Journey to the Past

The Beast continued to fuck with reckless abandon. It growled, snarled and panted as its hips slapped and bucked repeatedly against Jessica's. Her moans and cries only urged him on further.

At last, it let out another long and triumphant howl as its cocked pulsed and released its warm seed deep inside her. Again and again, the Beasted roared and thrusted, each thrust releasing more cum into her pussy.

Despite its explosive orgasm, the Beast heeded her words and continued its fucking, pressing hard and faster, pushing Jessica toward her own.
 
At the sound of the beast's long growly howl which this time sounded more triumphant, it had sent Jessica over the edge as he continued to drive into her, over and over again. Jessica herself, let out a long cry of ecstasy as she came, gushing all over the beasts huge rod. Her breathing was erratic and all she could do was lean against him as she tried to catch her breath.

What had just happened felt like centuries of love being held back, in a way it felt like they had been torn apart from one another and had just consumated a love from long, long ago. It was foolish to think such things because she hadn't known Eric very long, but for some reason she felt as though no matter what form he was in, she'd always love him, that she had always loved him.

This was the cause for her next words.

"I love you, Eric..."
 
"I love you, Eric..."

The Beast comprehended her words. Part of it remained human and still understood. Part of it longed to express the same feelings for her, had it been able to form the words. But this was not the part in control now. The desires of the Beast were primarily carnal now.

However, for a brief moment, its human side seized control. Its eyes softened, it coo-ed lightly in her eye in the same puppy like manner it had the other night when it was not under the influence of the full moon, and its clawed hand gently touched her cheek in a tender gesture. Mere seconds later, its eyes closed and it shuddered briefly as its bestial side re-exerted control. The lustful look returned and the Beast withdrew its slickened cock from Jessica and unleashed another long howl.

The Beast looked out at the estate's lands. It longed to run with the female now, hunting, feeding and taking her again. However it sensed that she wasn't prepared for this yet. She was not yet like the Beast. Another thought came to the Beast. It seized the female, scooping her up in its arms and carried her back inside the mansion. Silently it carried her up the stairs to the bedchamber of the man. There, at the foot of the bed, it pulled the sheets down and took her again, plunging its again erect cock into her pussy from behind. This time it was rougher than it had been before, greedily kneading at her breasts with its clawed hands and aggressively pounding away at her pussy as its hips slapped against her ass and thighs.

As Eric's servants stayed in quarters on another part of the estate, few heard the howls of the Beast as it took Jessica again and again throughout the night.
 
Jessica smiled as he cooed towards her, understanding what his silent words meant, that he loved her. He...loved ...her! It was like a phrase she had been longing to hear for years, centuries even. Eric loved her. She smiled up at him as his clawed hand lightly brushed her cheek. In a millisecond later, she could see the lustful look in his eyes.

She gave a small whimper as he pulled out of her. Soon, she was in his rugged arms as he carried her to his bedroom and took her once more. This time, more roughly, in a more animalistic way. It felt so wrong, so forbidden, so dangerous, which made it all the more enticing.

After being taken, again and again during the night. Sleep called to Jessica as she allowed her eyes to droop and finally close. This had been around one a.m in the morning..
 
Sleep called to the Beast as well and soon they were fast asleep, their bodies wrapped around one another.

Around 3am, something caused the Beast to stir from its slumber. Without stirring Jessica, it silently crept from their bed chamber and down the stairs. It slipped out onto the balcony and observed a young doe casually crossing the great lawn of the estate. The Beast sniffed, taking in the scent of live prey. With one great bound, the Beast surged over the wall and down to the grounds below. It sprang forward, closing the gap on the deer in seconds. As the deer neared the forest, the Beast leapt in front of it, whirled and merely touched the doe's throat. The terrified animal jerked right and scurried off into the woods. The Beast paused, reared its head and howled in triumph. Something, perhaps its human side, had prevented it from killing the deer. Instead, this had been like some great game. Fun.

