He'd left it too late. His muscles burned like they'd melt the skin from his bones. Ash braced his palm against the rough brick of the shop front. That would teach him to push his body to resist its instincts. Sweat beaded his face; he gave a swift glance to check that nobody was around to witness his weakness. The street was deserted; it was the wrong end of town for a Samaritan to come to his aid anyway. Ahead of him music pumped into the damp night air as the door to the club swung open and then back on itself. Voices, sharp with temper, exchanged a cursed parting, a car door slammed once, twice, and the street was his again.
He should have headed to the park hours ago. Instead Ash had forced himself to pace the dishevelled Friday night streets. Litter blew around his ankles as he braced for another wave of pain. Gritting his teeth he shoved away from the wall. He didn't want to slip skin out in the open; he would head to the park and give in to the need to change. Damn it but he was in control of his own body.
It took a moment to get his bearings. With a nod to himself he focused on putting one foot in front of the other. The pain wasn't severe enough to block out his thought process yet, but it wouldn't be long. He could cut through the alley beside the club, follow it around back and be in the park within five minutes. Ash ignored the tremor in his muscles and turned left into the alley.
The scents of rot and filth filled his nose till he wanted to gag. Bags of rotting food billowed from the overfull bins almost masking the stench of urine daubed at regular intervals along both walls. It was all he could do not to whip his cock out and scent the area with his own piss.
This was his town. Nobody else's. Just his. But that was the wolf in him that was thinking. The scent was the smell of lazy human, too drunk or too inconsiderate to find a toilet to relieve himself. They weren't marking territory like he would be. Despite that knowledge a growl rumbled deep in his chest.
There was a sound; he cocked his head trying to focus over the throbbing pulse of his blood. It was almost a whimper. It made his heart skip. A predatory urge to flush out potential prey deepened his growl. His wolf was too near the surface; if he didn't find somewhere to change soon he was going to lose his tenuous grip on his control and shift where he stood.
Too exposed. He glanced behind him to the mouth of the alley. He could be seen from here. There weren't many other wolves in this city but he'd be vulnerable for the time it took for his bones to break and reform. He surged onward, staggering deeper into the alley.
Slap. It was the sound of skin hitting skin. Another whimper. Soft. Feminine? Ash shoved his hand over his face, pushing the sweat from his eyes. His nostrils flared. He stood at the end of the alley with his nose in the air, had he been able to in this form he'd have cocked his ears to place the noise.
Sex. He could smell it. The unmistakable musk of aroused male. It rose above the background filth of the alley to swell his cock and curl his lips back from his teeth. The whimpering was the noise of a woman getting fucked, hard judging by the sound of flesh hitting flesh.
Ash glanced over his shoulder once more. He should turn around and take the long route to the park. He might just be able to make it. In the adjacent alley a door creaked and then slammed. He frowned; he was running out of time. Better to just charge past the lovers. It would make them jump but he'd be gone before they would even be aware of him. He was just shifting balance to push off for the dash when the woman screamed.
"No!"
"Aww go on darling, we don't mind sharing." A man chuckled. "Oh yes, swallow him down bitch."
Ash ducked his head around the corner. A girl was crouched on all fours, her pale skin glowed in the sparse light of the club's rear door. Behind her crouched a man, trousers dropped to his thighs, bare arse clenching and unclenching as he worked his cock in and out of the girl's cunt. Before her knelt another man, though he faced Ash his attention was taken up by pulling his growing cock from his trousers. The girl, pale skinned and dark haired was shaking her head. As much as she could with the first man's hand fisted in it to hold her still.
The girl bucked and fought, trying to rise off her knees but the first man pressed his palm to her shoulder blades and kept her in place. The second guy pressed his clawed hand to her jaw, working it open.
"No. We agreed..."
"Yeah, yeah, one at a time." The second man nodded, laughing. "Buyer's market baby. Bite it and I'll snap your neck."
In one forceful movement he thrust his cock into her mouth. His hands gripped the girl's ears halting her attempt to pull back. The sound of her gagging on the cock filled Ash's ears until it drowned out the pounding of his heart and the howl of his rising wolf.
The scent of sex and fear was overpowering. The noise of the girl's whimpering and gagging was intoxicating. Ash had an urge to charge ahead, toss the two men aside and shove his own cock into the vacant cunt. How long had it been? Even longer than it had since he slipped skin. He'd been pushing himself to go longer and longer between shifts. He'd had little choice about the enforced chastity.
