickup truck’s driver, who Leilani grudgingly admitted was handsome, leaned his head out of the window. “Get whatever you can, and get in,” he grouched, and Leilani smirked. “What are you waiting for? Hurry the hell up, and get in the damn car.” The victorious little smile soured to a frown, and she hurriedly climbed in, slamming the door as hard as she could. He didn’t notice. Brushing the warnings of everyone she knew off about getting into strange cars with strange—rude—men, she watched as her beat up, rusted car faded into the darkening distance.

“Thank you,” she muttered, facing the window. The man didn’t say anything at first, but then cleared his throat.


“You’re welcome.” He trailed off, and the conversation died.


“Is there a hotel or something this way?” Leilani asked, reviving it.


“No, I was going to drop your irritating ass off on the side of the road in the dark, and then laugh as I drove away.” He responded sarcastically, looking nervously out the window, as the sun tried desperately to hold on to the horizon. At this, he pressed the gas pedal, and Leilani snarled.


“I wouldn’t put it past you, asshole,” she quipped, gripping the seat underneath her. Five minutes later, the bright lights of an obviously crap motel blinded her, as Leilani unbuckled her seatbelt. Before she could exit the car herself, he pushed her out roughly, and parked. Leilani laid on the ground for a second, before getting up and dusting off her legs. Cursing the fact that she had hit the gym for two months just to wear these shorts, she stomped after him, and into the motel. When she got inside, however, he was nowhere to be found. Storming up to the clerk, she glared at him.

“Where did the man with the black hair just go? Green eyes, complete dick?”

Somehow the misguided desk clerk thought she was joking, until she grabbed him by the collar, stopping his laughter abruptly. He nervously pointed toward the stairs.

“Third floor. Room 309.” He gulped, handing her a small key, and rubbed his neck, but Leilani was already halfway to the third floor. Panting, she thrust the key the sad little clerk had given her into the lock, and opened the door. The man’s clothes lay on the bed, and she fumed. He’d helped her, but then tossed her out of a partially moving car, not caring if she’d broken her neck or not! Talk about rude! Leilani closed the door, and stood in front of the bathroom door, where she heard the shower going. She more she stood there, the angrier she got, until she was enraged, her brown cheeks red with frustration. She was incensed even more when she ran an angry hand through her hair, and encountered several small twigs, and a couple of leaves. Crossing her arms, she prepared to give him a piece—a large piece—of her mind as the knob turned. He stood in the doorway, water rolling down his finely sculpted pale chest, and a towel wrapped around his waist.

“You bastard—!” she cursed, swinging her palm toward his face. However, instead of a satisfying crack, her palm encountered only air. Looking up, Leilani’s eyes narrowed as she discovered her wrist clasped in his large hand. He looked upset, and pale. Paler than he had been in the car, now that she thought about it.

“What does a person have to do to get rid of you?” he yelled, pushing her roughly away from him. “Get the fuck out! You can’t stay in here.”


“Who said I wanted to stay with you? Listen, you, you jerk! I cannot believe you threw me out of a moving car, and you just expect me to let that go? You are an ass—” Leilani stopped screaming as he groaned and dropped to the floor. The towel was barely hanging on. Leilani stepped reluctantly over to him. “Listen, do you need help, or something?” she asked, placing a hand on his shoulder. He groaned, and looked up, sweating.


“Get out—!”


“I’ll take that as a yes.” Dashing over to the phone on the bedside table, she flipped quickly through the little directory, and called the front desk. “Hello? Yes, there is a medical emergency in room 309! You have to call an ambulance! Have them ask for Leilani, okay? Hurry, I think he’s in trouble, please!” she pleaded, and then hung up. On the floor, the man was writhing and growling. When she touched his shoulder, he snapped at her, and pushed her again. Leilani huffed. She really was getting tired of his violent impulses. Backing away from the increasingly violent man, Leilani wondered where the hell the medics were.

That thought however, flew out of her mind as he lurched forward, and grabbed her ankle.

“Lei…la…ni…” he gasped, pulling her. Leilani screamed, and tugged her leg out of his tight grip, and made for the door. He lunged for her again, and barely missed. She screamed again, but this time, for a different reason.

His hand had morphed into a dangerous looking paw, and it was covered in gray fur. Leilani continued screaming, as she hurriedly fiddled with the door, throwing it open, and running down the hallway. She heard his cruel claws scrabbling at the floor where she had just been, and hoped to god that the treadmill training was going to do its job.

“Don’t look back, don’t look back,” she panted, kicking off her flip flops mid stride so that she could lessen the chance of falling. Leilani couldn’t help herself. The man, or whatever the hell he was now had crashed out of the doorway, still growling, and was now barreling down the hallway. His face was contorted in a vicious snarl, and his fangs dripped with saliva. At least three feet taller than her 5’6, and covered in thick, gray fur, the distinctly canine monster was chasing her down, and Leilani was quickly tiring. Her morale was flagging, especially since after the last turn in the hallway, there were no more turns. And consequently, there were no more exits. All that existed, was a small window on a dirty looking wall. But since Leilani could practically feel the creature’s rank breath on her back, she decided to try it.

