The Last Werewolf (Closed)

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Chloe Moon
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Derrik
500 - Looks Mid 20's - 30's

Life could be perfect if you had the right people involved, what do you do when you have feelings for someone who was difficult? There was only one person in Chloe's life and he is as mysterious as anything. He doesn't give up a lot about himself but he is a very good friend, there were times she thought he wanted to tell her but something within him stopped him from talking. But that was the main thing with Chloe, she never forced him to say something or do something he wasn't ready for. But she had made it clear to him that she was there for him, whenever he was ready. He was the kind of person she could trust, and she had no idea how much was going to be asked of her. Every time they are close she feels like she is in a dream, he is sweet and caring and she wants to be with him. Funny thing is she had actual dreams about him, but she wanted to see how he was doing because he had been busy for a few days with nothing in particular at least nothing he would tell her. So she decided to surprise him and she wanted to surprise him with a piano piece she had in mind for him, she wrote it for him to try and express herself better.

Every time Chloe tried to express how he means to her she fucked it up every single time, and it was frustrating but it was time to break the walls they both had up to keep the other out, taking a deep breath she got ready for a moment that would stay with her forever. She had a Special Dress made. Which was partly because her grandparents were 100% Cherokee and she had a lot of Indian in her, but she had been close to her grandparents. Before both were killed in an accident at the ranch they had, she was told her love would come to her in the form of a beast. But that her love would keep him stable, she told this to her six years ago and lately she had had some serious dreams of what could be destiny perhaps? Something about full moons got to her, made her blood boil and she didn't know why. She had showered and taken time to make herself up a little, she began to walk over to his home which was only five minutes from her home. But as she walked over she felt something around her and stopped, and her fingers curled around the Moonstone necklace he gave her, in that moment she felt watched.

When she got to his home she knocked on the door and waited but she checked to see if his door was unlocked, and it was so she let herself in. "Derrik!" She called for him and she did not hear him, she didn't understand why he didn't answer but before going to his living room she slipped off her shoes by the door. She figured if he didn't hear her maybe he was close by to hear music? She didn't think much of it and she grabbed a bottled water out of the fridge and took a long drag of spring water and sighed softly. Going to the living room where his piano was and had no ideas that he was watching her from afar, and she sat down at the piano bench and sighed softly as she ran her fingers over the keys of the piano. She took a deep breath and it was time to announce herself in the only way she knew how to, and that was by her voice. She had a recorder with her as she pushed play on and played the piano, her voice bellowing every place possible in and out of his home.

Chloe's Song - Never Aloe
 
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Derrick thought back to so many years ago....back to when his clan...his family roamed freely around in secret. A quick flash of sadness passed through him as he reminisced about the way things were between them all. You see, his family had been hidden for centuries until the night that started it all and their secret was out. It was then that the hunt for werewolves began. They scattered and tried to live separately to escape detection but nothing helped. Derrik could only wait as he reveived word after word of another of his family fell. Now, he was the last one alive. He had managed to hide and live. Pushing away the naghing in his mind that he may be called a coward for hiding away but his race/breed could not be allowed to die off.

Ten years ago, he had moved again into what seemwd to be a quiet little town. Quickly making friends with Chloe, one of his neighbors whom he had met while on a run one evening. They hit it off almost immediately, spending free days and evening together. Even though neither of them had ever tried to push for that next step in their relationship. Feelings were there, sure, but maybe both were aftaid of taking the chance of ruining what they currently had. Possibly one day, she would be the key to helping build his clan again.

He watched the calendar religiously for when the full moon would arrive every month. He always managed to come up with some excuse to never leave his house, as he would lock himself in his basement before nightfall. The change was madness. Excruciating pain. But lately, as the years have moved along, something else developed with the change....an insatiable need to breed.

Derrick had been more active than usual the morning and afternoon of this month's moon. Thinking he would relax for a few minutes and lock himself up before nightfall. Unfortunately, a light nap extended well past sunset and he was pulled from his sleep by the sharp, deep pains of his body transforming. There was nothing that could be done now as in only a matter of minutes, he was once again his true self and a long, mournful howl escaped his throat as he made his way out of the house. Hunting, hunger, desire....all three ran through his body as he moved along.

