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| He watches her come out of the diner, His eyes seem to be fixed on hers all the time she is getting into the car She drifts off in a haze, thinking she sees the dark blonde stranger above her She knows what to do They snarl and hiss as they circle her, but this time she feels no fear She steps back a little, opens her legs, and moves over Him, straddling His pelvis The meal being average, she cleans herself up, but is disturbed by a thunderous noise coming from the distance The snapping of a twig wakes her, it's already dark, the almost full moon rising from the horizon She wakes the next morning, dry and naked in the bed Touching stories of eternal devotion, uninhibited submission to Him, although many with over tones of unwillingness But it was the first story that intrigued her the most He seems to be looking right in her eyes, and He bares His teeth without a snarl and circles her as she stands frozen still His piecing eyes scan from all around her But she stands her ground He seems to grin One thought kept racing through her head Her dreams are filled with a dark stranger with long hair surrounded by wolves She looks over and catches His gaze again, and He smiles once more As He leaves His eyes are fixed on her, he pauses again, looking deep into her eyes and taking a deep breath through His nose And as if He does, without a word spoken, He leans forward and kisses her, His hand on her cheek Her arms wrap around His back, her nails drag across His skin, but He does not flinch, even when she digs them in deep He leans back and motions to her He is slamming into her now, and she feels almost dry of fluids He seems to grow inside her, almost tearing her pink flesh The wolves howl and growl, circling her, and she seems to get drowsy and leans back in the bath Then He sits next to her on the bed and looks deep into her eyes She screams and passes out A flower lays on top of the Leather Book beside her, and her arm is bandaged The cave empty except for her, the other and Him As she turns back towards the cabin, wolves appear from all directions and surround her Pumping into her, giving her His full length He sits on the bed and pulls her between His legs, and starts kissing her breasts, sucking and biting her nipples She wakes late, covered in sweat They writhe with passion, and He looks deep into her eyes as He throbs inside her She pulls in to the quaint little town for supplies She slips her clothes off and touches the water with her foot, checking the tub is not too hot Then His face seems to contort and He lets out a huge growl She falls asleep with the book in her lap She feels Him get hard between her legs, and He feels her get moist for Him A small greasy little place, she takes a booth, noticing the place is filled with men, none of whom look up from their meals as she passes by The other strikes forward several times, asserting her position Flashes of flesh, her body naked, the stranger above her and packs of wolves She is paralized with fear She watches Him as He walks to the counter, and purchases cigarettes And with that she let out a howl that the whole pack understood Once the fire is going, she curls up on the bed, with a candle next to the bed, and the Leather Book by her side She bounds out of bed, lands on all fours, and runs out the open door She rubs her body with the warm water, and leans back and rest her head of the tub After thirty seconds there is a shrill yelp from the other, and she clams a little harder on the other's throat, then releases her She notices the one closest to Him, she seemed different from the pack As she grabs the last she can carry and hears a rustling behind her She parks in front of the supermarket, between the pub and the diner He doesn't seem surprised And with one movement He is inside her Especially the first one She looks down at the hand drawn map to double check She gets up, throws her jogging suit on, grabs a piece of fruit and decides to explore her surroundings The one He calls "Alpha" She hears a growl and sees the wolf watching her After ordering her meal, she stares out the window, thinking how strange it is that there's not another woman in sight A search for one who is equal, yet subservient, one who is the leader, yet His slave At the height of the mountains, a sign "I am the one" It seemed to be filled with hand written poems, all by different authors, all seemingly odes to someone only referred to as Him He pays her no mind as she nuzzles through the pack, just another of His bitches She looks up at the moon shining so bright, almost full Just the thought of the solitude, the peacefulness, the time for her for once, fills her with joy Groceries for the next week should do Now He is above her, deep between her legs They all reach the cave, and enter one by one She awakens alone on the bed Then suddenly He sits up and swings them around He lunges at the stick and tears it from your hands and His paws land on the side of the bath, and scratch your arm She leans forward and kisses his lips, fondling His long hair Something she is not at all used to Another little man serves her meal, and she wolfs it down, not feeling very comfortable, but understanding the sometimes distant country attitude towards strangers He walks into the diner and passes her, seeming to pause and take a deep breath She places it on the table and leaves the cabin for some wood for the fire Loading her arms up with wood, she hears a distant howl The moon is large on the horizon, not quite full She packs away the groceries and throws her things in the robe, where she finds a strange leather book, untitled The two growling at each other, eyes fixed, teeth bared She gathers he groceries and pays the timid grocer, a small balding man, who eyes never seem to look up from the floor After loading the car, she thinks a fast meal at the diner might be in order tonight She turns round with a startle, and before her is a sleek black wolf, with silver markings on His chest and feet He sat blot upright, watching the two circling He sits insides licking his paws Upon her return she starts a small fire next to the tub, watches it quickly turn to coal, and spreads it around the steal tub The full moon rises in the night sky Alexandria, population 666 She has never seen such a gorgeous place, the fresh air filling her lounges, huge trees stretching towards the sky She thinks what an old soul this Man must be She lays a little more small wood on the coals while she fills the tub with a little water No electricity, no hot water, just a tank with a tap and a large old tub, beside the woodpile He moves off towards the trees and pauses to look back, then He disappears She is bounding through the forest, wolves gather and join her She cannot seem to get over the beauty of His words, melting every time she re-reads it Rubbing her body against Him, their nipples hard and against each other A large motorbike roars up and parks next to her car, ridden by a handsome man with no helmet, long blonde hair and a rough beard, draped from head to toe in black leather and a small silver skull earring He sits her on the bed, turns and lights the fire She is now His one pure bred She rides Him for what feels like hours Different like herself The other leaves the cave limping, and the pack tends to her wounds He stands up in front or her and undresses The cabin is beautiful but basic, tucked away in the hills far from anyone His head follows her car as she pulls out, watching her drive off 'She is finally here' He whispers As she looks up at Him, she sees Him as a black wolf that is riding her He sits on His motorbike and smokes a cigarette, as she pays for her meal oo0_master_0oo She falls asleep and dreams of Him again Weaving her way through the forest, down valleys, through brooks He seems to see inside her, she wonders if He senses her desires She bares her teeth to them, and they seem to get startled They run as a pack to Him A tingle runs over her body, almost a shiver Then with one strike she leaps forward and has the other by the throat Large candles adorn each wall, a large bed and robe on one side, a fire place separates the other side with a bench, cupboards and a small table with two chairs she was truly in heaven He takes her hand and leads her inside the cabin She slowly grabs a stick and waves it at Him, trying to scare Him away A beautiful story of a search for love, a true love, a perfect love She stands and undresses for Him, her clothes fall to the floor the story of His search for the "Alpha" He smiles and leaves, the first smile she have seen from anybody here He seems to look right into her eyes, tenderly licks the wound, then drops off the bath and bounds off into the forest She opens it, intrigued by the old leather binding They nestle in around him, keeping Him warm She knows what she is She pours a little water into the tub and washes her face A rustic little building as the town seems to be She spends the day in bed, reading the poems again and again The crisp mountain air fills her car as she cruises along the winding road, hoping this cabin will take her mind of him Then the blonde stranger appears from the woods, and the wolves all scurry away, into the forest She gathers her composure and takes the wood inside and locks the bolt on the door But when he is out of sight, wolves appear from every direction, surrounding her in the tube, unable to escape He moves close and circles the bath, eyes on her, teeth bared, nose in the air He howls with His back arched, and unloads into her, filling her with warmth They drop to the ground and writhe and struggle and clamp The sun almost about to rise |
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