Skidding to a stop, and crashing into the wall, Leilani pried open the old dirty window, and began clamoring out. She hesitated for a moment, before hearing an earth shaking roar from the monster hot on her heels. Damning the height, she pushed herself out of the window, grabbing onto the drainpipe, before falling to the ground in a heap. Luckily, the third floor was barely two stories up, and she was only winded and bruised when she landed. Looking up, she heard several screams from the motel patrons, and she winced. Hopefully it hadn’t decided to attack any of them, which was unlikely. As she was thinking that, the creature smashed itself up against the window, sniffing and growling. It’s yellow-green eyes locked onto hers, and it’s lips lifted in a snarl.


Leilani began to scream again, taking off into the darkness. A crash told her that the window of the motel had been shattered, but she was fairly confident that since she had barely managed to get out of it, that there was no way he could fit through it. She was several yards away from the motel, running directly into the bushes near the road. Her eyes were wide with fear when she heard the distinct sound of crumbling stone. How strong was this thing that it broke through bricks like nothing? Well, she reasoned, it was a cheap motel. The outside was probably the only brick in the building. Stumbling, Leilani made her way out of the bushes, and onto sandy concrete of a road. Dashing across it, Leilani swallowed nervously as the sounds of perusal reached her ears. It was still chasing her!

“Oh God!” she cried, pushing herself across the desert that stretched for miles in front of her. There was no way she was going to escape, but she kept running. There had to be another road, there had to! Leilani was still running when something large, furry, and angry crashed into her from behind.

“Oh my god.” She breathed, face down in the dirt, with the growling creature standing over her. She was roughly turned around by a paw that was easily the size of her face. “Don’t eat me….” Suddenly, the growling stopped, and the thing stood silently over her, regarding her with bright eyes.


“Soon you’ll be begging me to eat you out, bitch, my bitch,” it growled, licking its chops. Before Leilani could scream again, it was on top of her, clawing at her clothes. Then she screamed, wrestling with it in the dirt, and crying. It was talking, and apparently threatening to molest her. Kicking and screaming, Leilani managed to wrest herself from it’s grip, and continued toward a rock formation in the distance. Though tears blurred her vision, and her stride was impaired by the ripped shorts she was wearing, she got there first, while he panted and laughed behind her. That was the most terrifying thing she had seen, it leering at her, and crudely telling her that it was going to eat her out. And probably do worse things. Reaching the rocks, Leilani ran around it, looking for any crevice in which to hide. There were none. Suddenly, she was crushed to the surface, with paws roving all over her body. When it brushed her breasts, she winced. This was not how she had pictured her vacation.

“Going to fuck you, my bitch. Going to fuck my bitch so hard.” He growled, tearing off the shreds of her clothing. Leilani fought weakly, but shrieked in pain when the equivalent of a finger of one of the furry paws was shoved into her dry cunt. “Tight.” He muttered, grinding a large erection into her ass. Leilani screamed.

“It.. hurts! Stop, it hurts!”


He kept going. She blushed in shame when in spite of herself, her pussy grew wet, and clenched with need as he ground his finger inside her. “Ah,” she moaned, writhing. “Stop!” pleading, Leilani looked back at him, and his muzzle hung open, fangs dripping, and tongue lolling out as he watched himself finger her.

“You must like me a little, my bitch…” he grunted, adding a second finger to his first. “Look how wet you are…” Leilani could barely contain her embarrassment and fear. Was he going to kill her after he thoroughly fucked her? Wait, why was she acting like that was the only conclusion of this whole scenario? Her pussy clenched wildly about his pumping fingers, and he pressed his snout into the crook of her neck, licking off the cocktail of sweat, tears, and dirt. Right. That’s because it was the only conclusion. Closing her eyes, against the tears that threatened to fall, she breathed heavily as she felt her orgasm fast approaching. Wishing that she had just moved out of the way when his car was coming through, she was surprised when he pulled hi fingers out with an embarrassing wet sucking noise. Leilani took a deep breath. He was done.

His fingers were replaced with the tip of his large, erect, and leaking cock. Her throat was hoarse from screaming, but she tried anyway, swallowing in embarrassment when her pussy clenched at the thought of that huge dick pounding away inside her.

“No…” she gasped, trying to wriggle away, but his grip was too tight. He didn’t seem to notice, he was too intent on positioning himself for entry. “Shit!” Leilani noted that his grip on her left wrist was a little loose. If she could pull it out of his hands—paws, she could kick him, and make a run for it again. Just as she was about to pull away, he loosed her arms completely. Gasping in relief, she began to move when three things happened at once.

