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Talin said:
Tara watched each of the members filter down, giving each a warm smile, though the cat in her wanted to attack or run away. Shrugging to Puppy, she smiled and waved before following him up to what she would now be calling their love nest, perhaps it would just piss him off but she didn’t care.

The room was pleasant smelling and appeared clean. The bed was made and it made her giggle to see the car sheets on it. Launching across the room she landed on the bed with a slight bounce and curled up. A contented purr came from somewhere inside before she sat up and removed her shoes and stood to place them along the wall with her bag that she’d dropped to lounge on the bed.

“Hmm? Oh, yeah. Um in a houseful of males, you have a female who is going to go into heat. I can feel it. My human and feline body will be sending out pheromones. I mentioned it to you earlier. I figured since you were a wolf you’d understand a female in heat. Well before that, I will need to go hunting and running off some energy. If I spread my scent around enough, mark my territory. Before you say it no it is not with urine, I don’t hike my leg or pop a squat. I simply scratch a tree.” she looked down at her hand and laughed.

“Anyway, if I spread my scent around enough and your boys let loose with theirs my scent should be covered here in the house, but every male in this house will want to get in that bed with me. I bet I could make Tubs get out of his chair for a piece of the action.” She may have seemed like she was joking but she wasn’t, it was the truth. “It can be taken care of, of course but I don’t want to put one of your pack in that position. I’d just need to be mated.”
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"Tub?" he laughed. "Oh tub gets out of the chair. He just doesn't do it if he doesn't have fur. And miss, I don't think you understand....we're all werewolves. Everyone you just met, male and female down there, is a werewolf. We all get being in heat. And Tub hadn't looked at another woman since he met Puppy. Or another bitch.

"But I've never met anyone like you before, so alright. Your being in heat might work differently. So alright, I'll be your mate. I don't have anyone at the moment, and everyone will understand to stay away from the Alpha's mate. I'll have to worry about being challenged for you by one of them, but if I couldn't take any and all of those guys I wouldn't be alpha."

He nodded, as if to indicate the matter was completely settled. It really was an elegant solution. And of course there were always those eyes...
 
“Well that is good to know,” She laughed, thinking of the tiny little thing and the big man. Though the next thing he said had her gasping for air, the oxygen went thick and heavy. Did he really just say that? Watching him nod she stared at him as though he’d lost his mind. “NO, this isn’t resolved; you can’t just say you are my mate!”

Tara paced away from him and back, “When I said mated I meant… taken to bed, not a partner forever.” She laughed at him, “Of course you don’t have one, you just go around claiming perfect strangers as mate to the alpha. I’m a feline; you are a wolf a canine. If we mate, tell me, HOW will that work?” What kind of hybrid litter will I have? I’m made to breed, you … take me to bed and I will have your baby or babies.”

Moving away from him, her long legs carried her away then back. “This was a mistake. What if one of them challenges you, what then, am I to be handed over if he wins and he gets the prize?” she pointed at her chest. “Hunter?” she realized this was the first time she’d said his name, to him and it just rolled off her tongue as though she’d been saying it her entire life.
 
"That's how it generally works," Hunter admitted. "But on that score I wouldn't worry. Wolves get a pretty bad reputation from everything to Liam Neeson movies to fairy tales, but we're actually wired to avoid fights. Making you my mate makes you officially too much trouble, especially when any of those guys downstairs has six or seven girls they can call. And for the record, I don't have to mate for life like a regular wolf. And all of my guys are still with me because they're trustworthy and loyal.

"As for kids...well, being a werewolf isn't actually hereditary, you know. You have to get bitten. I've heard of some freaks who bite their kids, but I wouldn't. I take it you're designed so no birth control works? Well then, we'd have to deal with that when the time came. Although a sufficiently strong condom solves most of those issues. But even if it happened, I'd take responsibility for it. That's another wolf thing."
 
Tara shook her head, her heart pounding in her chest as she pulled her shirt over her head. she was exhausted and apparently she had a mate. She felt a pang of sadness, he would be her first and he would take everything from her though if there came a time and someone better came along he would drop her like a hot potato. Wolves may not have mated for life, but she did. She liked that he would take responsibility for his children, if it ever came to that. Allowing her pants to drop she stepped toward him.

