Changer

by ST Gill

Chapters links: 1 2

Part One

He stood, aching, basking in the beam of moonlight shooting through the dark clouds above him. He could feel it's power surge through him...his mind slipping...becoming less human and more animal....

Six Months Ago, Spring

Blake sat at work, surfing the web on the company computer....such boredom, waiting around for a project. Blake had not programmed a single line of code in weeks now, he had been delegated to taking out the trash and supply runs, supplies meaning coffee, doughnuts and lunch for the office.

So when a rather attractive intern Molly invited him to cut out early on a Friday and fly down to Tennessee for the weekend with a few of her friends...Blake shot out the door faster than you can say "shut down".

Molly was a perky little red-head with C-cup breast and the kind of ass that you get insured, she had only started at Next Level Technologies a few weeks ago but she had hit on Blake at almost every opportunity...Blake didn't know why, he was thirty years old, a little bald on top and his teeth weren't all the great but Molly didn't seem to care.

"Wow. Do you own this plane?" Blake said as they approached the small eight passenger Cessna sitting ready on the runway.

"Sort of. I am a member of a party club, so we all pay toward the fuel and insurance, and we take turns using it throughout the year." Molly rubbed the bridge of her nose where her glasses sat, she did that alot.

"Oh, kinda like a time share." Blake unclipped his safety belt as the vehicle slowed to a stop and grabbed his over-stuffed back-pack. Molly did the same and stepped out of the car, waiting for Blake to step up beside her.

She smiled. "Race you to the plane."

Molly bolted, her short, sheer skirt danced gracefully over her elegant buttocks. Blake didn't mind losing with a view like that.

Already on the plane were six of Molly's other Party Club members. Molly made the introductions.

Twenty-four year old Jeff Breugan a big German exchange student attending the local university. Twenty-two year old Lindsay Greir who inherited her mothers estate and hasn't worked since the age of seventeen.

Nineteen year old Alicia Belluci an Italian exchange student also attending the local university.

Twenty-five year old Wes Portman, a self made internet millionaire who makes his living selling occult books.

Twenty-two year old Jessica "Vesse" Lesmore an internet model.

And Twenty-one year old Eric Vasser a semi-pro wrestler.

They all seemed very pleased that Blake could join them, not the response he had expected from a group this young but apparently, Molly had spoken fondly about him.

"So your a computer programmer? What language?" Wes leaned forward and offered him a beer which Blake accepted.

"Perl, very flexible, it's great for just about everything." Blake opened the beer and began to take a drink but Jeff stopped him.

"No yet, we all chug together just before we lift off, for gut luck." He accent was thick but his pronunciation was excellent, Blake was more certain than ever that all German men sounded like Schwarzenegger.

"Oh okies." Blake leaned back in his seat.

Molly rose from hers. "Gotta tinkle, be right back. I got my beer with me just in case." She trotted down the aisle and disappeared into the lavatory.

Shortly after Molly's announcement, the pilot informed the party goers the plane was beginning it's trip down the runway.

"Hurry Molly." Alicia said in her heavy Italian accent.

"Yeah come on Molly, no jinxing." Eric took the cap off his beer and flicked it at the door of the lavatory.

"You can't rush nature!" Molly shouted and then opened the door, she sat leaning forward with her elbows on her lap. "Here, the door is open so, were in the same room."

The plane accelerated.

Lindsay held her bottle to her lips as did everyone else.

"Wait for it...."

"Wait for it...."

"...NOW!"

Everyone began chugging their beers just as the Plane began to tilt backwards.

"Whooo!" Jeff exclaimed as he slammed his bottle onto the small table in front of them.

"Whoot." Eric finished second and chucked his bottle behind him.

Blake held his bottle up. "Here's to a great weekend."

Molly exited the lavatory and sat back down next to Blake.

"Here! Here!" She shouted pumping one fist into the air.

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Once again being a member of the party club had its benefits, their two rental vehicles were already waiting. Blake was beginning to suspect now why they had been so glad to see him, come Sunday, membership fees and contracts would be the talk of the evening, followed by endless calls from telemarketers reminding him what a great time he had. Oh well, Blake would deal with it when the time came, right now Molly was asleep on his shoulder and he was savoring the sweet lilac smell of her perfume.

The flight had been nigh three hours, and the drive to the extremely remote cabin was about an hour, only trees and canyon surrounded them. The sun was falling when they arrived but it was not dark enough to obscure the view of the crystal clear lake behind the cabin and the wooden sail boat tied to the docks.

Blake gently woke Molly and helped her carry there things in, Blake noticed after a quick inspection there were only three bedrooms.

"I can take the couch." he said, throwing his stuff on the large velvet cushions of the sofa in the den.

Molly poked her head out of her room. "Umm, Blake, I thought you might bunk with me...." she cocked her head, her eyes begged for her offer not to be rejected. Blake snatched up his bag and happily walked into Molly's room and threw the bag instead on the floor next to the bed. Molly, seeming to hint her intentions, picked up the bag and tossed it on the bed next to her things.

"Movin fast aren't ya Molly." Came a call from Lindsay from the kitchen.

"What? I just think it's wrong for anyone to sleep on a couch is all." Her eyes met Blakes as she told her lie and she blushed, Molly scampered into the Kitchen with Lindsay and much girlish giggling could be heard.

Blake shook his head and stepped out onto the docks to take in the evening air, Wes joined him.

"She's hot huh bra?" Eric asked, seeming a intoxicated.

"Molly? Yeah...just a little." Blake tried to seem serious but smirked, "Really hot."

"Yeah man, I got me a girl back home. She was supposed to come this weekend but her old man croaked, funeral etc. She is real fucked up about it." Eric took another drink which emptied the bottle, instead of throwing it off to the side like he oft would on the plane; he put it in his pocket.

"Save the planet huh?" Blake pointed at Eric's pocket.

Eric didn't seem sure what Blake's gesture had meant at first but then he looked to the beer bottle.

"Oh, nah actually, not really a tree hugger or nothing but this place is kinda, well, sacred to us and we try not to trash it."

"I'll keep that in mind."

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That night, Jeff and Lindsay headed toward the boat, Wes and Alicia to their room and Eric, who preferred his own room, to his. Blake sat with Molly on the front porch, listening to the sound of wolves.

After several minutes of silence, broken only occasionally by howls Blake spoke.

"I've never heard Howling before, I mean, on TV sure but never, ya know out in the open like this."

Molly seemed not to believe him. "Never?"

"No really, never."

One howl seemed closer than the others.

"I love wolves, I grew up with them." Molly stood and stretched, arching her back and arms. "Let's go for a swim."

