Bark at the Moon - Taker of the Passion
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Chapter 4 - Wind Walker
I stood alone atop the mountain over-looking our valley. A light snow had fallen during the night dusting everything white. I watched as my breath smoked from my muzzle. The day was gray, overcast with darker clouds billowing in the distance as a storm drew closer. The air was crisp and cold but my fur kept me warm.
His approach was stealthy and quiet, but I had felt him for some time as he approached, stalking me from afar. I reached out to him with my mind, telling him to come forward and sit with me. Slowly turning my head I could see him approaching. I had already decided to not become close to any who served me, save me the pain of loss upon their death, yet for some odd reason this young one had somehow managed to nudge his way into my life.
Wind Walker was alone with no Alpha to serve. He was one of those who were known as Exoristie; the banished ones, they who belonged to no master, outcasts among our kind. They were the ones whose creators had either left for dead or deserted after they had been created. Most of us would normally seek these Exoristie and kill them but with the war these archaic ways were put aside so our ranks could grow. Wind Walker had fought beside me during our first battle and had proved himself to me as a trusted follower. Since that fight, he had found any reason to be near me, even now sleeping outside my chambers. I could feel in him his desire to be part of my pack, to finally belong, but for him to ask for this was unheard of and would mean his death for doing so. No if he was to become part of my pack it was I who would simply take him and make him mine. I did not look at him as he sat by my side.
"Tell me," my voice soft and quiet, my eyes still scanning the valley, "of how you came to be." I could feel his mind a wash with memories but I didn't invade his thoughts.
"My Lord?" His voice humble, yet excited that I had asked him this question.
"Tell me how you became Exoristie, who bestowed this burden on you?"
"I do not know his name Lord. Yet his face shall remain in my memory forever. I was traveling home from school in Montreal. My car had run out of gas and I was left to walk a great distance. I saw a cabin in the woods and trudged through the snow hoping to find help or at least shelter. I knocked but no one seemed at home. The door was unlocked and a fire burned inside. I went in to wait for who ever lived there and get warm. I must have fallen asleep and when I woke up this great beast was upon me. He growled that I was trespassing and that he was going to kill me." He paused, shaking his head. "Lord Abbadon, I was scared of this creature and didn't want to die. He bit me here," his paws rising to his throat, gripping it with force. "His teeth ripped out my throat and I could not breathe. I could feel him biting and clawing at me. Then he just left me there, on the floor to die." Again he paused, his face looking up at the clouds. "Next thing I knew, I was awake and breathing. The fire had gone out and it was daytime. I found no damage to my body and would have thought it no more than a dream were it not for my shredded clothing which was still wet with blood. I wandered the woods looking for him but he was gone."
Wind Walker continued to tell me of his life and how he was to slowly learn what he had become, and how without a master he was shunned. How everything he knew he learned on his own save one. One who came to him in his dreams and would teach him. It was this being who had given him the name Wind Walker. It was this being, who only came to him in his dreams that guided him to me. Telling him that only at my side would he find the peace he so desired. I asked him to tell me more of this spirit. Sadly he had told me all he knew. This spirit was to remain a mystery to him but was confident this spirit knew me and knew me well. That in the beginning he'd been told one would soon come whom he could trust but that it was not yet time. After a few months he was finally told to seek me out and he did, finally finding me on the night of the gathering. How did he know the moment he saw me that I was the one he sought. He told me how I had looked at him as I moved about and how when our eyes met he felt the spirit who had guided him, leave.
We sat in silence for some time watching the thin columns of grey smoke rising from fires within the fort. Wind Walker soon hesitantly leaned into me, his touch like a small electrical charge between us. I knew he was submitting to me and in his own silent way asking me to take him in to my pack. Soon this minor leaning became more. His head which had been against my shoulder slowly bent forward and began a gentile rubbing on my chest. I huffed a breath against his head to see if he would stop but this only made him press his face tighter to me. I could feel within him the loneliness he suffered each day. The constant mistrust he felt from others. I made no move to comfort him remaining still as he continued his submission to me the Alpha. These submissions, these tactile actions were not a request for physical love from me, but more a sign of his loyalty.
At long last I spoke.
"I know what you seek from me. I have felt it from the first time I saw you. There are many more worthy than you who desire to be in my pack. Why should I take you and not them?" Wind Walker remained pressed to me, his paws now working around me to hold me, his head pressing up under my muzzle, his submission to me complete.
"I have no answer for you Lord. I just somehow know it is right that you do." I leapt up pushing him from me. Wind Walker falling on his back to the ground at my feet. I towered over him, my body much larger. I struck an offensive pose as if I were going to strike him yet not a muscle did he move. Pouncing on him, pinning his arms and legs firmly to the earth I pressed my face to his.
I demand utter and complete loyalty to my pack and me. If I am to take you into the pack you will feel much animosity from the others I spoke of. They will not see you as worthy to belong to my pack. They will seek to challenge you for your place. With these challenges, I cannot help you. You must face them on your own. If you lose only your death will you have to comfort you." I never took my eyes from him as I spoke.
"I understand Lord."
