I came awake suddenly, like I usually do, alert and energized. Kyle was pressed up against my back, his cock still embedded inside me. I squeezed his dick tentatively. I wasn't sure what to expect but it wasn't as bad as I'd thought. He wasn't even fully hard, and it felt normal sized; still an assfull. My hole was pleasantly tender, surprising for the abuse it had taken in the night.
I squeezed again and Kyle groaned sleepily, pulling me closer to his body. He was so warm. His hand rubbed over my chest and down my belly. He gripped my hardening dick and growled softly behind me.
"Morning, baby." He nuzzled into the nape of my hair, stroking me into full hardness, and kissed up to my ear. "You feeling okay?" He whispered against the shell of my ear and then ran his tongue into it.
"I feel great. That was amazing last night." I pulled his hand from my dick and brought it up to kiss his fingers. "I did it. We're really mates, now." I held his hand against my heart, our fingers entwining, as I turned my face to him. Our lips met, awkward at first, and I kissed hard.
"I want to see you, Kyle." He started to pull out of me but I stopped him with a hand on his hip. "Don't. Keep it in. You dumped a bucket of come in me. I don't want it to come out yet."
He gently pulled my leg up, thrusting lightly, and pivoted up onto his knees. He rolled me onto my back, keeping our connection, and brought my other leg up to wrap around him. I groaned and whimpered as his cock moved inside me, gasping at the sensation of being turned on the axis of his cock. I locked my ankles together at the base of his spine and started purring as he lay atop me.
"Fuck, Kyle, I need you." He pressed our chests together and cradled my shoulders in his callused hands. He pressed a quick kiss to my lips.
"You've got me, Tony. Let me make love to you." He peppered my face with kisses. "You feel so good inside. So hot and tight. So right." He was rolling his hips, corkscrewing them slightly. He was setting me afire. "I love you, Tony, so much." He stared into my eyes and I gazed back, finding my emotions reflected back at me.
"Kyle." His slow loving was driving me crazy and I started thrusting my ass at him. "Kyle, fuck I love you."
"Easy, lover." He ran one of his hands down my side, settling me. "Nice and easy. I don't want this to ever end." I relaxed beneath him, taking deep breaths. Our eyes still held each other. I realized all I had to do was accept what Kyle was giving me. I accepted and felt myself melt, my body easing. I felt more connected in that moment than I ever had before.
Kyle kept his movements slow. I reached a plateau and his shifting cock kept me there. The pleasure built slowly, making my body flush, hot. Our connection grew until I felt like I was inside Kyle, a part of him. My ass felt so sensitive and open. The ridges of his stomach moved and undulated against my cock, his hair like silk on my sensitive shaft. I was almost afraid of the intensity of the connection we were sharing, wanting to avert my eyes. Kyle brought his lips to mine; he'd sensed something, giving me a sweet kiss that brought me back to the moment.
We must have lain there, moving softly against each other, for an hour. We reached our peak at the same time, crying out into each others' mouths. We kissed gently in the afterglow, nibbling and licking, until Kyle pulled away to look at me.
"Fuck, Tony. That was... I don't know. Beyond anything..."
"Shh, love. I know." I smiled up at him and he returned it before swooping down to give me a brief, hard kiss.
"Come on, baby. I'll make you some breakfast. You ready?"
"I guess, if we have to." I squeezed hard on his softening dick as he pulled out and he groaned as the head slipped free. I'd expected a torrent of his come but there wasn't any. Kyle got up onto his knees, watching me. I reached down to feel at my hole. It was moist and sticky, swollen to be sure, and tender.
"You came like a hose had been turned on. I expected... I guess I expected a deluge of come to pour out." His eyes were glued to my ass.
"You must have absorbed it, I guess. How's your ass feel? Put a finger in there." It shouldn't have been possible but his dick twitched and lengthened.
"Like I've been royally fucked. And I feel a little sore and sticky. Gross. Shower?" I was completely fucked out, for the first time in my life. I pulled my hand away and let my legs drop.
"Sure. Let me just put the coffee on and I'll meet you in there." I admired his tall muscular form as he crawled out of bed, staring at his incredible ass as he walked out of the room.
I got up, shaking my limbs to get the circulation running, and went to the bathroom. I started the water to get it warm then stepped in. A minute later Kyle stepped in behind me, pulling my body back against his. He kissed my neck and ran his hands over my chest. He picked up the shampoo and washed my hair. I melted back against him, enjoying the sensual massage, until he guided my head under the flow of water.