Without waiting Molly headed around the corner of the house in a slow but delibirate jog, Blake followed. As he turned the corner he saw through the dim light that Molly was taking her shirt off.

As Blake approached the lakeside, he saw Molly pulling off her blue jean shorts, the lamp light outlined her nakedness with a golden glow. Her breast bounced ever so slightly and were capped with two, dark brown areola about the size of silver dollars, one nipple was erect while the other was slightly inverted. His eyes drifted toward the patch of fiery red pubic hair between her legs, it was thick but groomed into a triangle. She turned and caught Blake staring.

"You getting in?" She began wading into the swimming area, which had been netted off to keep potentially harmful critters out.

Blake regained his composure and slowly undressed to allow is mid-erection to subside, it did not work however and Molly made sure to point it out.

"Wow! Thanks for the compliment!" She splashed water at him. "Now get in here or I'll use it as a handle and pull ya in!" She said laughing.

Blake ran into the water which he found surprisingly comfortable for an early spring night.

"You do this alot?" Blake asked, treading water on his back.

"What? Go skinny dipping with guys I barely know? Nope-but I know you better than you think." She began a dolphin-dive under the water, Blake watched as her buttocks rose above the surface, revealing ever so slightly the crevice of darkened pink flesh of her vulva, then the whole of her disappeared.

Blake waited for several seconds for her to re-surface and when she did not he dove under to find her, the water in the day-light was crystal clear but in the dark one could not see further than a couple of feet. He came up out of the water to catch his breath but still did not see her, it was then he felt naked flesh swim past and brush against the head of his penis.

He began to look down but Molly sprang up out of the water and wrapped her arms around his neck. He placed his arms around her waist.

"So what do you know about me?" Blake felt her deliberately bumping her stomach against his genitals, no doubt she was trying to provoke a response.

"I know you dad died when you were little and your mother put you in foster care." She feigned shock and awaited his response.

"Okay...how do you know that?" He was a little surprised but no entirely a few people in the office knew about his trouble past and he had expected them not to talk about it but they say for three men to keep a secret two of them must be dead...apparently a true statement in this case.

"Sorry. Can't reveal my source, you understand." She fiddled with the hair on the back of his head.

"I also know something else but I can't tell you yet. Maybe tomorrow night." She kissed him on the forehead and shoved off his thighs and began leisurely back stroking.

"Okay..." He swam out a bit deeper and began treading water next to her.

"Why are you interested in a balding computer geek?"

She stopped back stroking and also began treading water.

"Because..." she spit a bit of water from her mouth, "your nice. Everyday in the office you were really nice to me, genuinely nice."

Blake laughed. "Umm...well how do you know it wasn't because I just wanted to have sex with you?"

She smiled brightly, something Blake had not done in a long time because he had not taken very good care of his teeth as a child.

"Because, nice guys just sorta radiate...niceness, and besides, maybe I just want to have sex with you...ever thought of that?" She cocked her head as she said that.

Blake felt her hand grasp his semi-erection until it became a full erection.

"Wow." Blake said breathlessly.

She laughed and released her grip. "I'm upset."

"Huh? About what?" Blake cocked an eyebrow.

"Well here I am, naked as the day I was born and you haven't tried to cop a feel even ONCE." She swam inward a bit and Blake followed her so that he was standing on sand and pebbles.

"Oh, well, that would be kinda..." Blake paused.

"Impolite? Rude? See, I told ya you were a nice guy." She wrapped one arm around him and used the other to guide his arms around her waist, once he had both arms around her she wrapped her other arm around his neck and began kissing him, slowly at first but them deeply shoving her tongue into his mouth, demanding the fullness of his mouth. After nearly two full minutes of kissing, she stopped abruptly and shoved off again, his time heading for shore.

"Bedtime." She said coyly as she gathered up her clothes and then bolted toward the house.

Blake rushed out of the water, grabbed his clothes and then chased after her. Yup, they were definitely going to try and sell him a timeshare.

Blake entered their room to see Molly bundle up under the covers; Blake managed only to put on his underwear.

"Close it." She shot one arm out and pointed toward the door. Blake used his foot to shut it and walked slowly toward the bed, dropping his arm-full of clothes.

She swung back the sheets revealing her still damp naked body; she spread her legs while beckoning him with a curled finger.

He climbed into the bed nervously, it had been a long time since he had bedded a woman and never had he bedded one so beautiful.

She started rubbing the tough little nub in the cleft of her vulva.

"You gonna help or am I gonna have to do this myself?" She guided his head between her legs wear he used his well practiced tongue and mouth to tease, nibble and lick her clitoris. She had shaved the pubic hair away from her mons vulva so that he was not choked by them.

When she began backing up and trying to climb the wall she begged him to stop and pulled him up to her, he fumbled with his underwear, managed them off and flung them to the floor. She was so wet from his oral administrations that he was able to plunge is cock into her eager waiting folds of flesh, which wrapped tightly around him.

She gasped and began lightly scratching his back and biting his neck. "Oh god, you are so thick...it almost hurts."

He watched her breast jiggle as his thrust deeply into her again and again...minutes later, he could no longer contain the semen building up in him, he tried to pull out but she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him in.

"Do it" She whispered into his ear.

He had no choice, with an almost animal like groan he spurted stream after stream of cum into her. He almost immediately regretted it, he saw the trick now.

Molly saw the look on his face.

"I know what you thinking. It's okay. I wouldn't do that to you." She started rubbing his slimy, limpening penis with her hand, and then leaned over to suck on it with her mouth.

"Mmmm. Kinda salty." She said in between licks and sucks.

"How do I know that?" He began to adjust into a sitting position but she wouldn't let him.

"Because I really do like you and I have no need of your money." She continued sucking and stroking.

Blake felt the shaft hardening again.

"I really hope that's true." He said rubbing her pretty red hair.

Once his erection was full again, she raised up.

"Seriously. If you think I m fucking you just to get pregnant...then fuck me in my ass, I can't get pregnant in my ass now can I?" She kept stroking him.

Blake considered it.

"You really don't..." Blake began but was cut off by Molly.

"Oh no. You have lost pussy privileges for the rest of the night, so it's ass or nothin." She stated Matter-O-Factly.

Blake couldn't contain his chuckle. "Oh, well...if I must." He said sarcastically.

After several minutes of applying lubrication and fingering her tight puckered anus until it allowed two fingers entrance, he gently guided the head of his enraged penis into the brown eye, she shirked with pain when he moved to fast, and occasionally whimpered but once his shaft was gliding smoothly in and out she crooned with pleasure. She used her fingers to alternate between teasing his balls and rubbing her extremely swollen pussy, his penis slipped out a couple of times and when it went back in fart noises escaped, making her laugh...Blake contained his giggles however as anal sex was a rare treat for most men and he was no exception, he had no intention on mucking up his good fortune.

