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Copyright ©2008 Selena Illyria
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Full Moon Sweat slipped over Iain’s skin as he ran, his heart threatening to beat out of his chest with every stride. His muscles burned with effort. He was on the verge of collapse, but he could smell her, sense her on the edge of the wood. The change back to human form had been harder than before. He had rushed things in his eagerness to be reunited with Katherine. There, his mind cried as he burst through a thick line of the trees to find her standing in the middle of a bright, moonlit clearing. A growl passed his lips as he ran to her, ignoring his body’s protest. Arousal and anger warred within him. Didn’t she know others of his kind were in the woods that very night? Didn’t she understand the danger she was in? He was only a few feet from Katherine when she slipped her fur lined coat from her shoulders, catching him completely off guard. He didn’t even notice when it hit the ground, all he could see was her naked form, mocha skin bathed in the silver light from above. He didn’t halt his steps until he was before her. Reaching out he tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, watching her shiver at the light touch. “You shouldn’t be here,” he stated. She shook her head. “You need me. Let me take care of you tonight.”
He didn’t want to admit it but shifting did take its toll on his body and mind. He was on the verge of collapse. He tried to hide his labored breathing, ordering his body to calm down, it refused to do so. She reached up and caressed his face, trailing her fingers down his neck, over his chest. Her hand settled on his heart and his body surprised him by calming down just a bit. Her touch soothed the wildness that still ran through his veins. “You’re my mate, I should be taking care of you.” She shook her head and stepped back, “You are so stubborn. I may not know what it’s like for you after shifting but I’ve seen the aftereffects from your father. You’ll need someone to help you and you’re going to accept my help whether you like it or not.” He nearly growled at the mention of his father. He couldn’t help but wonder what she had seen after his father’s shifting. “Nothing happened. I took him soup, made sure he regained his strength, gave him assistance when he needed it, but nothing happened.” She turned away from him and he felt like an idiot. Of course nothing had happened. Still, after the full moon shifting a werewolf was half mad. They craved meat, and sex. Iain turned his attention to Katherine and watched her sink down to a blanket she’d spread out. She held out her hand. “Join me.” It was a soft command he couldn’t resist. He lay down next to her, closed his eyes, and waited. It took a few moments and then he felt a damp cloth. She bathed him, running the rough fabric over his body in soothing small circles. He sighed in contentment. Only his mother had washed him, but that was when he was a pup. He inhaled deeply and smelled the musky scent of lavender. He groaned when the cloth wrapped around his now hardened cock. She stroked his shaft with the cloth. His hips began to move on their own accord as his stomach tightened, heat flooded his body.
“That’s it Iain, let me take care of you,” she increased her strokes and he groaned, his hips picking up the pace. A cold breeze brushed over his body. He hardly noticed. All he felt, all he could concentrate on was her hand moving up and down his cock. He hissed when he felt her take hold of his balls, cupping them in her hand, rolling them gently. He was lost in a haze of heat and arousal. He didn’t want her hand wrapped around his cock when he came. He wanted to be inside of her, feeling her wet heat as she clenched around his shaft. He wanted to watch her come just before he lost it. “Katherine,” he groaned. “Sweetheart, fuck me. I need to feel you all around me when I come. Not some fucking cloth.” “I’m in charge here, so just lie back and relax.” He shook his head. “I need you.” She squeezed him just below the crown of his shaft and he groaned. She removed the cloth and he felt the first swipe of her tongue on his cock head. She lapped at the slit before swirling her tongue over the broad surface. She engulfed the head of him in her mouth, slowly sliding her lips over his cock. He wanted to reach up, bury his hand in her hair and urge her to take more of him into her mouth, but couldn’t move. “Baby, please,” he begged, not sure what he was asking for. He hit the back of her throat and nearly cried out when she swallowed him. Her throat clenched and then relaxed around him, the feeling almost as good as her pussy. Her head bobbed up and down, her hand continued to fondle his balls, tugging gently. “Yes, baby, just like that. Faster, harder, gods this feels so good.” His hips moved up and down faster, his fingers clutching the blanket beneath him. He was so close, on a knife’s edge. “I’m so close. Fucking hell,” he cried out when he felt the pinch of her hand on his nipple. Electricity shot through him, his stomach clenched. His balls, which she had released to grab his nipple, drew closer to his body as the fire danced along his spine. His cock twitched in her mouth, he was about to come. He opened his mouth to warn
her but didn’t get the words out in time. He spurted his seed into her mouth. His hips continued to pump until his balls were empty. Panting hard, he slowed his movement. Her tongue licked up the last traces of his seed before gently letting his now flaccid cock slip from her lips. With great care she cleaned him up again and then curled up beside him. He bent his head and kissed her forehead. “Thank you,” he whispered. “You’re welcome.”
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