"Dani, are you sure you want to be a panther? If we can wait until after the full moon you can be a wolf, like me." Troy stood staring into her hazel eyes and stroking her soft skin. He'd been expecting his mate to be a wolf. He wasn't so sure about the whole panther thing. Hadn't Guillame said there were only supposed to be two panthers?
"Rebecca and I both dreamed we were panthers. It's meant to be Troy. In the last few weeks I've learned to trust in my dreams and those of my cousins. I can't explain it in words, but I know its the right thing. Its what's meant to be." She smiled at the man she knew she'd spend the rest of her life with. She hoped he'd get used to the idea of a panther as a mate.
"What will our cubs be? Wolves or panthers?" Troy had to admit, that was probably his biggest concern. But did it really matter as long as they were together? She was the descendant of a wolf/panther mating. So it couldn't have been a bad thing, right?
"I don't know. I guess we'll find out when we have them." She hesitated for a moment and then finished her thought. "Or when I dream about them." She flashed a happy smile that quickly turned wicked. "I think we should get started on making those cubs, don't you? Hmm?" She rubbed her body on his as she dropped to the ground in front of him. She found his belt buckle in the dark and deftly removed it. "Can't wait until I can see in the dark as well as you can. I feel like a clumsy oaf fiddling around in the blackness."
"You're doing just fine with your fiddling. Don't stop." Troy helped her out of her blouse and pants and dragged his tongue from her neck down her chest and belly, pushed her down onto her back and found his way to her swollen pussy. The overwhelming scent of vanilla and strawberries took control of him, and his wolf broke free to take their mate.
Danielle felt the difference from the dry human tongue that tickled across her skin and the larger, wet tongue of his wolf. She moaned as she felt the long tongue dip into her and begin lapping her juices. "Oh my God, Troy, yes, yes." She was soaring closer and closer to her release and begged him to make her cum, but she quickly realized he wasn't going to oblige. His tongue roamed her thighs and even between her cheeks, but he refused to go near her pussy or clit again. She was practically panting as she begged him to finish. "Troy, why did you stop, please, please, I was so close."
She felt his nose pushing her to roll over. She realized what he wanted and turned over onto her hands and knees, not caring about the hard ground underneath her. She held her breath and waited in the dark. She couldn't see him but she knew he was there. She whispered into the quiet darkness. "Please Troy, don't keep me waiting like this." She knew it was cold on this rainy winter night, but she felt hot, everywhere. Was it sweat rolling down her back? She gasped when she felt his tongue clean it from her skin.
Danielle could swear her pussy was dripping as she waited for her wolf to claim her. Was he torturing her on purpose? Did he mean to make her suffer? "Troy. Oh!" She was suddenly startled by his wet nose touching hers and his tongue swiping across her cheekbone. "OK, I'll stop begging." She began to giggle and couldn't stop herself until she felt him move behind her and his soft fur covered her back. She was nervous, but not fearful. She kept telling herself that only the unknown is worth being afraid of. She'd seen many of the pack mating during her time at the compound. She knew what to expect.
His cock slid into her ready body, and she moaned loudly as he bottomed out. She felt his paws hook in front of her hips to hold her in place and he thrust into her, harder and deeper with each pass. She made unintelligible sounds as he slid in and out, allowing her to stretch to fit him perfectly. She heard his growls and it made her even more ready to be his mate. Danielle wanted to hear those growls for the rest of her life. Growls used to mean being bitten by a dog, now it meant being loved by a wolf. Her mind was brought back to the here and now when he pushed his knot into her tight body and seated it as he readied himself to truly mate.
She jumped a little when she felt the knot stretching her, but once it was seated it was actually a pleasurable feeling. In fact, it pushed her even closer to the edge. She felt like she was walking a tight rope and any second she'd be pushed off, and she couldn't wait for the leap. She was waiting for it, for whatever it was that would send her over the edge. She could feel him breathing in her ear and quickly flipped her hair to one side, baring her neck to him, to her mate.
Troy had one thought on his mind. He had to bite her, now. No worries about wolf or panther. She would be his regardless of what species she was. And any cubs she had would be his, that was all that mattered. It was time. He opened his mouth and took a full hold of her neck before biting down, just where the pulse beat.
She screamed as her orgasm hit her with full force, her body bucked and spasmed over and over as he continued to thrust into her. She heard him howl and then felt his hot cum spurting inside her, jet after jet, hitting the still pulsating walls inside her.
Rebecca was having fun shifting from panther to human and back again over and over. She wanted to learn everything her other half could do. And now that she'd been the panther, she understood her thoughts a little better. She relied solely on instinct, but she would have to learn to incorporate the human half. She looked up at Trey who was smiling back at her. She tried to smile back but it came out looking more like a snarl.
"If I didn't hear your thoughts I'd think you were mad at me." Trey was chuckling to himself. It must be strange to be changed into a Were. He had to admit he'd never thought about it since it's what he always was. It was just a part of him, but for Rebecca and the other women, it was a brand new, and probably frightening, experience. "If I were you I wouldn't attempt smiling at anyone while in your panther form unless you want to start a fight. But it was very sexy." He winked at her as he tended the fire.
She made one final shift back to human and dropped to her knees next to Trey. She looked into his handsome face and grinned from ear to ear. "I can't believe how different I feel. I feel years younger. I've got so much energy, and just looking at you makes me so hot I want to jump your bones." She was talking a mile a minute. She just couldn't help herself.
Trey laughed and stroked her face. "That's because you're in heat. I just hope you still feel that way when your cycle ends." He laughed again and leaned forward to capture her mouth with his. His hand tangled in her hair and held her close as they tasted each other. A whine from behind them got their attention and they ended the kiss abruptly and turned to look at the brown wolf laying nearby.
