Epilogue: Freke and Geri, the Soulbounds' Primal Selves
It was a lazy day in the cabin. Snow covered the land outside and a warm fire was in the hearth. Peridur was full of a restless energy as he lay at one end of the couch, opposite Eleanor. They had not bothered to dress that day, but lay naked under a covering of soft curly sheep's skin.
He looked across at his soul mate, who was deeply engrossed in her book. She had been that way for a couple of hours now. A look of mischief crossed his face leaving a grin and twinkle in his eye.
Turning, he dove under the covering and started to work himself up Eleanor's body, being sure to maximise contact between his muscular features and her ample curves. His face emerged next to hers, which was still engrossed in her book. He would have to escalate.
He started with a tickle. She frowned into her book. He tickled more insistently. "What are you doing? I'm reading," she said, clearly exasperated by his attention.
"Play with me," Peridur smiled at her.
She tried to throw him off her with a vigorous wiggle, but the contact between their bodies only served to encourage Peridur further. Dropping the book, Eleanor began to push at him with arms and then legs. Peridur dropped the tickling to maintain his position atop her, but with little success.
With a thud they fell to the floor in a tangle, Eleanor on top. It had become a full fledged wrestling match, Eleanor using her superior position to pin Peridur while he used his strength to try and escape. Amongst her stern looks Peridur glimpsed from time to time a sly smile on her face. Their bodies made contact in many delicious ways, her breasts bouncing against his chest, and Peridur was starting to respond to her sitting over his growing cock.
Making a strong push, Peridur finally escaped her hold. They were both down on all 4's on the sheep skins, staring at each other. Peridur began to circle Eleanor slowly.
Eleanor had really been enjoying her book when Peridur made his advance, but the feel of his body on hers stirred something. Still, she wasn't going to make it easy for him and loved a good wrestling match, which only served to vent her frustration while increasing her arousal. Feeling his hardness between her legs, and her nipples dragging against his chest, her sex responded in kind with her own moisture.
As he circled her, she felt a proper heat in her loins and an aching emptiness that was becoming more urgent as she watched him. There was something distinctly animal in his look now, and the ferralness in his eyes was answered in her own. All thoughts of her book were forgotten as she began to circle him as well, noticing the cock dangling from his belly and the balls hanging behind his legs.
Peridur made a move to mount her, but she wasn't having it and he toppled off. She gave a small growl at him and stayed on the rug, circling.
Peridur rolled over and regained his feet, of which he now had four. He bared his fangs at her and returned the growl. His cock had become a shining red stub poking from his belly. Grey fur grew over this body as she watched.
A heat rose in Geri as she raised her snout to smell her own pungent sex and her mate's muskiness with an acutity she never possessed as an elf. "So this is what being an animal in heat feels like," some part of her brain thought, before it was roughly suppressed. Her genitals were on fire and leaking slightly.