In the Heat of the moment (Closed)

[papillon24]

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Erylis paced the floor of her home small but cozy. Her heat had just begun and it made her antsy as with most female werewolves when the time came. It took all her will not to change into her wolf form. She was an Omega. A loner in her own right but meant to breed if and when the time came. Nature had a funny way of sneaking up on her and changing her nature during this time.

Her older brother was an Alpha. Clayton took over the pack two years ago when their father had died. Erylis had only been eighteen at the time. He was a good leader. Respected throughout the colony. He ruled with a strong arm, but not so strong to make the rest of the pack want to mutiny. She love to see how he handled the problems of the pack with a regal grace. Clayton in many ways was like him. Strong and solid. He still had not chosen a mate for his own yet. The duties of the pack outweighed him finding a female to pair bond with. He was firm and fair like their father before them. Although at some points his temper got the best of him.

Her older sister was born a Beta and already pair bonded but only a few months prior. She seemed happy in it for she was able to choose one of the five suitable Alphas in which their father had chosen for her. Her mate and her had no pups yet, but dreams of many. Saige was kind. Only a year older, but knew her place in the pack and in her pair bond.

Erylis had been born Omega. Never one to be directly involved in pack politics, but still a member. She loved being her own and her heart desired to stay free, and truly her own. Even her brother and his nature as an Alpha had no effect on her and her nature as a werewolf. She had watched as other Betas and even other alphas bows to his will at even the slightest growl. She remained free of that control, but still respected him.

Determine to stay free and find her way as much on her own as possible, Erylis lived on the outskirts of the pack. The town was small, but large enough to be intimidating to other packs out existing on the fringes of society as a whole. She herself had found a cave, isolated from the world, and she made it her own. She had found it once while running free in her wolf form. It was large enough for her be comfortable, and Clayton made sure she had everything she needed to stay comfortable and safe.

She remembered how on the day she declared to him she was moving from the pack central, away from all the males that were determined to mate her during her next heat, he arranged to bring what she needed himself. It was just them and Saige working to make the cave a home. In his old pick up truck, he had brought a large bed, dressers and everything to make a nice bedroom. He had one of his most trusted Betas secretly run Electricity out so she would have lighting and heat. Saige has spent the day seeking out all the cobwebs and clearing evidence of other critter from her dwelling.

Clayton brought bookshelves and lamps to keep her busy and let her learn. Erylis loved to learn and read. He even added a few new ones to her already large collection. At the time is was a nice start. A nice place to be alone and independent.

Since then the dwelling had become so much more. Clayton and Saige would bring more and more out to her. One day he showed up with flooring and rugs. Another time a stove and an icebox. Her favorite visit is when him and Saige came by and helped her close off the front of the cave and install a door to keep out the cold as well as the intruders. From the outside it just looked like a random door in the stone. Clayton had helped for a few days to move stone to help fill in the front so that no one would know that there was a dwelling in the hillside.

Every week Clayton or one of his trusted associates would stop by with supplies, food and toiletries. They also would haul the trash and other things for her away from the dwelling. He even knew when her heat would flare and only he would stop by on those occasions to make sure her she was safe and could live free.

Erylis now sat in her comfy little home. Her body wrecked with need and desires she had never wanted to experienced. Many females would just have a male rut them though their heat, just to ease the agony of it. She had no desire to be one of them. Her body was telling her she needed to taken, trying to change into the silvery grey wolf that was her other half, but she kept her mind busy with human tasks. Clean things, wash floors. It was all she could do to change. Once changed she would never be able to control her desires and she did not trust her wolf form to not act without her.

 

[whtwlf1790]

Brock was just hanging out with some of his friends when he got the call.

"Hey man, I know this is kinda sudden but I am not able to go. Can you take some stuff to my sis? I normally would not ask something like this considering the circumstances but I can't go, and I have no one available to go run her the supplies. Just be careful, she is normally a free spirit and pretty easy going, but I can't guarantee she won't rip your head off, granted I know you would love it. Thanks man, bye."

