Claimed by the Pack (Atroxa & AvalonsGuardian)

Lorelle's hands abandoned their tight grip on his back to slide up to his head, her hands burying themselves in his hair as he switched to her other breast. She seemed to simultaneously be trying to push him away and keep him in place, as if she couldn't make up her mind whether she wanted him to stop or never stop. She wasn't herself, the sensation was new and almost overwhelming, but either way, the girl couldn't deny that she enjoyed it a great deal, not that she wouldn't try to do so anyway. Darren's mouth licking and suckling on her breasts, nibbling on the sensitive bud of her nipples, all had her squirming under him. Her other breast was enjoying a far more mild but still pleasant work over, being kneaded and caressed, before her started showing it attention a little more roughly, though even that was pleasurable to her. Lorelle couldn't say she'd really felt anything like this, not the sensation directly nor the reaction in her body.

And her body was certainly reacting, her blood was running quick and hot in her veins, heart thudding surely loud enough for Darren to hear in her chest. The vein in her throat flashed as it throbbed under her soft skin and she could seem to stay still, her legs fidgeting and her hands running through his hair and down his neck, over his strong shoulders and then back into his hair. Her stomach even rippled and squirmed. Lorelle became away of his hands rubbing along her thigh, which were surprisingly strong, though anyone who knew her might not be surprised after all considering she was a farmer's daughter and how much she enjoyed horseback riding. His touch was enjoyable, but as his hand slid up between her thighs she felt some anxiety return, before it eased when she realized he wasn't going for her underwear, yet. But even this close, Darren would be able to feel the heat coming from between her legs.

While he gave plenty of attention to the breast that he was currently suckling and nibbling at, he wasn't going to let either of them feel left out, breaking away to kiss along the vein in her throat, feeling her heartbeat increase, the excitement running through her, assuring him, at the very least, that he was on the right track, her breasts at least somewhat sensitive to his attentions. Still, after nipping gently at the side of her neck, he slid back down, kissing along her neck and down to her chest, not directing his attention immediately back to her nipple, but instead kissing along the rest of her perfect, round globe, hand working steadily on the other, pinching and rolling the pink tip slightly between his thumb and forefinger.

Meanwhile, the hand down along her thigh moved outwards and up, along her leg, slipping beneath her dress to feel her bared skin around her waist, fingers seeking out the waistband of her underwear, not slipping inside, but teasing along it, finger sliding along bared skin and barely clothed skin both, around to her front, near the bottom of her stomach, above and along the top of her underwear, not wanting to grow too bold just yet, as she clearly needed to be eased into things. Still, she was starting to get into the swing of things, and he had every intention of continuing to pull her into it. Her skin was softer around her midsection than her thighs, but she was clearly no stranger to hard work, which would be good. Not much would be expected of her by the pack, but her being able to carry, run, and climbing would all be useful skills out in the woods.

Lorelle received a small respite as his mouth left her breast to travel up to her neck, her skin warm under his lips and her throat throbbing softly with her heart beat. It gave her a moment to calm down, though his nipping and kissing kept her warmed up nicely, never letting her mind clear completely. Her eyes stayed half closed as he kissed back down her chest and along the full curve of her breast, her skin soft and warm. Darren's fingers toying with her other nipple made sure that her arousal, as fresh and perhaps timid as it was, stayed at a soft simmer. Her hands rubbed along his shoulders appreciatively, starting to get used to this, relaxing into the warm embrace of her arousal thanks to his coaxing mouth and hands. Lorelle couldn't say she wished this wasn't happening now, and the reality of her situation seemed far away for the moment.

She became very aware of Darren's hand as it slid up her thighs to her stomach under her dress, his fingers trailing along her waist. The girl couldn't recall enjoying being touched quite this much, though she did feel some of her nerves return when his hand toyed with the top of her underwear, her dress bunched up now around her hips and gathered under her breasts. Lorelle swallowed softly, but the continued attention of his mouth kept her from feel too nervous, and she perhaps even felt a little excited, though she wouldn't tell him that. She did know that the soft heat and pressure between her legs was making it hard for her to really resist the pull of Darren's hands and mouth as he eased her into her arousal.

