Beast of Dreams Page 5

  A surge of desire went through her. It was time to show this wolfan she was no meek female easily intimidated by a dominant male. She looked at him, a bit of an evil smile on her face. “Why don’t you try to take me and I’ll show you?”

  He made a lunge toward her, but she backed off just enough to move in a circle around him, in a crouched stance, keeping eye contact with him as he moved to stay facing her. Suddenly, he found himself flying through the air to land on his stomach. She jumped on him, riding his back, and put his arm in a joint-lock, causing the slightest movement to shoot a sharp pain up his arm and shoulder.

  After the wind came back into his lungs, he growled, “What in the goddamn hell was that?”

  “Aikido.” She tightened the hold a bit, receiving an answering yelp from him. “You sure like to swear a lot, wolfan. Didn’t your wolfan parents teach you better manners?” She laughed heartily and tightened the hold a tad more, enjoying the sound of him groaning in a bit of well-deserved pain. “Aikido is basically noncombative. The idea is to be in harmony with one’s opponent.”

  “Harmony? You call this noncombative? I feel like you’re going to pull my arm right out of my socket,” he said, his tone irascible. “You can let me go now.”

  “Only if you promise to shut your mouth about predators that don’t even live on this continent—and stop flashing your fangs at me,” she said.

  Secretly pleased that she was unafraid of him, he said, “Okay. I promise I won’t tease you any more about the predators on Eridani.”

  She released the pressure on his arm only to find herself suddenly flung underneath him. He held her wrists to the ground and used his body weight and legs to hold her immobile. She stared up into amber eyes.

  “This…isn’t fair.”

  “Life isn’t supposed to be fair, Amanda.” He leaned down and took her mouth in a long, drugging kiss. When he heard her soft moans, he lifted his head to look down at her. Her lips were slightly swollen and damp from the intense kiss. He whispered seductively in her ear, “It isn’t fair when you find a beautiful woman in the woods, letting you chase her, who entices you into a cave and disappears after she…has her climax.” He turned his head back to look at her directly, passion smoldering in his eyes.

  Amanda looked at him, speechless. She was in the midst of a sexual fog, enjoying the feel of him pressed against her, when he mentioned the dreams. Realization began to dawn on her as to why this wolfan seemed so familiar.

  He then seductively nipped the side of her mouth with his teeth, following it with a soft lick, continuing, “And it isn’t fair either when she lets you play Beauty and the Beast with her, and when you’re nice enough to…lick her soft, sweet little pussy, she disappears again, leaving you with a raging hard-on.” He pressed the hard cock straining to get out of the breechclout against her crotch so she would know how much he suffered. “No, life isn’t fair at all.”

  “You were in my dreams!” she uttered, her face flushed with a mixture of sexual want and embarrassment. “You must be telepathic.”

  “No, not really. I can only merge my mind with others when they’re in a dream state.”

  “I’ve never heard of that type of psi talent before… I was frightened that first time, you know. I thought a great big beast was trying to chase me down for a meal.”

  “Well, he did get to eat you today…” he said, mirth twinkling in his eyes.

  Her face colored further. Karrick was utterly enchanted by her reaction to him. “I really didn’t mean to frighten you, you know. I was as much surprised as you were with the way the dream turned out. Some things I don’t have much control over. It’s your mind and I’m limited in how much I can adjust…I mean in how much I can relate to you.”

  Amanda wondered what that meant. “Are you saying that you didn’t mean to take me by force in the cave?”

  “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t compelled to make love to you. I was overwhelmed by desire. I was far rougher than I’d normally treat you if I had been able to control myself. As it was, at least I tried to make sure you were more aroused than frightened when I finally took you.”

  Her eyes were considering as she answered him. “You succeeded.”

  His heart beat faster, wondering if she were sending him an invitation. “I’d like to have you again…in more than just my dreams.”

  “What’s stopping you?” she said, shyly smiling up at him.

  The exchange was heating Karrick’s blood, his long-denied cock fully engorged.

