Total pages in book: 131
Estimated words: 121871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
I can hear her heart beating rapidly, but I don’t smell fear. She must recognize my eyes because they glow the brightest silver when I’m fully shifted. When I get to about a foot away from her, I bow my head low, showing her I won’t hurt her. I need for my mate to trust me and let her body realize what I am to her.
After a moment of hesitation, I feel her fingers in the thick gray fur on the back of my neck.
“Dominic?” she whispers, and my wolf lets off a soft growl of pleasure, leaning in to her touch.
Her other hand joins the first and she rubs my neck, feeling my body. I press my face against her, feeling her warmth embrace me. The mating heat is taking over, and I smell the beginning of her desire.
“Dominic, what’s happening?” She doesn’t sound afraid, just overwhelmed. “What’s going on with me?”
I step away from her touch, and she follows me. We are in the middle of the cabin living room, but someone must have moved the furniture out as a precaution. There are big thick blankets laid out on the floor and a fire going in the fireplace. The only light is the orange glow coming from the hot embers, making the room feel like a cave.
Once we are near the fire, I hold my wolf and begin to shift. The only reason he’s letting me do this is because we want to mate her, and I have to be in human form to do it. I’ll still have him in the front of my mind, and a lot of me still won’t completely shift. As I feel the change start, I watch as Ruby pulls the hood back from her head to see what’s happening.
I still don’t smell fear on her, just a growing desire as I change. I can feel my canines are long and pointed, and my nails are still sharp. My eyes are glowing, and my thick, gray, wolf hair still covers my body. When I’m as transformed as I’m going to be, Ruby looks me up and down. Her gaze pauses on my cock, and she puts her hands over her mouth when she sees it.
I look down and see that it’s bigger than usual. I’m bigger to begin with—having a ten-inch cock outside of mating heat—but now that the mating moon is up, it’s much larger.
“Your body will take me when I mark you.” My words come from deep in my chest, my wolf still close to the surface.
She doesn’t say anything, just nods and moves her hands from her mouth to the ribbon of her cape, untying it.
I growl with need as the cape drops to the floor, and I see her slipping off her shoes. She reaches down to the hem of her knit dress, pulling it up and over her head. She stands there in only panties, and it’s all I can do to stay in my skin. Her breasts are full and heavy with need. When I breed her, they’ll be dripping milk every time the moon is full. The thought has my mouth watering. Her thick curves look so soft and will cushion my thrusts when my wolf and I are inside her. I want to push her down and mount her, but if I touch her, I will lose the hold I have on my wolf. The mating heat is pulling us together, and I’m desperately trying to control it.
“Can you feel that?” Ruby’s words are breathy, and there’s a slight moan to them. She’s being taken over by the mating moon, and her desires are growing. “I feel like I’m going to…to…God, I don’t know. Please.”
She slips off her panties, standing naked in front of me, and I start shaking. As she’s human, I never imagined her body would need my body like mine needs hers, but it seems nature has taken over. I close my eyes tightly for just a second, burning the image of my goddess mate into my memory.
With all the control I have, I go to the ground and lie on my back, arms and legs stretched out. My cock juts straight up, and it’s nearly purple with need as I offer myself to her, letting her know we will be submissive to her if she wants, to show her we’ll never hurt her, to show her she owns us.
My wolf whines in pain, but I try to keep him calm. Ruby is human, and our first mating can’t be like the mating of normal wolves. Usually, the male mounts the female, sinking his teeth into her neck from behind. My mate is more delicate, and she will need to be in control the first time.
Ruby must sense what her body is telling her. She walks over to me and stands beside my body, which is laid out just for her. I can smell her desire and see it glistening down her thighs in the firelight—evidence that the mating moon wants our bodies to bond.