Brock shook his head, he hadn't even had a chance to get a word in, he could tell Clayton was extremely rushed and sounded like he was panting, and couldn't be sure if he heard moaning in the back ground.

-It is that time of year again, when all the blood rushes from our heads to our legs.- Brock thought. He had recently won the contest to become the Alpha of his pack and as such he was given the first pick of the females to mate with. He had no desire to mate at the moment, securing his power was the first goal for him, and that meant being focused on disciplining his pack. He knew that mating season was some of the most dangerous times for a pack. It was then that the pack was most vulnerable to attack by others.

Brock didn't like that thought so he was wanting each of his pack to hold out for at least one month to mate. He knew he was asking a lot of his pack but if they could go through with his plan he knew that they would never have to worry about being taken off their guard by a rival. He also had it set up that if they made the month they would have a full blown orgy that would help to finally relieve his pack.

He was told that he should do the orgy first but he knew that it wouldn't always work as other packs had tried it and then they still were to crazed to fight when attacked.

Brock then went to the store and got what Clayton had told him to get. It seemed like some pretty normal supplies so he didn't think it would be that bad for him to just go and drop them off. He had asked Clayton where he needed to drop the supplies off and was told some random place out in the woods. He just shrugged and drove out to the location and got the supplies out and was heading to what seemed like a mountain. Did Clayton really seal his sister inside a stone prison when she was in heat, or did the sister do it. Brock didn't know much about Erylis but he knew that she was not one to be messed with, even if she was an Omega.

If he hadn't been told that there was someone inside he wouldn't have believed it, but this is where Clayton said that she was so he believed him. He walked up to the stone door and pushed it out of the way.

And then....

 

[papillon24]

Her focus shifted as the large stone door was cracked. Clayton never knocked and that she was used to. The room had become a blur and the lights were becoming too bright. She was glad that this only happened once a year or she would probably hate her entire existence.

"Clayton?!" she called out. The thought of visiting with her brother distracted her from her symptoms. A soft silver grey fur had already begun to develop along her spin and shoulders showing beneath the camisole tank she was wearing. She had tried to hold it back, tried to stay as human as possible. Her teeth had sharpened as well. Her wolf was trying to emerge and a bit of fur and teeth were the least of her worries. She was glad nothing else was changing at the moment. At least her tail was staying put or she would not be able to wear the jean shorts she was.

She knew that Clayton would tease her about it relentlessly like he did every time he saw he get like this. It was a bog brother thing.

She remembered the last time. "You know little sis" He said "You could just let me pick out an alpha to rut you though this." the comment had resulted in angering her into full wolf form. Her hackles stood on end and a growl rose in her throat. She was so furious with him she had bit him hard. Clayton threw he back and ran out. He locked the door behind him

The next morning she awoke on the floor in the middle of her home. The place was trashed. Books were strewn about the room. The supplies Clayton had brought were thrown around the room. She tried to leave though the door, only to find it locked from the outside. Clayton lay sleeping on the ground with his back up against the door.

It was not one of her prouder moments.

Then the scent hit her. It was male, and not the soft musk of her brother. She always could control herself around his scent. This was different. A little leather and teak. A low growl escaped her lips. Some male was in her domain. She was conflicted. The need and the want of the heat growing at the scent of him, as well as the hatred for entering her sanctuary.

She stood in a flash. She could feel her eyes glowing, piercing though the darkness. She could see the silhouette of him from the little bit of light that invaded though the opening of the door.

A second wave of his scent hit her. Stronger and more primal male. She felt a slick form between her legs as she tried to hold her ground. Her instincts were taking over no matter how hard she fought

 

[whtwlf1790]

Brock smelled her immediately, he smelled her heat, smelled her pheromones. He dropped her supplies and stood in the doorway. His eyes dilated, he saw her clearly. Her body seemed to be made for him, her hair called for him, her breasts rose and fell in the ways that just set him off. Her fur was astoundingly attractive to him. In a word she was a goddess, his goddess.