He pulled me back, out of the water and took the soap. Firmly he massaged and washed the skin of my chest and stomach. He cupped my cock and balls, lathering gently. He moved around to my ass, taking care to clean me thoroughly. I'd started purring at some point. He moved up my back. He rubbed lightly around the bite he'd given me the night before. He smoothed his fingers over it and I hissed at the contact, the soap stung.
"So sorry I hurt you." His voice growled out. I smiled back at him.
"It's not so bad. Barely hurts. It's kind of nice, wearing your mark." He growled for real and pulled me back against him. I felt his cock stirring against my ass.
I turned and kissed him, dragging him into the water. I got behind him and washed his hair. I repeated the cleansing he'd given me. I ran soapy hands all over him, reveling in his body. I kneaded his firm muscles, moving down to his feet and ignoring his hard cock. I moved up his back side, lingering at his ass. I massaged his tight opening until he groaned, then I moved on to his back. When I was done I pushed him into the water and turned him around, dropping to my knees.
I soaped his huge dick. The water ran over him, making his dark hair lie down, accentuating his muscles. I pressed his cock up against his stomach and let the water rinse the suds away. I kept my eyes on his as I brought the head to my lips and kissed it. I used my other hand to roll and fondle his big balls. I worked my way down his shaft, my lips stretched tight around it. The head hit the back of my mouth and I forced it into my throat.
Kyle moaned, bringing one hand to cup the back of my head. He put his other hand on the wall to steady himself. I let myself get accustomed to the hard length and girth of him then I brought my hands to his ass. I pushed and pulled his hips, encouraging him to fuck my mouth. He took the hint and I moaned as he started thrusting into me. I forced a soapy finger into his ass, pushing and pulling it to match his rhythm. Soon I added another finger and searched for his prostate. I found it and massaged it steadily.
It took only minutes and Kyle was groaning, cursing under his breath as he came in my throat. I pulled off some to catch the last of his come on my tongue, to savor the flavor. He pulled me up and kissed me deeply. He mumbled a "thanks" against my lips and I smirked against his. It was a new sensation for me, giving him pleasure with no need to get off myself.
"Finally got to go down on you again, like I've been wanting."
"Baby, anytime. That was, without a doubt, the best head I've ever gotten in my life."
"Mmm. You taste good." I chuckled into his open mouth as he licked around my lips.
The water started to get cold and we both groaned. We pulled apart and Kyle turned to shut off the water. We stepped out and dried each other then went back to the bedroom to find clothes for the day ahead. Kyle borrowed some of my clothes again.
"Fuck, Kyle, you look so hot in my clothes." I went and ran a hand over his chest, encased in one of my plain white t-shirts. The fit was tight. We had similar builds but Kyle had about twenty pounds of muscle over me, and a couple of inches in height. I snaked a couple of fingers behind the button of the cargo shorts he had on and pulled him to me.
"I feel hot in your clothes, like I'm yours." His words made my belly warm and I pressed my lips to his. I growled deep in my throat as a possessive rush came over me and I moved to his neck. He arched his body into me, head tilting up, to give me access. I clamped onto the soft skin at the base of his neck and sucked and nibbled on it. I raised a bruise, marking him. I pulled back to admire my work. Kyle watched me and smiled.
"I know how you feel, baby. I want the whole world to see that you belong to me, and I belong to you. You have any tank tops you can wear?" I shucked my t-shirt over my head and went to the drawer. I pulled out an old wife-beater. I hadn't worn it in awhile, it was kind of ratty, and pulled it on. The thin straps over my shoulders left my bite mark uncovered. I turned to show Kyle.
"You like that?" Kyle growled and pulled me to him. He licked gently over the teeth marks, nuzzling into my neck and hair. He stilled suddenly, he inhaled deeply and his grip on my shoulders tightened.
"What's wrong, Kyle?" He pushed me back to arms-length and stared at me, his eyes searching my face.
"You smell different. I think, Tony... is it just my imagination?" He let his hands fall to his sides. "You smell so good, I want to fucking nail you to the wall."
I raised one of my arms to sniff at my armpit. My scent came through strongest there. I realized instantly that it was different. It was still me, strong and musky, but now there was an underlying whiff of that desert-night smell. The combined scents created something new, it was intoxicating.
A predatory gleam came into Kyle's eye and he stepped closer to me, his hands moving to my hips. Luckily my stomach chose that moment to growl loudly.