Darren mumbled something into her breasts, continuing his work for a moment before deciding that, in all likelihood, she hadn't heard him, and that another break from his current attentions would be necessary if he was to actually communicate with her. He gave one last, hard suck at her nipple, though, before letting it slide from his mouth, both of her breasts now somewhat slick with saliva, the fading light causing them to shine ever so slightly in a very appealing way. "I'm selfish, Lorelle." He admitted, leaving her hips and panties alone for the moment, not wanting to leave her breasts to the mercy of the cooling breeze, covering both of them once more with his hands and working them over thoroughly. "This is to help you, sure." He assured her, as it was true that he was interested in making this as painless as possible for her, but he had a confession to make. "But gods, I want you." Much as he was working to build desire up in her, there was plenty already pulsing deep inside of him, and all concerns for teaching her how to pleasure a wolf, or anything like that, were fading away rather quickly, replaced by the sheer desire to claim her. Gently, of course, but claim her nonetheless.

"I don't want to rush things, though, hard as you make it to wait." With that, he slid down her body once more, past her breasts, until he was down at her legs, kissing his way up one until he get to the top, then shifting the kissing to the inside of her thighs, one hand helping to steady her leg, though he wouldn't hold it on place, letting her squirm and writhe a bit beneath him if she felt so inclined to. While he didn't move to her covered sex, as he looked up, his hot breath fell across it, coming in shorter now as he got increasingly worked up. She was so tempting, like this. Disheveled, clothing slightly damaged, dress pulled down to spill out her breasts and lifted high enough up to expose her underwear to him, answering the question of its kind and color, looking so embarrassed and writhing, squirming in what he hoped was arousal. Were he a weaker man, he'd be all over her, not that he wasn't halfway there already.

Lorelle felt more than heard him mumble something into her breasts, glancing down at him curiously as he continued to suckle at her nipple for a moment before he gave it one last hard suck that made her mewl again and pulled away. Her skin felt cold as his saliva cooled, making her shiver a little before he covered it with his hand protectively. Her head tilted a little when Darren admitted to being selfish, his hands now on her breasts instead of at her waist, momentarily pausing his advance. She wasn't sure what he meant at first until he kept going, and her face turned a little red when he confessed to wanting her, badly from his tone and wording. Lorelle didn't know what to say, watching him with a sort of wary expression, not wanting to speak until she had everything out of him.

Darren only added that he didn't want to rush her, despite the temptation to do so, and she watched him kiss up one of her legs, his lips making the soft, sensitive skin of her inner thigh tingle pleasantly. She thought for a moment that he was about to continue up, to the apex of her thighs, where only a thin piece of fabric separated him from her sex. His breath came in hot pants over her thighs and the girl shivered a little in anxiety and anticipation, and given what he was and how close he was, he'd no doubt be able to smell her natural scent, tinged with arousal now. He didn't do as she'd expected though, and Lorelle was surprised at the small bit of disappointment she felt. She swallowed hard, nervous as she looked down at Darren for a moment, trying to decide what to do, “I...” she breathed hesitantly, “I want you too.” She forced the admission out before she could change her mind, her face turning red all over again, as it had faded as she had adjust to the attention of his hands and mouth, but that made her blush come back in force.

Lorelle felt like she should be a little angry with herself for changing her mind so easily, for being so weak as to go from seeing this as him practically raping her to wanting him, betrayed by her own desires, but she just didn't have the willpower to do so.

Well, that was a surprise of the most pleasant type, Darren noted, when she admitted that she wanted him to, a far cry from mere acceptance, at least in his eyes, though not something he was going to overlook or let go to waste. Perhaps, were it one of the others in her place, well, a lot would be different, but more specifically, they might have overlooked the slight disappointment that showed on her face when he didn't go any further. Finding it impossible to suppress a grin at that revelation, he leaned in closer, nose almost brushing against the thin cloth of her underwear, breathing in the scent of her arousal. He had noticed that, while it wasn't as sharp as when he was in his wolf form, he suspected that his sense of smell had improved, since his change, or perhaps she was just that aroused. He doubted they were far enough away that the sharp noses of the pack would miss the mixture of arousal over his way, but they would obey the alpha, like it or not. Their time would come.