His paws closed about her waist.

She slipped and fell forward onto the rocks, which pushed her ass toward him like an offering.

His cock pushed inside her wet, throbbing center, and Leilani cried out, fat tears rolling down her cheeks.


“So… tight… my bitch,” he groaned, and began thrusting. At first, Leilani was too shocked to even feel anything, but as tendrils of pleasure began to spread from her stuffed pussy, shame and anxiety crept up her spine. ‘What the hell am I doing? Oh god, He’s moving…’ Her thoughts were wiped from her mind as he pushed further inside her, and she groaned. He was too big, he was going to rip her, didn’t he care? His cock was too big, it was hurting more than it was pleasuring her—and then he was fully seated inside her pussy.


“Stop!” she panted, and his furry chest pressed her against the rock. Ignoring her breathy command, he continued pounding into her, his cock filling every available inch of space inside her cunt. She felt so dirty, but it felt so good… Leilani uttered one last protest before his paws came up to massage her breasts. She gave in, and moaned. Hearing him chuckle in satisfaction. He continued to stroke deep inside her, groaning as the walls of her pussy sucked at his cock.


“Feel that, my bitch? Your pussy is so hungry, it’s eating my cock,” he muttered, grinding his hips into hers as Leilani gasped. She tightened around him, her vision going white as she came. He didn’t stop. She felt herself being moved, and suddenly she was facing him, breasts jiggling as he brutally fucked her. He was not long, but his dick was wide and thick, large enough to make her moan each time it pulsed inside her. Slamming her hips against his, Leilani surprised herself by pushing back against him, and clenching her throbbing center around his cock. He moaned deeply, and paused for a moment, before pushing back inside her. Her head lolled back against the stone as she let herself be fucked; Leilani stared down the line of her body, and watched as his huge cock, glistening with his precum and her own fluids was thrust quickly in and out of her. Suddenly, he leaned down, lapping a huge tongue over her nipples. Biting them gently with his teeth, he began to whisper to her seductively, shaking her body with his brutal fucking.

“Can you see that?” he groaned, tonguing her pebbled nipples. “All that fuck juice, just for me. Just for my cock.” Leilani was moaning, and thrusting back at him, knotting her hands in his fur, and tossing her head. “You want to come, don’t you, my pretty little bitch. Come for me, let me feel that pussy get even tighter.”

For once that night, Leilani did what he told her to, and came, hard. Clenching and moaning, she threw her head back, and her vision went white. She barely felt him cumming inside her, spurting and pulsing.

~

Leilani woke when the sun shone directly into her eyes. Trying to turn over on her abnormally hard mattress, she commanded her cousin to close the blinds, and tried to go back to sleep. Unfortunately, when the weight on her lower stomach would not abate so that she could get more comfortable, she looked down to find a dark haired man snoozing on her belly. The events of last night came back to her, and she did what any sensible person would do, and pushed him off, crab-walking away from his stirring body. He looked up at her, irritated.


“You can’t even wake me up nicely? Bitch,” he muttered, sitting up and stretching.


“What the hell are you? First, you, and then… and I, and we…” Leilani was unable to string a cohesive sentence together as he locked clear green eyes onto her brown ones.


“I think you already know what I am, but I’ll say it, since you can’t seem to get the picture. I’m a werewolf, stupid.”


“Yeah, and you raped me!” she cried, bringing her knees up to her chest, and shivering.

“So I was the one moaning, ‘please fuck me, make me come—” Leilani’s face flamed in embarrassment, and she lunged forward, covering his finely sculpted mouth with her hands.


“I get it!” she screeched, her voice cracking and hoarse from all the screaming she’d done the night before. Smirking, he licked her palm, and she pulled it back, wiping it on the ground. He crawled over to her, and settled himself back against the rocks.


“Robin.” He said suddenly.


“What?” she snapped, folding her arms over her breasts, and trying to think up a way to get back to her car, if it was even still there.


“My name. Is Robin. You are Leilani, right?” he asked, running a hand through his thick hair. She nodded stoically. “You’re the type to hold a grudge, aren’t you? Listen, I’m sorry, what the hell else can I say?”


“You can take me back to my car, and never speak to me again,” she supplied, narrowing her eyes.


“Nah, not gonna happen. Your pussy’s too tight. I’ll take you back to your car, though. And then we’ll go… wherever it was you were going before.”


“No! You pushed me out of a moving car, transformed into a ten foot furry beast, chased me down, ra—fucked me, and now you expect me to cart you around?” she fumed.


“Yes, actually.” He responded nonchalantly, ignoring her growl of protest. “Think of it this way, if you don’t, I’d probably just find you.”


“I don’t know anything about you. Why should I even trust you?”


“Well, I didn’t kill you,” he quipped, folding his arms behind his head. “Now, where’s that car?”


END