He fucked her so long they had to reapply lube twice and finally, something had to give.

"Okay...oh my ass is getting sore now, god your a thick dick. I know I said the pussy was off limits, so you have two options okay? You can let me suck you off or you can go wash your dick off and I'll let you have pussy privileges back."

Blake laughed and hopped up from the bed and went into the bathroom where he washed her anal juices and a bit of fecal matter away with hot water and soap, he returned to the bed to find her fingering herself.

"Thank god your back. Hurry up and get your dick in me." She spread her arms and legs wide and Blake quickly obliged, the first time she had been very wet....now she was a flood of vaginal juices, the bed was soaked.

Nearly ten minutes later, Blake unloaded onto her stomach, she seemed a little bit displeased but when Blake offered to help her clean up, she simply got up and went into the bathroom and shut the door, a few minutes later she came out clean and dry. Blake did the same and returned to the bed where the cuddled and chatted about work until he fell asleep.

Blake was unsure of how long he had slept he must have slept well because when he woke he did not feel sleepy. Molly was not beside him; he looked around the room for her silhouette but did not see it. He swung his legs over the bed onto the coldish floor and mottled around until he found his pants, he slipped them on and headed into the kitchen only to find she was not there, no one was in the bathroom either. Perhaps she was on the porch.

The porch was also empty.

Blake notice a feint orange glow out of the corner of his left eye, he turned to see what appeared to have been a rather large fire burning somewhere a couple of hundred feet in the wood line, Blake went back in and pulled a shirt on, along with his shoes and since he was not very trusting of nature, he put his hunting knife on his belt.

Using a flashlight, he made is way down to the tree-line and found that there was already a well beaten path that led into the forest. As he approached the source of the fire, he had the distinct feeling that someone or something was watching him but rather than unsnap the retention strap on his scabbard he used the flashlight to look around him first, he wanted to be sure that one of his new found friends wasn't deciding to prank him.

"Hey guys? You in there? Trying to scare the new guy?" Blake saw nothing and no one replied. He unsnapped the retention strap and placed his hand firmly on the elk horn handle. He continued venturing toward the fire.

The fire was, as he had guessed, large. It's base was around twelve feet and the flames were pushing seven and eight feet high, it had not been burning long and just now seemed to be getting up to speed. Twelve man sized stones had been placed around the site, spaced evenly the fire was the center. Each stone had what he assumed were Celtic markings carved deeply in their center.

Blake turned off the flash-light and looked around the edge of the forest...now he knew someone was watching.

"Guys? What is all this?" He walked toward what he was sure to be a hiding body. As he neared his watcher, he realized it was an animal with reddish fur and lithe shoulders...he stopped in his tracks and began to slowly back away toward the fire.

The animal moved closer, slowly and cautiously...then just before came from beneath the shadows, it stopped....and spoke.

"Don't be----afff--raid." The voice was female....but broken and guttural, merged with a growling sound.

Blake was immediately afraid and drew his knife...from his right a large creature stepped out, a beastly man like creature with strong canine features.

"Dunt do daaaaat." This creature also spoke in a growling animal voice but...it was clearly tainted with a German accent...

"Jeff? Is that you?"

It did not answer, but rushed forward and used its clawed hand to slap the blade from Blake's hand. The blow was strong and caused Blake's hand to numb somewhat.

The first one, with the reddish fur stepped from the tree line...definitely female.

"Weee...neeed...yooouu, Blaaaaake." The she-beast motioned with her hand and five others stepped from the darkness...three female and two males...

Blake would like to have blamed this all on a bad dream but he new it was real. The large one had only slapped the knife from his hand...nothing more it could have killed him instantly but it didn't....

"I...aaaammm....mollll-yyy" she said, shaking her red mane and tail.

Blake really wished they had just been trying to sell a time share now.

She made a gesture with her hand again, Blake watched as they slowly changed into the people he had flown here with, naked perhaps but the very same.

Molly's eyes were greener than ever, sparkling like emeralds in the fire light. Drops of sweat covered her body; she wiped away a bead from above her eye and walked toward Blake like a huntress.

"I know you're probably very freaked out...I didn't mean for you to find out this way." She went to place her hands on his cheeks but Blake backed away from her.

"This...is crazy. I'm crazy." He new it wasn't true when he said it.

"No man, you're not crazy. This is what we are." Wes walked toward him at an even pace, carrying his knife and gesturing to hand it back.

Molly gestured for him to stop, Blake was visibly shaken and she was not yet sure that he would not still try and fight.

"This is what you are." Molly new Blake would reject it but she had to get through to him.

" I've never in my whole life turned into a dog man." Blake said his voice still shaky but feigning confidence.

"Wolf man bra." Wes offered.

Blake said nothing.

"Because you have lived in the city your WHOLE life. You can never make your first change in a city. Some of us still have a hard time changing in the city." Molly looked around the circle and pointed at the stones. "These stones have been here for two hundred years. My mothers, mothers, mother used to be the keeper of this cairn. Now I am. As are you."

Molly allowed Blake to absorb it. "Tomorrow, you will change for the first time. We have to teach you to control the beast, so you don't hurt anyone. Besides, since you're my mate now, I have to take care of you."

Eric placed his arm around Vesse's lower hips and she placed her arm around his shoulders.

Blake crashed down onto his butt. He sat silently for a few minutes while they watched him.

"Don't be scared of it, it's really kind of wonderful." Vesse squatted next to him and stroked his hair.

"Yeah bra, your part of a legend now!" Wes said excitedly.

"Wes. Seriously." Allicia scoffed.

"How ist dein hand?" Jeff asked sincerely.

Blake flexed his hand. "It's alright...I'm alright I think."

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Blake returned with Molly to their room, where Blake kicked off his shoes and laid back on the bed. Molly sat next to him and began rubbing his chest softly.

"So." Said Blake. "Was what we did earlier bestiality or what?"

Molly smirked. "Technically...I started life as a wolf. So probably."

Blake had not expected that answer he sighed and frowned.

"We are the same species though, not human or wolf. Where we start doesn't really matter."

Blake looked up at her still naked body and let his hand glide over the smooth skin of her leg.

"Yeah. You feel pretty human to me."

She playfully slapped his chest. "But I'm not. You're not. We are Lycans."

"You need to get some rest. Long day tomorrow." She climbed over him and crawled beneath the covers beside him, though he remained atop them.

