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  Lured By The Wolf

  Shifter Erotica Series

  Tamzin Sabre

  Full Moon Erotica

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  1

  ‘Go on you stupid girl, shoot it.’ Dad yells at me, through gritted teeth. ‘It’s standing right there, just waiting for you!’

  I sigh and lift up the rifle, letting my finger rest on the trigger. Through the gunsight I line up the young deer a few hundred feet away. He’s drinking at a little stream. Not a care in the world.

  ‘Come on, Janice,’ Dad snaps again. ‘You thick or something. Shoot it.’

  I sigh and tense up. Nothing changes.

  My dad has made me go hunting with him ever since I was ten and I’m twenty five now. Fifteen years of having to shoot poor innocent animals. Fifteen years of him treating me like shit.

  A loud crack echoes through the woodland as I pull the trigger. But I’ve aimed too high and the deer turns and scampers away as fast as it can.

  ‘Argh, ya damn fool,’ Dad shouts, spraying spit on my cheek as he grabs hold of the rifle and pulls it off me. ‘You did that on purpose, didn’t you?’

  I shrug. I don’t think I did.

  ‘Can we please go home now?’ I ask him. ‘I’m bored and hungry.’

  ‘Yeah? Well you’ll stay hungry if we don’t shoot anything today.’

  I roll my eyes. That’s not true at all. I know for a fact both the cupboard and the fridge is packed full of food. I know that because it was me who had to do all the shopping. Same as always since my Mum left.

  I watch as my Dad wanders off, deeper into the forest, cursing me still under his breath. I stand there for a moment, wishing to the skies that I was anywhere else but here, with anyone else but him.

  It sucks living out here in the country, away from anyone or anything. All I want is to find a decent man and get away from this old bastard. But there’s hardly anyone around. Just the local farmer who’s about fifty years old.

  Dad did mention I go over and visit him a few weeks back, on account of him being single and looking for a wife, but I said no. Thing is, he’s a wealthy man is that farmer and Dad has his eyes on his land I know he does.

  I know if it was down to him he’d have me married off to that old, wrinkly man in no time at all.

  I shudder just thinking about it. Him putting those horrible liver-spotted hands all over my young supple flesh, my pert little boobs and bouncy ass.

  No sir.

  Not if I can help it.

  I just have to find a way to get Dad off my back for good.

  Which brings me back to what I was just saying. I need a man. A good one. A big, powerful alpha male who can whisk me up into his arms and carry me off into the sunset.

  I close my eyes and imagine him: a chiselled, handsome rogue of a man with a deep voice and confident swagger. I imagine him taking me into the woods and roughly pulling up my skirt before tearing down my little white panties.

  Then I imagine him bending me over in front of him, kicking my legs apart with his feet and unzipping himself.

  I imagine him gripping me tight around the waist as he rubs the head of his hard cock against my moist pussy lips before slowly, but firmly, thrusting it deep into my tight wet twat.

  I imagine feeling him inside of me as he slides that thing in and out of me, banging away as I scream in ecstasy.

  Oh yeah, fuck me so hard baby

  ‘Janice? What did you say?’

  Shit.

  I spoke out loud.

  ‘Nothing Daddy,’ I yell. ‘Just said this shooting stuff is really hard today.’

  He stares at me and shakes his head angrily.

  ‘Well come on will ya. We’ve still got plenty of time to snag something.’

  He walks off and I wander on behind feeling a little embarrassed but a whole lot horny.

  Damnit I need a man. Soon.

  2

  A little further into the woods we come to a clearing. Dad is already there as I come up to meet him

  ‘Ssssh,’ he whispers, holding out his arm to stop me.

  ‘What is it?’ I ask, whispering too.

  He pulls us both into some undergrowth, behind a wide tree.

  ‘Over there,’ he says. ‘Do you see it?’

  I follow where he’s pointing.

  ‘I can’t see anything.’

  ‘There, by the tree, next to that huge rock.’

  And then I see it.

  Lying down in the sun is the most beautiful and majestic looking wolf I’ve ever seen. It’s massive, with white and grey mottled fur. It looks to be asleep right now, peaceful.

  Dad shoves me to get my attention. Then he hands me the rifle.

  ‘Ah no, I can’t kill that.’

  Dad looks at me like he hates me. Nothing new. ‘Yes you can missy,’ he says. ‘And you will. Now git this rifle under your chin.’

  He pushes it into my chest and I grab hold of it.

  ‘Shoot that fucking wolf.’

  ‘But it’s asleep.’

  ‘Right. And maybe that’s the only way you’re going to get a damn kill today if it’s asleep.’ He shakes his head. ‘Geez. Why couldn’t you have been a boy.’

  I look away. It’s not the first time he’s said that to me, but it still hurts just as much as if it was.

  ‘Fine,’ I say, lifting the rifle. ‘I’ll do it.’

  I’m angry now as well as upset, so against my better judgement I close one eye and aim the gun at the wolf.

  Looking down the gun sight however I see the wolf suddenly wake up and get onto its feet. Wow. It looks even more grand and magnificent than it did before. It also seems a lot bigger. And a whole lot scarier.