  “Are you sure you really want this? I’ve wanted to sink my cock into you for two days,” he said, huskily. Looking deep into her eyes, he confessed, “I tried to resist you. I only meant to communicate with you but I couldn’t stay focused on it. Every time I merged with you, I got distracted by wanting to fuck you.”

  “I want you, too.” The look in his eyes melted Amanda’s heart. His words heated her up and she wanted him to understand that she needed him make love to her. “I can’t help but be attracted to you…Beast.”

  Karrick liked the endearment and felt a surge of triumph that she admitted her attraction to him. He breathed deeply through his nostrils and the scent of her pheromones told him that she was near estrus, ovulation probably only a day or two away. The thought of impregnating her sent his sexual drive up another notch. He’d long been ready to breed with an alpha female but there were few within his pack, and all of them still too young. Amanda, though not wolfan, was very much an alpha, he thought with deep satisfaction. Yet still, out of consideration for her, he hesitated.

  Her eyes came up to study his face. His eyes gazed into hers, asking her silently if she was really ready to take this to the next level.

  Taking the slight nod of her head as her answer, Karrick sat up, straddling her, pulling both her wrists into the grip of one of his hands and with the other hand, quickly made short work of untying the strip of hide securing his breechclout. He pushed off the soft leather of his garment in a fierce, quick movement. Amanda stared at the dark red, thick cock pulling out of its sheath. The magnificence of his erection left her breathless.

  He pulled off her towel, leaving her naked to his gaze.

  “God, you’re beautiful,” he said, his voice husky. He admired the way her nipples peaked and the way her small waist curved into round, womanly hips. He gently took one nipple into his mouth and suckled on it for a bit, until the light, musky perfume coming from her vagina refocused him on his need to bury himself in her. “Let me tuck this towel under your back. I don’t want you to get your skin scratched when I climb on top to ravish the hell out of you.”

  She reached up to caress the side of his face before lifting her back to allow him to tuck the towel under her. The fur felt like mink, just as it did in her dream.

  Karrick gripped his long thick cock in his free hand, stroking it as his gaze slowly and seductively slid downward from her breasts to her patch of tawny pubic hair.

  His eagerness to fuck her excited Amanda. She couldn’t help but feel an answering wetness building between her thighs. This was a longstanding fantasy of hers coming to life and she couldn’t wait to feel him against her.

  Catching her breath, she watched him use his fingers to smear the droplets of pre-cum around the pulsing crown and down the thick, long stem, lubricating his cock with the slick liquid. She watched him pull the sheath down tighter as he climbed over her until he was directly on top of her. She shuddered as she felt the heat of his wolfan cock press against her opening.

  Karrick remembered her fear in their first shared dream. He desperately wanted to slide himself within her, but didn’t want to frighten her again. Sex with a wolfan would be rougher and different from anything she could have experienced or imagined. He wanted this to be the first time of many. An idea formed in his mind and his eyes gleamed wickedly.

  Careful not to let his cock enter her, but only to slide up the slick folds of her labia, he settled his weight on top of her, letting go of her hands and r
eaching his arms underneath to grip her shoulders hard. Hunger for his touch made Amanda wrap her arms around him, hugging his furry body to her.

  Slowly rubbing his cock over and against her moistened labia, he leaned his face down to kiss her soft lips, thrusting the tip of his tongue between them to force her mouth open. She opened it wide, sucking his tongue deep as she arched her back against the ground. She enjoyed the clean taste of his slightly salty tongue and the alternating softness and roughness of the texture, depending on what direction his tongue was going. The hair around his mouth and on his cheeks felt soft as silk as it rubbed against her during the kiss. He gave her a moment to get used to his tongue in her mouth and then drove it in, angling his head so as to push it deep into her mouth, almost into her throat.