He finally climbed beneath the covers and wrapped his arms around her, she made agreeable noises and positioned herself closer to him, Blake could not sleep, only think. He lay listening to her breathing slow and she had finally fallen asleep. Just minutes afterward, she began changing into a wolf beside him, Blake nearly started but instead he forced himself to lay still and watch her change.

Apparently she could not maintain her human appearance while sleeping. Blake ran his finger through her fur and then began petting her, before long he had fallen asleep.

Part Two

Morning came early; Blake had slept well despite the events of the night before. He felt more confident than he ever had. Molly had woken before him, she was in the kitchen with Lindsey preparing breakfast. Blake did not see the others.

"Morning my mate." Molly bounced toward him and gingerly kissed him on the lips. Blake smiled as he kissed her.

"So were married?" He reached down and scratched his stomach, seemed a bit furrier than usual.

"Married? No, we are mates. Fated One for the other; It is deeper than marriage, far deeper." Molly poked him playfully in the chest and turned lightly on one heel and returned to the kitchen.

"Where is everyone else?" Blake moped into the kitchen, his eyes spied a large variety of a breakfast foods.

"Getting stuff together and Lycans." Lindsey vigorously stirred a bowl full of batter with a whisker.

Blake cocked and eyebrow. "There are more?"

Lindsay nodded. "Well, not lot's more but yeah, there are more. But YOU are big news buddy boy, if we found a great seer and didn't tell anyone, well that just wouldn't be polite."

Molly formed an exaggerated smile and stated cheerfully "And he is my mate too!"

Blake sighed. Molly put away her smile and stood to comfort him.

"I know it's a lot huh?" She put her hands on his shoulders.

Blake stood silent for a moment, focusing on her lovely human lips, deep green human eyes and beautiful red human hair…

"Well, " Blake began "If I guess being mated to you is not so bad."

Molly's jaw dropped, Blake tried to feign seriousness but his smirk betrayed him. Molly laughed, glad that Blake had only been teasing her, she saw it as sign of acceptance.

Blake began to help with breakfast but Lindsay and Molly shooed him from the kitchen.

"This is not the work of a great seer. Lindsay is a hand maiden, she cooks. You are a great seer, you foretell the future."

Blake raised his eyebrows once again, pointed to himself with eight fingers. "I have never made a prediction in my life….and Lindsay…she's rich!"

Molly laughed. "You are still thinking like a human, the pack is rich. Lindsay's wealth is our wealth, her strengths are our strengths, as are ours hers. Lindsay was born to a human, a non-Lycan. Most of us were…except Jeff....I was born to a wolf."

"A wolf?" Blaked cocked an eyebrow.

"Uh huh. A wolf." Molly mocked his eyebrow.

"So you are a wolf?" Blake asked quizzically.

"Duh. So are you, we all are. Some born to humans and others born to wolves. You have alot to learn."

"Ah." Blake realized he had a dumbfounded look and snapped out of it.

Molly grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge and handed one to Blake and then continued her explanation. "Anyway. You have never predicted anything because you haven't changed yet, once you embrace the moon tonight you will see things to come both near and far and none will best you in a fight not even Jeff."

"Wow." Blake scratched his chin. "So does every pack or whatever have a great seer?"

Molly gave her big smile again "Nope. There hasn't been a great seer in a very long time. Having one is a great advantage."

"You said 'in a fight', you guys fight? Each other?" Blake was no coward but after feeling the brute force of Jeff's blow last night…a blow that had not been meant to hurt Blake, he was not very sure he could fight a werewolf.

"Lycan." Molly said.

Blake gave a perplexed look. "Excuse me?"

"Lycan, not werewolf. And yes, you can."

"You can read my mind!" Blake exclaimed.

"You're my mate. Duh. Deeper, way deeper remember?" Molly gave a goofy look and sat back down at the table sipping her beer.

"Can I read yours?" Blake finally took a drink from his bottle but kept his eyes on Molly.

"I'm not sure if you can yet? Wanna try?" Molly chugged her beer and caressed the top of it with her tongue.

Blake focused for a moment but heard nothing.

"You want to have sex?" He said.

"Wow! Amazing!" She joked.

"Lucky guess." Blake said and then did his best imitation of Molly licking a bottle. Lindsay couldn't contain her laughter.

Molly stood up and wrapped her arms around Blake, who did so I n kind, they stood forcing each others tongues into one another's mouths for what seemed like five minutes.

Molly broke their lip lock. "C'mon. It's not very sanitary to uhhh, Y'know around all the food."

Molly and Blake made their way back to the bedroom, where the hurriedly removed clothing, molly crawled her back along the bed while using her legs to propel her so that her hands were free to remove her shirt and pants.

Blake skipped foreplay and crawled atop Molly, she was already sopping wet so his penis slid in easily and comfortably, with each beastly thrust Molly groaned a deep animal sound, each time Blake heard it, it heightened his climax until finally without warning he began coming uncontrollably inside of her, each gush of cum seemed to squeeze his testicles upward and inward. Molly ran her nails down his back, leaving deep scratches which only caused Blake to come even harder.

Molly panted as Blake collapsed on top of her, motionless and drained.

Blake melted for a bit before finally pulling his semi-flaccid penis from Molly's now goeey nether regions with a soft plop, a soft queef could be heard escaping Molly as he rose from the bed, she did not get up until Blake began putting his pants back on.

He watched Molly lying still on the bed, her left arm thrown back and both knees tucked in, her legs slightly ajar. Her right hand was toying with the semen trickling between the lips of her vulva.

"Why in such a hurry to get dressed?" Molly said, standing to her feet slowly, arching her back as she rose.

"Well," Blake didn't really have a good reason but he did feel the need to be dressed, something was telling him to get dressed. "I-sorta, need to be I think."

Molly laughed. "Ohhhh. Not up for round two?"

"No-" Blake couldn't explain it, but he didn't need to. Molly started and perked her head up, she rushed naked to the window and threw the shades open. Blake saw it too. A man with greasy, tangled waering a black leather jacket, his face scarred by a claw mark. Molly growled at him.

"Hey love. Wassup wif da growlin'? Nice set a perkies you got there." His accent was street british.

"JEFF!" She shouted and jumped backward toward the bedroom door. Blake placed himself between the strange man and Molly but he had a feeling this was not just a case of a peeping tom, this man ahd a purpose.

"Hey there fella. How's about you an me goes for a ball, eh?" The man pulled out a revolver.

