There is light in this darkness an image I can see coming closer. It looks so real the cabin on the hill the forest around it the sun setting behind it, and something else Muirie and I sitting in a large chair over looking the valley and the hill were several werepups were at play. The image is not perfect. There challenges and difficulties, and sometimes even anger, but through it all a connection that is not hunger nor lust it is something more... so much more. Was this some cruel joke? were the Divines allowing me a glimpse at a future I could never have? That must be it, but it doesn't sting too bad. I knew this was something I could never have, might as well enjoy it's beauty. Something is touching my hand, and I hear a voice saying something. The image I'm looking at is getting blurry. Is this it? Please no let me look a little longer...just..a... little...longer.
"Wake up...please wake up." she is crying and holding my clawed hand so tight her hands must be bleeding I can feel my chest moving with my breath. How? How in oblivion am I alive? My eyes slowly open barely able to move them everything hurts so much. As Muirie slowly comes into view I notice she is covered in dirt and twigs and clenching my hand with all her strength and her hands were bleeding.
"Mu..irie." I try to speak she stops and gasps at me for several seconds.
"Dastred!" She screamed and slammed into me with a hug
"Agh!" I couldn't stop crying out from the pain. Realizing her mistakes she backed off immediately.
"Oh gods I'm so sorry! I was just so scared you were so hurt and I thought you were going to die you wouldn't wake up..." she was rambling now.
I would gain no knowledge from this I held up a finger and went "shhh." She immediately fell silent "What...happened?" I asked
"After you passed out I bandaged you as best I could. One of the mages had a book on healing spells. So I learned what I could and started casting a spell on you. When I thought moving you wouldn't kill you immediately I dragged you here." So that's why she was covered in dirt but there was still more I needed to know.
"Where?" I asked
"Were in a cave not far from where you killed the elves."
One last question "How long?"
"Four days the elves were pretty well supplied there's plenty of food now." She motioned to the small pile of supplies we now had next to me. So this girl dragged me and all those supplies to this cave then healed me for days which was no small feat considering how small she is, and she risked her life in the first place to save me. Oh Muirie when will you cease to amaze me. She didn't need to tell me she hadn't slept the bags under her eyes told me that. I reached out to her and took her arm and pulled her closer laying her head against my chest "sleep." I said.
"ok" was her only answer. After a few moments I felt her tears working through my fur. Before I could say anything she spoke "Don't worry I'm not sad I'm happy. I'm so happy your here. I really believed you were going to die. You're the only one I have left and you've shown me nothing but kindness this whole time. You do scare me sometimes when your in the heat of battle and that first time we met... But you always reign yourself in, and find control and then you show me kindness all over again you are so much more than anyone I have ever met. I prayed to all the divines but some how I think it was Mara who answered my prayers I don't know why just a feeling I have." She looked up at me, leaned closer and place a small kiss on my muzzle. I was too stunned to react at all before she pulled away "Thank you for coming back to me Dastred I would be lost without you." At that she laid her head back on my chest. I could feel my heart beating against her and we both drifted to sleep to the sound of my still beating heart.
I woke up in a large bed Muirie laying on my chest. She was naked to my surprise. As she began to wake up a smile crossed her face not her usual warm inviting smile. This smile was devious, naughty, and sexy.
"Morning handsome. You ready to have more from last night?" As she spoke she climbed on my face turned her ass towards me allowing my tongue across to her holes I spread open her cheeks. Her tight anus was as flawless as the rest of her and tasted every bit as good as her pussy. My tongue explored her wet folds and she became wetter and wetter when I slid my tongue inside of her she squirmed reached back and pulled my face deeper into her ass. Before long her tight hole was contracting and her toes were curled in orgasm I could smell and taste her cum, she was in heat ready to mate, my cock had become rock hard from this pleasing her and she took notice "Well someone is having fun." She said as she took my shaft in her hands then quite unexpectedly she lowered her mouth onto the head of my cock. How could this be how could she want to do that "Because I like it and it's what one does for their lover." Before I could say anything she lowered her mouth back on my cock and I was in pure bliss. She worked my head and my shaft licking up and down. I was beginning to edge and as my cock twitched she gripped me and said "Oh no, your not wasting that precious seed on my mouth."
