A literotic sexstories: Loving on the Moonlight by wolfischarm ,
Edwin the werewolf tore across the ground, guided onward by the bloodlust that threatened to drive him mad. No humans anywhere, not even a faint smell of them on the wind or on the ground. The animals had all gone into hiding, alerted into safety from his painful howls from sunset, when the moon claimed him for her own. He stopped dead in his tracks, sniffing the air. Such strong scent…human…close. With a snarl of victory, he turned and bounded toward the east, reaching a campfire tended by a human.
Mate…his mind informed him, and instantly his snarl stopped and his muscles loosened from their tense prowl. No wolf harmed one of his own, a golden rule that no one could fight. He began to turn and find some other prey, but he stopped, his nose leashed to her. That smell…that wondrous scent…she was in heat. Slowly, silent, he approached her. He knew he was losing moonlight to hunt by, but he could not turn around and leave her. She was partially exposed to the night, free of those confines that humans strangely preferred to their own skin. Moonlight bathed her in beauty, that lean and muscular body that enabled her to hunt, strong, wide hips to give him many a strong litter, slender legs that gave her a great speed to match his. She was the ideal mate, and he was fortunate to have her.
The bloodlust weakened as a new lust came upon him, meant to be satisfied before the moon had waned, giving control of the sky to the sun once more. He lusted for her, and he would claim his right as her mate tonight. He did his best to appear docile before her, to show that he did not mean her harm, but he growled softly at times and laid his ears back. He wanted her and he would not take no for an answer.
Her eyes widened in shock and surprise as the werewolf made his way out of the forest, looking like possibly the most docile one she’d ever seen! She recognized something about his eyes immediately, “Edwin?” she questioned uncertainly, what was he trying to do? She jumped a little each time the werewolf growled softly at her and laid back his ears. “Edwin……..what are you doing here?” she asked and looked uncertainly at the log, should she keep it close? Edwin or not he was still dangerous! If he woke to find himself bathed in her blood, he’d never forgive himself, for his own sake she couldn’t put down her only weapon. “You aren’t supposed to be here……now…….shooo!” she said and waved her hand trying to encourage him to about face and run away.
He came closer, the gleam of his dark brown coat shining from the light of the flame, desire in his yellow eyes. His nose brought him to the source of the intoxicating scent and stuck it into the fabric, breathing deeply of her scent. His tail wagged a moment in delight, growling contently.
Artemis gapped openly when he didn’t leave, and then squealed in surprise and fright when he stuck his nose against her panties, dropping the log. “EDWIN!” she exclaimed and leapt backwards nearly falling, as she stumbled for a moment. She didn’t know what to feel about what he’d just done! Had he any idea! This was SO WRONG! And yet, she had to admit sheepishly, very sheepishly, part of her was turned on. Maybe it was the very primal methods? Or something that was just sick and twisted, no, no! She would NOT do this sort of thing. Edwin wasn’t in his own frame of mind; he would NEVER ask her to! “E…….Edwin…..go……now” she ordered him evenly once she’d found her voice once more.
He shook his head slightly, placing a massive paw on her stomach and gently motioning for her to lie out on her back. He wouldn’t harm her, no matter how strong his lust was, his actions would always be gentle. But if she continued to deny him, he had no choice, no matter how bad it would hurt him. No one ever disobeyed the pack leader. He pushed his nose deeper into her, narrowing his eyes at the fabric barrier. Her scent told him she wanted his actions, now to get her body to agree.
She sputtered a moment, as he told her no and tried to push her backward onto her back! She shook her head, “Ed………” she cut off when she felt his nose bury itself deeper, her underwear the only thing keeping him from what he wanted. “Oh” she moaned and then shook her head, “NO!” she objected finding herself once more. No matter how much she wanted Edwin, she did NOT want this werewolf or his intrusions! She had dropped the log somewhere along the way, and with both hands she shoved his face back. “I said NO!” she chided him, “No means NO!”
He growled menacingly and rose on his hind legs, towering over her by a head. He put his forepaws on her shoulders and pushed her to the ground, covering her body with his own, ensuring that she could not escape. He smiled as best as a wolf can, she was his and she could not escape his wish. He placed his wolf lips against hers for a moment before moving down and nuzzling her cheek, neck, and shoulder. He licked the corner where the neck met the shoulders before slowly lowering his body onto hers and continuing to nuzzle. His growing and hardening cock pressed against her leg, moving slightly up and down on her as he continued to nuzzle her.
Artemis watched in surprise as he stood on his hind legs and then pushed her backwards to the ground. No sooner had she hit, then he was on top of her, pinning her successfully to the ground, with no way of escaping. Then he gave her that weird wolf grin, and pressed his ‘lips’ against hers, before trailing a very cold and wet nose down from her cheek to her neck and shoulder. She shivered and moaned, squirming in discomfort, and yet totally turned on. “Edwin……please……..let me up? Please?” she tried to get his human mind snapped into perspective if possible; maybe he would stop this from happening. He continued to nuzzle her and his body lowered fully upon her, and that was when she felt his cock against her leg, and the movement of up and down that he made while he nuzzled her.
She moaned again, uncertain of what to make of this situation, she couldn’t be doing this! With only her arms between her and him, she decided this was her only real chance to have any possibility to escape, and so she shoved against his chest, trying to force him off.
He could feel her arms push him an inch or so away, but his great strength and weight was too much for her to completely throw him off of her. He knew she was aroused; she had given him too much evidence to deny it, so why did she fight him? He was strong and healthy; their pups would grow to rule the forest. He stopped nuzzling her and met her eyes as he whimpered softly. He wanted her, couldn’t she see that? She wasn’t in any danger, he would always be loyal to her, and their pups would grow with wisdom and strength, great hunters to protect the other forest animals from outside danger and weed out the sick and weak so everyone would grow strong and mighty.
She looked at him as he fixed her with the biggest set of puppy eyes she’d ever seen and whimpered. “Don’t you look at me like that! That’s not fair” she told him looking at him hopelessly. “Its nothing personal…..I promise” she tried to reason with him, and shook her head hopelessly. She couldn’t say no, and she couldn’t say yes! What was she supposed to do?! She loved Edwin, but she had NEVER imagined this kind of situation to come up ever! “Please get off me?”
He shook his head and moved his hips against her legs, dragging his large cock up her leg, along her thigh, and close to her pussy. Base instincts could not be denied or fought, and she especially seemed to like it when he teased her like this. He backed up his and gently grabbed the edge of her shirt in his jaws. He pulled it up until her breasts were exposed to the cool air of the night. Letting go of the fabric, he nuzzled her breasts and gave each of them a long and slow lick, making sure to catch the nipple in his wake.
When he began to move his large cock up her leg, and over her thigh, she moaned again and without consideration for the situation her legs started to part ever so slightly, before she realized it. Then to her surprise he figured out how to remove the shirt, and pulled it up baring her breasts to the cool air, before nuzzling them and causing her to gasp in surprise, her body arching towards him, as he licked each breast, her moans were louder as desire overtook her thought. She shouldn’t do this, but……..she wanted to, did that make her a horrible person? “E……Edwin……oh…..” she moaned his name, and instead of waiting for him to try and figure it out, she finished removing her shirt and threw it away from them. She wanted him so badly it hurt, and still two sides of her mind conflicted with each other, was she a horrible person for wanting this? For being turned on by it?
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