He spotted someone walking down a shadowed street and sniffed the air. Stalking towards the figure, he got closer and saw it was Chloe as he watched from the shadows. His desire to attack and her familiarity fought each other inside of him and he saw her fingers curl around the moonstone hanging around her neck. He had given it to her for protection from what he knew he was.

He followed alomg in the shadows and watched her approach his house and find the hidden key before making her way inside. She called for him, but that name she used, it wasn't his. His name was Starrk, the same name as his grandfather. Derrik, was only a cover name for his human form. As he stayed outside of his house, he heard the tones from the piano begin and Chloe's voice start to sing. She had to know, he had to tell her. Her song rang out just for him it seemed. Her words haunting him and calling out. He moved around his house and tried to will himself back to his human form. Tonight was the night when he would chance everything they had. He leaned against the door and the weight of his wolven body broke through the glass and he fell forward with a howl/yell as he changed back and landed on the floor.
 
While she was playing the piano while thinking of him the whole time, made her realize she truly did love him. Derrik had been very special to her, and as she wrote the song for him memories would spill out. Writing music was the only way she could express herself. Every time she tried to tell him how much she treasured him she would studder, trip over her words. It's why she chose to write him a song, a song that was very true. While playing memories flashed within her mind as she poured her heart out to him. It's when her song came to an end, her voice stopping and the last note of the piano lingered is when she heard a sound.

A sound that scared the hell out of her, something felt wrong and she got to her feet quickly.

"Derrik??" She called to him..

In the moment she called to him she had to think of what should heard. One sound was broken glass, and the other was a howl or whimper or both perhaps? She didn't know what it was because she knew he didn't have a dog. But over and over the sounds played in her mind. She went to the back to see where the sound came from. With every step she took scared her more and more. As she continued to the back she slipped into the kitchen and grabbed a knife. First it felt like someone was watching her, now this? She wasn't going to take chances. Her mind was on Derrik the whole time. And because of that she picked up the pace in case he was in trouble. It was then she saw him, his body cut up all over.

Seeing his body on broken glass, like he went through it. The necklace glowed which was partially by him with what he was but also her emotions could be shown in the stone, much like a moon ring. She dropped the knife and ran into the bathroom to get a towel and to get it wet. But when she came back his cuts were healing?

"Hang on Derrik" she grabbed a pillow off his bed and placed it on the floor and knelt to her knees and began washing the blood off. Perhaps his wounds were not as bad as she first thought? Or perhaps her mind was playing tricks on her because the beginning of the night started off crazy for her. But it was than he looked at her, but the way he looked at her made her sad, something was on his mind. She knew something was going on and had a feeling he was going to tell her what it was.

"Derrik what's wrong? What happened" He wouldn't keep his eyes on hers. It was then she placed her hand on the side of his face making him look into her eyes and couldn't help but smile. And what she was about to say to him in his native language which was Croatian, that alone would show Derrik how much she loved him.

"You can talk to me Derrik you have no idea how much I care about you." She said with a smile.
 
Sharp pains sear through Derrik's body as he falls to the floor with the glass. Shards dig into his chest, arms, and legs as his deep sound of pain escapes. The musical sounds stop suddenly and he hears Chloe call out for him. The slight edge of fear evident in her voice. Moments later, he hears the slow sing of a knife blade as it is pulled from the knife block on the counter.

He pushes up to his hands and knees slowly and looks beneath him. Seeing the srips of blood drip to the floor from his wounds as she calls his name. Reaching up and gripping shards of glass. Low growls of pain escaping as he pulls them from his flesh. Feeling the familiar tickle as his skin slow closes itself back up and his body heals. Repeating the process over and over as she kneels next to him and wipes blood from his skin.