Eager to further breathe the nighttime air, the Beast spent the next hour running through the forests, playing its strange version of "tag" with an assortment of nocturnal creatures. Around 4am, the Beast grew bored with the game and returned to the female sleeping in its bed chamber. It curled up beside her again and drifted off to sleep.

------------------

Around 8am, Eric stirred from his slumber. His neck and back were stiff, but he quickly realized this was from his position lying on the floor of his bedroom. The discovery of Jessica's nude form beside him nearly made him jump out of his skin. How had this happened? He searched his memory, but everything from the night before was hazy at best. He remembered the wine on the balcony and feeling sick. But then...

He was certain he and Jessica had had sex. Several times. He sighed to himself. It had been amazing, mind blowing sex too, but the details were still sketchy.

He cuddled back up beside Jessica and gently kissed her cheek. He noticed a small scratch and bit of dried blood on her shoulder, but figured he might have gotten a bit carried away.
 
Jessica woke up around 9 am that morning. Her eyes fluttered open as she stared at Eric. For a moment it took her awhile to figure out what happened, it wasn't that she didn't know what was going on, it was just the memories from last night were clear, Eric had been more hairier, just as the night before, with sharp claws, claws that dug into her during their very rough lovemaking...and now, he was...back to normal?

It made no sense, non whatsoever. Still, just like the night before she couldn't help but feel like it had been right, like this was how it was supposed to happen. She didn't understand why she felt that way, she just did. She nuzzled her nose against Eric's chest.

"Eric.." She whispered, "you awake?"

If he mentioned anything about last night, anything that a guy normally wouldn't mention, like...turning into some sort of beast in bed, then she would know she wasn't going crazy.
 
Eric stirred as she whispered to him. Slowly his eyes opened to meet hers.

"Jessica..." he whispered. "Wha... what happened last night?"

Eric drew her close, gently stroking her hair as she rested her head on his chest. He didn't know how to say what he needed to say, but resolved to try. She might think him mad, but it needed to be said.

"I... I know we... we made love, but... I think something happened to me. I have strange memories of... of not really being me. I... I think I... changed. Into some sort of beast..."

Their eyes met and in that instant he knew it hadn't been a dream or dillusion.

"Jessica, I... I think I'm a... a werewolf."

Jessica's ring, which was still on the chain around her neck, sparkled.
 
For a moment, Jessica's heart sank as Eric asked her what happened. So, he hadn't even remembered the best night of their lives, the...the best night of her life? That was horribly disappointing. This of course meant he didn't remember he confession of love, which was in a way good because she barely knew him to confess such things.

"I..." she started, "You don't remember?"

"I... I know we... we made love, but... I think something happened to me. I have strange memories of... of not really being me. I... I think I... changed. Into some sort of beast..."

Flashes of what happened the night before quickly came to mind. He had changed into a sort of beast, she wasn't sure what kind but it gave her some relief that he remembered that much. It gave her confidence not to think she'd gone crazy ...or watched too many horror movies. Her eyes flicked down, not able to say anything, finally she looked up, her look betraying that something had happened.

"Jessica, I... I think I'm a... a werewolf."

As the ring glinted in the sunlight, the only thing she could actually hear was the confession of being a werewolf, not the uncertainty of it, just the phrase 'I'm a...a...werewolf.'

Jessica was quiet for a second, her heart pulsed quickly not from fear but of excitement. It was like this confession had been said once before but something inside of her told her not to run away, to flee in fear because what was there to be afraid of.

Instead, she gave the saucy reply, " It could be worse, you could possibly think you're a vampire." Jessica hadn't moved away in fear, but still clung to him as though she didn't want to let him go.
 
"It could be worse, you could possibly think you're a vampire."

Eric smiled slowly, his fears dissipating slightly at her jest. He kissed her forehead and gently stroked her hair.

"I don't know what happened last night, Jessica, but I do know that... that I love you. But... what did happen last night? Please, you must tell me what you recall, no matter how strange or terrible it was."

Their eyes met.

"Please, Jessica. I must know."
 