Admittedly, it was a rather plain garment, which was hardly surprising. Given that she was a farmhand, practicality had to reign supreme, and Darren certainly wasn't going to count it against her. He just couldn't help thinking that he wouldn't be disappointed if she had showed up in a nice, low cut dress with something lacy on beneath, but that, he supposed, was a scene best saved for his fantasizing. For now, he had something more pressing, and very much real, to attend to in the form of her pleasure, figuring that she would much appreciate some more enjoyment before he got his own rocks off, so to speak. Speaking of her tasting as good as she looked...but no, starting a bit lighter would be for the best, he imagined, one hand sliding up near her womanhood, finger dancing lightly along where he could see the evidence of her growing arousal, resisting the urge to tease her about it. The other hand, meanwhile, kept her legs spread enough for him to be comfortable between them, not wanting her, in her writhing, to hit or squeeze him with her legs. Again, harder this time, wanting to make sure she felt his touch.

Lorelle was frankly surprised that he wasn't gloating at least a little and teasing her about her change of heart considering how adamant she had been that she didn't want to do this. She supposed she still didn't, if she had a choice between continuing and going home she wouldn't go home in a heart beat. But she knew what wasn't going to happen, and that this was the smarter thing to do right now considering what was in front of her, she might as well try to make the best of it. And the girl couldn't exactly deny the affect of Darren's attention to her body, she could try, but it had been obvious so far in her reactions that she drew at least some pleasure from it. And from his vantage point, it would also be obvious by the damp spot on the crotch of her plain cotton panties. They were about what one could realistically expect from a farmer's daughter and her usual style of underwear. Lorelle wouldn't know what to do with a pair of lacy underwear if you gave them to her, it would seem a little ridiculous.

She did wonder about the rest of the pack, they were not so far away that they wouldn't be able to hear her, or smell her, especially once they actually got started. She knew they were supposed to listen to Darren on leaving her along for now, but she didn't know how much she trusted them to actually do that. It was a worry in the back of her mind though, especially as she was distracted by his fingers touching her through the fabric of her underwear. Lorelle blushed and her legs involuntarily tried to close to cover herself out of shyness and embarrassment, but Darren's hand kept them in place. She swallowed hard as he continued to tease over her sex, making the girl let out the softest of whimpers. Anxiety and excitement both struggled for dominance in her mind, making her feel conflicted, but she didn't try to pull away or struggle.

Darren couldn't help but be a little frustrated with the cloth, thing as it was, as it was proving another barrier to his efforts, and while he was delighting in seeing her wriggle beneath him at each teasing touch to the thin fabric, he was rather ready to have unobstructed access to her sex, so he reached up to tug her plain panties aside, too impatient to go to the trouble of tugging them entirely down. She would likely notice that, while the thin underwear didn't do all that much to separate her arousal from his warm breath, with it gone, she could very sharply feel his quick, steady breath, finger finally dragging along her bared womanhood, glad to have finally found its prize at last, but he had something else in mind, before he gave her some proper attention from his finger.

He was already rather close to her, so it didn't take much for him to lean in, tongue darting out from his mouth to drag along her slit, slowly, savoring the taste of her arousal, a sweeter nectar he had yet to find, in his opinion. Well, admittedly, the two female wolves in the pack were far from slouches in that regard, but there was no real attachment there, given that he wasn't Alpha, and his time with them was little and far between. Lorelle, though, she was right before him, and all his, at least for now, even with the knowledge that he would have to eventually share sitting heavily in the back of his mind. Licking his lips after the pass of his tongue, he decided that one more was in order, eyes closed and almost sighing contently against her as his tongue scooped up any signs of her arousal. With that done, he pulled back once more, if only slightly, thumb brushing her clit and finger prodding insistently, if gently, at her entrance. Ideally he would get her off first, but if not, he wanted to at least bombard her with pleasure, though the temptation to wrap a hand around his own arousal was growing hard to ignore.