He went through every drill, every practice that he taught his defense troops to go through when they were in this exact situation, go through the alphabet, go through math problems, go through nearly every thing that he could think of to slow his building desire. He was able to growl out to her,

"Clayton sent me with supplies, told me to just come in. He didn't tell me you would be so so so, in heat." Brock was thinking with his legs and he didn't want that, he had to be cool and calm when it came to this. rivals would send females against them to do just this, and he was failing this test.

He waited, he set the supplies on the table and then started to walk back toward the door. He was almost out when he snapped. His white fur materialized and his muscles shifted, and he rushed across the room, pinning her against the wall she was against. He didn't fully attack her, but he smelled her scent off her neck, the pheromones coming from between her legs was teasing him, but his defenses were keeping him under control.

Hopefully she want to be in control enough to get me out of here.

 

[papillon24]

"Clayton sent me with supplies, told me to just come in. He didn't tell me you would be so so so, in heat." He spoke to her so matter of factually. She was going to kill Clayton when she saw him again for doing this.

The sound of his voice almost made her heart stop. Male, dark. The slight bit of growl the resonated as he spoke. He could hear his wolf coming through. Se felt more docile and the room started to fade, all she could concentrate on was him. His scent. The sound of his breathing.

She watches as he set the supplies on the table. Erylis knew she asked for certain things, but it did not matter. His scent was filling her home. She felt her eyes shift as he turned to leave. Relived, but empty at the same time. Never before had she experienced the presence of a male during her heat. Never before had she experienced a male and now she wanting nothing more than to do so.

Then he stopped. Quicker than she could react, he turned and was rushing at her. In a fell swoop he had her pinned. His strong hand held her furred shoulders against the cool stone wall of her home. Nothing too much to hurt her, just so she could not move. His eyes stared intently into hers. She watched as best she could though the haze of her arousal. It was as if he were losing his control. Or he was trying to fight it. That was one thing she could not decipher.

Erylis felt her nails lengthen as she held onto her human side the best she could. All she wanted was him. She reached out the best she could. Her hand brushing his sides, feeling the hard muscle of his abdomen under the fabric of his shirt. Her body reacted instinctively. Her nipples hardened and a buzz formed between her legs releasing more of her slick. She leaned her head in towards his neck, breathing him in deeply losing herself in his scent. All she wanted was to tear into him, tear the fabric from his body and lose all of herself and the suffering of this damned heat with him

 

[whtwlf1790]

Clayton was using every trick in his book to keep from tearing into her. Her scent was simply too strong, and as her hands ran along his sides he knew it was over. He controlled himself enough to take his right hand and run it from her shoulder along to her chin, and then just brush over her mouth. He then ran it down the center of her neck back toward her shoulder along her collarbone and once he reached the hem of her shirt he ran down the hem to the base.

His hand slipped under her shirt as he felt her heaving breast as she breathed in and out heavily from their close contact. Clayton started to smile as he pressed his body against hers, using it instead of his hands to hold her. This allowed both of his hands to be free to roam her body, but also allowed her to feel what reaction his body was having to her. He was standing at full mast even before his left hand slid down and around her waist to pull her even closer to him.

It was then that he kissed her, and not a small little peck. But a forceful lips and against lips, the sensation caused him to inhale sharply. His hands left their previous locations and instead came to rest on either side of her face holding her in the kiss. After a couple seconds both of them had to come up for air. But Brock was gone, he crossed the line of no return, so he next began to kiss and suck on her neck, just hard enough to not leave a mark, though it wouldn't have mattered if he did; she was his and he was hers: He had bonded without even realizing.

 

[papillon24]

She felt herself become unglued at his touch. Strong and gentle as is searched her, brushing over the overstimulated skin that covered her body. Brushing along the edge of the soft fur that had formed on the back of her neck and shoulders. Shivers ran along her spine as his fingers danced along her collarbone, and her lips parted slightly as she sucked in a small puff of air. How cold a simple touch light her afire so quickly?