Jessica bit her lip. Should she tell him? He wanted to know but the last time she confronted him about it he didn't believe her! Jessica pursed her lips and then finally spoke," Well we saw each other at a gathering and you invited me over and we had wine and then..,"

Again, Jessica pursed her lips. Did he really not remember?

"The moon was out and you changed, got hairier.."
 
"The moon was out and you changed, got hairier.."

Eric's eyes grew glassy, his mind drifting, struggling to recall the previous night's events. After a long silence he finally spoke.

"Then... then it really happened? Oh God, Jessica... are you alright? I... I hope I didn't harm you... or frighten you."

Eric searched for the words, unsure of what to say. The world seemed to spin around him and he felt nauseous.

"I... I'm going to be sick," he gasped, struggling to his feet and stumbling toward the bathroom.
 
"Then... then it really happened? Oh God, Jessica... are you alright? I... I hope I didn't harm you... or frighten you."

"No you didn't as you can see I'm perfectly fine." Jessica said with a tiny smile," in fact you were a ..."

"I... I'm going to be sick,"

As Eric rushed to the bathroom, a concerned look crossed Jessicas face. Slowly she followed him, trying to block out the sounds of vomitting."Eric? Are you alright?" She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.
 
Eric slowly raised his head and rinsed his mouth in the sink. Turning to Jessica, he embraced her and held her close.

"Jessica, please... you have to tell me everything that happened. I need to know."

Eric's mind was racing. How had this happened? How had he been cursed like this?
 
Jessica brushed her hair out of her face then nodded slowly,"Alright but it wasn't anything bad, I assure you Eric." She took a deep breath and tried to resurface everything that happened."You tried to get me to leave, when you started changing..but I couldn't bring myself to do so."

Jessica paused, then continued" When you had completely changed it was like you were still you but not you at the same time, as though I was with someone else.." She took another breath, " you couldn't speak but we had a method for communicating. if you growled it meant no and when you licked me it meant yes. I'm not sure how it came about but..," Jessica blushed a deep shade of red. " We made love.." she whispered trying to hide her blush, and that it had been the most amazing sex she had ever had.
 
Eric breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing he hadn't hurt her. He embraced her again and listened to her carefully as she recounted the previous night's events.

The events were hazy in his mind, but he recalled some. He remembered the change and the pain. And then taking her on the balcony. And then carrying her to his room and taking her again. And then chasing the doe on the lawn before returning to her side and sleeping.

As they embraced again, he glanced at the cut on her shoulder.

"Jessica, there was a full moon last night. The first of three nights. If this is like the legends, I... I may change again tonight and tomorrow. We need to figured out what brought this on and if there's a way to uncurse me... or turn it off or whatever.

"And it gets worse. Your... your shoulder. I think I scratched you and I remember licking the wound and tasting your blood. If my... condition... can be transmitted, you might be at risk too."
 
"Jessica, there was a full moon last night. The first of three nights. If this is like the legends, I... I may change again tonight and tomorrow. We need to figured out what brought this on and if there's a way to uncurse me... or turn it off or whatever.

"And it gets worse. Your... your shoulder. I think I scratched you and I remember licking the wound and tasting your blood. If my... condition... can be transmitted, you might be at risk too."


Jessica hadn't even noticed the mark on her shoulder. She frowned and looked at it, wow she had totally forgotten the little scratch he made during their love making.She found herself blushing a rosy pink. Jessica couldn't find the words to reply for awhile.

After a few minutes of silence she looked at him and asked," Do you really think you're cursed?"

For some reason her mind couldn't wrap around the fact that he was cursed, it didn't seem right or plausable.

"I don't believe that's it. This may sound crazy but do you think it could run in your family or something?"
 
"I don't believe that's it. This may sound crazy but do you think it could run in your family or something?"

"I... I don't know. I don't think so. This has never happened to me or any of my relatives before, why would it suddenly start now?

"Jessica, I must be cursed. What else can this be? It's like so much of last night is hazy... I remember a few things... images and sensations really. And the feelings. I remember... lusting for you. Wanting you..."