Lorelle felt him tug aside the fabric of her underwear, exposing her pussy to the cooling evening air. The pink folds of her sex were already glistening softly with her arousal, nestled in a neat bed of curling dark hair. Her face burned as Darren stared at her and again her thighs tensed against him, trying to close, and she fought the urge to cover herself with her hands. She felt exposed and a little uncomfortable, he was certainly the person to get such a personal look at her, and she shifted nervously under his gaze. She could feel his warm breath brushing over her skin, her own breaths were coming a little quicker in her mixed anxiety and excitement. When his finger brushed against her, Lorelle let out another soft whimper, surprised by how sensitive she was. She couldn't ever recall experiencing such a strong sensation from such a simple touch.

She looked down though when Darren leaned in, giving him a briefly confused and apprehensive look, not sure what he was doing until his tongue dragged along her slit. The girl's hand gripped the red cloak under her tightly and she gasped sharply, her face dark red as he tasted her, a little unnerved by the act but also very excited. His tongue felt wonderful between the flushed, sensitive folds of her sex. Lorelle squirmed as he licked her, panting a little when his tongue receded, leaving her feeling disappointed at it's absence, but he leaned in and ran his tongue between her folds again, her sex wet and hot, with both qualities increasing rapidly. This time she was expecting it a little more and instead of shock she was suffused only with pleasure, making a soft moan ripple up her throat. He withdrew again, but his fingers didn't leave her wanting for long. Darren's thumb brushing over her clit and his index finger nudging at her entrance had the girl squirming and breathing heavily, her hips twitching a little into his touch.

Admittedly, it was a bit of a change for Darren, as he slid the finger deeper inside of her and began to slowly work it in and out in smooth, steady motions, her arousal easing the path of his finger as his thumb brushed along her, particularly her sensitive clit, but not confining itself there, teasing along the rest of her sex as well. He was no stranger to pleasuring women, thanks in no small part to the two females of the clan, but he more often did it in his wolf form. This was certainly more comfortable for Lorelle, of that there could be no doubt, as he was far less...bestial in his human form, though some traces did still remain(particularly in his stamina, as she would eventually find out). On the other hand, however, one of the benefits to his wolf form was that the longer, more canine tongue of a werewolf was....well, plenty well suited to the task at hand. Still, judging by how she squirmed and writhed beneath him, he hardly needed that advantage, much to his pride.

A glance up at her revealed her watching in pleasured, well, not silence, but she didn't seem to have much to say. The noises slipping from those full, pretty lips of hers were more beautiful than anything she could likely say in the moment, though, as far as Darren was concerned, though it did seem a shame to leave her breasts unoccupied. He still had one hand free, but rather than see to her breasts himself, he reached up to take one of her hands, squeezing it reassuringly and holding it for a moment before guiding it to her breast, then repeating the process for her other hand with a sly grin. "They seem sensitive, should keep them warm~" He explained. Admittedly, he might have been tempting her into toying with her breasts herself, figuring that she shouldn't be ashamed of exploring her own body, but if she merely was content covering them with her hands, well, it still made quite an attractive mental picture, there was no doubt about that. With how much he had kissed and suckled at them, they were a little wet, and while it wasn't overly cold, even a cool breeze would likely be felt sharper than elsewhere on her body, particularly given how hot she seemed to be getting.

Lorelle's face flushed deep as his finger worked its way inside her and then began to slide in and out of her sex, a little deeper each time. That was new for her, never having had anything inside her before, but it was very pleasant, and very stimulating. His finger teased over spots inside her she hadn't even known existed, making her walls twitch and tighten around the invading digit. And his thumb rubbing over clit was another very different but very pleasant sensation. It all had her gasping and moaning softly as Darren explored and pleased her. Thanks to his attention he had her even wetter than when he'd first tugged her underwear aside, and the muscles along her thighs and in her stomach couldn't help but flex occasionally when one of his fingers would hit a particular sweet spot either inside or outside of her. Lorelle couldn't say she wasn't enjoying herself now, it was obvious she was, from how soaked her pussy was to the moans and sighs slipping from her mouth. They'd both been slowly growing in volume, which were no doubt a bit of a tease to the rest of the pack but so far they seemed to be keeping their distance.