His hands roamed further. Soon her breast was in his hand. They were not big by any means. Her athleticism had never allowed her the blessing of large breasts, only a B cup, but still looks like plenty on her thin frame. They were reactive and they seemed so small in his large hands. She was lost in those hands. Her mind was on overdrive as his body pressed against hers. She never thought she would care for the feeling of an Alpha pressed against her. But he felt so natural. And she did not know him. She could feel his arousal as well. His hardness pressed against her as he pulled her in closer.

His lips met hers in a soul crushing kiss. She felt the world melt away for what seemed like hours, but only a moment or two. She could feel her knees go weak and lose herself in him, in the moment. He held her face tenderly before moving to her neck. Erylis breathed heavily trying to focus on something else. Something was different. Something had changed in that moment as she was not sure of what. All she knew is she needed more. The teasing kisses on her neck brought her out of that thought.

She reached for the hem of his soft t-shirt. She needed to feel his flesh. It was an instinctual need. Swiftly she lifted it along his torso, letting her fingers dance along his sides. Once it could go no further, she nudged his arm, sending the message that he was to lift them. He took the hint and Erylis lifted the hem of his shirt over his head throwing it to the ground in a crumpled pile. She took a quick moment to run her hands along his defined abdominal muscles. He was hard an lean and everything an Alpha should be. She needed him, even wanted him. A pulsing between her legs grew in both of those feelings. And with that she reached for his belt, pulling at it forcefully, unlocking it and pulling it loose.

It was all she could to than to push him back, or attempt to. A low mating growl rattled in her throat. His teasing on her neck was not helping

 

[whtwlf1790]

Brock smiled at her and her attempt to push him off. He moved a finger to cover her mouth and he said in the clearest voice that he had had since he woke up this morning.

"Tell me to stop and I will, otherwise I am listening to your body."

Then with that Brock kissed her lips hard again, breathing in her scent. He then kissed around to her ear and after teasingly breathing into it and kissing the bottom lobe he worked his way down her neck. This was where her scent was the strongest, and where he most did not want to leave, but he knew that there was more of her lovely body to explore.

Much like she got his shirt off of him, Brock got hold of the hem of her shirt and slowly raised it over her. Even if she had tried to resist he was not going to let her when it came to this. Once off he continued kissing her upper body. This time starting on her right collar bone, and he headed down its full length till he reached where the two bones meet. Once there he kissed down her chest till he reached her breasts.

Once he got there he worked her bra over her breasts so that he could then assault them with his mouth. To help with this he lowered his mass and lifted her up and back against the wall. This placed her breasts at the perfect height for Brock to suck and lick and have his way with them while also allowing her to feel what this was causing in him.

His white fur was becoming more and more pronounced on his back, to the point that it was no longer spotted but grew in full patches. His animal nature was taking over as he began to methodically please her body in ways neither knew where possible with simple breast play.

 

[papillon24]

The assault of his lips on her skin drover her wild. His scent heightened in her nostrils as she could tell he was aroused and it was growing more and more. She loved feeling the smoothness of his skin under her hands. She especially loved the sensation of the patches of fur that were forming on him showing his wolf. It made his scent more predominate.

Her shirt raised over her head and she was lost. Lost in him. She was fueled only by her instincts. It was instinct she had never given in to and the reason she had decided to live out here alone in the first place. His lips hummed as he kissed her chest, the sensitive part where her collar bones met. Her breasts were freed from where they were encased in the soft fabric of her bra. She was grateful for it. Her nipples had begun to protrude and the material was irritating. With ease her body was lifted as the sensitive puckered flesh of her nipples was sucked between his lips.

A gasp of ecstasy escaped her lips. Her nails sharpened into small claws. She ripped at her shorts along the sides, letting them fall from her hips. The heat had been bad enough where she had not even bothered with panties. Panties would just rub and irritate.

Her body now naked. She need more of him. He still licked and nipped at her nipples, te feeling driving her wild. She her legs around his waist and hooked them behind him. Her nails dug into his shoulders, pulling him closer. Instinct told her more. Her body now pliable with the lust she had for this male.

