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Alpha and Omega (SilverDreamer x JacksAreWild)

Sasha was relieved when Azura finally broke the hold on her neck and pulled away a little bit, allowing her room to breathe, lower her guard, and for some of the heat to dissipate between them. She didn't know how much more of this she could've taken. Even though she respected Azura as a friend, and was well grounded in the fact that the other woman was already promised to someone else and she had absolutely no chance with an Alpha, it still didn't stop her from wanting things that she should not want. She suddenly grew worried about their sleeping arrangements. Were they to share a tent together every night for their entire trip? Was she to be subject to cuddling the Alpha on cold nights with nothing between them but the thin night garments they wore now? Would Sasha truly have no privacy to relieve her sexual urges for an entire month?!?!?! "Goddess...I'm going to die." She was young, she had a healthy appetite for pleasure that she wasn't ashamed of, though had no outlet for it other than her own knowing fingers. But without even that to vent her sexual frustrations, what was going to happen to her sanity?!?! Week...just one week...then we'll be at the inn and get separate rooms and then-- huh?"

Sasha blinked in surprise as Azura dipped her head back down and suddenly nipped at her neck. It hadn't hurt, not really. Instead it had sent shivers through her body and left her mind more confused than it had been moments before when she was trying to figure out secretive ways for some release! The way Azura had nipped at her...it wasn't the same way that her comrades had done in order to end a sparring match. And then a memory flashed through her mind from when she had been very young. One of parents, of her mother nipping at her father's neck before he would leave them to go to work. Of bites that left marks that showed ownership rather than dominance... Perhaps she was just reading too much into it. Azura was no warrior, maybe she just didn't know how to correctly leave a bite mark of dominance.

But still, she brought a hand up to her neck, running fingertips lightly over the red mark that would probably turn purple within a few hours and stay upon her neck for a couple of days. Still rather confused about the whole thing, she tried to brush it off entirely than to let it bother her. There were much more important things to worry about now, such as dinner! Her stomach growled, reminding her how hungry she was. She quickly curled herself upwards and then got to her feet so that she could move over towards the fire with Azura. She took her own meat off the fire and moved it off to the side. It was now mostly dry and charred on the one side, but it would make a fine jerky for them to snack on for the next few days.

She took one of the skewers of fox meat from Azura with some thanks before sitting down before the fire to stay warm while she ate. "It's good, very good. I'm impressed." Sasha said, smiling over to Azura after she had taken her first bite of fox. Then she settled in and was quiet, content to eat, because it gave a good excuse for a little silence so that she could sort through some of her thoughts.
 
Azura had simply nodded her head to Sasha's compliment about the meat. "Thank you , though it has my mothers secret recipe on so I kind of cheated." She finally admitted as she gave Sasha a broad smile and then settled upon the opposite side of the fire to eat her food. Neither spoke for a while and neither seemed to be concerned by getting lost in their own worlds. It was only as Azura finished her meat and rose to her feet to go to the lake to wash her hands did she notice the red mark on Sasha's neck. For a moment she simply stared at the mark. "Had I nipped that hard? I did not intend to mark her."The question and comment crossed her mind as she turned, well forced her attention back to the task at hand and left the small cave.

The air was distinctly colder outside and she could smell the change in the weather coming. She could smell the frost that would touch the air by morning and the way the winter would likely start early this year. The cooler air chilled her skin but not her mind. She was aware that she had some how entered dangerous territory. She had heard of females bedding each other and fewer becoming a known couple but they always had an element in common. They were either both Alpha's or Omegas. There was no couple she knew of that had one of each rank. It was perhaps a foolish rule but it was one that had been in place since her grand parents had been pups if not before hand. The lines were never to cross and she had almost done so and she had barely been away from home a day!

No, perhaps it was simply the fact that Sasha was of home. Sasha was the last living, breathing person she knew, recognized and trusted. She simply was attaching herself to the last person of home before they parted ways. It was nothing more than a sign of home sickness. Of longing. She nodded her head to herself as she washed her hand and face to cool herself down even further and ignored that soft voice in the back of her mind that remembered how it had felt with Sasha's soft skin between her lips, the way it had felt to taste her skin, to mark something as her own. She ignored it completely and returned to the cave where the tent became her prime concern now.

