Linda's trail lead to a stream, a small fast flowing strip of water fed by a waterfall, there it disappeared. Ash had had little practice at tracking. Usually if he'd noted the scent of somebody in the area then he simply went in the other direction. He stood staring at the stream, only the scent of freshly oxygenated air in his nostrils. Hunter charged through it, wading up to his knees before stepping on to the opposite bank. A whistle sounded, faint and tuneless, from back within the woods, Hunter gave an answering whistle and waved for Ash to follow.
Sheila gestured wildly towards the path ahead before scrambling up a steep bank. Ash watched her bare legs slither through the undergrowth wondering what she was planning. He forgot her almost before her bare toes disappeared, Linda was up ahead, not only was his nose stinging with the scent of her sex but whenever the track straightened out he could catch a flash of bare leg or simply hear the rustle of her dress against her body. He'd spent so long resenting his physical need to hunt down creatures when in wolf form that Ash had never known the exhilaration of the chase. The way his heart beat strong and fast in the centre of his chest, the tightening of his stomach muscles as his body moved with deadly precision after its prey. That he would be rewarded with sex and not blood this time set his senses free.
He could taste Linda's arousal, scent the fear-tinged anticipation that laced her sweat, and all of it mixed with the rich aroma of the forest around them. Warm dry earth, softening leaves, and the heat of the day still trapped beneath the canopy. With a fresh surge of adrenaline Ash sped up. And ran chest first into Hunter's outstretched arm.
His feet flew out from underneath him and he landed ingloriously on his bare arse. Dust and debris stuck to his sweat coated skin. With a gruff growl he looked up at the man, still standing stock still with his arm out to hold Ash back like he'd never noticed the wolf plough into him. Up ahead he could clearly see Linda, head down, charging along the track. At Hunter's fractional tilt of his finger Ash looked up to see Sheila running parallel to the woman ten feet up. The bank that she had climbed edged the worn track and she now stalked the woman from above. Linda slowed, checked over her shoulder.
She never saw Hunter and Ash watching her fruitless escape because Sheila chose that moment to leap. Arms outstretched, toes pointed in a deadly dive. Being a werewolf had some advantages, without that extra strength and healing Ash would have been worried about Linda being injured. Instead, he merely watched with breathless awe as Sheila hooked the other woman about the shoulders and pulled her off her feet.
The two of them went tumbling off the track. He could hear the undergrowth rustling and snapping as they rolled over and over down the bank. Their voices merged as they both shrieked and hissed at the shrubbery that slapped at them. Hunter was already leaping after them whilst Ash got to his feet and dusted the grime off his arse. Maybe he'd been in the city too long.
Sheila had Linda pinned. She sat astride the redhead, leaning forward to hold her arms down. Both were panting from the run and then the fall. Ash was mesmerised at the sight of them, Linda wearing a short shift dress that had risen to her hips with the tussle, Sheila wearing only a faint sheen of sweat, her bare breasts swaying in the moonlight. Linda's were still covered by the dress but he could clearly see the swollen mounds jiggling as she fought to break free.
Ash's pulsed moved from his chest to his cock; it was a fair guess to say it was sharing space with his brain too. He was transfixed by the two women. He'd seen enough porn in his life to respond to the sight immediately, his cock ached and his balls tightened in readiness, but for the first time this was actually happening before him. This time it wouldn't be his left hand that made him cum, he was going to cum inside the struggling redhead.
"Hold her arms." Sheila panted.
Hunter waved Ash forward. He immediately recognised the offer as one of necessary courtesy, if Ash's wolf rose further to the surface whilst another man held down his woman the scene was likely to move onto fighting and not fucking. For the first time Ash accepted that his wolf considered Linda to be his. His human head hadn't rationalised the situation yet but his wolf was convinced.
It unnerved him to have two sets of responses to a scenario, he was becoming more used to it but it didn't make it any less confusing. Ash stood over the two women as he breathed hard and tamped down his wolf's need to take. Ignoring the instinct to rut indiscriminately Ash bent down and took Linda's wrists in his hand. With one hand he lifted her, she went limp, allowing him to set her on her knees, her body pulled tightly to his. Her shoulders to his stomach, his cock an insistent ridge against her spine.
Sheila scrambled to her knees, she grinned up at Ash, glanced over her shoulder towards Hunter before raking her nails across Linda's chest. Four welts rose in their wake. From her sternum almost to her nipple. Her body jerked against Ash in shock, then went limp once more with the wash of desire that scented the air. Sheila ripped the strap of the dress in the same move, exposing hard tipped nipple to the air. Without warning she pulled her hand back and slapped at the exposed breast. Linda gasped and shuddered, her head rolling back, hair brushing Ash's stomach.