Blake saw Jeff in the distance over the man's shoulder. running hard and fast. Jeff changed as he came, his fur covered biceps ripped through the shirt he was wearing and his blue jeans as well, he was in full beast form when he lept toward the man's back before Jeff's claws could touch the man however, the brit had turned and fired the revolver send Jeff headlong into the side of the cabin. Blake did not stay to watch jeff crash to the ground, instead he took the few seconds Jeff had bought him and made into the kitchen, wear Molly and Lindsey had changed form.

Wes walked through the rear door. "I don't think he has silver in that thing, Jeff is still changed."

"Grrrauurd. Brlaaake." Molly said, walking toward the front door, her claws extended.

"Who the hell is this guy?" Blake shouted.

"He's a soldier for another pack. A human, they sent him here to see if YOU were here. Probably to kill you." Wes pointed out the back door."C'mon. Molly will be fine. They sent the human to test the waters, to feel us out. Follow me. Lindsey, go help Molly and I will get Blake to saftey."

Blake ran behind Wes who was running straight toward the boat. Blake heard another gun-shot ring out.

He stopped, turned and shouted "Molly! Molly!"

"C'mon. He can't hurt her without silver." Wes grabbed Blake by the arm and continued down the path toward the boat, they corssed over the dock and onto the deck. Wes walked toward the stern of the small boat and started the engine.

Once they had made it nearly one hundred yards from the dock, Wes turned to Blake. "Head below deck, I don't want anyone spotting you."

Blake nodded and walked opened the portcullis that lead to the small bedroom below deck. Ths is where he met Gypsy Lynn.

"Hello." She said as Blake stopped in the door way. "Is okay come in. Am hiding too."

Blake looked up at Wes. Wes was already looking back at him, Wes nodded. Blake shut the door behind him.

"My name is Lynn, most people call me Gypsy." She was dressed a bit of old world and new world romanian clothing, her rich accent suggested the same, her face portrayed that of a woman of forty years.

Blake nodded. "So who are you hiding from?"

She laughed.

"You are knowing all you need to be knowing of me, lets be knowing more of you, okay?"

Blake once again nodded and sat down in the only place he could, beside her on the bed.

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Molly was angry at herself. Why hadn't she seen it? It was a distraction to lure the pack away from Blake while Wes stole off with him....damn traitorous Wes! How could he betray the Treehowlers to the shadow pack?

The rest of the pack followed behind molly, push their four legs fast and hard, through brush and thorns...Molly knew where they would take blake, right into the heart of the canyon where the shadow pack had made their home.

Molly knew all there was to know about the shadow pack, it was her duty to know the lore of the Lycan, the changers. Some two hundred or more years ago, the first Lycan were created buy the unseen force to act as protectors of nature. Some Lycan's protected the forest, others the rivers and still some the sea.

Ninety years after the first Lycan walked the earth, there had been made a pact with the unseen force that Lycan would also protect humans. Some Lycan were infuriated -- for man was responsible for destroyng the forest and the rivers, so rather than obey the pact, they went out instead and hunted humans en masse. As punishment the unseen force cursed them to darkness, forbidding them to ever see the light of day again.

The shadow pack were not many these days, so they recruited when possible from the ranks of other packs by corrupting whom they could with promises of power and immortality. They wanted to control Blake, sway them to their cause...if they were to turn Blake against the other Lycan...

Molly could not think of it any longer, even her canine chest was tightening at the thought of losing Blake. He was too far now for her to feel him, she wanted to call out to him to let him know they were coming. She had thought of nothing else during the long run through the forest and she would force herself not to think about her mistakes and certainly not about the possibility of losing blake.

After several hours of running, the pack stopped. Only Lyndsey had stayed behind, awaiting the arrival of the Wetpaw pack, who would protect the Caern site in their abscense. The Caern could not be disturbed until Blake returned.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Lynn placed her hand on Blake's knee and carressed it.

"You are being so scared. Why being so scared?" Lynn pulled her sel in closer and began to run her tongue under his ear lobe. Blake cringed.

"Well, people...something, someone is trying to kill me." Blake felt her hot breath on his neck, he felt aroused by her forwardness and old world charm.

"Because of who you are Blake, because of what you are." She began unzipping his pants, Blake motioned for her to stop but she ignored him.

"You know what I am and who I am. How is it you know that?" Blake was very uncomfortable with this situation.

"Your friend Wes tell me your name. As for me knowing what you are, is easy to see." She now had his penis in her hand, and was trying to stroke it but Blake stood up and fastened his pants.

"I have a mate." Blake looked toward the door.

"...and you are thinking of doing what?" Gypsy Lynn began to rise from the bed, Blake bolted toward the frail cabin door and smashed through.

"Wes! Something is wrong here!" He stood on the deck and turned to face Wes, who stood with one hand on the wheel and the other holding a pistol at Blake.

"Wrong? What could possibly be wrong? Everything seems right to me." Wes smirked.

Gypsy Lynn walked out onto the deck and placed her hands on Blake's shoulders."It's okay. Nobody is wanting to hurt you."

Blake shrugged her hands from his shoulders. "Back off lady. Wes? What the hell is going on?"

Wes put the pistol in his pants.

"Well, quite simply. We need ya man...by we I mean the shadow pack. That whole thing back there? Just smoke and mirrors so I could get you on the boat. Gypsy here has been wanting to meet you for awhile." Wes motioned to Gypsy.

"Is true. I knew you be coming." She sat down on a deck chair and opened a bottle.

"Whiskey? Good for what is ailing." She took a drink from the bottle.

"Meet me?" Blake alos sat, he could jump into the water but he would either be shot or captured at the very least he could take some time to find out what exactly was going on.

"You are a seer. We are having need of seer." She motioned the bottle toward blake but he refused. She shrugged and took another swig.

"If you don't help us Blake...we be killing you. No in hurry though, you no have changed yet."

"How do I help you?" Blake leaned back.

"Tonight...you be making first change in our place. You are being one of us." Gypsy took another sip of the whiskey.

"Shadow Pack?"

Gypsy Lynn nodded. "Yep."

* * * * * * * * * * * *

"Jesse. I see the boat." Molly stood, along with the others, naked in the tree line.

"I see it too." Jeff said crouching behind Molly.

"We will never catch it like this. We'll have to keep running. keep tracking it and try to meet them when they dock." Molly shifted into a wolf and bolted onward, the rest followed in kind.

After a few hours, they had tracked the boat to the other end of the lake where it had docked but no one was on the boat. They were too late.

"Fuck!" Molly kicked open the lavatory down door. Eric stood silently, holding out a shirt and kaki pants. She snatched up the clothes and put them on.

After they had all dressed, the met on the dock.

"Alicia, go get us a ride." Molly motioned toward a vacant truck.