A soft smile touched her lips. "The weather is already turning outside. The weather is going to change drastically if my nose is right." Her gaze turned to the tent once more and then back to Sasha. "I think a early night would do us both good. It has been a long day after all. How shall we share the tent and do you snore in your sleep?"
 
Sasha had long since accepted the fact that she was probably doomed to a life alone, burying herself in her work to fill the void of a lifemate. She had known for certain that she was not interested in the opposite sex since she was fourteen and had shared a kiss with Zev. He was very handsome, a talented fighter, an Omega like her, and they got along together very well. If any man should have made her feel anything, Zev should have. And yet... when they kissed, Sasha hadn't felt a single thing, even though she had given it her all. At first she had thought it was just because she knew Zev so well and he was like a brother to her. But as she grew older and had become a full guard, spending her days surrounded by attractive, usually shirtless, muscular specimens of young men, she became more and more aware of her interests in the gentler sex. Unfortunately few wolves shared this sort of desire and so Sasha had been content to resign herself to a life of celibacy rather than a loveless partnership with a male. At least...she had been content, until Azura had nipped at her neck. To be perfectly honest, she liked the feeling that the mark gave her. Of belonging to someone...

No, that was silly. She would never belong to anyone, let alone an Alpha.

Her throat constricted, her eyes stung and for a moment she thought she may cry. She rubbed at the slightly sore spot on her neck, wishing that she could just erase it and forget about her silly fantasies involving silly Alphas that did not have any idea what they had done. Thank goodness Azura had gone to wash up before bed so that the other woman did not see her in such a state. Sasha quickly finished up the last bit of her meal and then did what she usually did when she was feeling down, she retreated to her work. Sasha stood up and headed over to the horses so that she could check their ties, quickly brush them down, then wrap them in their blankets for the night.

"Be good and watch over Three Socks...he is not accustomed to nights in the woods as you are." She whispered softly to Destry, who seemed to sense the little bit of sadness in Sasha's voice and turned her head so that she may butt heads with her Mistress. The little sign of affection made the young guard smile and she gently stroked the mare's neck, content to just stay there and whisper softly to Destry for a little while, unloading the weight she felt from her shoulders and putting it onto an animal that could not entirely understand her. Feeling much better now, she was confident that she could go back to the tent and not look upset. "Good night to you too Three Socks." She added before she left the horses. Sasha offered her hand, letting the stallion smell it before she reached out to gently rub the velvet of his nose. Now certain that the horses were taken care of, she went towards the cave, stopping only to grab her sleeping mat and bag.

"Yes...I smell it too. Hopefully it will not rain. As difficult as it is to travel in snow, freezing rain is so much worse." Sasha grimaced slightly. Freezing rain would definitely be cause for them to stay here another night, and she did not wish for such a thing. She had a job to get Azura to her betrothed on time and while they could avoid a couple of interruptions, she did not wish for them to start accumulating them so early in their trip. So while she was hoping for a light snow, she also split her attention to think about the tent. "Ah...well there is plenty of room for the two of us. And no, I do not snore." Sasha smiled a bit. "But I have been told that I am like a sleeping dog and have dreams of running, so I apologize in advance if I kick you. I will try to sleep as far away as possible so that you do not wake up covered in bruises."

With the sleeping arrangements more or less taken care off, Sasha tossed her mat and bag into the tent so that she could set up her spot and crawl into the warmth of her sleeping bag.
 
As Sasha explained what Sasha did in her sleep Azura could not help but laugh. "Well if you become too much I shall simply sleep outside of the tent for the rest of the night besides the fire." Oddly the idea of Sasha kicking her out of the tent was not too bad an idea. It certainly was far better than the alternatives her mind was ignoring presently. "I am going to say good night to Three Socks and get my things for the night and let you have some peace and quiet. Perhaps you shall be asleep by the time I return. If so I hope you sleep well and have sweet dreams."

