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  But instead, something warm and wet stroked my vulnerable hand.

  I gasped and opened my eyes to see the beast licking my fingers with a long, pink tongue. Its green eyes were half closed in ecstasy, as though it was savoring the richest, most delicious thing it had ever tasted.

  “That's right,” I whispered, both relieved and terrified to finally have its undivided attention. “That's right, Richard, and there's more where that came from.” Slowly, I lowered my hand and dipped back into my pussy again. The beast followed my movements, and before I could get my fingers back up to its mouth, it crouched in front of me. I bit back a gasp as the long pink tongue lashed over my tight nipples. I was afraid again that the beast would bite, but it didn't. It lapped at my nipples and breasts a while longer, and then the long muzzle continued down the trembling flesh of my belly until it reached my sex.

  “Richard!” I gasped. The long, hot tongue swiped between the swollen lips of my cunt, and the beast's huge bulk surged against me, pressing me back against the iron bars of the cage. Conflicting sensations swamped me, the cold metal biting into my back and the heated tongue invading my pussy. I cried out and pressed my hands down on the huge, shaggy head, trying to push the beast away from me. But it was useless; it was single-minded in its purpose—to taste me thoroughly and completely.

  I bit my lip and closed my eyes. There was nothing I could do. I was trapped against the bars of the cage with the beast between my thighs. I shuddered helplessly as it pressed even closer, making wet, lapping sounds as its tongue invaded my body. I couldn't help thinking of its long, curving teeth, but to my surprise, I didn't feel them at all. In fact, aside from its determination to taste me, it was surprisingly gentle. As gentle as Richard would have been.

  I curled my fingers in its coarse fur and let it take me. What else could I do? I was naked, vulnerable, and entirely helpless as it pressed me against the bars of the cell and feasted on my cunt. There was nothing I could do but spread my legs and give in to the sensation of the long pink tongue spiraling around my swollen clit and invading my pussy, piercing me as deeply as it could. A faint hope had begun to grow in my mind as the pleasure grew in my lower belly. A hope that maybe the beast would be content to taste me, content to eat my pussy. Maybe I could satisfy its hunger without letting it do what I was so afraid of. Without letting it breed me.

  The hope died as the creature raised its face from between my thighs and growled softly. Clearly the foreplay was over.

  “Richard?” I whispered in a trembling voice. “Richard, please…”

  It growled again and stood up from its crouching position. The huge, muscular form towered over me, and I saw that he was fully erect. Its cock looked almost as long as my forearm now, the broad, slit head dripping pre-cum to the cold metal floor below. But what frightened me the most was the swelling at the base of its shaft—the knot, as Richard had called it. I remembered how huge and thick it had seemed to me that last night we'd been together, when he made me touch it. Now, it looked twice as big and menacing. Oh, God. I clenched my hands into fists at my sides. I was resigned to taking its thick length into my virgin pussy because I knew I had no choice. But the idea that it would try to force that huge swelling into my tight, unused sex was too horrible to contemplate.

  For a moment I closed my eyes, hating Richard with all my heart. Since he'd come into my life, he'd brought me nothing but trouble. First, he'd urged me to commit incest, or what felt like incest to me, anyway, and now, I was going to be reduced to an even lower and more despicable act—bestiality. The shame was almost more than I could stand. To know that I was going to have to accept the beast's cock into my body, to allow it to strip me of my carefully-guarded virginity and pump inside me until it filled me with its cum was almost too much to bear. I promised myself if I got out of this night alive, I would break the bond between Richard and myself, no matter what he said or how ill and weak I felt. I would leave him and go my own separate way, and to hell the Amon-kai and all their sick traditions.

  But my lofty aspirations for the future had to wait because the beast would not. It growled at me again and came at me, as if it would bowl me over on my back and take me by force.

  “No,” I whispered, knowing it would do no good. I knew this was going to happen whether I wanted it to or not. The beast was going to fuck me—breed me. I no longer had any say in the matter. I swallowed hard. Well, if it had to happen, at least I wanted it to happen on my terms. And I knew that I didn't want to look into those pale green eyes, Richard's eyes, while it took me.

  Slowly, deliberately, I turned my back to the beast and grasped the cold iron bars of the cage. Then I spread my legs and waited for the worst. Waited to feel the beast enter me.

  Chapter Eighteen

  I didn't have long to wait. I felt the brush of the beast's coarse fur against my naked back and then the heat of its breath against the vulnerable nape of my neck. I tightened my grip on the bars, feeling the rough iron cut into the tender flesh of my palms. Then the broad knob of heated flesh that was the head of its cock rubbed over my swollen folds, making me moan despite myself as the beast swiped over my clit, coating my inner cunt with its burning pre-cum.

  I cried out as the head of its cock found my entrance, and I could almost imagine Richard saying, That's right, baby, spread your legs and let me fuck you. God, how I wished I'd let him do this when he wanted to, instead of waiting until now. Now, when I was forced to submit to him in his animalistic form, when I was forced to take whatever he gave me because there was nothing I could do to stop him. Now, when there was nothing I could do but spread my legs, grit my teeth, and try to bear it.

  I felt the flaring crown of its cock breach the entrance to my pussy, pressing forward inevitably, stretching me, filling me to the limit and beyond. How can I take it? I thought wildly. But I have to—have to take it all. And the beast pressed ever inward, filling my tight cunt with a seemingly endless supply of long, thick cock.

  It stopped for a moment, and I realized it was pressing hard against my virgin barrier, the thick head of its cock lodged right against it. I wanted to cry when I remembered how careful Richard had been not to breach that barrier, how hard he'd worked to leave me intact even when he must have been aching to take me all the way, to fill me to the limit with his cock.

  “Please,” I whispered in a low, broken voice. “Please, don't do this.”

  But the beast my older brother had become knew no boundaries and knew nothing of compassion or shame. All it knew was that it was hungry, hungry to have me, hungry to breed me, and it wouldn't stop until it had accomplished its goal and sated its desires.

  It growled softly in my ear and pulled out of me, perhaps an inch. Then, just when I was beginning to hope it had heard and understood my pleas to stop, it rammed back into me in one savage thrust, ripping through the barrier and pounding its way to my very core.

  I screamed—I couldn't help it—and the beast was suddenly still within me. I could feel its massive bulk behind me, breathing heavily in my ear, but the huge body didn't move an inch, almost as though it waited for me to get used to its thickness inside me.

  I bit my lip and hung my head with shame as I tried to do exactly that. There was no way to express what I felt, being filled for the first time and by such a huge instrument. My tender pussy felt stretched tight around the thick shaft, and I could feel the broad head pressing hard against the mouth of my womb, leaking drops of burning pre-cum inside me. I didn't remember Richard's cum being this hot before, but then, his cock hadn't been all the way inside me at the time. Now it was, all except the knot. I could feel that pulsing with heat against my outer pussy lips, and I felt a rush of relief that the beast had been unable to get it in. At least I'll be spared that, I thought, biting the inside of my cheek to keep from crying out again. At least it won't be able to get the knot in me.

  As if sensing that I was used to it at last, two large, muscular arms wound themselves around my waist and the beast b