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  TAKEN BY THE WOLF

  AN EERIE TRYST

  by Neneh Gordon

  Copyright 2012 Neneh Gordon

  French Letters Press

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  Taken By The Wolf

  I woke up in the dark with a splitting headache. For a moment, I thought I was at home, but when I opened my eyes and got used to the gloom, I didn’t recognise anything. I lay there for a few seconds, my heart pounding in my chest as I tried to remember what had happened.

  The bar. I’d been drinking in some bar on the high-street. Someone must have slipped something in my drink. The sound of my pulse was suddenly deafening. Hysteria threatened and I tried to think my way through it. I jumped out of bed and looked down at myself. I was still wearing the blue lycra mini-dress I’d gone out in. Had someone… Had someone raped me? My underwear was still intact. I didn’t feel like I’d had sex. But how could I know for sure?

  My high heels had been placed next to the folding camp-bed I’d been lying on. I thought about putting them on, but they wouldn’t be much use if I had to run. Where was I? Light trickled into the room through a single window – I was finding it easier to see by the minute. The place was some sort of shack – wooden walls, cold and draughty. There was only one door. It looked like it led outside. A one room hut. But where?

  Then I saw the others. Two other girls asleep on folding beds, just like I had been.

  I rushed over to the closest one – a blonde – and shook her shoulder. “Wake up.”

  Her eyes flickered and she stretched, but then she rolled over and stayed asleep. I tried the brunette. Her eyes opened and she sat up. “What… Who are you?”

  Thank god. I wasn’t alone any more. “Do you know where we are?”

  She looked around us, wide-eyed. “No.” Throwing back the covers, she got out of bed. She was dressed much the same as me, in a low cut top and short skirt.

  “Were you in a bar?”

  She circled her bed and saw the blonde. When she nudged her through her blanket, she groaned and finally woke up.

  “Were you in a bar?” I asked again.

  “Yeah. Promises.”

  “Shit. That’s where I was.”

  “Wake up,” she said to the blonde. “I think we’ve been kidnapped. Are you okay?”

  “I, I think so.” She sat up and rubbed at her face. Another mini dress. Black this time.

  “What’s the last thing you remember?” The brunette chewed at her thumbnail.

  “I was in The Hush with my friends—”

  “We were across the road.”

  “What’s your name?” I asked.

  “Brenda,” the blonde said.

  I told them my name was Sandy. The brunette was called Mel. We told our stories, exchanging the little we knew about what had happened. It definitely sounded like we’d been drugged. But by who? “So where are we?” I went to the window and looked out. The moon was high and full, casting enough light for me to make out trees and nothing more. The others came to stand beside me and we all stared out at the unfamiliar landscape. I could tell they were thinking the same as me – was our kidnapper out there, watching us?

  “I’m getting out of here.” Mel wrapped a blanket around her shoulders and went to the door. We followed suit, although I was terrified something awful was going to happen if we managed to get outside. She tried the handle and we all held our breath.

  The door opened with a creak that tailed off into silence. Cold air rushed inside to greet us. It was silent out there. We stood on the threshold, unsure of what to do. Then Mel stepped through the door. We stepped out after her. A rustle in the bushes over to the left made us all turn our heads.

  Brenda grabbed hold of my arm. “What was that?”

  I looked out into the dark. Nothing was moving. “I don’t know,” I whispered.

  We edged out towards the path, clutching at each other. When no one jumped out at us, we walked a little faster. None of us was wearing shoes, so we couldn’t go as fast as we wanted to. The path stretched off into the distance, promising us a way out of this nightmare. No one mentioned the rustling that kept pace with us, off somewhere in the trees.

  “No!” Mel came to a stop. Up ahead, the path forked off the left and the right. We all stopped walking. The rustling started up again and a tendril of fear unfurled in the pit of my stomach. We were lost out here. And someone was following us. I didn’t dare put it into words, but it wasn’t hard to imagine how this was going to end.

  “Let’s go right,” Brenda said. “We need to keep going.”

  She was trying to be brave so she wouldn’t fall apart. I’d started off like that back in the shack. I didn’t have the strength any more. What was the point? Someone had drugged us and brought us out here. Now they were watching us, waiting to make their move.

  “Come on.” She tugged on my arm.

  I was still thinking morbid thoughts when a creature burst out of the undergrowth. We all jumped and backed away from the treeline. The animal was huge and shaggy. An enormous wolf, almost the size of a deer. As we watched, it reared up onto its hind legs and altered its shape. It grew taller, more like a man. Then it threw back its head and howled. It should have scared me, but it made me excited. The noise went right through me, resonating with something deep in my genetic memory. The howl spoke of freedom and running faster than the wind. It promised me the chance to be whoever I wanted.