Alicia nodded and ran barefooted toward the truck, she looked around and saw no one that seemed like the owner, within seconds she found the spare key under the wheel hub and drove to pick up the others.

Molly sat in the passenger seat and the rest climbed in back.

"We have to get to him before the sun falls, before the shadow pack begins to stir." Molly slapped the console rapidly. "Go, go, go!"

Alicia floored it. They all had his scent but not as strong as Molly.

After only a half hour of wreckless driving, the troupe saw they had not been too far behind. A sedan could be seen ahead and Molly could smell Blake as strong as anything...but she also smelled shadow pack....impossible...not in the daylight.

"That sedan! Get me close to it." Molly pointed.

Eric stuck his head through the rear window. "Let me do it. I am better at this sort of stuff Molly."

Molly began to protest but afterall, Eric was a pro wrestler. "Do it. Be careful."

Alicia pulled along side the sedan and Eric lept, shifting as he did and landing on the hood, smashing it intp the engine block. Sparks flew from beneath the vehicle but it did not stop.

With his fist, Eric smashed the window open and saw Wes poiting a pistol at him.

"Trrrraitor." Eric said as he raised his fist.

Wes lauged and pulled the trigger.

The silver .44 magnum bullet entered through Eric's, crushing it and carrying through the bits of bones through the back of his head. Eric's body went limp and rolled from the hood of the car and beneath the tires of the truck.

"Noooo!" Blake screamed as he reached for Wes. He felt a heavy, fur covered hand grasp his arm.

"Be niiiice." Gypsy slammed him back against the seat, her fur was midnight black and almost seemed to absorb the light.

"Fuuuuck! Get me over there!" She shifted into her hybrid form and kicked the door from the vehicle and lept onto the top of the car, where she reached in and crushed Wes' gun hand.

Wes cried out in pain. Gypsy burst through the top and drew her claws down Molly's back. Molly howled and turned to face Gypsy Lynn...there could be no denying it now, this thing was Shadow Pack.

Molly lept and crashed into Gypsy Lynn, sending them both reeling onto the pavement. Jeff lept from the truck, rolling as he hit and stood to assist Molly.

Gypsy and Molly both were locked into a full on dog fight, wrestling, clawing and biting with no clear winner. Jeff approached and waited until he could grasp the shadow wolf and did so. His powerful arms yanked up the black wolf with the force of a hurricane, he held her in place.

"Bllllake...my...maaate...bbiiitch." Molly growled and with an extended hand she raked her claws across Gypsy Lynn's throat, until only a hole remained. Jeff let the limp corpse fall to the ground.

"Oh that bitch!" Cried Wes who held up his mangled hand.

Blake saw the gun lying on the seat and climbed over to grab it. While Wes' hand was useless his elbow worked just fine and he used it to strike Blake in the ribs but Blake would not be deterred, he grabbed up the pistol and fell back into his seat, where he immediatley raised this pistol.

"Stop this fucking car!" Blake commanded.

Wes laughed and veered hard left causing the car to flip end over end.

Alicia slammed on her brakes to avoid hitting the sedan ahead of her, Jessica slammed into the rear window.

"Damned Alicia." Jessica cursed.

"Well fuck! Like I a new he was gonna do that!" Alicia got out of the truck and rushed up to the car, where a badly injured Wes was crawling out. Jessica kicked him in the face as hard as she could.

"Fucker!" Jessica exclaimed.

"Blake!" Alicia called out as she squatted to look into the car.

Molly rushed to the car, her clothes were shredded and nearly falling off.

"Blake!" She signaled to Jeff who was still hybrid. Jeff lifted the car, allowing Molly and Alicia to pull Blake's limp body from the car. He was bleeding badly, Molly suspected more than one bone was broken and his eyes were shut.

She could sense his thoughts, scattered and weak. They loaded him into the rear of the truck.

They drove as fast as they could through the backwoods, no doubt if they returned to the boat dock a local sherriff would be taking a stolen vehicle report. When they returned to the cairn, the sun had fallen and the wetpaw pack was standing watch.

"Molly!" Lindsey rushed to meet her but saw Blake in the truck bed. "Is he alive?"

Molly did not answer and signaled for others to help them carry Blake to the cairn, near the moon stone.

"He is still in there." Molly said, kneeling beside Blake.

"C'mon Blake. You need to shift. C'mon. Moon's out and everything." Molly kissed his forehead.

A small cloud uncovered the glowing full moon and Blake opened his eyes. His head felt like shit, throbbing. The near fire light seemed blinding and he was quite certain his ribs were broken.

"Molly?" Blake saw the face of his mate, he stiffly raised his hand to touch her cheek.

"I'm here. Were all here...you need to shift Blake, or you could die." Molly was teared up, tears of fear and joy.

"I hurt really bad Molly but I'll try."

He stood, aching, basking in the beam of moonlight shooting through the dark clouds above him. He could feel it's power surge through him...his mind slipping...becoming less human and more animal....

The sky thundered. Blake could see the creation of the world in his mind, he saw the unseen force...both man and woman...mortal and immortal, beautiful and terrible. Blake felt the animal in him stir, pent up for so long. He was both afraid and in awe of it.

Finally he let the animal take him, he felt his bones begin mending and the broken veins seal, his head stopped throbbing....but a new pain over took him as the animal began changing his bones and muscles.

"It huuurts!" Blake cried.

Molly wanted to comfort him but she new how dangerous a new Lycan could be.

"Only the first time, fight through it!" Molly remembered her first time, she knew his muscles felt like fire.

Blake felt a howl well up in him and he released it, the pain lessened with each howl...finally he found himself much lower to the ground and standing on all fours...and there staring at him was a red wolf with the lovliest green eyes he knew.

"Can you hear me now?" Blake heard Molly's voice clearly in his mind, he could see images of them kissing and swimming in the water.

"I sure can. You want to go for a swim?" Blake replied.

Molly chuckled in his mind. "Haha. Later, sometimes our thoughts tend to leak."

Again Blake saw an image of him mounting Molly, they were both in wolf form.

"Umm. So they do." Blake noticed his senses were overloaded, he could smell everything...both good and bad.

"Haha! I was thinking later you might want to learn the true meaning of doggy style. You'll learn to tune those smells out by the way...and not to broadcast your thoughts all the time." Molly howled and both packs shifted into wolf form.

"Lead the way seer." Molly thought.

Blake looked out into the woods, he could see quite well even though it was dark. He felt clumsy on four feet but took off in a steady trot and the pack followed, once he was more sure of his footing he broke into a dead run and still the pack followed.

"Wow! I've never moved so fast in all my life!" Blake felt exhilirated.

They ran for nearly and hour, until Blake led them back to the cairn.