She didn't know what to say though, too unsure of herself as of yet to go giving verbal praise, with a hint of stubbornness holding her back. She'd already told Darren she wanted him after all, and now was laying here moaning for him as he toyed with her sex, she'd consider that rather good enough for now. This was still far from her ideal first encounter after all, though she knew she shouldn't complain, given that so far, he'd been making sure she enjoyed herself, which she had. It was a conflict of wills for her though. Lorelle was distracted from the thoughts managing to leak through the haze of growing pleasure and lust when he took her each of her hands, one by one, and placed them on her breast, telling her to keep them warm. She couldn't help but give a soft laugh at that, but kept them in place, the soft, warm weight of her breasts against her palms. He went back to work and the girl lay there, moaning and sighing and her hips twitching, her fingers tightening a little on her breasts subconsciously, starting to tease at her nipples a little as she remembered how good it had felt when Darren did it.

Darren had sharp enough eyes to notice her occasionally toying lightly with her breasts, pleased with that result, as well as the amusement that he had gathered from her by mentioning that she should work to keep herself warm. He was more intent, however, on her arousal, her sex wet and warm with arousal, the probing finger pumping in and out of her feeling the heat radiating from her core, smirking to himself as he savored the fact that he had coaxed her from nearly unwilling to aroused and eager. Well, perhaps eager would be overstating it a bit, but she nonetheless was far more willing than she had been previously, a fact he planned to take full advantage of, though he wasn't yet done toying with her that he might see to his own arousal. Not that he was willing to leave it entirely unattended, his free hand wrapping around himself and stroking slowly, teasingly, giving him a bit of satisfaction to tide him over.

For her, though, a second finger was added, moving first in tandem with the other finger, in and out steadily, speeding up as he gave her time to adjust to the pleasure, though his thumb ended up neglecting her clit. Not without good reason, however, as not too long afterwards he leaned down and suckled at it as he had done with her nipples earlier, tongue teasing at it as he did so, pulling back and eying her inviting pussy, eager to put his mouth, and tongue, to full effect, but intending to tease her just a little bit longer with his fingers, though she hardly needed to lose herself further in the lust at this point, he noted, watching as her stubborn attitude and defiance was slowly, but steadily, eroded away by pleasure and lust. With his mouth pulled back, though, he resumed teasing at her with his thumb, fingers now shifting in pace, alternating to make sure she had one of them slipped deep within her, searching for weak spots, at all times.

Lorelle wasn't quite at eager yet, but she was getting there as he toyed with her sex, exploring and probing her depths. She was surprised though, he was sticking to his word better than she had expected on taking it slow and easy with her. She wondered if maybe in his human form he had better self control, as she wouldn't think a werewolf able to resist the very inviting treat that was in front of Darren. Not that he was entirely restraining himself either, adding a second finger to her pussy, making the girl moan and squirm a little more than she had been for a moment. Though that was nothing compared to the reaction he got when he leaned in to lick and suckle on her clit with both his fingers stroking along her walls. Lorelle's hips buck a little and she gasped before letting out a sharp, sweet moan that made the wolves closer to the pack turn their heads and prick their ears.

She let out a disappointed whine when Darren pulled away, not completely satisfied with his thumb rubbing against her clit instead but it kept her going, more a tease than anything. Between that and his fingers continuing to pump in and out of the tight channel of her sex, Lorelle was kept constantly panting and moaning softly, her hips squirming and twitching. Her hands stayed on her breasts, unable to help but squeeze them a little when he whole body would tighten in reaction to his fingertips pressing against a particular spot inside her.

Fortunately for her, as much as he was enjoying drawing the moment out to tease her, Darren was rapidly running out of patience, himself. Not that one could particularly blame him, given the inviting sight that lay before him, both her as a whole, and her arousal begging for more attention than just his two fingers, sliding steadily in and out of her, could provide. He took a slow breath and forced himself to wait for several long, painful moments longer, though, before he was willing to surrender to temptation. After all, he had hardly missed how she had gasped and moaned when his tongue had gone to work on her clit, she would surely enjoy this even more. Which would likely grab the attention of the nearest wolves even more, but he didn't care. They were welcome to watch, as long as they kept their place.