Knowing the proof is evident of what's happening as she looks over his body and witnesses his skin closing up. Turning his head and looking at her. Their eyes meeting and the moonstone glowing from him being so close to it. "Chloe...." he begins and pauses as he turns his face away. Feeling her sofr touch on his face and forcing his head back around.

He returns her light smile as she speaks in his native tongue, revealing that she cares about him as he does for her. "Chloe....I have to tell you something about me...." He begins again. "....Something that you may not understand at first. There is more to me than you know. Who.....what I really am." He continues to talk carefully and cautious.
 
She looked all over seeing the blood and it scared her. So many things she wanted to tell him. There was only true possibilities as to what he was. He was always warm and she honestly felt that he would never harm her. She kept wiping him down until the wound were gone. She saw how much blood he had all over I went as far as healing there is only two possibilities but only one makes sense. She shook her head placing a finger over his lips. Shaking her head. She did not need to hear a confession because all the confession would do is upset both of them and she wanted this night to be special even under the strange circumstances.

Her eyes started to well up with tears and smiled. But what she said in Croatian would probably knock him for a loop. Stroking his cheek "I trust you Derrik, you don't need to hide and you don't need to push away whatever it is you are." She smiled. The moonstone helped tell him her feelings without realizing it for now the Moonstone glowed red which indicated she was open to mating and open to creating life. Placing her hand on his cheek inches from his lips.
 
Derrik looks at her as she shakes her head slowly and presses her finger to his lips, stoppimg him from saying anything else. A flash of concern flashes across his face as her eyes begin to well up with tears. Hearing her again speak in his native language that she took the time to learn meant a lot to him and he listens as she says that she trusts him. He nods his head in understanding.

The cool blue of the stone changing to the glowing red draws his attention and his gaze drops down for a moment. Knowing exactly what the new color means, his eyes close and when he opens them back up, he is looking into her eyes once again. Except now, his eyes are changed to those of his true self. Beaded and black as he stares back at her and breathes in slow. His senses more in tune and alerted as he picks up her sexual scent.

Her hand slides over his cheek as her finger leaves his lips. He leans in and brushes his lips over hers. Their first kiss culminating after ten years of only friendship. Nothing more needs to be said. The glowing stone and his senses urging his body closer to the moment of him taking her for the first time and breeding her.
 
Chloe had no idea what seeing him change would do, how badly it would scare her. She felt his lips on her own, and she closed them feeling his twinge go into her mouth and wrap around her own. She broke the kiss for a moment, seeing need fill his eyes. She felt she need to say one last thing. "I do not know how I will take to seeing your true half, to seeing you change but as long as I know you know who I am in your true form I will be fine" looking into his eyes she nodded her head, and a second after she saw him nod. She smiled and even though she was scared and she didn't mind admiting it.

Leaning back into him she kissed him and she was the one who engaged him. That she french kissed him this time. She had no idea if he could feel, sense, or smell her desire for him. But she had a idea that if he didn't know he would in a few moments. She loved the way she felt, with her desire mixed with some fear made her feel strongly secure, she would allow him to take the lead.
 
Derrik looks at Chloe as she breaks the kiss. Both of them taking a shaky breath at what is beginning to happen between them. How it will affect both of their lives still remains to be seen but with what is happening and the full moon tonight, there is no stopping what has already been put into motion. The moonstone will protect her from him attacking or harming her but it can't do anything to quell the insatiable desire that is festering in his body. Looking at her as she expresses her honesty one last time before she leans in.

His lips part and their mouths mold together as her tongue snakes and wraps around his. His body shifts and he raises up. He can feel the burning in his body from the omcoming change butndoes what he can to stop it..He grabs her body and lifts her effortlessly from the floor and carries her through his house. All of his muscles tense as he continues to ward off the change.

Reaching the bedroom, he lowers her down to the bed. Shedding the last of hisntorn clothes from his earlier change, his erection sprinhs free in front of her as he reaches down to strip her bare except for the moonstone.
 