Blue eyes sweeping over his face, her hand slid up against his cheek and stood before him her eyes staring into his. “I don’t want just a mate for a few days Hunter, or until something better comes along. While you may not mate for life, I do.” She dropped her hand and looked toward the bed and back to him. “I have never been with a man, Hunter. I would be giving you something no one else has had. The feline in me doesn’t care, but the woman that stands before you… does. I would feel an attachment to you, yet I would be nothing but a possession to you. A well cared for and possibly treasured possession, but stull just a possession.”

With a sigh and a toss of her hair she treaded lightly to the bed and slid beneath the sheets. “Goodnight.” her voice was soft, she was torn. Unsure of what to expect from him, or what he expected from her, she swallowed hard and removed her underclothes beneath the concealment of the covers she dropped them next to the bed. “When I am in heat you won’t have time to remember what a condom is, let alone how to put one on. All you’ll want is me and to take care of our needs, it’s natural.”
 
He looked at her and sighed. Beautiful and sad. he shook his head as he let himself morph into a wolf again, his snout extending, ears pointing up. There was really nothing he could do to make her happy, and the truth was her situation was bad enough that he could see how someone would want to close up. He wondered if she knew exactly how much courage it had taken him to say that, to call her his mate. He might not need to mate for life like a regular wolf, but looking at her oh god he wanted to.

He leaped up into the bed and snuggled up with her, his warm bulk pressing against her through the covers, and he snuggled up with that special affection only animals can have for humans; blind and innocent. Sometimes it was so much easier to be a wolf than it was to be a human, so much easier to think like an animal. And for this, maybe a dog cuddling up to her was what she really needed, more than she needed a big strong man right then.
 
Tara lie there waiting for him to come into the bed. It wasn’t Hunter it was his wolf form. She didn’t need an animal she wanted a person, someone to wrap his or her arms around her and tell her it would be ok. In the safety of the room, she transformed into her jaguar form and moved away from him to lounge at the foot of the bed. Her vision perfect in the blackness of the room, she glared at the wolf and transformed to her human form sitting up cross legged at the end of the bed.

“Is there something wrong with me? Am I not good enough for you to even come to bed as a man you have to come to bed as a dog… a wolf? I want to be held Hunter, I’m scared and in a new place. You are the only one I know and I thought…. this is such a mess.” She stood and left the bed, she stood there naked as the day she was born and her mind was spinning. All she needed was a little kindness.
 
With her back turned to the bed, she suddenly felt his arms around her, pulling her to him, the leather of his jacket feeling cooler than the warmth of his muscular chest underneath. He nuzzled into her neck, his breath warm against her skin, and kissed her gently. His hands slid along her smooth skin, following her curves, caressing her sides, his fingers trailing along her belly. He bit her ear affectionately, the sweet scent of her filling his nostrils, her gorgeous hair caressing his cheek.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't want to be too threatening too fast. I thought maybe if I came as a dog, I could remove the sex from it for now. Maybe be a little less scary for you. Give you closeness without expectation for a while. But you don't seem to want that. That's alright. You said you were a virgin, and I guess that gives me a pretty big responsibility. And you know what? I think I want to do it now. Now, when your pheromones aren't driving me insane. When I can take my time. When I can really try to make this the best night of your life."

He pressed his lips to hers, his tongue sliding into her mouth, the sweet taste of her filling his mouth.
 
His human arms came around her and she melted back against him the coolness of the jacket and warmth of his chest made its way into her skin. A small murmur of approval left her when his teeth clamped on her ear. Now… her eyes lifted to his over her shoulder before she turned and wrapped her arms around him. Parting her lips and accepting his tongue she moaned into his kiss. Pulling back, she looked him over.

“If you wanted to wait on the sex that was fine, I needed a human’s touch. I am a virgin, you’ll fell I’m not lying when you take me,” her blue eyes bore into his did he really think she was lying about that. “We can, now… It would be better than losing your head and taking me like a beast that I already know you are. I won’t cry, but will we disturb them downstairs?”

