"Well, under the circumstances good work. But I think we should use the moon cycle to our advantage. Dean told me that if the legends are true, then werewolves have a highly increased sex drive during the full moon and are compelled to seek out the opposite sex to sate these urges. So, if we send a team of women after him, maybe one of them can draw him out," said Tyler.
"Good plan, sir. Sheryl would like to be in on it," said Mitchell.
"Of course, Julia was her friend. We're certain that somehow that wolf got her security codes and made her destroy all the evidence," said Tyler.
"She might still be alive, and he could be using her," said Mitchell.
"I know. After we extract more blood from him and re-shoot the evidence we'll put the mangy mutt down," said Tyler.
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After going from place to place for almost another week, Julia and Mike were both exhausted and in need of a good rest - a luxury they could not afford with enemies still hunting them. The next night, the full moon was set to rise, and they were already finding it difficult to fight their urges, as it seemed even hotter than the last cycle.
Mike's grumpy nature had grown on Julia over the past week, but she tried to convince herself that it was the raging moon fever she was battling against, trying to convince her that his annoying arrogance was a good quality.
"Any suggestions Julia?" asked Mike huskily as he walked with her, breaking her out of her thoughts.
"Unfortunately no. I can't think of anything," said Julia huskily. She groaned as she caught the heady scent of Mike's arousal.
"This is getting so hard to fight," groaned Mike.
"We only need to make it through tomorrow night for it to subside," groaned Julia.
"It's only going to get worse from here."
"I know," panted Julia, sweat running off her face. She groaned when she was faced with Mike's sweat-drenched chest, his shirt sticking to him like a second skin. "A change of clothes and a shower should help get rid of our scent. It's making this even more unbearable."
"I know, but they could be watching all those places," groaned Mike.
"It's a risk we'll have to take. My control won't last the night. I've never had to try and hold back the urges so long before," panted Julia. Sometime later they entered a motel and the desk clerk looked at them strangely as he regarded their drenched clothes. "We need a room for a few hours," said Mike.
"It will cost you a night though," said the clerk.
"That's fine," said Julia as she handed him a stolen card.
"Ok, room eight, here's your key," said the clerk, glad to see them leave. He breathed out as they walked down the hall.
"What on earth have those two been doing to get like that?" muttered the clerk as he got back to his work.
Up until now, Mike and Julia had been careful to avoid touching each other, because all it took was one touch to spark the inferno. Julia brushed his arm as she walked past him. The tether on Mike's control snapped and he growled and grabbed Julia, tossing her onto the bed.
His teeth clamped over her neck as he marked her, and Julia writhed under him as he licked at her neck. She groaned and snaked her hands down, unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants. She slipped a hand inside his boxers and grasped his rock hard member and began stroking him. She slipped her other hand up under his sweat-drenched shirt and traced his muscular stomach. Mike growled and unbuttoned her shorts then slipped a hand inside her panties and flicked his fingers over her hardened nub.
She gasped as she squeezed his member. Mike groaned and ground himself against her hand. He pulled away from her and yanked her shirt over her head, then reached around her and unsnapped her bra. He then reached down and shoved her shorts and panties down her legs.
Mike growled as Julia dug her teeth into his neck, marking him while she unzipped his pants and pushed them and his boxers down. Her hands reached up and yanked his drenched shirt over his head. She thrust her tongue down his throat and thrust herself against him. Mike growled heatedly and grabbed her waist, pushing her into the bed and entering her forcefully. They growled in pleasure as Mike began thrusting into her in a primal motion.
Julia's nails dug into his back, and he hissed at the pain that flashed through him while he picked up the pace of his thrusting. Julia's hands ran over his back, scratching him while he drove into her, and she gasped as her orgasm rushed up onto her. Mike growled deep in his throat as she clamped over him, but continued his vicious thrusting through Julia's pleasure, prolonging the sensations for her.
He grunted against her, thrusting into her, and forced his own release back under control when it threatened to overwhelm him. Julia cried out and dug her nails deeper into his back, thrashing wildly under him as she came again. Mike roared out in pleasure, spilling his seed deep inside her, then collapsed against her and panted heavily.
They laid there their pants and underwear still hanging onto their knees. "We need to take a shower now, to get rid of our scent," panted Julia.
"I know, or we'll never get away from here," groaned Mike.
When they entered the shower, their bodies touching, the moon fever sparked into life again, inflaming their senses. Julia picked up the wash cloth, growling, and poured the soap over the cloth and worked it in. She pushed Mike up against the wall and ground into him while she rubbed the cloth against his neck. Mike bucked against her shoved her against the wall on the other side of the shower, and thrust into her. Julia moaned and spread the soap down his back while he thrust into her.
She pulled back from him and massaged the soap into his chest, stomach and arms. He pushed up against her and bit her neck, and she ground against him, making him groan while he continued his heavy thrusting.
She reached down and washed his legs while he maintained contact with her. Julia grasped his hips and shoved him against the wall, and he groaned as she thrust against him. He grabbed the cloth from her and began spreading the soap into her neck. She grabbed his neck in her mouth and bit him hard, making him moan while she thrust him into her.
He rubbed the cloth into her back while she pressed against him and thrust and ground her hips into his. He groaned into her shoulder and bucked against her, pushing her back from him. She continued thrusting against him while he soaped her breasts and spread the soap down to her stomach.
Julia moaned and forced herself not to come, wanting to come with Mike as he washed her legs. He then rubbed back up her back and washed her arms, making her shudder. Then he dropped the cloth, bodily slammed her against the wall, and thrust into her as fast as he could manage. They both came screaming as Julia clamped over him, milking him of all he had to offer her.