"Rain check, Kyle. I have to eat something first, then fucking."
"Ah, baby, I'm sorry. I can't believe how fucking sexy you are, I can't even keep my head straight. Let me make you something."
He pulled me by the hand into the kitchen and pushed me into one of the chairs. He fixed me a cup of coffee, and I loved him even more that he already knew exactly how I liked my coffee. He pulled all kinds of vegetables and eggs from the fridge. He made quick work of slicing everything together and proceeded to make omelets. It smelled really good, but I was distracted by a sudden thought.
"Kyle? Do you smell different?" He stopped to look over at me.
"No, Tony, I smell the same. Listen, we don't know how all of this works, right? Maybe I'll pick it up later, or it will be more gradual with me. Maybe it'll happen after you fuck me. I don't think we should worry about it." He turned back to the stove.
"It's all good. You're right, we'll just see what happens." He dropped a huge omelet in front of me and went back to make his own. "This smells good. I love a man that can cook." He smiled over his shoulder at me. "I love you, Kyle."
I tried to wait for him but I was starving so I dug in. I was only halfway in when Kyle joined me and we both devoured our meals. I was groaning and humming, it tasted so good. I finished and leaned back to pat my belly.
"That was so good." I smiled at Kyle and watched him eat, he was almost done. I sipped at my coffee and he paused, fork in midair.
"Want another bite?" He moved the fork my way and I leaned forward to take it.
"Wow, I'm full. That was the best breakfast I've had in forever. Where'd you learn to cook?"
"When we were younger and it was just me, John and Brady I had to learn. Trust me, Tony, those guys are more likely to burn down a house than put anything decent on the table. I had to learn pretty quick. Luckily, my mom is a great cook and taught me a lot of the basics."
"Well, I'll have to thank her when we meet." I picked up the dishes and took them to the sink.
"Yeah, about that. We haven't really talked about our families. I'm not out to my parents... yet. I just thought I would never find my mate. You know? Like, fate or something had decided against it. They live in Albuquerque and they only come to visit every couple of years. I can't go back there so... well, I didn't want to hurt them."
"Oh-kay. I don't know what to say, Kyle. Do you want me to meet them?"
"Of course." He stood and walked over to me where I was washing the dishes. "You're my mate. Anyone who gets close enough to smell you will know it. They'll just have to accept it." He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my temple.
"What about you? How do you think you're parents will react? Do they know you're gay?"
"They know that I prefer men. We talked about it a lot before I left home. We're really close, it's a weretiger thing, and I couldn't keep something like that a secret. We just assumed that someday I'd find a female weretiger who was my mate and settle down." He squeezed me tighter and I leaned back against him. I started rinsing the dishes I'd scrubbed.
"We all figured that the mating bond would overrule my sexual preference. My dad said that two males can't be mates, that I'd have to resign myself to that. I didn't know it was possible. Let alone a tiger and a wolf. Have you ever heard of that?"
"Tony, baby, we'll work this out. We don't have to figure everything out right now." He brought his hands up to massage the tension in my back and shoulders. "Just relax. The pack will be here soon. They're your pack too now. You know that, right? I know it's new and different, but I want you to get to know them. And them, you. I love them like family, it's a wolf thing. I can't wait to see their faces when they get a whiff of you." He chuckled into my ear.
"Brady'll say something stupid and I'll have to kick his ass. John will hug both of us. He's worried about me all the time. They both will be really happy for us. And they'll be happy to see me settled down."
"So you're a player?" I finished stacking the few dishes in the drying rack and turned to look at him. He looked surprised.
"No, I'm not a player. We travel a lot and I meet a lot of people. I... I don't know how to explain."
"It's fine, Kyle. I wasn't a virgin. How many guys have you been with? Just out of curiosity?"
"God, Tony. I don't know. Does it matter?"
"It doesn't matter. I love you, Kyle. But I am curious. You know what they say about cats." I smiled and pressed a kiss to his lips. He was starting to turn red.
"Honestly, I don't know. I've never kept track. Especially when I was younger."
"Just supernaturals, or humans too? Are we talking more than a hundred? Come on, Kyle, just give me an estimate."
"Well, yeah it's probably over a hundred. You don't fuck around with humans?" I was shocked, and it must have shown on my face because Kyle stepped back. "Baby, it's not a big deal. I'm thirty-one, I've been single a long time." I tried to arrange my thoughts, to figure out how I felt.
