Ave Lupinotuum Ch. 08

2 Years Later

A warm wind blew through the cobble streets as the sun rose on another pleasant summer's day. A hanging wooden sign gently swung back and forth, which bore the outline of a wolf and beneath it was carved out "Wild Hunt Butcher." A new business in town opened by a couple who had traveled from down south in England, one of them claiming to be a huntress. Her claims couldn't be contested, for they always had a regular supply of fresh meats.

Sleeping in the apartment above the shop, Francis slowly opened his eyes and began to stir. The morning dawn was starting to peak through the windows, and he could hear birds chirping outside. He had hardly moved when he felt Morgana squeeze him from behind.

"Finally awake, lamb?" She asked.

Feeling secure and comforted in her big arms, he gently smiled and put his hand over hers. "Yes, now can you please let go? We need to get ready to open the shop soon."

"Oh no, we can't have that." She locked his legs with hers. "I'm in the mood."

Her hot breath against his ear, he couldn't deny the temptation. It didn't help that he could feel her bare skin against his back. Her habit of sleeping naked was largely practical given how large her wolf form was, and he had started going to bed naked himself as an act of solidarity. Only, that led to many mornings such as this.

"Fine..." he said, inevitably relenting to her advances "but let's not dally long."

She pushed his head down, making a rather clear signal what she wanted him to do. She rolled over onto her back, while he crawled under the sheets. From her perspective he looked like moving lumps, but she didn't need to see him. She felt his tongue running along the length of her labia, lapping at it and flicking at her clitoris. Breathing in her body odor, he pressed his lips against her as he stuck his tongue into her wet hole. She tilted her head back and smiled. He'd gotten much better at eating her out since they first met, yet another sign of how much her influence had rubbed off on him. But he had seemed so much happier in his new, corrupt and earthly state.

Twirling his tongue around inside, he massaged her inner thighs. She kept getting wetter and he could hear her pleased groans, a sign of how well he was doing. Eventually he moved up just a little, and started sucking on her clit. He sucked as hard as he could, making a slurping sound as he swallowed her acidic juices.

She stifled her voice and locked him in with her legs. "Keep that up, slut." She commanded. "Give that hard nub special attention."

He stuck his fingers inside, wiggling them around while he continued to pleasure her clit with his mouth. Licking and sucking, he kept at it until she came. She gripped his head through the sheets and tightened her leglock, while his face got messy with her fluids and he got a full view of her climaxing pussy.

While Morgana took a brief moment to catch her breath, he remembered something he'd dreamed of doing before. Now seemed as good a time as ever, so he decided to take advantage. Raising himself, his head came out from under the sheet as he got on top of her. Looking down at her blushing face, framed by messy black hair, he smiled.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"I was just thinking... I always imagined my first time would be missionary under the sheets. Maybe we could do that?"

"Hm..." she looked at him curiously, his hanging brown hair framing his adoring expression. "No."

After her refusal, she pounced on him. Raising her body and grabbing him by the shoulders, she pushed him onto his back. He looked up in surprise to see the familiar sight of her on top of him. "You only get to be on top if I feel like it, and right now, I just want to ride you." She said, sitting on his lap with his erect cock against her firm abs. As usual, just eating her out was enough to get him hard.

"It was just a thought." He said, looking up at her lovingly while he tenderly held her muscular thighs.

Raising her hips, she grabbed his dick and let him in. She sighed softly and tilted her head up slightly. Feeling his huge cock pushing into her right after she'd already climaxed was an incredible sensation. Rocking her hips and bringing herself down, she could feel it filling her and hitting her soft spot.

As she continued using his body for her pleasure, his soft hands migrated up from her thighs and to her hips. His grip tightened as he felt his whole cock sliding into his master, and he started thrusting up into her. He closed his eyes and rested his head back against the mattress, letting out moans and desperate cries.