  Amanda felt a white heat building in her womb as he continued to rub the heaviness of his slick cock over the outside of her pussy, while deeply kissing her. She felt super-sensitized, her skin hot everywhere. She drank in the sensations of his body against hers. She had never felt this sexually overwhelmed before. The roughness of his furry chest hair rubbing against her nipples, gently irritating the tips into hard little pebbles, and the moisture seeping from her pussy, lubricating her folds and his cock, brought her to a fever pitch. She reveled in his warm animal aroma as he thrust himself against her.

  “Put your legs around me,” he demanded, tearing his mouth from hers. She obeyed, lifting her legs and wrapping them tightly around his hips, her ankles pressing against the backs of his thighs.

  “Hold onto my hips,” he said, his breath hitching as he drove his cock harder against her. She reached around to grasp his buttocks, feeling the taut muscles of his hard cheeks underneath his layer of fur, as he pistoned his cock harder and harder against her slick labia.

  Amanda felt the heat burst within her, her entire body spasming with the violent climax. She let out a low moan as her fingernails dug hard into his buttocks, drawing small half moons of blood on the skin beneath his fur. Karrick roared his release, and Amanda opened her eyes to watch the semen from his cock pump out of the engorged head, spurts of the thick, coarse liquid coating her stomach, clitoris, and pussy lips. The sight was erotically stunning.

  Karrick rolled over so that his back was to the ground, Amanda resting on top of him. She hid her face in his shoulder, too full of shocked wonder to look at him in that moment, but he wrapped her thick hair around his fist, tugging her face to his for a long thank-you kiss. When he was done, he held her face in both of his hands, gazing at her with a look of awe. “God, you are a wonderful, incredible bitch.”

  His comment burst the warm bubble of languor she’d been floating in. Bitch? He thinks I’m a BITCH? Amanda reached down and gave him a hard pinch on his side.

  “Ouch, dammit.” He gave her a good long look. “That was some of the best sex I’ve ever had. Don’t tell me you didn’t love it. You were pretty aroused, too.”

  “I am not a bitch…”

  He laughed to himself, realizing that she thought he had insulted her, when he only meant ‘bitch’ as in female. “How about, god, you are wonderful, incredible, my Beauty!”

  “Much better. What did you mean by that was some of the best sex you’ve ever had?”

  His amber eyes gazed solemnly into hers. “It was only one of several episodes I’ve truly enjoyed…” He stroked her soft curls back from her face and kissed her, his lips full of promise.

  “Our dreams count, too, Amanda,” he said softly.

  Chapter 5

  Shodan, helping himself to some Janus leaves, enjoyed the mild rush they gave him while spying on Karrick and the woman from his vantage point. The Janus leaves helped dull the throbbing headaches he still had from the beating Karrick gave him several days before.

  His pale blue eyes grew thoughtful as he watched Karrick get shocked by the invisible security barrier and then shot by some kind of stun gun by the woman. The fact that she followed this with tying Karrick’s wrists together behind his back had him raising his eyebrows. This woman was an alpha!

  He watched her move with confidence, admiring the way she was unafraid to look directly into Karrick’s eyes. She also had gone to careful lengths to protect herself with devices and he wondered how many other useful items the woman might have. More stun guns, or even a blaster, would be ideal. Just for a second, he thought he saw some small object pop into her hand and hoped it might be another weapon of some sort, but then it looked like she dropped whatever it was in the bag she had nearby.

  Excitement stirred his black heart when the woman attacked Karrick. He enjoyed seeing his enemy bested by her. Especially since the woman was much smaller than Karrick and had much less muscle mass. Even without a stun gun, she was impressive. Her ability to throw Karrick with ease, despite her size, told him that she must have used some kind of technique that relied more on leverage than the size of the opponent. This could be useful, too, he thought.

  After the first few moments when it became apparent that Karrick was going to have sex with her, Shodan smashed his fist against the hard rocky ground, anger numbing the pain in his hand.

  Bitter jealousy ate at Shodan as he recalled how many times he had been told his actions toward the other wolfan females were inappropriately aggressive by Bethan, and later several times by Karrick, only to see that Karrick was no better than him. He had been ostracized too many times for just suggesting sex to, or for groping the breasts and legs of, some of the younger wolfan females. Like it was so wrong or unnatural, he thought. It did make him curious though, why Karrick was only rubbing himself against the woman. He thought Karrick was a fool to not fully enjoy her charms, and charms she had, he reflected.