Her lips trailed up his jaw, her rough tongue slid up his neck and onto his jaw as she flicked her tongue over his skin. She thought he would taste like a dog, but he didn't, he tasted good and she wanted more.
 
"In here?" he laughed at little, his eyes closing in pleasure as her mouth ran across his skin. He caught her chin and kissed her. "With twenty guys downstairs roughhousing? And plenty of them dragging their girls up to rooms around here? No. No we don't have to worry about them hearing us. Unless you turn out to be really, really loud."

He pulled his jacket off and threw it away, exposing his bare, muscular torso, the dim light shining off his sculpted abs. He turned her around and planted a new, deeper kiss on her, running his hand down to cup and grab her ass, making a slithering sound as his hands glided across her skin. He reached up and pulled her hair back, staring into those amazing, magnificent, perfect eyes. Then every so gently, he lead her to the bed and laid her down.
 
Tara bit her lip, she didn't think she would be really loud but one could probably never guess. She watched as he stripped his body was built, like a man should be. It wasn't until then that she'd realized he hadn't been wearing a shirt, she blushed slightly and spin as he had her do. she accepted his kiss and met his lips with her own as he grasped her ass.

Ever so slightly she pressed her ass back against him and moaned when his hands slid over her skin. When he tugged her head back by her hair she quivered and let her blue eyes flit over his face before he guided and laid her own the bed. She eased back against the covers and stared up at him. She felt different being naked in front of him like this, it almost made her sad to think she wasn't a true mate for him.
 
He lay beside her, looking down into her eyes, and caressed her hair again. She looked so beautiful, her chest heaving with arousal and fear, he body outlined by the dim light coming through the shades, reflecting in her eyes. Her nipples were hard as he looked at them. He wondered if she fully appreciated what her body was doing, the way her hips and body made a soft, smooth curve. He kissed her softly on the lips one more time.

"You," he said, "are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my entire life."

Then he lowered his head to her breast, took her nipple in his mouth, rolled it with his tongue and bit down gently.
 
The mix of fear and excitement was torture, her body was unsure of which one to follow. Her breasts moved with each labored breath she took. Her body had already responded to his kisses by beading her nipples. The way he looked at her wasn’t as a beast to devour its prey it was a calmer look, one with care and appreciation. He hands held him at her lips a moment longer. Afraid that if she did it would break the spell.

The words he said caused her lips to lift into a smile, no one had ever given her a compliment like that before. The action at her breast caused her body to jerk to attention, instantly goose bumps popped up and covered her entire body. “Oh my god, bite me again Hunter…” she moaned as her hands slid down his body one in his hair and the other caressing his back timidly
 
He felt her hesitant motions on his body as she gasped, and he leaned in to take more of her breast. He also bit harder this time. he reached up and cupped her breast, squeezing it gently, pinching the nipple between his thumb and finger, giving a gentle tug. He then took his hand and grabbed hers, putting where she wanted to touch him, the muscles of his back, his chest, making it's movements more confident, guiding her to feel more comfortable touching him.
 
Tara’s upper body lifted from the bed as he caressed her breast once more. The bite this time, harder, and she whimpered as she body convulsed. “Yess, Hunter.” The deep breath she pulled into her lungs after this stuttered into her lungs as she felt his free hand wrap around her breast before moving her hand on his body. She blushed and quivered, she’d rarely been left alone with a male and touching one , for her, had been forbidden. Now that she had one she couldn’t. Well she could she was just nervous to. Once he released her hand she stroked his chest tenderly tracing each plane of muscle and dipping her fingers to stroke the soft flesh at his waist. She didn’t dare go further down, but instead moved her hand over his stomach, loving how the muscles flexed and quivered under her touch.
 
He could feel her quivering, getting more into it. It was driving him wild. began to kiss down past her breasts, onto her stomach, biting gently at the soft flesh there. He took her hand in his again and moved it lower, feeling him through the jeans, feeling how hard he was, how big his erection underneath was.