Eric's voice trailed off as he looked away for a moment. Slowly, he turned his gaze back to hers.

"Jessica, it frightens me to say this, but somehow I know I changed last night. That I became... a monster. And part of me... likes it. And wants more of it. And wants... you."

His eyes took on a dark, menacing and lustful gleam.
 
"Jessica, it frightens me to say this, but somehow I know I changed last night. That I became... a monster. And part of me... likes it. And wants more of it. And wants... you."

A shot of excitement ran down Jessicas spine. Honestly she didn't mind that part of him, what he'd become the night before. The ring around her neck shone brightly and she felt like she was in another time, another place but the same situation.

"Jessica, I become a monster, try to understand. I'm dangerous, not good for you.... and a part of me likes it, but I've become attached to you, what you do to me. I want more of it, I want you

It took Jessica a moment to come back to reality.

She saw the lustful look in Erics eye.

Jessica swallowed hard and smiled," Glad I have that effect on you. I want you too.."
 
Eric's heart leapt at Jessica's words.

"Jessica... stay with me today... tonight... again. Please. I need to be with you. If I... if I change again... I feel as if only you can... can tame the beast inside me. I don't know what I might do without you. If I might... hurt someone..."

Eric embraced Jessica, not wanting to let go.
 
Jessica blushed at Erics words. She didn't think she was that special but... who was she to deny such a handsome man who didn't want her to leave.

"Of course I'll stay with you Eric." She smiled and felt warm and fuzzy inside as he pulled her close.

No, not warm and fuzzy. She felt for the first time in her life... complete.
 
Eric drove Jessica back to her estate to fetch a change of clothes. They spent the afternoon relaxing and enjoying one another's company.

Late in the afternoon, Owen was making his way back to the house after having completed some chores on the grounds. As he entered the garden, he spotted Eric and Jessica lounging side by side in reclining chairs in the shade.

"Ahem," he cleared his throat.

Eric didn't react, seeming to not notice this assistant groundskeeper.

"Ahem!" he cleared his throat again, staring directly at Jessica.
 
For a minute Kessica didn't notice Owens prescence not until the second more clear 'ahem'. It caused her to jump and turn."Oh hi Owen." She flashed him a smile. "I wasn't expecting you today we were supposed to meet up or something?"

She pushed her dark brown hair out of her eyes,"You remember Eric right?"By the look on Owens face she realized that he did remember him. Part of her felt satisfied and victorious that two guys wanted her. Another part of her felt guilty.
 
Owen stared at Eric for a moment, his eyes narrowing. Inexplicably, Eric felt a deep feeling of hostility rise from within his gut and he glared back at Owen.

"Oh, you must be one of the servants. Would you mind fetching us some more drinks?" Eric asked, a hint of disdain in his voice.

Owen's eyes smoldered with anger, his mouth opening to respond, but he addressed Jessica instead.

"Jessica, if I might speak with you. Alone."

Owen turned and motioned toward the garden.
 
Jessica frowned, what was wrong with Owen? He seemed... upset about her appearance with Eric, almost ... jealous! The ring glinted again in the non existent light of the foyer.

"Alright, I guess. Eric, I'll be back shortly."

She walked out towards thegarden and waited for Owen to speak."Owen, you okay?" she asked, with a concerned tone. Why did this scenario seem so incredibly familiar?
 
Once they were alone, Owen turned to address Jessica, his eyes blazing.

"What are you DOING with him, Jessica? You may not realize it, but that man is a chronic womanizer. His reputation precedes him. He's dangerous. Dangerous!"

Owen swallowed hard, a hint of fear crossing his face.

"There was a young woman... a servant girl who worked at the Smythe estate. Her name was Emily. She was murdered about 9 months ago. They found her body... badly mauled, as if by some sort of animal. She was rumored to be having dalliances with Eric. The police have been unable to prove it, but he was a suspect. And... her body was found on his estate!

"Please Jessica, I beg you... don't put yourself in such danger!"
 
Back
Top