As a werewolf, we live differently from the humans. Although we manage to live with them peacefully, they do not really know of our existence. We tried to hide it from them as much as we can or else there will be chaos once humans know about us. That is why to ensure that our existence are kept a secret, our kind has to find work, go to school and interact normally with the humans, so as not to arouse suspicion.
My father was the Alpha. Time will come wherein I will take over the pack. For the past 10 years it's just me and my dad. My mom was killed from a rogue attacked that took a number of lives from our pack. Since then dad had become strict with security and providing training to make sure that such incident does not happen again. Not only does dad was becoming strict with our pack but he had become overprotective with me. No boys were allowed within 1 meter of my vicinity unless they are already mated. I find it frustrating at times especially since I am almost at the age wherein I become a full grown wolf.
Being a werewolf has its perk. When we mate with another being, we mate for life. Unlike humans wherein they divorce as often as they change their underwear, we carry our vows seriously. A wolf will become full grown at the age of 20. During that age we go into heat. Unmated females are then presented to the pack. One by one the unmated males will approach the female and take their scent. If they find the scent alluring enough, they can choose that female to be their mate. However, if the female has already chosen a mate before going into heat, then she does not need to attend the ceremony.
During "heat" season is where our senses are at its peak. It is the most awaited and celebrated event. It is the season were we give in to our sexual urge. Its carnality at its best.
I was approaching 20 and was looking forward to the heat season. I've heard great stories about it and wanted to experience what it was like. However, I noticed that my dad had been on edge lately. As the month of heat season is approaching the more irate he become.
"Dad? Can we talk?" I asked.
"Sure. What is it about?" Dad asked.
"I have notice that you seem to be angry all the time. Did I do something wrong?" I asked.
"No sweetie. I'm sorry. I guess the upcoming heat season has me on edge." He answered.
"Why? I was actually looking forward to it." I answered. He looked at me strangely and mumbled something.
"That is the problem sweetheart. I am not looking forward to it." He answered.
"Why?" I asked confused.
"Just because." He answered.
"That's no answer dad." I replied. He sighed and approached me. He cupped my cheeks and looked deeply into my eyes.
"I know sweetheart and I don't think you are ready for it." He answered. He hugged me tightly and inhaled my scent as though he was trying to memorize it.
For the next few days I've noticed some changes with my dad. He seemed to find excuses to want to touch me. He hugs me unexpected when I wash dishes or when I cook. He bought me seductive lingerie, which I am not complaining as they are my weakness.
One Saturday night, after dad and I had dinner, he asked me if I would want to watch a movie with him that he rented out and cuddle like how we were when I was little. I smiled at him and agreed. After washing the dishes, I went upstairs to shower and put up my pyjamas. Upon entering the living room, dad was already there setting up the movie. He heard me approach and motioned for me to come closer.
I sat beside dad and cuddle with him. He reached out to get the remote and put the blanket around us. The movie was about a male and female who were attracted to each other but where not sure how to go about it as they are teacher and student. As the story goes on the scenes become heated with lots of sexual activities. I was becoming turned on. I noticed that dad was affected as well and I saw a slight bulge in his pyjamas. To make the story more interesting, the male found out that the person he loves the most and is sexually attracted to, is actually his daughter.
As the story unfolds their sex scenes become hotter. What makes the story arousing is the sex scenes are not your typical vanilla scenes but hard-core. Plus, knowing that they are father and daughter makes it more arousing. I can barely sit still. I can feel my panties getting wet. I want to touch myself so bad but is self-conscious because of dad.
Suddenly, I felt a light feather touch in my legs. I knew it was dad but, surprisingly, I did not mind it. I was so turned on with the movie. I felt his hand going up my legs towards my hips then my stomach. He inserted his hand inside my top and caress the skin inside softly. He moved his hands up until he was cupping my bare breasts. I let out a moan and pushed myself towards his hands. Dad moved his head towards my neck and lick it seductively. I turned my head towards him and saw the desire in his eyes. Seeing his eyes made me understand my father the last few months. He was in love with me.
I smiled at him and give him my consent by making the first move and kiss him. Not the kind of kiss that you would give to a child but the kind of kiss that you would give to your lover. Dad was taken aback before he took over. He moved me towards him so that I can straddle his lap and kiss me senseless. He lick my lips and as I opened my mouth to moan he inserted his tongue inside my mouth. I responded by lightly touching my tongue with his. We both shiver with the contact and dad kissed me fully without any reservations while his hands where roaming around my body.
He tugged my hands up to remove my top and his shirt. As soon as their gone he touched my breasts and rubbed his thumb on my nipples. He moved his mouth towards my neck and suck at the place where my mark would be. He licked downwards until he reached my nipples. He blew unto it making me shiver with desire before consuming the nipples inside his mouth. He sucked on it while his other hand moves towards the apex of my thighs. I was self-conscious because I knew I would be wet down there. Dad then moved on towards my other breast and continued sucking while his other hand started removing my pyjamas.
Before he could do so, dad looked at me and asked "Are you sure about this baby?"
"Yes daddy." I replied.