Ash shook his head to clear it. The girl broke free with a squeal of panic. They guy who had been fucking her mouth drew back a fist, aimed it at the side her head. Ash surged forward. His wolf instinct might have wanted him to take the girl for himself but she was one girl against two men and that spoke to the scrap of human being left inside him.
Too late. Ash recognised the scent of wolf only when he had left the safety of his hiding place. The two men whirled on him. They rose. Their trousers hanging around their thighs and their engorged cocks bobbing at him. Ash steeled himself for the impact. He drove himself head first into the first guy's gut, sending him sprawling backwards into the second. If they had been human they wouldn't have survived, the first guy would have snapped his spine, the second would have cracked his head open on the wall. Ash didn't wait. He scooped up the girl under his arm and dashed for the other end of the alley.
She screeched and writhed in his hold but he didn't stop until he felt grass under his feet. The park. Ash stopped in his tracks. He turned a full circle scenting the air for any sign that the two wolves might be pursuing. There was none. Evidently a fuck was not worth fighting over. He looked down at the girl he still held under his arm. Her head was twisted so that she could see his face.
"Yeah remember me now?" She hissed at him.
It was not the reaction he had expected. Ash frowned and shook his head to himself. He dropped the girl onto her knees at his feet. Just for a second he thought about taking up where the two wolves had left off. He could thrust his throbbing erection into her exposed cunt or maybe shut up that big mouth of hers instead.
Slowly she stood up, making a show off dusting herself off. She wore and tiny pleated skirt that barely covered her bare arse and a cheap white shirt unbuttoned and tied in a knot between her bare breasts. The situation in the alley and then her rescue had left her bunches in disarray. So that her dark hair was lopsided, one bunch high up on the top of her head, one almost undone and dangling below her ear.
Ash did a double take. One the one hand the girl looked like she'd just stepped off the school bus; on the other she was wearing a school uniform like a porn star. A three-inch skirt, no panties and way too much flesh on display. Only when he reached her eyes, and it took a good few minutes of thorough inspection to reach that high, did he confirm that she was long out of school. Mid twenties minimum, thirties if you took account of the hard-edged glint in her eyes.
He was just thinking that they were nice eyes when she slammed the heel of her hand into the centre of his chest. He'd caught the tell tale intent in her moves but he was a wolf, what could she do to him?
Send him flying backwards on to his arse is exactly what she did. His feet actually lifted from the ground, his landing so unprepared for that he bit his own tongue when his head bounced. Ash gave a snarl and swallowed blood. His blood.
"I don't need no fucking pimp so think again mister." She screeched at him, pointed finger jabbing the air as she advanced on him again.
Pimp? "You're a fucking whore?" He yelled with disbelief.
"Disappointed?" She placed her balled fists onto her narrow hips, feet braced far apart as she sneered at him. "Got you all hot watching some poor girl getting fucked around in an alley, now you're all put out cos it was paid for huh?" She shook her fist at him; he could see the corners of the crumpled bills she clutched there. It must have been why she had remained on her knees when he took down her would-be attackers. Collecting her damned payment.
Ash could have kicked himself. "I thought I was rescuing you, not fucking up your work place." His lips curled derisively around the words. In his mind he was adding up the change in his pockets, wondering if he had enough to purge the pain in his cock.
The girl kicked at the loose stones on the path, sending a spray of gravel at Ash's face. He held his hands up to protect his eyes and then felt like an idiot being intimidated by a girl. A girl who had just put a wolf on his arse. He pushed up from the ground with a snarl but she had already turned her back on him, stalking in circles jabbing at the air with her money filled fist.
"Rescuing. Those guys just like a bit of fear with their fuck, that's all. Bloody wolves, they like all that whimpering shit. Taking the piss trying to get a two one for deal though, the bastards." She rounded on him again; her lipstick was smeared up to her cheek, distorting her angry pout. "Now I'm down twenty quid cos of you."
Ash opened his mouth to argue but a surge of fresh pain ripped his breath from his lungs. His knees gave way and he buckled before her. Clutching at the hem of her skirt to save himself from landing on his face. She dodged out of his way in a blur of movement. She caught his shoulder before he toppled over, helpless Ash simply hung there letting her take his weight whilst he fought to breathe.
"Oh babe you smell real bad." The girl sniffed the air around him, her nose wrinkling in disgust, still she moved closer, running her nose across his cheek.