"An Alpha is only as strong as his pack. My pack must be the strongest of all packs. None within my pack may be weak or submissive. My pack must be ready to die to save my life."
"As I have already shown you I am ready to do Lord." I paused looking deeper into his soul.
"My pack must..." My words fell short as I felt his strong paws beginning to rub my sheath, caressing the hardness contained within.
"You pack must be ever willing to please you, as I have wanted to show you for some time." My large wolf cock betraying me began to slide from the warmth of my sheath. Wind Walker's eyes watching it as it did. "I, I... have never lain with anyone Lord. You would be my first and I welcome it completely. I beg you to take me as you want."
"As long as I take you into my pack," my voice growled at him, trying to expose any deceit he hid.
"No Lord Abbadon, I offer myself to you free of any such request. I will not bargain for a place at your side. That is an honor I wish you to make with a clear mind." His hands left my sheath as he now lay completely submitted under me. I lifted up off of him and pressing my paw to his chest. A magical blue light appeared under my hand. Wind Walker winced in discomfort as this light grew brighter then faded. I removed my paw and burned into his chest was my symbol.
As Wind Walker gazed upon this mark I struck, my teeth tearing into his neck his blood flooding into my mouth. With my strong arms lifting him, pulling his back to my chest. I lifted my mouth from his neck a large ugly wound remaining.
"You now bear my mark and my bite. You belong to my pack and only death will separate us." I reached and pulled him up to stand before me my eyes taking in his form. His fur the lightest of browns almost a dark blonde color shimmered in the dim light of the day. His mane wavy and long swayed in the light, cold breeze. His tail, twitched with excitement back and forth. His chest well defined, his face strong showing no fear and his eyes the deepest of blues, could hypnotize any he wished. I stroked my paw over his body, feeling his fur, his body twitching under my touch and I slowly walked around him, my fingers exploring as I went. His firm ass taut, heat rising from it announcing his need to mate, his sheath soft and furry, his hardness slowly emerging from within dark red and moist.
I lowered my head and sniffed his wolf-hood taking in his scent, his musk. I heard him sigh as I did this, his paws to my shoulders for support. I licked my tongue around his thick shaft just above his now forming knot. Slowly I drew my tongue up along his cock, his claws digging into my skin his breath becoming short and labored, his abs contracting with rapid succession.
"Oh mon Dieu," Wind Walker gasped in his native tongue as his cock throbbed and his cum began shooting out covering my face and muzzle. Wind Walker grabbed my head and forced his still spurting cock into my mouth shoving it in as far as he could. I allowed him this moment of pleasure knowing it was his first.
As he began to relax I slowly withdrew his cock looking up into his eyes. I rose up, not breaking my gaze my paws hard to his chest pushing him forcefully down to the ground on his back. I fell to all fours, sniffing him as I slowly traveled up his body. I spent many minutes with my nose pressed under his ball sack sniffing his ripeness. Moving up over his abs and chest I again looked to his eyes as he watched my every move.
"With my mark and bite you belong to the pack." I moved up and licked across his muzzle. "With my seed, you shall belong to me." I watched as Wind Walker looked between us his eyes taking in the large cock that was mine. I heard his swallow hard his eyes flooding with questions.
I lifted his hips and held his legs wide as I positioned my wolf cock at his tightly puckered hole. I was merciless in my insertion. I fully shoved my cock deep into his tightness as he cried out in pain. Wind Walker struggled under me for escape but my weight held him firm. I withdrew and shoved fully back into him as he renewed his cry. With a strong push I forced my knot into him, his cry became a howl, his paws grabbing at my mane pulling himself up to sit upon my cock. His face to mine his breath hot:
"FUCK ME MY ALPHA!" His voice was sexual and loud. I huffed at him and rose up on my legs, my paws holding his ass as I lifted and lowered him onto my cock. I moved us to a tree and shoved his back hard against it, nearly knocking the wind from him as I did. Holding him up by his shoulders, I began thrusting my cock and knot back and forth, his ass closed so tightly I could not have pulled out if our life depended on it.
I fucked him as only an Alpha can fuck. His head flailed back and forth, long strings of drool dripped from his mouth his eyes glazed over. I fucked him until I could not hold back any longer blasting my seed deep within him. Unlike I had done to my beta, I carefully lay Wind Walker to the ground as my orgasm subsided. I held him as my cock slowly became soft, my knot shrinking and finally getting pushed from his ass.
Night was just falling as I carried him through the gates. We were watched by all present as I strutted up to the main building where Brec and the rest of my pack stood waiting.
"He is known as Wind Walker," I stated, placing him in the arms of Christopher and Jamie. "He is one of us now and will be respected as such." I received nods from all as they carried him inside. I stood watching them as they disappeared upstairs, Breccan's arms snaking around me his lips kissing my back.
"Do you have strength enough for me," Breccan's cold fingers gliding over my sheath, his finger wriggling inside, touching my cock. "Or has your new toy taken it all?" I closed my paw over his hand on my sheath.
"I will always have strength for you," now turning to look at him. "Before that, we have a journey to make. I must go make contact with our forces back home." Breccan smiled his evil grin:
"Road trip!" He grabbed me tight as we shot up into the night sky like a bullet.
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