One second she was standing alone looking out into the dark; the next she had three hundred pounds of gray wolf huffing in her face. She jumped."Jesus! How do you do that?"He didn't bother to try and answer her; he grabbed her jacket and pulled her forward. He let go so she wouldn't fall, and leaped off the porch and landed ten feet away. He looked back at her and grunted."That bad, huh?"She picked up the pack and started down the steps. He grabbed the pack from her hands, squeezing it between his huge jaws. He squatted down and looked over at her, then waved his head, motioning for her to come over to him."What?"He lowered himself to the ground and looked at her again, this time his eyes pleading with her to understand. She did."You want me to ride on your back? Won't I be too heavy?"He rolled his eyes and grunted."All right, I'll climb on."She wrapped her arms around his neck and squeezed her legs together holding onto his ribcage."Okay?"He didn't answer.Damien took of
When Elena saw a flash of gray appear in the headlights several yards up in front of her, she knew she didn't have to worry about it anymore, so she sped up. She made it to Canyon Rd. without any further interruptions; turning left she headed for Highway 77 and home. She kept a lookout for the other truck, but they must have turned down a different road. She didn't see any headlights or taillights in either direction. The rolling hills kept the sighting distances short, but at night it was always easy to see the twin beams of headlights as they approached the top of a hill. At one point, she looked in her right side view mirror and found that she had a passenger. There was Damien in the back of her pickup with his head sticking out over the side, tongue flapping in the wind grinning ear to ear.She made it to Choteau with no other problems. She noticed Damien wasn't letting his tongue flap in the wind anymore. He had laid flat in the bed of her truck so that any casual inspection of
"Yeah, I'll have to dip into the savings account and buy a bigger bed. I'll do that tomorrow during my lunch break at work."He turned to her when she said the last and raised an eyebrow."Yep, I have to work for a living, fuzzy-face. Somehow, I don't think anybody in town would hire you."He shook his head. This was very different. Women working at jobs? Somehow he just couldn't picture her slaving over a stove or up in front of a classroom. Those were the only things women had been allowed to do the last time he had been around civilization. He looked up at her, giving her that quizzical expression again."I work at the local newspaper, the Acantha."That seemed to satisfy his curiosity for the moment. She watched as he walked back down the hallway and entered the living room. Seeing the large fluffy couch, he walked over to it and plopped himself down. Stretching out his entire length, his nose hung off one end and his tail the other. She walked in behind him just in time to see hi
Damien padded over to the table and pushed one of the chairs over to the corner, sat down and waited for her. She started the coffee maker and pulling a bowl from the cupboard, fixed herself some cereal. He watched her go through her morning routine. He managed to not drool on the table when she bent over to pick up a flake of cereal she had dropped, her pale white cheeks peeking out from under the shirt. She felt the stare and turned to look at him."Not this morning, fuzzy-face. I have to make it to work not smelling like sex."She gave him a kiss on his nose and sat down next to him."Are you hungry? What can I get you to eat?"He shook his head. He got up and went to the kitchen sink. He jumped up, putting his paws on the counter top. Turning the cold tap on with his nose, he started lapping at the water. When he was done, he turned the water off and came back to sit next to her."You are slick. Okay, so you can do some things around the house for yourself."She went back to eatin
"Oh, I went camping, but it didn't go as well as I had planned."She decided to head off any screwy stories by putting her own spin on the events before anyone else had a chance."What happened?"He had a concerned look on his face. She liked Jael, even if he was a little strange. That guy never went anywhere without a camera, and she suspected that he took a lot of photos of things he really shouldn't."Well, my campsite got ravaged by a grizzly bear.""Oh my god, Elena! Are you all right? You don't look hurt; how'd you get away?""I think that there were two of them and they started fighting over who would get to eat me first and I slipped out the back of my tent and ran for my truck."She wanted to get this out into the air fast. She had to have the two bear story to explain the carcass left by Damien. She knew that once jael found out about it, he'd jump into his truck and go take photos of it. Something like this didn't happen very often on the Front Range. It was almost unheard
After another hour of Rhoda's questions, she was finally allowed to get back to her work. Elena was surprised that nobody had come in looking for her while she had sat talking to Rhoda. When she walked out of Rhoda's office she spotted Mark, the manager and publisher of the paper, her boss, standing outside his office door waiting for her."I overheard most of your story. Anything you want to talk about? Anything I can do?"She could see that mark really cared. He was a good boss, a genuine nice guy. She knew why he cared; Mark had a mild crush on her, but was too much of a gentleman and honorable man to ever hit on her. He was her boss and his integrity wouldn't allow him to 'make a move' on her while she worked for him. Besides, he was married. Getting involved with a married man in a small town would be inviting disaster."No, I'm fine. Thanks for asking though. Please tell me you heard enough so I don't have to retell it again?"Elena tried the sympathy card, which she occasionall
"Why don't you show me how much you like this as well!"Damien grinned and nodded. Slipping his long body off the couch and onto the floor between her legs, he complied with her wishes. He slipped his tongue out and circled the treasure before him, catching the first few drops of moisture that had started to leak out between her lips. The moan she let out came from her belly, deep and long."YESSSS! I have waited all day for this."This time he wasn't going to shoot her to the moon in a few seconds, this time he wanted to savor the experience and her flavor. He rolled the fleshy thick lips along his tongue, occasionally dipping the tip just inside her opening to catch the juices that were beginning to flow more rapidly. He flattened out his tongue and pushed into her clit, pushing it against her pubic bone, and then he rolled his tongue side to side, feeling the hard nub shift under the pressure. Rolling the entire length of his tongue down against her clit, he reversed its direction,
Elena used her hands to caress the knot and her tongue continued to swirl along the shaft and occasionally the tip. His pre-cum was spurting out almost continuously now and he could feel her swallowing. She squeezed his knot gently and sucked hard against his shaft, causing him to go over his own cliff. His hips bucked forward and he shot spurt after spurt into her mouth.She tried, but it was too much for her, some of his cum escaped around the seal of her lips and ran down her chin and cheek. When he had stopped spurting, and it had trickled off to just a few minor dribbles, she let his shaft slip from her mouth with a pop. She scooped some of the cum off her chin with a finger and licked it clean."Well, my love? What did you think of that?"Damien rose up enough to look at her and gave her a soft howl. She giggled and blushed."You liked that?"He howled again this time a little louder. She blushed even more and shushed him."Not so loud, the neighbors might hear you."He chuffed