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Reece
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When I had walked into the room to see my wife sitting there at the table with her robe on, I had gotten my hopes up. I had hoped that something like this was planned and I was happy that I was right.
And when I saw the sash she was wearing that read 'PROPERTY OF FIDO' I nearly swallowed my tongue. I know my eyes must have darkened when I saw her slow, teasing reveal and the mouth watering sight that stood before me. My mate was the best there was. And the most sexy.
That cake may have been a little much, but I still loved it. She was mine and I was hers, no matter the situation. And the best part of tonight was that I could be a dog all I wanted. I was going to prove to her just how much of one I really was.
When I stepped away from her naked body to grab the cake, I thought she was going to hit me, but she saw that I was not abandoning her and all was well. I really just wanted to savor my dessert and this seemed like too good of an opportunity to pass up.
Slowly, I applied the frosting and then took my time devouring her. She didn't seem to notice the bites I was leaving on her until I got to her thigh though, she really was super sensitive there. What would she say in the morning when she woke to the numerous purplish marks all over her delectable little body. Just thinking about them made my already hard dick twitch just a little more.
When I finally settled my head between her legs, lapping at her sweet tender folds, she screamed. Her head flew back and she screamed my name.
"REECE!" She was so sensitive and needy tonight. I could get used to this if that is how the whole pregnancy was going to be.
The sweet, vanilla flavored frosting just helped to intensify her own natural flavor of vanilla and apples. I couldn't get enough of it. I had meant to go slow, to take my time and enjoy my birthday present, but as soon as I started to devour her core I lost my patience and control.
With hard, fast licks and laps with my tongue I ate the sweetened, creamy frosting from her body, but I didn't stop. I continued to devour her. Licking between every fold, burying my tongue deep inside her wet opening and swallowing her juices. I couldn't get enough.
With every lap of my tongue her breath seemed to hitch up a little more until she almost seemed to be hyperventilating. She was screaming incoherently, just sounds of pleasure as I ate away at her desire.
When the screaming and panting became too much for her I could tell she was cascading over the edge. One more lick and she flew apart before me. I felt her hands dig big fistfuls of my hair, hanging on tight so she didn't drift away with her ecstasy. I felt little pinpricks of pain from the hair being pulled but all it accomplished was sending me into a frenzy, sparking my desire and need into a fever pitch.
The waves of her orgasm hadn't even left her body when I pushed the top of my jeans down and placed myself at her opening. I couldn't wait. I drove into her with a savage, animalistic need.
It was almost like I wasn't in control anymore. My wolf had taken the lead, the reins tethering him in the back had snapped and he was taking his place where he wanted to be the most.
I didn't fight my wolf, I let him lead. He set about creating a feverish rhythm, more frantic and hungry than I had ever pushed her to. But she seemed to be either ok with it or too far gone to notice.
As I watched my wolf move, me watching mentally from the sidelines, I saw my mouth being directed to my Little Bunny's neck. My tongue lapped out and licked the spot where I marked her so long ago.
After the quick lick my wolf sunk our teeth into her flesh, and not gently. He was remarking her. He had never been in the forefront, never in the lead, when I marked her and now he was taking his chance.
"Nngh." She moaned when my teeth broke her flesh, the pain being mixed in with the pleasure she was feeling in that moment. I heard the rumbling growl of pleasure that came from my wolf as he heard that moan.
With her tender flesh in my mouth, the slight taste of blood accompanying it, I felt the build of power as it passed from me to her. I didn't know what effect a remarking would have on her but I couldn't stop it now, it was too late.
The heat, pleasure, and power coursed from me into her. The feeling was unlike either of our previous markings, it was more intense, and more erotic. I felt like even though I was already driving into her with a feverish pounding my dick was going to explode from the need to have her.
The speed and need of my thrusts increased. She was crying out with every brutal pound that met her sweet tender body, and my wolf growled with every thrust.
I don't know exactly when, or how, it happened, but soon I seemed to be looking down at her from higher up, and her flesh that was still inside my mouth seemed to fit differently from before. When I looked out of the corner of my eye at my hand, I saw it was claw tipped and covered in fur. I had become my lycan form as I drove into her.
My clothes had shredded around us and I was now fully naked, but that didn't matter. I could feel her supple skin, ample breasts, tender areas, they were all pressed against my new body in a way it had never been touched before and I couldn't get enough of it.
I could feel myself reaching my limit, I was going to explode soon. But my wolf wasn't going to have it. He threw our head back and howled, fighting to ravage her body that much more. He thrusted at least a dozen times more, my body struggling to release as he mentally fought me off.
Eventually though, my body won out and both my wolf and I roared at the same time. I exploded inside her and she screamed with another wave of ecstasy cascading over her. Her tight little body was milking me with crushing force, I was larger in this form and the hard, persistent squeezes from her body made that abundantly clear.
With a sigh of satisfaction my wolf retreated. My body collapsed next to her and I scooped her into my arms. I was reluctant to pull out of her comforting warmth so I stayed there just a few moments longer, luxuriating in the feel of her.
I was still in my lycan form when I separated us, but she didn't seem to notice. She was already fast asleep in my arms, breathing heavily. I licked the mark I had just re-bitten, helping it to heal just a little quicker. With a smile I fell asleep holding her, my breath chuffing out above her as I was still not my normal self.
It would be the next morning before we noticed the new mark on her trinity chain, this one that looked like a lycan inside a star. The weird part was, I had one now too. I wonder what those marks were for?