His mouth worked down her stomach to her waist, where he slid the blanket back to reveal her thighs and her pussy. He almost chuckled, calling a cat girl's sex a pussy. He leaned in and placed a kiss on it. Not a rough kiss, nothing with his tongue, just a soft, sweet press of his lips against it, almost loving, feeling the warmth of her before he pulled his mouth away.
 
Tara felt her body growing in heat her sex fluttering with each kiss and touch he bestowed upon her skin. The way he bit her was so animalistic, so perfect for them. Her pulse jumped as he once again took her hand in his. She stroked the length behind the denim, she knew where it would go and wondered if he’d fit. He was hard and thick and from what she felt, long. Shaky hands slowly worked the button undone.

Blushing heavily she worked the zipper down slowly as she felt him tug the blanket down her thighs, exposing her sex to him. When he leaned down and kissed her heated sex, the soft press of his lips caused her to whimper. “Hunter…” she whispered as his mouth lifted from her body. Need and lust, coursed like fire in her veins, she spread her legs open to him and looked to his pants. She was trying to remove them, rather unsure of her movements she smiled at him.
 
He felt her lack of confidence and smile reassuringly at her. He put his hand over hers, pulling it out of the way and pulling his cock out of his pants, big and hard and long, pulsing and twitching with his arousal, waving back and forth in the air. He took her hand again and placed it on the cock, wrapping her warm fingers around it, feeling her grip on his dick as he showed her how to stroke it, how to pump it back and forth, wrinkling and stretching the flesh.

"Good!" he gasped. "Keep it up, just like that. Pleasure me, and let me pleasure you...."

He leaned down and pressed his tongue against her clitoris, rolling it around in a little circle, tasting her sweet pussy and feeling the hard nub shift under his tongue.
 
Tara’s blue eyes went wide as he pulled his length from his pants. Moving her eyes from it to his as he wrapped her slim tan fingers around it. The shaft was hard and the skin hot, she closed her eyes as he showed her how to move her hand on the length, the grip to use and how fast to pump her hand. Smiling as he gasped, she opened her eyes and watched as the length twitched in her hand.

Keeping her hand exactly as he showed her she continued the motion. Opening her legs further on instinct, she watched as his tongue came against the small bundle of nerves at the top of her sex and her moan flew out into the air as the action sent tingles out from there. Lifting her hips off the bed she whimpered for more as her hand moved to rub the pad of her thumb over the smooth head.

She had never felt like this before, so hot, needy and wanting of another’s touch. Her free hand found its way into his hair running her fingers through the slick black strands. She curled her nails against his scalp, but didn’t drag them back up or pull simply held the hand there. The other hand stroked him as before and added a bit more pressure to her grip.
 
He pulled up and away from her pussy almost reluctantly. He couldn't hold back anymore, it was time. He gently took her hand off his cock and repositioned himself between her legs. He lay on top of her, supporting some of his weight with his elbows, his muscular chest and stomach pressed against her body, feeling the soft warmth of her. He leaned in and kissed her on the neck, and then on the lips.

"It's time," he said, caressing her hair. "I won't lie to you. It's going to hurt, at first. But once that's through it'll feel good, so good I promise. you've trusted me this far, just hold on to me."

He leaned in and kissed her again and pushed the head of his cock into her pussy.
 
Watching Hunter curiously, she felt him pull away from her and remove her hand. She bit her lower lip, white teeth pulled the pink flesh taut. She loved the close press of his body on hers, ran her hands confidently through his hair, and over his shoulders as his lips pressed to her neck, she sighed, it was heaven. Tara wasn’t sure but thought there was probably more to it than just this. Her lips pressed up to his her hands stroking his neck tenderly.

Blinking up at him, she nodded. “You’ll be as gentle as you can….” she trailed off as his lips found hers again. She was nervous as he pressed past her opening. Tara hissed violently as she felt him near her virginal barrier. The cat in her not liking the fact that her mate was a dog. “I trust you,” she whispered softly, one hand holding onto his bicep and the other wrapped around to him holding onto his back as she pressed her lips to his again and attempted to relax.
 