"Wow, I was just kidding. More than a hundred?" Kyle dragged me to one of the chairs. He sat then pulled me down into his lap. I studied his face and realized it didn't really matter at all. He was mine, forever.
"I tried to have sex with a couple of humans. I was too afraid I'd hurt them, or eat them. I've been with exactly four guys. Two humans, one weretiger and a vampire. And you're right: our pasts don't matter. We're together now." I draped my arms over his shoulders and he put his hands on my ass.
"A vampire, huh? I've never done that. How was he?"
"Not bad. Getting used to the whole after dark thing was tough, but he loved to get fucked." Kyle growled, deep in his chest.
"I don't want to hear any more. God, even the thought of it, you with another guy, pisses me off. Makes me see red, baby." He gripped my ass cheeks tighter, kneading and squeezing them. "Makes me want to claim you all over again." He was getting hard against me.
"Calm down, pup. Your, I mean our pack will be here soon."
"What'd you just call me?" He was smiling up at me.
"Pup? It's cute when you get all possessive. Like a cute little puppy."
"I'm a big bad alpha wolf. I'm not a puppy." He was still smiling and growled up at me, pinching my ass.
"Ow, you call me baby."
"Yeah, `cause I cherish and adore you. You are my baby."
"Well, you're my pup. Especially when you're cute."
"Jeesh, just don't say it in front of the pack. And... I'm not cute." He stood me up and got out of the chair. He led me by the hand into the living room.
"You're hot, and sexy as fuck. But sometimes, Kyle, you're way cute."
Shaking his head, Kyle started picking up and arranging things. He went over to the stereo and turned it on. I helped him clean house, loving the way he made himself at home. It only took us twenty minutes, working together seamlessly. Just in time for the pack to arrive.
Brady came through the door first, of course. He was carrying a case of beer and I opened the fridge for him to put it in. His mate, Susan, was right behind him with a pack of soda. Brady stepped out of the way as she moved to put the pop in the fridge and was standing right next to me. His eyes met mine and widened, his nostrils flaring.
"Holy fuck!" Brady practically yelled it. He put his face to my chest and inhaled as he moved up to my neck. He put one hand on my shoulder and turned me around to examine the bite mark. The rest of the pack started to pour in at the commotion.
"I didn't really believe it. Kyle said so, but... Shit, you're his mate." He turned me back around and gave me a tight hug. "Welcome to the family, dude."
Susan was next, as she was the closest. She also hugged me, inhaling deeply by my neck. She pulled away and grinned, the smile crinkling her eyes. "Welcome home, Tony." It was touching and I felt a lump rise in my throat.
All of them had to hug and sniff at me. Kyle stood back and watched, a smile on his face and his eyes gleaming with happiness. John waited to last. He pulled me in tight and lifted me off my feet.
"Congratulations, Tony. I knew this day would come and I can't be happier that Kyle found a man like you. Welcome." He sat me back on my feet and went to hug Kyle.
"Kinky, Kyle. How'd you do it? Did you take him in wolf form, Tony? No way he mounted up while you both were animals, your tiger is too much bigger than his wolf." Everyone groaned at Brady and Susan clamped a hand over his mouth. I could feel myself turn bright red.
"Shut up, Brady. It's private." Kyle growled out his words. He walked over to me and wrapped one arm around my shoulders. "Tony is my mate. I don't need to tell you all what that means, but don't mistake me: he is mine." He emphasized his words by pulling me tighter to him. "And I'm his." He kissed my cheek. "In every way. We're equal partners, true mated, and I'll be marked by him as soon we can figure out how to do it." Heat rushed into my dick at his words, his acknowledgement of us turning me on.
Everyone nodded, even Brady. Then Kyle started giving out orders and everyone got to work. Me and Susan made sandwiches while John's mate, Sarah, fixed a big macaroni salad. Some of the guys cleaned out some big coolers out front and loaded them with ice and beverages. We were going to the night's hunting grounds to scout it out and have a picnic before the sun went down.
We soon had everything made, sorted out and packed. It was around noon time and a two hour drive to the private hunting reserve. I hopped in Kyle's truck and we all took off.
The drive passed quickly with me and Kyle discussing our immediate future and making plans. I agreed to give my notice at work. The pack had about two weeks of work left at the store, which worked out perfectly. I'd move to Colorado and live with Kyle. He wanted me to be his partner in life and business. I had a degree in business management, but I was more than willing to help out with construction. I'd never been afraid of a little hard work.