Chloe felt his arms grab her and lift her like she was a feather. She squealed a little but with a smile on her face so she could show that it was a thrill and not a shrill from fear, she couldn't help but look outside the window as he took her into the bedroom and she could see the full moon. She had a feeling it was beckoning him to change. And yet when she looked into his eyes she could tell he was fighting it off. It was that action in itself that showed how much he loved her. She did not know if he was in any pain from keeping it at bay. When she saw his erection spring free she better let so many emotions could be seen in her eyes love curving very horny and thrill coming off her body.

Her eyes locked back onto his, Her arms outstretched for him. She spread her legs in a Welcoming sort of way. Her body tan and well-groomed everything shaved and perfect. When she felt his body touch hers she truly was enjoying this time with him. Placing her hand against his cheek. "Derrik if it hurts don't fight the change" she didn't give him the chance at saying anything for she kissed him deeply
 
Derrik looked down at her body laid back across his bed. Her body toned and bare before him. Her sex glistening in the faint light as the moonstone's red glow pulses lightly. Hearing her tell him to not fight the change as he crawls onto the bed between her splayed legs. Dipping his head and returning her kiss as a low growl from his throat muffles against her kiss. The swollen head of his cock brushes against her bare lips as he lowers himself down.

Rolling his hips slowly, he starts to slip inside of her. Feeling her tightness push back against him. Realizing for the first time that she is a virgin. He pauses for a moment, but his desire for her and his need to extend his bloodline takes over. His hands and body pin her to the bed beneath him as he pushes forward a bit more forcefully. Feeling her body open up to him completely as he claims her virginity and fills her for the first time with a growl/moan.
 
When he penetrated her she heard him go from moaning to growing like moanc. Her heart felt like it was going to explode, but she held him close. When he pushed right into her taking her virginity, her eyes rolled in the back of her head and threw head back crying out. Derrik was special and always was. Chloe could feel the change within because he was being rough, which turned her more making her grown. So if she moaned or looked at him different it would mean she felt so much please.

"Derrik!" She cried when she could find the words. She knew that with the beast coming this would be the first time seeing him in his other form since the accident. Chloe raised her legs, each leg resting on a hip. When she caught his eye them seemed like they were changing color, though she had no clue if she was imaging it. She shook the feeling off and smiled.

"Derrik" She managed to say her hand to his cheek. "Whatever happens I trust you and I always will, you don't have to struggle while we make love. I accept what you are and will love your true form as well. And if you do turn I do not want you to turn back, or get up right a way I will prove what I promise."

She did not give him a change to speak. Her lips were on him, her lips and body was getting very hot.
 
Listening to her moans mix with his as he fills her. His hips press and grind against hers as he looks down at her. Her eyes seemingly searching his for some type of answer. Her soft lips part and he wonders what she is about to say. The corners of his mouth turn up into a light smile as she cries out his name. His body rocking and moving against hers as he slides gently in and out of her.

His muscles tight and body trembling as he continues to try and hold back the oncoming change. Looking into her eyes again as her hand slides over his cheek and she reassures him yet again. His eyes drift down and looks at the moonstone again. The red glow pulsing faster like a heartbeat. His eyes close and a guttural groan escapes his throat as his body jerks and arches. The sounds of bones snapping echo as his body shifts and starts to contort and change. Dark hair sprouting from his skin all over as every part of him starts to shapeshift.
 
Chloe was happy when you finally allowed herself to go to change and in that moment as she heard his bones change, shifting into something else. "That's it sweetheart" she murmered. She grew concerned not for what the beast might do to her. She didn't worry about it because She trusted him and she knew he wouldn't let anything happen to her it's part of the reason she was willing to do this. And the second reason is because she loved more than life and if he was going to hurt her he would have already and she was content knowing that.

bad in the fact that they love each other very muchbut something about about the dug her fingers into his back, feeling more and more fur. And felt the bones morphing into what his true form was.

"Keep looking into my eyes, I'm sorry I can't take away any of the pain." She said with a lot of sorrow in her voice
 
Derrik's body continues to shift into its werewolf form as he lays over the top of Chloe. Feeling her hands and arms grip him tightly as he trembles and moves. His face and mouth elongating into that of the wolf and his teeth and fangs grow sharper. His eyes change as he looks at her and she tries to apologize for the pain that is coursing through his body. The change completes in only a few seconds even though it seemed like much longer.