These erotic noises just set her off even more. She slammed her hips down onto him with increasing force, hoping to see what other noises would come out of him. Of course, he was also there as her personal pleasure thing, and he was more than fulfilling his duties on that front. She felt waves of pleasure running through her entire body with each thrust, making her mind go blank as her animalistic lust took over.

She gripped him by his hair and forced him to sit up, treating him to a face full of boobs.

"Suck them." She commanded.

Without saying a word, he complied. He wrapped his lips around her stiff nipples, licking and suckling one while his free hand groped the other. The deep, full-body sensations were making her chest feel more sensitive, enhancing the experience of having it fondled and sucked on. She kept pushing her hips against his crotch while her strong hands kept him in place, feeling her clit rub against his body and her cervix being kissed.

She slid her hand down his bare back and squeezed at his squishy ass. Spreading out his cheeks, she pressed her fingers against his hole and started toying with it. Sticking her fingers in her mouth, she got them wet before starting to finger him. Sticking them in and stimulating his prostate, she could feel his dick twitching and convulsing in response.

"Master, I'm getting close!" He said frantically, feeling the semen rising while he was still all the way inside her.

She gave him a devilish grin in response. "Today is safe. Now shoot it all inside, you man whore."

"How do you know tha-" he could hardly finish his sentence before she embraced him tightly. Constricted by her strong arms and his face buried in her bust, he felt her slam her crotch against him one last time. Apparently she was getting close too, because they both came at the same time. Filling her climaxing pussy, he could feel her squirting on him while he pumped a big load of semen right into her womb.

She continued locking him in tightly, suffocating him with her breasts while she enjoyed every second of the intense orgasm she'd just experienced. Once she caught her breath, she finally pulled her hips back until his dick popped out and they both collapsed back on the mattress.

They laid beside each other, breathing heavily as they stared up at the ceiling. They sprawled out their sweating, naked bodies against the now-terribly messy sheets. Idly reaching over, she ruffled his head as a silent gesture of a job well done.

"What was that about?" He asked, looking over to her. "The bit about today being safe, I mean."

"I kept it a secret, but before I left for a hunt a few days ago, I spoke with this older lady in town. She said she was passing through, but she shared some of her knowledge with me about the moons and werewolves and stuff. Well, I didn't tell her directly, but let's just say I know more about how the moons affect my fertility."

"I see." He then recalled the second time they did it together. He climaxed inside her then too, yet nothing happened. He wondered if that was a safe day for her as well. "That reminds me of that bookseller I spoke to a few months ago. One of the books he was selling mentioned something about how extended contact with werewolves will get you infected with lycanthropy. Specifically it mentioned biting. I do believe I fall under both those categories. Perhaps a potential baby would be the least of our worries in such a case..."

"Writers can say whatever nonsense they like." She said, sounding unimpressed with the claim. "Biting, really... must be getting us confused with vampires. Trust me, the effects would've shown by now if that were the case. I consider that a good thing, I like you the way you are."

"The feeling is mutual." His eyes beamed as he looked to her.

She sat up and stretched. "What was that you said about opening the store soon?"

"Yes, we should get going!" He'd almost forgotten about that in the rush, and quickly hurried to his feet.

"No rush, I'm sure we have time." She idly walked toward the window and looked outside, seemingly unbothered by the possibility that someone could see her naked torso. "Although, I have to admit," she continued "I'm getting bored these days. It was fun at first, settling down and getting to put my hunting skills to good use. But it's just been more of the same thing with not enough excitement."

"I thought this was your dream: to retire and give up on the outlaw's life." He said, looking over at her as he tied a loincloth to his hip.

She chuckled lightly. "True, but sometimes you finally achieve something, then realize it wasn't all that great to begin with. A part of me misses the fun of robbing travelers and pillaging undefended homes, but mostly I want to travel about again."

"I admit, seeing more of the world does sound nice. Of course, I'll agree to follow you, wherever you go."

"Hm..." she turned around to face him "how are your sea legs?"