I called my landlord and, luckily, had no trouble breaking my lease. He already had a prospective renter. I agreed to be moved out in three weeks. We talked about our families and how we would tell them. We decided to go visit my parents and siblings on the next weekend. They lived close enough to drive to. I called to tell them I would be coming and I'd be bringing a friend. It was easy to set up but I felt my stomach churn slightly, nervous for Kyle. He called his parents and arranged for them to come visit in a month. Then we called the airline Kyle always used and he purchased the tickets for them to fly into Colorado Springs.
We drove into the reserve and found a likely spot for the picnic. Everyone pulled up and got out to set things up, making quick work of it. The day was mild, cooler at the somewhat higher elevation. Everyone was hungry and settled down to eat immediately.
I asked Kyle why there weren't any kids around and he explained that they stayed in Colorado, for school, while one or both of their parents traveled for work. After everyone had eaten some of the pack members took out Frisbees, footballs and set up horseshoe stakes. We played all afternoon. I got into a game of touch football with Kyle. We ended up on opposite teams and I got to observe Kyle's competitive streak. He really got into the game, acting as quarterback, he cut me no slack.
I was faster than most of the other players and he kept putting guys on me. I snuck past him a few times with the ball, scoring easily. He seemed to get mad and took to guarding me himself. At one point I caught the ball and took off for his end zone, between two trees. He was pursuing me and I slowed to let him tag me, I wanted to make him happy. He tackled me to the ground and I got pissed.
"Hey, no fair. It's tag only." I got up brushing my shorts and tank top off.
"You're not scoring anymore points off me, baby. You're a fast fucker."
"Chill, Kyle. It's just a game." I reached down to pull him up.
"A game I'm going to win." He smirked at me and my ears started to grow warm, I was getting mad.
"Whatever, man. Just remember it's tag football."
The whole pack was watching our exchange and I sauntered back to my team, taking my time. Kyle took the ball and instead of passing, tried to take it himself for a touchdown. I was on him in an instant, catching him easily, and I tagged him out. He growled at me and threw the ball down hard, making it bounce. He turned around and started to march angrily back to his side. I caught up to him and put a hand on his shoulder. He stopped and turned to me, I was surprised to see how angry he was.
"Come on, pup." I smiled and kept my tone low. "I know you're getting all alpha male on me, and it's sort of cute, but you're pissing me off. It's just a game." I stepped in closer, whispering. "You should be letting me win. You want to keep me happy so I put out, right?"
His anger disappeared and he started laughing, his eyes crinkling. He pulled me to him and hugged me, giving me a quick peck on the lips. "You're right, baby. I'm sorry, I'll tone it down." He moved his mouth close to whisper in my ear, "Sexual blackmail is wrong, baby. I might have to punish you later, give you a good spanking."
I felt myself blush and my dick shifted in my boxers. I leaned into him and whispered back, "I might like that, pup." It was Kyle's turn to blush as I turned and walked back to my team. I heard several of them chuckling and commenting quietly. We ended up winning, narrowly, and Kyle congratulated all of us, smiling the whole time. Sarah, who had been on my team, came up to my side.
"Wow, Tony. I'm impressed. Kyle's a strong alpha, I've never seen him back down like that before." She raised her hand for a high-five. I drew her in for a quick hug, feeling exuberant.
"Ah, Sarah, I know his secret weakness." We both laughed and walked companionably towards our men.
We lounged for awhile in the shade of some trees. Kyle was leaning back against the trunk of a big oak tree and I was between his legs, leaning back against him. We were both sipping on some cold beers and I was running my fingers through the hair on his leg.
"This is nice. Thanks, Kyle. I could take a nap, but I don't want to miss anything."
"Thank you, baby. Sometimes I get a little out of control, thanks for putting me in check." He took my mostly empty beer and set it on the ground. "Just relax. The sun won't set for a couple hours, we've got plenty of time for a little rest." He wrapped his arms around me and I just let go, falling asleep instantly.
I woke a couple hours later, Kyle snoring softly behind me. I saw some of the others napping, but some were up and cleaning the picnic debris. I eased out of Kyle's embrace to go and help. Sarah and I took a bag and walked around the clearing, picking up trash.
"You're really good for him, Tony. You don't know how much it means to me: seeing Kyle happy."