  The wolf-man turned his yellow eyes on me and I saw recognition there. He knew me. Brenda and Mel kept on backing away. Mel fell over and scrabbled back to her feet. He paid no attention to them. His eyes didn’t leave mine. His pointed ears shrank back. His muzzle melted into the shape of a human face.

  “Go back.” His voice was harsh. Fighting its way out through a mouthful of jagged teeth. He pointed to the shack at the far end of the path. The other women sidled around me and stood together, shaking and clinging to each other.

  “Now,” he barely raised his voice, but they ran for the safety of the wooden hut. More howls rang out in the distance. I looked at the women running away. I looked at the creature standing in front of me. Whatever this was, I wasn’t going to run from it. Mel and Brenda wouldn’t be any safer if I went with them. I faced the wolf and stood my ground.

  “You’re not afraid?”

  I walked towards him, my pulse getting faster with every step I took. He loomed over me, standing seven feet tall. Or maybe even more. His eyes blazed through the darkness, glowing golden around almond-shaped pupils. I was swamped by him. Even his musky smell seemed designed to rob me of my senses. Gazing up at him, I saw past the hair and the gleaming fangs to something manly.

  “I’m not afraid.” I was fascinated. There I was, face to face with a monstrous wolf, but my imagination wasn’t throwing up images of him eating me. I was thinking about how it would feel to be wrapped in his strong, furry arms. “You know me, don’t you?” I had no idea how that could even be possible, but I felt the truth of it.

  “No.”

  “Liar.” Before I had time to think, he lifted me up and threw me over his shoulder. His muscles bunched beneath me and he took off into the wood. I held on to his back, plunging my fingers into the thick dark hair. The earthy smell of him was strong that close to him. He was so soft. I laid my cheek against his pelt and closed my eyes, lulled by the motion of his strides. I didn’t care where he was taking me. As long as he was there, I’d be safe.

  I heard the howls again. Closer this time. My wolf lifted his voice in response and it echoed through my body. If only I could make such a pure and primal sound. I envied the way that he walked through the world, taking what he wanted. I’d imagined myself content in my job at the bank and my weekends out with friends. He’d shown me I was lying to myself.

  He slowed down and I looked around us. Bending forward, he dropped me to the ground and I sat on a carpet of leaf-litter. We were in a tiny clearing, deep in amongst the trees. Light from the moon filtered down through the branches, dappling the dark fur that covered him from head to toe. He reached down and offered me his hand. It was gigantic. I could barely get my hand around his first two fingers. His nails were long, but not quite claws. He pulled me to my feet and I found myself looking into those eyes again.

  “You should be afraid of me.”

  The thickness of his fur had stopped me from noticing before, but I saw that he was naked. His cock was hairless and as massive as the rest of him. It stood firm at his crotch. “Why should I be afraid?” I went to him and laid my hand on his broad chest. He was breathing hard, his muscles moving under my hand.

  “I’m a beast.”

  But there was no malice in him. Not for me. “Do you want to hurt me?” I moved my hand lower, sliding it over the fur of his belly.

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bsp; “I may not be able to stop myself.”

  That gave me pause for a couple of seconds. He was a big, strong wolf with wickedly sharp teeth and nails that could carve out your eye. He could have been the one that took me to the shack. He could kill me out here. There was no one to stop him.

  I reached down and took his big hard cock in my hand. It was warm and weighty. His eyes widened and he pulled me down with him to the ground. Growls echoed in the back of his throat as he kissed me. I’d never known anything like it. His fangs pressed against my lips as he slid his tongue inside my mouth. He tasted wild and addictive. As I tightened my grip on his cock, he snarled into my mouth.

  He broke off the kiss and pulled me closer to his chest. I barely felt the chill of the night with his arms around me. I was safe with him. His wolf-nature was still there, beneath the surface, but he was keeping his more violent urges in check. I tightened my hand around his cock as we lay there curled together and it twitched in my hand. He was so big. The thought of fitting him in my pussy frightened me only slightly less than it turned me on. I traced my fingers around the head of his cock. I could feel the raw power within him. He was holding it back. Trying not to frighten me.

  “I want you,” I told him. “You won’t hurt me. I want you to fuck me.” My pussy tingled and flooded with juice, echoing the words I’d spoken.

  I wriggled out of his embrace and kneeled up beside him. He lay on his back, watching me with those beautiful golden eyes as I took off my dress and let it fall to the ground. Reaching behind me, I took off my bra. He sat up and held my breasts in his colossal palms. Then he ran the furry backs of hands over my chest. My nipples stood up stiffly. It tickled. Tremors ran across the skin of my nipples and down my belly to wake a fire between my legs. My clit felt hugely swollen. This was more desire than I’d ever experienced in my life.