Pulling his fingers free of her, he licked his lips and watched her reaction as he quickly sucked her juices off of each one, deciding that he rather enjoyed the taste, and, more importantly, that he wanted more. Once more moving his hands to her thighs to keep her steady, he leaned in, dragging his tongue in that slow, teasing manner along her sex as he had before. This time, though, he didn't stop there, repeating the action twice more and then pulling his tongue back, for the briefest of moments. Her inevitable disappointment as the pause would be short lived, however, as he slipped his tongue inside of her, exploring the depths of her pussy, which had been so kindly prepared by his steady finger work earlier. Yes, this was a taste he could get used to~. He certainly didn't allow his tongue to be idle within her, exploring every inch of her that it could reach, seeking out the week spots already identified by his earlier work.

Lorelle looked down when the fingers inside her suddenly disappeared, seeing the man between her legs sucking each one clean and looking very pleased. That made her flush with embarrassment but she couldn't help but feel pleased as well, which was odd, but it was better than him thinking she tasted bad after all. His hands went to her thighs again, holding them apart as Darren dragged his tongue up her slit, her sex flushed and sensitive. The feeling made her squirm and sigh, pressing her hips against his mouth eagerly. Yes, eagerly, her excitement finally reaching that level that made her reservations start to fade away. Lorelle whined softly as he licked her again, then again, teasing her, and she found she was developing a love/hate relationship with being teased as she grew more and more excited. Finally Darren pressed his tongue back to her sex but instead of it running over her clit, her pushed into her tight entrance.

The girl moaned sweetly, her hips pressing into his mouth as he worked her pussy with his tongue, stroking all those sweet spots his fingers had found before. Lorelle panted and squirmed with his tongue pressed inside her, her moans growing loud and then louder. That definitely caught the attention of the wolves nearby, a couple of them did wander closer, curious, though she didn't seem to notice as they watched from the cover of the brush and trees. If it weren't for the orders of the Alpha they likely would be trying to get in with this, but they hung back, watching. The girl couldn't hold herself back as she writhed and moan, her hands gripping the red cloak under her as she grew more and more excited. Her body grew tensed and tight, heat pouring from her core into her blood, making her heart beat wildly in her chest.

Her hands gripped her breasts tightly and her thighs flexed to test the strength in Darren's hands holding them back so she didn't just close them on his head. Lorelle seemed on the verge of breaking, and it only took another few moments before that was what happened, the girl letting out a soft cry as her back arched sharply. Her pussy tightened around Darren's tongue which was quickly bathed in a rush of nectar as she enjoyed her very first orgasm, feeling almost terrified by how intense it was and how she seemed to no control over her own body.

Well, now, it seemed that Darren had, at least started to, break through the reluctance that little red had been displaying. Not that he had expected her to come around immediately, given her situation, but it was good to see her warming up to him. He also couldn't help but notice, as his deft tongue worked within her, how much her body was warming to him as well, in a perfect position to feel the heat radiating from her core as her arousal built towards a crescendo and climax. Any other time, the wolf might be inclined to draw things out and tease her, but for now, he merely wanted to drive her to orgasm, that she might experience the bliss that he could offer her.

Fortunately for him, it didn't seem long in coming, no pun intended, as her body began tensing up, her noises of pleasure growing in intensity and frequency both. Pulling out only briefly, he lavished another few precious moments of attention onto her clit, suckling and teasing at it with his tongue before diving back into her sex, intent on finishing what he started and bringing her finally to her first climax. When it came, he was ready, drinking down her nectar readily as it flooded his mouth, across his tongue. His earlier comment about her tasting sweet was proven correct yet again, it seemed.

There was only so much he could drink down before needing to pull away, however, licking his lips and wiping his face clean of any that he missed. The experience had clearly been quite an overwhelming one for her, though, so he was rather inclined to grant her that moment, turning his attention to the gathering pack, all of whom seemed to be enjoying the show. Nothing wrong with that, he supposed, as long as they kept their hands to themselves. "Take a moment. Then we can do more." He explained to her, enjoying the sight of her breasts in her own grasp, squeezed in her overwhelming release. "I'm plenty comfortable with your body. You should be with mine as well." That was next on the agenda.