Derrik's newly shaped claws grip Chloe's body as he thrusts rougher into her. The need and desire of breeding her taking over as he begins to rock quickly in and out of her.
 
There were no words that could be given because she could see the pain coursing through his eyes feeling his body tends as it reshapes hearing sound she never thought you had ever hear the lucky gave her she knew it was apologetic it caused her some pain as well because he grew huge inside her even more so because now he was knotted to her. Chloe grips on to him grabbing onto his beautiful for that matched his hair color his eyes still the same but brighter and more pure if that made sense.

This was the one that saved her life that tore the door open to help her out carefully and always careful. "Oh Derrick!" She cried with a smile on her face. Using what strength she had she thrust her hips up causing him to go right down into her inviting womb. It caused her to gasp a mix of pleasure and pain. Her body slowly getting tighter around him. In a matter of moments her orgasm would trigger his and she would possibly conceive.
 
Their bodies locked together as Derrik's wolven frame moves frantically above her. His bed creaking and shaking as he thrusts harder and rougher into her. Feeling her womb stretch open around his knotted member as he drives deeper. Listening as she cries out his name and rocks her body back up against his.

Her insides trembling and tightening around him as their movements together quickly speed both of them towards their impending orgasms. Chloe's nails digging into his back as she holds onto him tightly and Derrik's claws digging into her hips and ass as his thrusts continue.
 
She had so many thoughts racing through her mind as her body was preparing for something that was part of her destiny. She cried out more when she saw his nails rack for skin but where he was digging into her from his claws it was weird how she felt pain but more pleasure than anything in the back of her head remember what her grandmother told her she would be the mother of an old race, one that was nearly extinct.

Finally she threw her head back her hips thrust into his as everything open up to him she didn't know what possessed her but she said 3 words

"I accept You" as her orgasm shook her almost violently
 
Their bodies moving as one with a common goal. Both searching for the incredible climax that they are moving and working towards. Her nails digging deeper into his back as she holds on. Driving him forward. The moonstone glow pulsing so rapidly it is almost like a solid light.

Her body suddenly jerks up against his as she moans out that she accepts him. He thrusts forward. Even deeper, if that is possible and his body shudders. A low groan/howl begins to escape from his thick wolven throat as his body grinds roughly against her. An insane climax takes over and the knots inside of her pulse is succession as his seed floods into her womb.
 
When she felt his seed flowing into her, her eyes opened up looking into his eyes, her dark brown eyes turned into wolfen green eyes. The way he looked at her when he saw her eyes turn green it was then she knew she was with child. Chloe placed her hand on her stomach. Unfortunately what she was about to find out, a human getting pregnant by a werewolf would be extremely painful because her pregnancy is only 2 months instead of the normal nine.

Looking up at him she smiled"I love you" something inside her made her crave him again but said nothing. Before he had a chance to pull out she used her strength to put him under her. "Why do I crave you again" she said a small growl heard in her voice, she moved her hips into him. Hoping to "wake" his desire for her.
 
Looking down into her eyes as he claims her body as his and breeds her. Filling her womb with his wolven seed. Knowing he is extending his race with her and the changes will take effect in her quickly.

Hearing her say that she loves him. An amalgation of both of their lives intertwining together in a pivotal moment. Suddenly she flips both of them on the bed and she is straddling his body. Her body rolls and grinds down onto him again with renewed vigor. His long slender fingers grip her bare hips tightly as she rocks her hips beginning to ride him harder and faster.
 
She enjoyed the feel of him inside her her heart racing. "God Derrik you feel so good inside me" she moaned. Before him her body changed she felt something and it made her ride him faster, when her eyes opened they were her eyes but her eyes looked like a wolf.

She cried out as her breats became swollen with milk, and her stomach looked like she was three months pregnant.
 
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