"Thanks, Sarah. I love him. Honestly, I thought I'd find a female mate. Or just end up a sad old bachelor. This whole thing has been a total surprise, but I'm loving every second of it. I can't wait to hunt with him tonight."
"I know, I can't wait either. Hunting under the full moon with your pack and your mate is the best feeling ever. Don't say anything, but John and I have been trying for a baby. I'm ovulating and I think we'll try mating after the hunt tonight. They say if you do it in full wolf form, you're more likely to get a pup out of it." I smiled and nodded at her.
"I have a feeling we'll be looking for a little privacy after the hunt, too. I wish you luck."
Kyle had woken up and came over to help us. I took his hand and Sarah went to help pack up the vehicles. Kyle and I made a couple circuits of the clearing and picked up all the trash. By that time, the sun had set and the moon was just beginning to rise. It was almost show time.
I found myself intensely curious to watch them change. I'd only ever seen my family during the process and I wondered what it would be like. Weretigers don't have to change during the full moon, although it's easier for some to do it at that time. I knew that werewolves had to change, they couldn't stop it. Everyone sort of gathered together in the middle of the clearing. They were antsy, moving around restlessly. Kyle cleared his throat, grabbing everyone's attention.
"Tony and I are hunting alone tonight. We're not sure how his beast will react to the rest of the pack so we'll play it by ear. Me and John discussed it and he's going to lead the rest of you tonight. If Tony and I feel comfortable joining you we will. Tigers are individual hunters and we don't want to take any chances." He held my hand and pulled us into the center of the group.
"Tony is going to change first, then everyone else. I want to make sure there aren't any problems before we begin." He looked over to me and I nodded. Most of them had seen me in my animal form but I felt nervous just the same. My tiger is vain and wanted them to be impressed, it was very close to the surface.
I went to the open bed of Kyle's truck and started to undress, throwing my clothes in. As I lowered my boxers I heard a wolf whistle and knew it was Brady. I heard Kyle's deep growl in response and Brady's grunt as someone, probably Susan, hit him.
Fully nude, I turned to the group and changed. It only took a second, I'd been close to changing for fifteen minutes. I loved the feeling of my human body melting away as my tiger seemed to jump out from inside me. I let the power course through me and let out a deep roar. Fuck, it felt good.
Everything clicked for me in my animal form. There weren't any doubts or confusion, just certainty and rightness. I approached the group, several taking steps back, my sights set on Kyle. I walked up to him and nuzzled my head into his stomach. He smelled like my mate, perfect and clean. I didn't scent any fear from him, only anticipation and some arousal. He raised his hand and scratched behind my ears and over my skull. I started purring, a deep rumbling in my animal form.
"He's even bigger than I remember. Fuck, what kind of tiger is he?" I looked to Brady as someone said Siberian and I nodded my head. I wound around Kyle, rubbing on him, putting my scent on him. My shoulders coming to just below his chest, he stroked my fur as I looped around.
He bent slightly to murmur at me, "You're so fucking beautiful." I licked along his forearm, abrading his skin, breathing in his scent. He straightened back up and looked at the other members of our pack.
"Okay, everyone, we're doing good. Go ahead, and have a good hunt."
They went to the trucks and cars, undressing along the way. My eyes stayed on Kyle, riveted to his naked form. His change was different than mine. Like all the wolves it seemed like their animal form grew beneath their human form. It sounded painful with joints popping and limbs growing. It was only a matter of seconds and a large black wolf stood where Kyle had been. He let out a howl and the rest of the pack followed suit.
He was big, a little over half my tiger's size. There was a small white diamond of fur on his forehead. I raced over to him and his lips curled up in a grin, exposing his sharp white teeth. I pounced on him playfully, pinning him to the ground. I began licking and grooming his coarse, black fur.
[Cut it out, that tickles. You big cat, let me up.] I stood and moved back a pace. It was like he'd spoken in my ear. He stood and looked at me.
[Did you hear that?] I nodded my head up and down.
[Shit, I can't believe it.] He yipped at me and the other wolves looked at us.
[Say something, Tony]
[I don't know what to say. How is this even possible?]
[It's fucking amazing. I've heard that some of the stronger alphas can communicate like this, mind to mind, when their packs work together to hunt.] He came over to me, smelling me, and nuzzled his head against mine.
[You're cute, pup.] He growled softly and looked up at me.
[I'm not cute.] He grinned at me, [You're lucky the others can't hear us.]