  Her long legs and firm backside were lovely even though she was hairless. And her lack of body fur was not a deterrent to Shodan, quite the opposite, in fact. Her bare skin would delightfully show the bruises and other evidence of pain he’d love to inflict on her while he spent his passion on her. He imagined digging his claws into her bare-skinned back and seeing the scratches fill with her blood, after he filled her cunt with his sperm.

  A whiff of her aroma carried to him by an errant breeze caught his sudden attention. Karrick must be stupid he thought, if he couldn’t smell that she was near estrus. A female in estrus was a siren’s call to any healthy wolfan male over the age of eighteen. The thought of impregnating her himself stirred his cock.

  The beginnings of a plan formed in Shodan’s mind. With this woman and her technological tools, he might have a chance at taking over the pack from Karrick. He would follow her and when he had the chance, he’d steal her from Karrick. He’d hide her away and after satisfying his lust with her, he would use her to finally have the advantage over Karrick he deserved. She would be more than willing to follow him, he thought, once he fucked her into submission.

  He lay on his back and chewed another handful of the Janus leaves. He loved the feelings the mood-altering drug gave him, the sense of power and euphoria. However, it was taking more and more leaves to get him to the level of enjoyment he first felt six months ago when he found them. He had been out looking for natural sedatives that could be used by the pack for minor surgeries, when he decided to try them out on himself. Sometimes he experienced concern when he wasn’t under the influence, wondering briefly if perhaps he’d become addicted. However, as soon as he was high again from the drug, the concern disappeared.

  As the euphoria kicked in, Shodan imagined making the woman his sex slave. He would tie her face down on his bed so that her arms and legs were restricted in movement. He’d then climb over her and pull her ass up so he could slide his cock deep into her, plunging into her again and again, until he pumped her cunt full of his hot sperm. She would cry out in protest at the invasion of his thick cock into her tight little opening, fighting him and straining against her bonds.

  He slid his hand down inside his leather breechclout, finding his cock half out of its sheath. Grasping its thickness, he began stroking the heav
y member with increasing roughness, imagining her wet, hot pussy gripping him tightly.

  As he thought of his sperm spurting deep within her, impregnating her while his claws pierced the soft skin of her back, he came with an explosion of cum soaking the inside of his breechclout.

  He rested several minutes, letting his breath grow more even, before he twisted back around on his stomach and watched Karrick and the woman bathing in the warm mineral springs below. They were both standing in the pool splashing each other like foolish cubs, he thought.

  He watched as the woman quickly swept her leg behind Karrick’s knee, and the resulting splash when Karrick flew backwards into the water on his back. Ah, more of this fighting technique, he noted.

  Hold his head under and save me the trouble, he thought darkly.

  A happy feeling of anticipation coiled through him when it became apparent that Karrick wasn’t going to immediately pop back up out of the water. Perhaps his ill wish brought Karrick some bad luck, he thought. Gleefully, he wondered if maybe Karrick hit his head on a rock. The woman certainly looked worried enough and was trying to pull Karrick up. However, the sudden emergence of Karrick bursting out of the water, with a mock roar to frighten the woman, dashed his hopes.

  She let out a frightened squeal only to sit down in the water, laughing so hard she was holding her sides. He heard her say something to Karrick about him looking like a cat she once owned that accidentally fell into a pan of dishwater. Hearing Karrick respond that she would now have to pay the price for insulting him, Shodan stalked away, angry that Karrick somehow made a conquest of this woman, and not caring to witness any more.

  * * * * *

  Amanda sat on a large rock, towel drying her hair as she warily followed Karrick’s movements from the corner of her eye. He was soaking wet and seemed to be looking around for something. She wondered how he was going to dry himself, when a huge splatter of water droplets slapped her on the legs.