  ‘Shoot the damn thing,’ Dad says in my ear.

  Then the wolf turns and looks right at me and I let out a little gasp. It’s eyes are so blue, so intense it’s almost like they’re glowing.

  I can tell he sees me, but he doesn’t run. Just keeps on staring over at me. My finger twitches on the trigger.

  Janice, a voice says. You are here.

  I look around. Who said that?

  It is I, Gobash, king and alpha of the woodland wolf pack.

  I look over at my Dad, who’s doing his usual act, getting impatient, cursing the day I was born. He can’t hear it.

  That’s right, I am talking with you through telepathy. Do not be afraid.

  What do you want? I ask,

  I want you Janice, his deep voice echoes around my head. The ancient texts tell of your coming. A young girl with hair of flaxen gold will come to the woodland wolf pack and at first try and kill the alpha. Before then becoming his queen.

  Woah. His queen?

  I know I want a boyfriend, or at the very least a fuck buddy of some kind. But I have to draw the line at wolves.

  But you’re an animal, I say. And I’m a human.

  Gobash laughs at this and down the gunsight I see him wink, shaking his big wolf head.

  I am in wolf form now Janice. But the woodland wolf pack are a shifter community. We can transform into our human forms whenever we wish.

  An image flashes into my mind now, as if put there by Gobash. It’s a big, broad shouldered hunk of man. Over 6 foot tall with long black hair and th
e most intense, wonderful blue eyes I’ve ever seen.

  I giggle a little at the image, but only because he’s the most delicious man I’ve ever seen. His body is lean and muscular, defined, like a powerful athlete. I know this because all he wears is a tiny white and grey fur loin cloth.

  And whatever is behind that loin cloth is making it bulge out a plenty.

  Is…Is this you? I ask.

  The wolf blinks and bows his head.

  Indeed it is. And I want you to join the wolf pack Janice. Be my queen.

  But how? What?

  I look over at my Dad and realise he’s been frozen. On his face is a rigid snarl, a nasty evil expression. Well it figures.

  Did you do this? Is he dead?

  No. Just in stasis for the time being. So we can talk.

  I nod. So what do you want from me, I don’t understand.

  You must come to the woodland this evening. Under the light of tonight’s full moon. We shall meet here in this clearing and I shall lay you down, pump you full of my seed. Once done, you shall become the queen of the wolf pack.

  You mean I’ll be a shifter too?

  That is correct.

  I shake my head. No, sorry, I can’t. I think you’ve got the wrong girl.

  Gobash looks down, sadness on his wolf face.

  I see. This is disappointing Janice.

  Just then I hear my Dad.

  ‘All right then, shoot the damn thing and let’s get home.’

  But it’s too later, Gobash has already turned on his heels and disappeared into the trees.

  ‘God damn it Janice you dumb fucking bitch,’ Dad yells. ‘You’re useless. You hear me? Useless. No wonder you can’t find a man. No wonder your mother left. You’re a waste of flesh.’

  He snatches the gun off me and storms back to the house and I’m left standing there feeling angry, sad and a little bit confused.

  Okay, try a whole lot confused.

  3

  That night at dinner, Dad is on at me about marrying the local farmer. Telling me I’d be lucky to have him.

  ‘He’s about as old as you!’ I say. ‘You’d really be happy with me marrying someone like that?’

  He shrugs. ‘He’s rich Janice. He has land. And think about it. Who else is going to have you. You can’t stay here with me forever.’

  I ignore him and eat my beans as my mind drifts off to the image of Gobash, in human form.

  I can’t get him out of my mind and I don’t know if that’s down to some sort of spell he’s put on me, or simply because he was so damn sexy.

  I think about the bulging loin cloth, think about what it contains and feel myself getting wet as I do so. I shift a little on my seat, enjoying the hard wood rubbing against my sensitive clit a little.

  ‘Can I be excused?’ I say. ‘I’m tired. I need an early night.’

  My Dad just sneers at this. ‘Sure. I don’t want to look at you no more. Go get yourself some beauty sleep. First thing in the morning I’m taking you to the farmer and we’ll discuss your marriage.’

  ‘What?! No! You can’t. I thought that was just pie in the sky? Empty threats?’

  ‘Well it’s not,’ he says. ‘I’ve had it with you Janice. I’m marrying you off and that’s it.’

  He rubs his hands together, no doubt at the thought of getting his hands on the farmers cash. The bastard.

  I storm upstairs to my room and slam the door shut before throwing myself onto the bed and sobbing loudly.

  I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know I’m dreaming, walking along wet grass in the pitch blackness. In front of me I can see a light and as I approach I realise it’s Gobash.

  He’s still in wolf form and as I get nearer he looks at me. His whole body glows blue.

  Janice, he says. I have come to visit you in your subconscious mind as I know now that not only have you been marked as our Queen. But that you are in grave danger. Come to me now. Leave your life there and join us. Let me fill you with my seed and you will reign with me.

  In my dream I nod. Realising that he is speaking the truth. Then I think of Gobash in human form, releasing his mighty bulge and shoving it inside of me, releasing his seed into my tight pussy.