He looked to a wolf, I assumed to be John. Scenting the air I realized it was John, and I could identify all of them by scent. He nodded and the wolf took off, the others following, yipping and howling. He looked over at me and started out in the opposite direction.
[Keep up, if you can.] He broke into a run and I kept pace with him easily. We traversed a couple of miles, enjoying the freedom and power in our animal forms. We crossed several scent trails, but continued on past them. We climbed up into some low foothills, running alongside one another.
I could hear the pack in the distance, they were miles away, on the hunt. I could tell by their howls and cries that they were on the trail of something. We slowed as Kyle scented something in the low bushes. I crept beside him, finding the fresh trail of some deer. I growled softly.
[Smells good, I'm starving.] We stepped out of the trees and I let Kyle take the lead, letting his keener nose have at it. As we began to traverse a small clearing a cry broke the silence of the night. I spun to find a cougar crouched on a boulder above us, only a hundred feet away. I let out a roar, instinctively moving in front of Kyle. The cougar eyed us for a moment, let out a weak growl, and turned tail to run away. I moved to follow her, but Kyle yipped behind me.
[Let her go. We're taking her dinner, you don't have to kill her.]
[She wanted to attack you. It makes me really mad.]
[Come on, baby. She's probably got a cub. Let's follow these deer. You probably scared them to death with that roar and they're on the move.]
I followed him into the trees, glancing back to make sure the cougar was gone. We followed the trail, running through the forest. We quickly caught up to the small herd of deer. I smelled their fear on the air, whetting my appetite, and let my beast take over fully. I picked out one of the younger males. He was big, his antlers just coming in. I raced up beside him and pounced. I took his neck between my jaws and snapped his spine. He fell beneath me, the last of the air in his lungs wheezing out.
I tore into him, slicing open the skin of his belly to get at the soft organs. I heard Kyle whimper behind me and paused. I turned to look at him.
[Sorry, love. Just got into it too much. Come and share with me?]
I pulled out the liver, I'd just been about to eat, and offered it to him. He took it and ate about half, leaving the rest for me. I whuffed in approval and took the rest in one bite. We set to devouring the kill. Kyle finished long before I did. He sat back to watch me while he cleaned his paws and muzzle.
I finished off most of the buck and pulled the carcass to me, to nibble at it. Kyle came over and took one of the big thigh bones. He cracked it in his powerful jaws to get at the marrow. Finally, I settled down to cleaning my coat. Licking the blood and gore away, I began purring. Kyle came over to lean against me.
[I'm so full. God, Kyle that was so good.] I leaned over and licked at him.
[You big pig, I can't believe you ate all that. It would take my whole pack to clean that carcass.] I whuffed at him, laughing. I pinned him next to me with one paw. I took to cleaning him in earnest. He whined, trying to wiggle away.
[Stop complaining. I love you, I love hunting and running with you. You smell so good, like you're in heat.] I growled, smelling arousal and desire on him. I rolled him over, onto his back between my paws. The pink shaft of his dick was emerging from its sheath. I ran my tongue over it. He whimpered and wiggled below me.
[Stop. You're taking the skin off.] I let him roll over and moved up behind him, almost mounting his smaller form. [Baby, calm down. Let's head back to the clearing. I'm full and I want to run, then fuck.]
We left the skin and bones behind as we took off into the forest. I took the lead, trying not to outdistance Kyle too much. I paused at curious scents to investigate and Kyle would catch up to see what I'd found. We barely `talked', just running and enjoying the night. At some point we crossed the path the pack had taken and followed it back. When we got close I could hear them in the clearing, some already in human form.
[We need some alone time, pup] I looked at him panting next to me and licked over his head. He nodded and took off to the left. We didn't stray too far before we found a hollow with a soft layer of leaves at the bottom in a grove of poplars. Kyle lay down and changed. He rolled onto his back, stretching, his dick big and hard over his stomach. I crouched and stalked toward him, his eyes following me.
[God, I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to mount you and ride you so hard, pup.] I wasn't sure he could still hear me, but a shudder passed through his entire body and he spread his legs. My tiger's cock dropped and started to swell. I leapt to pounce on him, changing in midair. I landed on top of him, between his legs.
"Kyle, I need you so bad." He lifted his legs and wrapped them around me.
"I need it too, Tony. Please, fuck me. I can't believe it but I need to feel you inside me so bad. Watching you, so powerful and graceful, so strong the way you took down that buck. All I could think of was you mounting me. Do it, now, baby."