Blake shifted back into his human form and sat down on the dirt. The pack did as he did.

"Wow! This is great! I feel healthier than ever!" Blake panted.

Molly sat beside him. "See? Not so bad being a wolf afterall. Rest up and then you can try hybrid."

Blake cocked an eyebrow. "Hybrid?"

Molly laughed. "It's your strongest form, what Jeff calls your fighting form."

As she said his name Jeff approached and joined them in sitting.

"Ja. Ist favorite form." Jeff used his thumb to point at himself. "Molly likes da doggy style."

They paused and stared at one another and then bursted out laughing.

One of the Wet Paw's approached the trio.

"My name is Louis, it's good to see you in good health Seer." Louis extended his hand and Blake accepted in a form hand shake.

"Thank you Louis, have a seat join us...try to avoid rocks." Blake shifted his weight and pulled a small stone that had begun bothering him from beneath him and tossed it to the side.

"Lindsey!" Shouted Molly. "Jog on up to the house and get food and drink for everyone please."

Jeff hopped up. "I vill help her."

It was then Blake noticed Alicia crying.

"What's wrong with Alicia?" Blake asked Molly.

"Wes was her mate. She blames herself for not seeing it sooner. It is because of her we chose not to kill Wes. Maybe, one day, Alicia will be able to cure Wes of whatever darkness has consumed him. " Molly hung her head.

Louis sighed. "It's hard when one of your own turns to the Shadow Pack. They have a way of getting to you."

Molly nodded. "Speaking of Shadow Pack...one of them was able to go out in the day light. A female."

"Gypsy Lynn was her name. She wanted me to help them." Blake said.

"They wanted you to kill, rape and destroy humanity. Had you chose to join them, no one could have stopped you or them." Molly replied.

Blake shrugged. "Well, I told her I already had a mate. Deeper, way deeper, ring any bells?"

Molly laughed. "Maybe a few."

Eight Months Later, Late Winter.

Returning to the "real world" was difficult for Blake. He saw everything so differently now. Molly was now pregant with Blake's child, she had moved into his apartment as well. Though Blake could not claim their new relationship had been trouble free, because it hadn't, they disagreed on small things. Molly didn't like Blake to stay late at the office, especially since she was on maternity leave but work meant staying late sometimes. Blake also learned that Molly had a bit of a jealous streak but nothing that patience would not overcome, she could afterall read his thoughts and Blake only ever thought of one woman..Molly.

Blake sat at his desk finishing up the backend for a new database management interface, it felt good to write code again. Truth be told, Blake enjoyed city life, something else he and Molly disagreed on. Molly had been pressuring him for months to pull his savings and head out to the Cairn. He had promised to do so before the baby was born, which would not be long now.

His phone rang.

"Hello Molly." He answered. While shifting in the city was difficult, his precognitive senses had not been dampened at all.

"Are you still at work?" Molly groaned.

"I'm actually just finishing up and then I'll be out the door and on my way home to you." Blake saved the module he was working on and logged out.

"You better be." She said only half-serious. "And pick me up some chocolate milk."

"Didn't I just buy-" Blake had learned not to question such things. Her appetite had become enourmous in the few months and while she had put on a bit of weight, she had not put on nearly as much as a normal human woman would have.

"Yes you did but I we had guest today and Lindsey likes chocolate milk too, so *thrrrp*" She made a soft rasperry with her tongue.

"Lindsey amd Jeff came by? You should have called." He said.

"I got your voice mail." She replied.

"Oh! Damn that's right. We had a meeting at four." He slapped himself on the forehead.

"It's alright, they are staying the night so you can spend the day with us tommorow." She said it more like and order than anything.

"Okay, well I am out the door. Bye love."

"Bye mate."

Blake hung up the phone and headed down the elevator into the parking complex, before he could get to his car however he felt something he had not felt in a long time. He turned and out of a shadowy corner stepped a man dressed in torn blue jeans and dirty T-Shirt.

"Hiya Blakey boy."

Blake could not place the accent.

"Do I know you?" Blake was only stalling, he knew what it was.

"Me personally no. But you knew my mother. I gotta tell ya Blakey boy, I am real put off." His eyes shone red through the shadows.

"You need to leave me alone, I gave you my answer so go crawl back into whatever dark hole you climbed out of." Blake reached for the pistol in his jacket but before he could graspthe handle the creature rushed him and knocked him back ten or twenty feet, smashing him into the door of a lexus. A car alarm sounded.

"What, can't fight fair?" The man picked him up and threw him again, this time into a pillar.

Blake groaned and gasp for air, he stood to his feet and called on as much of his animal rage as he could muster. He could see clearly in the dark now, he saw the mans face. A younger man, his face covered in pock marks, his left ear had a piece missing on the top and a vicious scar ran from his forehead to his eye.

Blake lunged forward and punched the foul man as hard as he could, it sent him reeling over the railing and down to the next level. Blake ran for his car, he started the engine and drove down the ramp.

The shadow pack creature lept in front of Blake's car, Blake hit him full on knocking him to the side. Blake didn't stop until he got home.

He went through the front door and found Jeff watching TV.

"Blake! Wo bist du!" Jeff stood and opened his arms to greet Blake. Blake hugged him briefly.

"Where is Molly? I ran into a Shadow Pack member on my way home." Blake looked through windows frantically.

"Molly ist in da bath." Jeff double-checked the locks and turned off the television.

Blake walked into the bathroom and found Molly bathing and Lindsey sitting with her pants down on the toilet, he turned his head.

"Sorry Lindsey." He said.

"Haha. The last taboo." She laughed.

"Molly, I ran into a shadow pack guy on the way home. Gypsy Lynn's son." Blake kept his head turned.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Molly sounded frightened, she did not often sound frightened and her thoughts were leaking. Blake saw fleeting images of his death played out in different scenarios.

"I'm find, barely a scratch." Blake heard the toilet flush and turned just as Lindsey pulled her jeans over her hips.

"It's you I was worried about. He may try to harm you..." He refused to finished the sentence as if finshing it would make it come true.

"Gut thing we have come for visit Ja?" Jeff slapped Blake playfully on the shoulder, Jeff lived for a good fight.

"Yeah. But were not staying, I am pulling my savings in the morning and we are going back to the Cairn. That damn thing seemed like it was pulling it's strength from the city." Blake looked to Molly for approval.

She nodded. "There is more suffering and corruption here, they can draw on it. We'll be stronger at the Cairn, they won't approach it directly."

Blake nodded. "Good, We'll leave tommorow afternoon, Lindsey...call and have the plane ready."

"It'll have to wait till morning." Lindsey said.