  Oh yes.

  Yes please.

  My eyes snap open and I sit upright in bed.

  This is it.

  This IS my destiny.

  Queen of the woodland wolf pack.

  I see it now so clearly.

  4

  I leap off the bed and quickly get changed, taking off my hunting jumper and cargo pants and replacing the ensemble with a floaty dress and a pair of tiny white panties.

  I look at myself in the mirror. I’m not sure about the dress and am about to get changed again when I hear Gobash’s deep voice echoing in my head.

  Come soon Janice. Come quick. There is no time to lose. When you live with us as our queen of the shifter community you will no longer have need for human clothes or accoutrements.

  I don’t need telling twice.

  With that I go as quietly as I can down the stairs and slip out the front door.

  Then I run as fast as my little legs will carry me all the way back to the woods. To the clearing where we first encountered Gobash.

  But he’s not there. Over on the far side is a large rock covered in moss, so I go over and sit down, hoping that he’ll show himself soon.

  And thankfully my hopes are answered, as soon enough out of the gloom of the woods appears the huge white wolf.

  You are here Janice. And you are ready to be my queen?

  I nod. Yes I am!

  This is most excellent to hear, now please step back a few steps.

  I do as he says and then watch, open-mouthed as his blue aura begins to glow, becoming bigger as he then begins to shake and vibrate, his muscles warping and rippling.

  With a loud howl at the full moon he pushes back onto his hind legs and stands up, before then shifting into the powerful, hunky form of the man in my imagination.

  Gobash the man.

  Wooooah!

  He’s even more amazing looking than he was in my mind.

  I stand there looking up at him, nervous now, feeling very vulnerable. He keeps looking at me with those deep blue eyes of his and I can tell he’s fucking me with them.

  ‘Welcome to the woodland, my future queen,’ he growls, his voice deep and manly and so sexual. ‘We shall now become one. I shall fill you with my seed and you will join us fully and forever.’

  With that he strides powerfully over to me and without saying another word, he slowly kneels down and then slides his big hands up the back of each of my legs, caressing my calves, my thighs, his fingers stroking me and sending tingles up my spine.

  I’m so wet right now.

  Then, without ever breaking eye contact he grabs a hold of my panties on either side and pulls them down, past my knees, onto my ankles. I step out of them and he balls them up and flings them into the sky where they disappear in a mist of dust.

  It makes me giggle but he fixes me with that powerful stare again and I stop.

  Then he stands up and grabbing me under the arms lifts me onto the moss covered rock.

  ‘Lie back,’ he orders, and I do as he says.

  He shoves my skirt up around my waist, and gazes down at the soft mound of my shaven pussy. It’s so wet that it glistens in the light of the full moon.

  He holds onto my knees and forces them open, causing the lips of my pussy to part a little as he does, ready for him.

  He stares down at me and smiles, before lowering his head into my groin. I shudder and moan as he begins to gently kiss around my velvet purse, licking a little, nibbling a little.

  ‘Oh yeaaaah.’

  He sticks his big wolf tongue in between the soft flaps of my vulva and parts them some more as his long wet tongue begins to explore the petals of my flower, tasting my nectar and lapping it up some as he finds my clit.

  He bites on it a little which makes m
e yelp in delight before he begins to circle it, his expert tongue darting around and sending rushes of orgasmic energy into my pussy and asshole.

  I grab at his head, feeling his long hair between my fingers and grinding my pussy onto his mouth as he begins to really go to town on me, eating me out with real passion and fervour as I continue to gyrate and move my pelvis, squirming around on his gorgeous face.

  ‘Oh Gobaaash,’ I gasp, breathlessly ‘That’s it baby yeah. Fuck me so good.’

  He’s still licking and slurping on my gushing slit as I cum for the first time. The first of many I hope. I arch my back and scream out in ecstasy as he sticks the length of his tongue deep inside of me for good measure, tasting every drop of pussy juice.

  I’m still shuddering and shivering with delight as he stands up and grabs me by the hair, before pulling me off the rock.

  ‘Now it is your turn my queen,’ he says. ‘Time to become a real shifter woman.’

  He makes me kneel down on the soft grass and sits on the edge of the boulder.

  ‘Now it is your turn to pleasure your king. Show Gobash what you’ve got for him.’

  He gestures at his groin so I do as he orders, kneeling down obediently in front of him. I close my eyes and breath him in, that smell of animal man: sweat and dirt and musk. I rub my hands up his body, feeling his rock hard stomach muscles, his powerful chest.

  My god he’s sexy.

  Then I move down, tot the fur loin cloth, feeling the thick log just underneath. That beast needs releasing. Keeping eye contact with my dirty wolf king I slowly undo the fastening and let the fur fall to the floor.

  Wow.

  It’s so big.

  So thick.

  I grab a hold of it and gaze on it for a moment. He’s uncut and I pull at the shaft, letting the soft foreskin be pulled down, revealing the bulbous head, all shiny and purple in the moonlight.

  ‘I know. It’s majestic,’ he purrs. ‘Regal even. But it’s not just for looking at Janice. You must play the pipe of love tonight. Put it in your mouth.’