My cock was so hard, it felt like marble pressed tight to my stomach. I pulled Kyle's legs up over my shoulders. I was leaking pre-come like crazy, it was running down the sides of my cock and dripping down onto Kyle. I wanted him so bad, but I didn't want to hurt him.
I stuck two fingers in my mouth, getting them wet. I brought them down to his ass and pushed them inside his tight little ring. He grunted and cried out. I twisted them a couple times and pulled them out. I pushed my aching cock down and positioned it, keeping aim with one hand. I looked down into his eyes, they looked so soft. His jaw slack with lust. He had one arm above his head, the other hand on his dick. His abs contracted with his ass raised off the ground.
"So fucking hot, Kyle." I pushed into him. He was so tight and hot as a furnace. He groaned as I let just the head penetrate him. He gripped my cock tight with his ass. My dick felt like it was on fire and I shoved it fully into him, forcing him to accept my cock. He groaned and cried out, trying to move away.
I let my weight down with my chest, pressing his thighs down. I had him bent in half, rolled up below me so our weight was on his shoulders. I grabbed his hands, pinning them to the ground above his head. I basked deep inside him for minutes until the urge to move gripped me. I pulled my hips up and drove my cock straight down into him. He gasped and I opened my eyes to meet his as I delivered another deep, punishing thrust.
"Kyle, so good." I was panting, dazed and stupid with heavy arousal. "So good inside you... I never dreamed." I saw the pain in his eyes but I couldn't stop myself. I set a deliberate rhythm, pounding my cock into him. He screwed his eyes shut for a moment. When he opened them he looked surprised. I'd have laughed if I'd been able.
I felt his ass open up for me, blossoming around my cock. He thrust up with his hips, meeting me and raised his head for my lips. I leaned down and drove my tongue into his mouth, kissing him sloppily. He was moaning and whimpering into my mouth as I forced my cock in and out of his hole. He pulled back, thrashing his head from side to side.
"Fuck me, Tony. Oh God, fucking killing me with your big cock." I went at him harder, picking up the pace. A high pitched keening rose from his mouth and he closed his jaw tight, grinding his teeth. "Fuck me harder. Harder." I entwined my fingers with his where I had his hands pinned and did my best to give him what he needed.
My cock went bone hard. I froze for an instant as my cock began to lengthen inside him. His shocked eyes met mine and he froze as well. In seconds I was deeper inside him than I thought possible. I speared into him twice and froze again. My cockhead spread, it was the most intense sensation, it felt like an umbrella opening.
"Don't fucking move. Oh Christ, don't move." I had no intention of doing that as my orgasm over took me and I started jetting come into him. He started whimpering again and I felt his hot come splashing between us. I couldn't stop coming and every time the flow would slow down it started all over again. I clenched Kyle's fingers in mine with the rhythm of my coming. Twenty minutes or an hour later I lay spent and boneless on top of him. My cock shrunk back to normal size and I thrust lazily a couple of times. Kyle moaned, gritting his teeth.
"Sorry, love. You okay?" I rose to my knees and eased my swollen cock out of him. He gasped as the head popped free.
"Yeah. Give me a minute. Fuck, you mated to me. It felt like you hooked my gut with your dick, but I'm okay." I let his legs fall and rolled over to lay beside him, my head on his chest. I could feel his heart pounding. I rubbed my hand through the come on his chest and stomach, running my fingers through the hair.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't know that was going to happen. Did I hurt you?"
"No, baby." He pulled my chin up to give me a kiss. "You made me feel good. I never thought I'd like getting fucked." He held my eyes with his. "But that was incredible. Can't lie, I could do without the whole true mating thing. But when you were hammering into me, it felt... it felt so good. I felt connected and happy. My ass was throbbing and hungry for you." He smiled at me and I smiled back. "We'll be doing that again, soon, baby."
I laughed, my fear evaporating, and hugged him to me. "Thanks, love. Do you think that was really like a true mating? My dick has never done that before."
"We'll see, won't we? Let's go join the others. You might have to help me walk back."
We got up, brushing the leaves off, and I pulled his arm over my shoulders to help support him. We made it back to the camp where some of the pack had set up all the tents. John was there and pointed us to the tent that was ours. I let Kyle in and settled him on one of the sleeping bags. I gave him a soft kiss and he fell asleep almost instantly. I lay down beside him and snuggled in, passing out myself.