"Not a problem. Jeff and I will keep watch tonight." Blake took off his Jacket and headed toward the bedroom.

"Nein. I vill vatch, you need to sleep." Jeff sat on the couch.

"No, we'll do this together." Blake shouted from the bedroom as he pulled on a pair of blue jeans.

"No, you'll get some rest. You worked eleven hours today." Molly shouted as she climbed from the tub and wrapped herself in a towel. Lindsey helped her to the bedroom, where she blocked the door way.

"Bed. Now." She pointed.

Blake shook his head.

"I'm suppose to sleep while that thing is out there?" He threw his hands up. A perfect example of their little disagreements.

"Hun. Trust me, you'll wake up before he even touches the first stair. Get in bed." Molly closed the door behind her and dropped her towel. It was very difficult to argue with a naked woman and even more so a pregant one. Blake hung his head in defeat and climbed into bed.

"You are not sleeping in your clothes again, it took me months to break you of that." She tugged on his pant leg and he rose to pull them off.

She climbed into bed next to him and pulled the blankets over them. He sighed once more and wrapped his arm around her. He rubbed her pregnant belly quietly in the dark.

"So what do you think it's going to be Blake? A boy or a girl?" Molly crooned.

"Do you really want to know? You know I know already right?" Blake kissed her forehead.

"Well, then don't tell me. I didn't let that Doctor tell me at the ultrasound and I'm not gonna let you spoil it either." She playfully slapped his chest.

Blake laughed. "I'll keep it too myself then mate...who knows I could be wrong."

She nuzzled his shoulder with her nose. "Maybe...but probably not."

Blake waited until she fell asleep and ran his fingers through her silky fur. Blake wondered if the baby shifted too. He thought about sneaking out and joining Jeff but a growl from Molly made him think otherwise, apparently he had not yet mastered his thoughts.

Blake's dream was interrupted by a prescense. His eyes shot open and he lept from the bed. Molly was still asleep beside him, he debated waking her and thought better of it. It was possible he was over reacting.

He walked into the living room and found Jeff, staring intently out the window.

"He's here."

Blake found his pistol and checked to see that the silver .44 magnums had been loaded. It was the same pistol that had killed Eric. Molly had protested his keeping it but Blake thought the pistol should be used for good, instead of evil. Molly did not question him further.

Lindsey walked into the living room with what appeared to be an old german sword, Jeff accepted it and motioned for her to return to her room. Normally, the females would join the fray but they were unable to shift which left them in mortal danger.

Blake touched his hand to the front door...he felt it there, waiting...it was not alone. Blake stepped away suddenly and as he did, the door shattered into splinters and a renegade Lycan stood waiting, fully shifted. His fur was black as night and his eyes burned the color of fire.

With inhuman speed, the creature tackled Blake and began clawing him.

"We Don't w--ant you Blakeyyy Boyyy". The werebeast held his throat with one hand and his gun with the other, from the corner of his eye he could see Jeff had been just as easily subdued by the second renegade Lycan.

"Nooo!" Blake forced his hand up and tried to twist his wrist so that the barrel faced his opponent, but his wrist was forced back down.

He heard the sound of footsteps and saw Lindsey jumping down onto the creatures back with a kitchen knife, she stabbed deep causing deep black blood to spray out onto the walls. It snarled and slapped her with the hand that held Blake's throat. With his throat freed he grabbed the pistol with his other hand and pushed the barrel into it's gut, he pulled the trigger sending bones and entrails onto the floor behind. It howled out and pain and began to crawl away like a wounded pup.

Blake stood to his feet and pulled the trigger once more, causing the renegade to move no more. He stood momentarily reflecting on his kill and then placed the barrell to the second one's head.

"Let him go ! Now !" Blake pressed the barrel in harder. The creature released it's grip and shot out like a black streak through the front door. He turned and saw not the body of Gypsy Lynn's son but that of a young woman.

Jeff took care of the body and cleanup. The sound of the pistol firing had been heard by neighbors but Blake explained that someone had broke in and a struggle followed. The police didn't buy it entirely and said they would be following up.

Much later that night, Blake was awakened by Molly.

"I can't sleep." She said shaking Blake's shoulder.

Blake wasn't sleeping that well himself, especilly with the front door being in splinters even with the knowledge that Jeff was keeping watch, he was still not comfortable.

Blake rolled over and felt Molly's naked breast rub against his elbow, her breast were far larger since her pregnancy and far frimer. Molly also used the words "Tender" to describe them, it was a look but don't touch kind of situation.

"You know what would help me sleep?" Molly slowly licked his ear and followed with a quick playful bite to his neck.

Perhaps it was the fight earlier, or the peril they faced but Blake himself was a bit aroused.

Molly grasped his semi-hard erection and stroked it until it became a full erection, she carefully rolled over to allow Blake to enter her from the side. She was damp but not yet wet, so Blake teased her lips and clit with the head of his cock until she was wet enough to enter. Blake gently pushed inside, noting how large and thick her vulva had become. She was hot enough that there was a moment of mild discomfort but it passed quickly, he thrust his hips up so as to drive deeper into her, she responded with a muffled moan. With only a few thrust, Blake's manhood was bathed in her lubrication, he tried to remain slow and steady but found him self thrusting at a faster and faster pace.

It had been nearly two weeks since Molly and Blake had last made love, the heat and the wetness of her caused Blake to climax in only minutes but Molly had also climaxed which made him fell less guilty.

They lay quiet for a minute, Blake felt himself go limp inside her and finally fall out, he felt his copious seed pouring out of her and onto the already soaked sheets.

He finally leaned over her and kissed her deeply.

"I have been meaning to ask-" Blake began.

"A human....only when a wolf mates with a wolf will it be born a wolf...though would it matter to you if it was a wolf cub?" She had again sensed his thoughts, during love making neither could hide their thoughts well.

"No...it wouldn't matter. I just wanted to know if I would be playing baseball or fetch with my...child." Blake rubbed her stomach.

"You're a bit of a smartass sometimes, did you know that?" She playfully prodded him with her elbow.

He chuckled, "Better than being a dumbass...or so I'm told."

"Also, the baby won't shift until it's old enough. I heard you thinking it earlier." She pushed wrapped her legs around his and nestled into her pillow.

"You were sleeping..." Blake exclaimed quietly.

She laughed quietly, "So? You should see the dreams you have and I'm not always in them mister, well until I choose to be."

"Wow, you really do have a jealous streak." Blake rubbed her thigh with his hand and patted her butt.

"And I'm not ashamed of it either." She replied sleepily.

He rolled back to his side and fell asleep to the sound of her breathing.