His stomach muscles tensed. For a second he had an urge to shove Sheila away from Linda, now he knew for sure why Hunter had declined to be the one holding her still. His wolf could not have borne to watch the two of them abusing her so. He looked down at Linda's upturned face; her eyes were rolling in her head, a rapturous smile stretching her mouth. When Sheila bent down low to take the woman's nipple in her mouth Linda moaned, her hips thrust out in demand. She was not as unfazed by Sheila's actions as he was. Reassured, Ash settled back to enjoy the show.
Sheila's blonde hair covered her face but he could look down the line of her body, he could see her mouth stretched around Linda's heavy breast, watch her suckle and then pull back to stretch that heavy mound to a taut peak, he could see her own breasts mashing against Linda's body as she rubbed and rocked against her. She moved back to slap at Linda's jutting breasts. She hit the sides square on, first the left and then the right, the unmistakeable sound of flesh hitting flesh sending a jolt through the air. Ash felt Linda recoil and then strain forward, as though the pain was to be avoided but the after-effect was delicious. His cocked tightened, he was grinding it into the ridge of Linda's spine, her skin growing slick with his pre-cum.
Sheila sat back on her heels; she slid her palms between Linda's thighs and prised them open, making the woman sink lower against his body. When she was sufficiently exposed Sheila ran her hand up the inside of her thigh, she gave short tiny slaps on the soft skin of her inner thighs, making Linda squirm and moan. Ash saw her forearm flex a second before she shoved her fingers deep into Linda's cunt. The slick welcome was audible in the clearing. The wet liquid slide of flesh within flesh. Linda arched her back, thrusting her hips to Sheila's fingers, whimpering for more. Ash refreshed his grip on her wrists, it seemed he was supporting up rather than restraining her.
Linda's entire body tensed against his, it seemed even her breathing had stopped, the silence was broken by her ragged moan and then she was shuddering. Shaking and trembling in her climax. Sheila gave a delighted laugh, holding her hand out behind her to draw Hunter into the mix.
He eyed Ash cautiously as he stepped up, his thick cock bobbing, gently oozing with sticky pre cum. His eyes dropped back to Sheila as soon as Ash nodded his acceptance to the other man. He couldn't blame him, the blonde made for a glorious sight, scrabbling to her knees to bury her face into Linda's shaven pussy. Whilst Linda writhed against her living bonds Hunter painted her lips with his cock. His earthy salt musk almost overriding the sweeter scent of the two women.
From his height advantage Ash watched Linda's tongue dart out to lap at the mushroomed head painting her mouth with sticky lubricant. It was too much; his knees shook with the need to bury himself within her body. Hunter eyed him when he growled his impatience and he signalled to take over the task of restraining Linda's wrists. With his hands spanning her ribs Ash dropped to his knees. His turgid cock slid between her legs, her own arousal mixed with Sheila's attentive tongue had coated her cunt and thighs with moisture. Both women moaned at the arrival of thick hard cock. Sheila's tongue immediately lapped at him, pressing the throbbing length of it to Linda's sensitised pussy. Ash gripped Linda's ribs with hands that sprouted the hard jutting claws of his wolf. His vision blurred as he fought for control, not just trying to prevent his cock from erupting before entry but to hold onto the wolf within him that struggled to break through his very skin.
Sheila was, by now, lying on her back with her face straining up to Linda's cunt. With his cock resting between Linda's lower lips he could feel every lap and dip of that tongue. Linda was leaning bonelessly against him; he could feel her hips jerking with every serpentine roll of that fabulous tongue. He drew in a ragged breath, if he didn't move now he would cum over Sheila's face. An attractive idea but not what he had planned for tonight. Hunter grunted, his free hand burrowing into Linda's hair to keep her in place whilst he slid his cock deep into her mouth. The woman moaned and writhed around the obstacle.
Looking down Ash met Sheila's eyes, she was wild with arousal, straining upwards to taste yet more of Linda's body. With a smile Ash directed his thick cock down towards her mouth, ignoring Linda's whimper when its steady pressure was removed from her clit. Sheila latched to his cock like a puppy to a tit. The intense suction nearly melted his balls and he jerked back from it like he'd been scalded. The moisture boost gave him an idea though and instead of pressing his cock into her pussy he pressed it to her tightly pleated arsehole.