  I slid my panties off and he brushed his hairy knuckles between my legs, taking my breath away. In one smooth movement, he leapt into a crouch and threw me to the floor. Growls and snarls poured from his throat as he bent over me to lick my naked body. I gasped as he lapped at my breasts. Then he stopped and took my nipple between his vicious teeth. Adrenaline and yearning coursed through my veins. The undercurrent of fear only increased the ache in my pussy. One slip of those teeth and my nipple would be gone. Had I lost my mind? He wasn’t human. Not fully. What would it be like to take this fierce beast inside me?

  He looked up at me, opening his mouth wide to take in more of my breast. If he forgot himself, he could take a disfiguring bite out of me. But I knew he wouldn’t. The lust in his eyes was for sex, not blood. My eyes must have shared the same intensity. “Fuck me,” I told him.

  A gruff rumbling in his throat was his only response. He climbed on top of me and I welcomed the touch of his soft fur. He lowered his face for a kiss. His fangs made it awkward. Another reminder of how dangerous this all was. I didn’t care. I wanted to feel this strange creature thrusting inside me. I burned for him to fuck me.

  When I felt his enormous dick nudge at the opening of my pussy, I got wetter and wetter. He took his time, making sure that his big wolf-cock didn’t hurt me. I took him all the way in until I felt him bump me deep inside and he grunted. I don’t think he could fit his full length in me, but he seemed satisfied. Slowly, he pulled out of me. He fit me so tightly that the movement stimulated all the walls of my pussy at the same time. Picking up speed, he worked backwards and forwards, his hair brushing against my clit as he filled me up. His grunts turned to growls, rumbling inside him and vibrating through me.

  It felt so good to have him inside me. It didn’t take long for tension to build in my pussy. It would have been good for him too – having my pussy tighten around his giant cock as he pushed himself deep inside me. I lifted my hips to meet him as he pounded into me. My cries rose to join his growling. As my orgasm came closer, I held on to his waist and spurred him on. I wanted more of him.

  He came. Going rigid as he strained above me. He raised his face to the sky and howled with everything he had. The sound reverberated through me and brought on my own climax. I screamed, wishing I was wolf enough to howl with him. Each convulsion of my pussy sent out a wave of pleasure that threatened to drown me. When he fell silent, he looked down at me and smiled. The moonlight glinted off his razor-sharp teeth and I had a pang of fear. Lifting me under the arms, he rolled us over on the ground without leaving my pussy. I collapsed against his chest, exhausted. His heartbeat was loud in my ear. Steady and soothing.

  As I rested on top of him, he stroked my back. Little by little, his cock grew soft inside me. I was close to falling asleep, when a howl went up in the distance. He stirred and eased me to the ground so he could sit up. A second howl cut through the night air.

  “They want the other girls, don’t they?” And I’d been so wrapped up in my wolf, I hadn’t spared them a thought.

  “Come.” He stood up and lifted me onto his shoulder again. We rushed through the trees, back towards the shack. He put me down just outside the door and reached for the handle. I put a hand on his chest and got between him and the door for a kiss. He obliged me and opened the door to the shack.

  Mel and Brenda were cowering behind a bed when we went in. They flinched away from my wolf and he stepped back into the doorway.

  “Are you okay?” I went to them, but they wouldn’t tear their eyes from my lover. I looked at him and he went outside, pulling the door closed behind him.

  “We thought it had killed you.” Mel started to cry. Fear had knocked the bravado out of her.

  “He’s okay.”

  “What about the others?” Brenda asked. “We heard them out there. They’re getting closer.”

  “I don’t know. Let me ask.” They stayed on the far side of the bed as I went back outside.

  He was looking out into the night when I joined him. I couldn’t guess at the thoughts behind his golden eyes.

  “They’ll come here.”

  “And they’re not like you?”

  He shook his head.

  “What do we do?”

  “Stay here and look after them. I’ll get rid of the wolves.”

  My chest tightened. “But there are two of them.” I got in front of him. He’d only just come into my life. I wouldn’t let him go and get himself killed.

  He stepped up to me, drawing his lips back from his teeth and growling.

  “Please. Don’t.”

  His eyes hardened against me. “Go inside. It will be safe when the sun rises.”

  “No. I won’t let you go.”

  His eyes narrowed as he studied me. Would he see something in me to make him stop?

  “You have no choice.” He lifted me with one arm, opened the door and dropped me onto a bed. Then he swept out of the shack. By the time I got to the door, he was gone.

  “What happened?” asked Mel, when she saw he’d left.

  “He’s gone to get rid of them.” At least, I hoped that was what would happen.

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