He pressed on deeper inside of her, holding her tightly close to him. He gasped and hissed as he slid in. She was tight, even tighter than the last girl who's virginity he had taken, but then again that had been the first time he'd had sex. He'd been so shocked with the fact of it he might not have been noticing much....

Every time he slid more of himself in the whole feeling of it changed. Her pussy was warm and wet and tight around his cock, squeezing, sending shudders through hos body. He felt her hands on him, long warm fingers clinging to the muscles of his arm, her arm wrapped around his back. Her breasts were pressed against his chest as well, as was the whole of her sweet body.

His cock reached her hymen and he bit her neck affectionately.

"This is it," he said. "It'll only hurt for a second, I promise...."

He pushed past her hymen, and he clutched her close, as if by holding her tightly enough he could prevent the pain from coming to her.
 
The bite he bestowed her neck was nothing like that of a male marking his female mate, Tara wasn’t even sure he’d mark her. He promised only a second yet the pain she felt was longer. Letting out a “big” cat roar she screamed into the night. Her back arched trying to get him out of her the cat in her fighting as her hands turned to claws and her canines extended, eyes going to slits. Her human side was losing the battle.

Tara at the same time as the pain registered felt Hunter pull her close clutching her tightly to him. As her hands rapidly changed, she moved them to the bed sheets, the one on his arm remained. The claws already embedded into his tan flesh. She didn’t struggle. The human was taking over slowly as she nipped at his neck, she couldn’t do much, afraid the pain would comeback swiftly.
 
He felt her start to change, and his wolf senses flared...but only for a moment. Something about them together, about the moment, made him absolutely certain she would keep control. Made him sure she wouldn't hurt him badly. He felt the claws dig into his fingers, felt her body shift and start to morph under him, but he kept her there, sliding himself gently inside of her, kissing her neck, letting his warm breath tickle and caress her skin. He watched her eyes change shape, and even as her face became bestial he kissed her on the forehead, lovingly. He fought her animal rage with caring and kindness.She bared her claws and he caressed them lovingly away.

"Good," he said as her claws began to disappear. "Good. That must have hurt more than I thought it would, I'm sorry. But it'll get better now, I swear. And you're so beautiful, it's driving me crazy..."

He continued to slide gently inside of her until he was in her to the hilt.
 
Hunter was fantastic through it, he caressed her and held her, he didn’t laugh and he didn’t shy away from her. Her sex pulsed around him; she felt it as he caressed her hand on his bicep. The claw slowly disappeared and he kissed her forehead. Her blue eyes found his when he pulled away, her entire body went back to human and she smiled up at him.

Nodding she ran her hands over his arms and chest. “Hunter… Its ok, you didn’t know… I am glad it gets better.” She blushed still from his compliment. “Thank you, no one has ever called me beautiful before.” She knew then if given the chance she would fall in love with him, it scared her. Mostly since, he had already stated he didn’t want her for life. Drawing back in her shell a bit, she didn’t want to get hurt.

Moaning her pleasure softly as she felt him slide in further, she hadn’t know she would be able to fit him all in. It didn’t hurt now, it was a slight pressure and he said it would get better. She felt her body press closer to his with each breath she took and loved the feel. “I wasn’t sure all of you, would fit in me.” She bit her lower lip and smiled shyly, “It feels nice.”
 
"See? I don't lie," he said, kissing her. He began to slowly slide out of her. "And I don't believe you. Nobody has ever called you beautiful before? But look at you.

"Your skin is so smooth and soft," he kissed her on the neck, his cock still sliding out of her. "Your breasts are so perky and squeezeable," he illustrated te point by squeezing them gently. "Your ass is such a perfect heart shape. Your legs are so long and shapely. Your waist is just the right degree of hourglass shape. Your hair shines so brightly and your eyes..."

He stared into her eyes, only the head of his cock still inside her body.

"I could stare at your eyes forever," he said, beginning to plunge back in, just a little bit harder this time. "They're so deep, and the color is so amazing. They have this shine...You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

He leaned in and kissed her as he filled her up again.
 
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