She straddled me and lowered her pussy onto my cock inch by inch. Her and me both moaning in pleasure as she slid down until all of my length was inside her. The pleasure was too much i began thrusting from the bottom my end already too close she rode me, sliding her wet hole up and down my length. She lowered herself down to me so I could lick and suck her breasts. The stimulation drove her mad and the orgasms started "OH GODS...FILL ME UP BREED ME BREED ME OH FUCK!" It was too much I completely lost control as I spasmed and howled in pleasure as I planted my seed within her. Over and over I squirmed until my cock was completely drained. I laid next to her as we caught our breath. The fear must have been clear on my face. She stroked the fur on my face and scratched my ears and said "Don't worry no nightmares this time." I could only think of one thing to say
"Thank you."
I woke to the sound of her voice "Dastred?...Dastred?" When my eyes were open I couldn't believe it. For the love of Talos how can I possibly be hard when I'm this injured. Worse still was I couldn't move still so we just had to sit there with it.
"Damn." It was the only word I could say to express my feelings.
She looked at me blushing with embarrassment still trying to wear her warm smile "It...It's ok you might not be human but your still... male and males have needs and I don't mind so..." I couldn't believe it. She reached out and took my cock in her hands and began stroking. She was clumsy and clearly hadn't done it before but it didn't matter to me. Since the beast blood I have not spilled my seed so anything was blissful to me. I began moaning and growling in pleasure, her soft hands working my head as best they could. When she reached down and began to fondle my balls that sent me overboard my eyes rolled back in my head as I came. My seed spilling over and over until finally I was done. When I opened my eyes again I realized that a lot of my cum had gotten on her hands and arms "Sorry" I said
"Its alright... there's a stream near here I'm going to wash I'll be back soon." When she returned from bathing she sat next to me and handed me a piece of dried fish. "That was interesting." We both start to chuckle then laugh at our predicament.
Days came and went in that cave I slowly regained the use of my limbs surprisingly my spine was still in one piece. Muirie kept impressing me. She worked so diligently constantly reading the spell books healing me with what she learned. She was even starting to learn destruction spells. One day she came back with a rabbit she had blasted with a fire bolt. Between eating and healing we spoke constantly and my vocabulary grew rapidly again. When I would get hard she would stroke me again I couldn't believe she did it every time. She always told me she didn't mind but she still blushed when she did it. I began meditation while she was healing me. She thought it was interesting so I taught her how to focus her mind and her skill with spells grew immensely learning to focus her thoughts on one thing was vital in mastering spells. After two weeks I was finally able to get up and move around. As her skill with spells grew so did my strength. By the third week I was ready to test myself. I walked up to the tree and swung with all my strength, I tore several layers into the tree with my claws. I wasn't back to where I was but with a matter of days with Muirie's healing. I went back to the cave hopeful. Muirie was reading one of her books by the fire as I came in. She looked up at me and smiled. "How did it go?" She asked
"Well, not perfect but well. Can go tomorrow." My speech had improved by leaps during my time incapacitated.
"Well then...that's good." The nervousness in her voice was clear. There was a city called Whiterun a few days away it was within Imperial territory. We never said aloud but that was likely where our journey together would end. Neither of us wanted to speak of it. I went over and laid down next to her. We had taken to sleeping together after her relieving my loins so many times it only made sense that we take advantage of my body to keep her warm at night at least. She also enjoyed my fur and ears gently petting me gave comfort and relaxation to her and felt good to me.
As she began stroking my ear I asked her "What you reading?"
"An advanced destruction magic book, there's a lightning spell in here I want to try soon, supposed to be incredibly powerful." That put my mind at ease. She had taken to magic so well I had little worry that she would be broke and begging she had a natural talent and curiosity. In the few weeks she had been practicing magic she had already moved on to higher level destruction and restoration spells. She could easily become some mages apprentice or even attend the College of Winterhold. Yes she would be ok. I fell asleep to the feeling of her petting me and scratching my ears.
The next day after a quick meal we set out early in the morning. We didn't share many words that day. We were still bothered by our impending separation. I couldn't stop thinking of the dream I had while I was unconscious and Muirie nearly worked herself to death to save me. Couldn't stop seeing that image in my head. So beautiful I wished it was real so bad, and that feeling the connection I had with her so indescribable, imperfect but perfect. I wondered. "Muirie." She looked to me and said "Yes?" "Do you...Do..."
