When she woke up, she was warm, nestled in softness. She moved her arms and legs, groaning at the ache left in her core. She was pleased that she wasn't tied up this time but she was still nude and she was sprawled out on top of a pile of furs.
She struggled to sit up, freezing as the door opened. She slumped back at the sight of the tall silhouette standing in the open doorway.
"Oh great. Can't a girl catch a break?"
When they stepped into the light, her thighs clenched automatically. He was tall and broad.
He took a deep inhale, chuckling hotly at the pheromones pumping into the air.
"So you made it past the horse, impressive. I thought you might want a friendly face."
She snorted, "friendly? I don't know who you are."
He laughed, "on the contrary...little morsel, you know exactly who I am."
Her jaws drops as she just stares up at him.
"R-Rheil?"
He nods, throwing his arms wide.
"In the flesh...so to speak."
She had to fight to keep her eyes from straying to his arms and how the fitted fabric pulled tight.
"So you're not a wolf all the time?"
"No."
"So why fuck me in wolf form?"
"I didn't hear you complaining at the time."
She bit her lip, he was right. She didn't. It had been the best sex of her life although she wouldn't admit that to him.
"What's your name, little morsel?"
"What?"
"Your name?"
"K-Kenna."
He gives a nod, holding a hand out to her. She turns her head in shock but he shakes his head.
"Relax, You've been fucked enough for one day. I figured you needed a break. Would you like me to carry you?"
"W-where?"
"Derad suggested that you deserve a special reward for making it this far and I agree. I had it prepared for you."
He knelt next to her, hooking an arm under her knees and wrapping the other tight around her before standing.
She sagged into him.
"A reward? You're treating this like some sort of competition."
He snorts.
"Not exactly. More like an auction actually."
"An auction?!"
The door scraped closed behind them and he moved her to perch in one arm as he punched in a code, another door sliding open.
Her anger tempered as soon as she saw the room. It looked like the inside of a cabin, think beams of wood overhead and lining the walls. There was a table set with covered plates of food.
He walked past the table and used his elbow to push back a sheer grey curtain, revealing a large clawfoot tub with steam rolling up from the water within.
She groaned, causing him to chuckle.
"I thought you might like to clean up. You smell so much like Derad, I'm actually starting to itch."
"Itch? Why?"
He grinned, setting her down on the lounge next to the tub. He stood, tugging his tie off, hands moving over his buttons fast.
She scoots back, covering her breasts in surprise.
"I need to shift. I don't intend to fuck you...not unless you want me too."
He winks, shrugging his shirt off and when his hand drops to his belt, she blushes turning her head away.
He laughs, pulling the belt free and tossing it aside, rolling his shoulders.
"Oh, now you're shy? Don't be. There is nothing about my body I will hide from you. And there's nothing about your body that you should ever hide."
She looked back, unable to tear her eyes from him as he unbuttoned his pants, biting her lip as he shoved them off his hips, kicking them to the side to stand in front of her completely nude.
Oh.
Her thighs clenched as she drank in the sight of his body. Good lord was he a sight. All lean muscle and heavily scarred.
Her eyes dropped and she quickly looked away as his cock was already hard, the tip already weeping. He was seemingly enjoying her attention.
Her stomach twisted strangely.
What the fuck was wrong with her? Here she was three monsters in in this apparent monster fucking auction and blushing like a virgin when faced with the human version of her werewolf lover.
His hand caressed her jaw gently, tilting her face up. He grinned knowingly at her.
"Sweet little morsel. Don't look at me like that or I will end up fucking you."
His transformation was strange to her. Terrifying. His skin tore open, shredded as black fur pushed through. His muscles creaked and swelled, his bones cracked, grew, rearranging themselves as he dropped to all fours.
He groaned low. His voice deepening into a husky rasp.
Then there he was, right in front of her and she scooted forward as he crawled towards her.
"So, not too scary?"
She shook her head.
"Does it hurt?"
He shook his head, his fur shaking at the movement before he nuzzled into her hands, rubbing his head over her thighs. He just lays his head there, his tongue licking at her skin through the side of his mouth.
Her hands still in the air above him and his eye looks up at her before closing, rubbing his nose against her more firmly. That relaxes her some and she lowers her hands, letting them slide through his fur. She lightly scratches his skin, coming to stop right behind his ear and he groans low.