She pressed her lips upon his neck. Inhaling she took him in. She placed kisses along the crook of his neck, intermixed with small licks. She needed to taste him. The musk, and the salt were intoxicating on her tongue

 

[whtwlf1790]

As she returned the attack Brock enjoyed the attention, and after just a few seconds he pulled her mouth from his neck and returned his lips to hers, breathing in her scent as well as tasting his own salt and musk. He pressed her harder against the wall this allowed the rest of his clothes to fall off of his changing body.

He back was now covered in white fur, soft but thick. It also gave Erylis something more to hold onto as Brock began to push against her exposed sex. His cock pressed along every possible space, sending shock waves between the both of them.

Brock then again took over and attacked her neck as she began to grind on his cock, wanting it but Brock was not letting her have it just yet.

Brock then pulls away and smiles as he positions his cock head at her opening and begins to push into her slightly, then pulls out and repeats going only fractionally deeper with every thrust.

He does this for what seems like an eternity until he is completely sheathed in her wet tight pussy.

 

[papillon24]

She was lost in his scent. The feeling of his thick fur on his back as she grabbed on. Instinct took hold on all of her senses and all she wanted in that moment was him. The strong Alpha holding her there. She needed him to mate her. Take her. Ravage the need from her body.

She gasped as his cock pressed against her sex. He was huge by what she could tell and she could feel the slick form again to ease the entry of him. Her body stretched to accommodate him. Just a little at first. His strokes were short and forceful as inch by inch he thrust deeper and deeper within her. Soon he was buried to the hilt. The tip of his pressing tightly against the opening of her womb. She held still, letting her body adjust to his length and girth. Her tight tunnel tightening and loosening, griping around his manhood.

 

[whtwlf1790]

As he entered her all the synapses in his body were firing at full, making every sensation that much stronger, making the pleasure greater and greater. Once completely inside he stopped, one to let her adjust to his size, but also to enjoy the feeling of her body completely and totally surrounding his cock.

It was then his animal took complete control and he used her position on the wall to thrust up and into her lithe body. He didn't worry about damaging the wall, or her, his body wanted, no needed to do this and there was no way his mind was going to let him do anything else.

He pressed his lips to hers and as she started to moan he moved to her neck, sucking and biting hard enough to leave marks, but neither worried about the rammifications of their actions. All they cared about was fucking each other till they couldn't go any longer, and then they would find a way to fuck more.

Brock then pulled her away from the wall, and carried her over to the bed, and once there he pinned her to the bed, folded her legs and started to drive into her as hard and fast as he could.

 

[papillon24]

Her body shuddered as he filled her fully, stretching her tight sheath and pressing tight against her tender cervix. Her head fell back as he stopped for a slight moments, letting her body adjust to the size. A low moan and growl escaped her throat as her body almost came undone at the feeling of being taken.

His thrusts continued, deeper and stronger. She could feel his need course though her body and all she could do is hold on, her claws dug into his shoulders as his lips pressed to hers. It was there she felt it. She felt the connection between them. It was subtle though the throws of passion and him thrusting in and out of her with such need. His lips biting into her neck leaving small marks. She was glad she was a loner and no one would see.

With a quick lift, as if she weighed nothing, he moved her to the bed. His large frame towering over hers. In an instant, she was pinned. He drove into her deep and hard. Erylis felt her body lost in the throws of pleasure as this male took her. Instinct driving them both.

With a gasp, she found her body flooded with waves of pleasure. So strong. It caused her to throw her head back. Her body flushed with heat and her body shuddered as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Her

 

[whtwlf1790]

Brock kept thrusting into her tight lithe body. She was under his control, and they were both along for the ride. He pounded into her harder and harder, his cock felt like it was ripping her open, but he kept going, his need and lust drove him further and further, and deeper into her pussy.

Brock then jerked out of her and began to eat her sweet pussy. He had her pinned, folded in half as her small body writed under him. He stuck his tongue deep into her sex, he felt her fur out in full as he moved to her clit as her body started to shake under him.

Brock stood up from her and let her rest for a second as he almost growled in seduction, "How do you want it now?"