While Sasha threw her things into the tent Azura stepped out of the cave once more. In truth she wanted Sasha to be asleep by the time she returned. She wanted to not have to be confined with her. She wanted to roll into her bed and pass out. She wanted to ask her mother what she should do and what was wrong with her. She moved to Three Socks and nuzzled against him gently. She muttered to him none sense words that seemed to soothe the tension from his form and wished her own concerns were so easily swayed away.

After about ten minutes she returned back to the cave and picked her things from her bags. She checked on the fire and made sure it would not become dangerous while they slumbered. She also put to the side so wood for the morning so they could start early and be on their way without waiting for anything except breakfast. At least half hour passed before she finally entered the tent, rolled her mat out along side Sasha's and the double blanket that she had , had for years. It was frayed but still warm. She put that over both her mat and Sasha's form so they would both have an extra layer to keep them warm and finally climbed into bed. She closed her eyes and waited for sleep to come. Yet she was not truly tired. While her form ached slightly and her eyes felt heavy. Her mind seemed to buzz constantly, thoughts endlessly going through her mind as she fought to stay still rather than toss and turn.

Part of the problem was the whole tent smelled of Sasha, each time she inhaled she breathed in the womans scent. Her fingers curled against the blanket and she gave it a gentle squeeze while she tried to pretend to sleep in hope it would actually happen.
 
"Just kick me in return and shove me over to the wall, I will take no offense to your retaliation." Sasha chuckled softly. She nodded when Azura said she was going to say good night to Three Socks and quickly added. "Do not stay awake too late, we do need to be up early in the morning after all." Then she was left to the tent alone to fall asleep. Even though her mind buzzed with errant thoughts, they soon fell silent as the roots of sleep took a firmer hold over her. She curled up into a little ball on the far edge of her sleeping mat in order to make sure that she was as far away from Azura as possible. She didn't want to disturb the other female with all her flailing in the night. Traveling always made her tired and as soon as she shut her eyes, she was out cold.

She twitched and murmured a bit in her sleep, but other than that she lay very still, heaving slow and steady breaths. She didn't even become disturbed by the quiet rustling of Azura setting up her bed, or the feel of the extra weight of a blanket on her. The only time she did move was when she felt warmth emanating from next to her after a couple of minutes. Her body instinctively sought it and with a soft sigh, she rolled over and reached for the warm thing. Strong arms engulfed Azura, holding her close as though she were a great big pillow. And for as long as she held Azura, she was still. She had no dreams of running free, her mind was only full of images of home.

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When morning came, Sasha opened her eyes to a field of auburn hair, her legs were tangled up with Azura's, her right arm draped around her slender waist in a protective sort of hold. "Oops..." Before the Alpha woke up and slapped her clear across the face for being bold in her sleep, Sasha very carefully untangled herself from the other woman and crawled out of bed and out of the tent. Outside the skies were grey and the air smelled cold and of moisture. It was surely going to snow, if not now, soon.

After checking on the horses and adding some wood to the fire, Sasha decided to take a proper bath because it may be cold. She gathered up her soaps and towel, laying them down by the edge of the river bank and stood there, hesitating. Finally her love of being clean overrode her love of being warm, so she stripped out of her shirt and pants, standing there naked and shivering. As cold as she was now, she knew that she was about to be 30 times colder once she jumped into the water. Steeling her nerves and screwing her eyes shut, Sasha jumped into the water, clamping her jaw shut because she did not want to wake Azura by shrieking as the cold seared her skin and stole her breath.

After a couple of moments, it wasn't so bad. Even though men could go days without ever taking a bath, she did not like to. She was very used to washing up in near-frozen rivers whenever she went out in the woods on training exercises with the other guards. At least there was no ice yet, then this would be horrible. She grabbed her soaps from the water's edge and began to scrub herself clean as quickly as she could before she turned purple from an extended stay in the water.
 
Sleep had started to come slowly, she drifted into a light doze, where the bod felt heavy and restful and the mind was ready to follow into slumber. She felt something move closer and then an arm clutched at her waist and a leg settled over her own. Her breath caught in her throat and for a moment she was wide awake once more. Until she remembered who was besides her and she was not sure whether that was for the better or the worse. She did briefly attempt to detach the woman from her waist but was gentle enough to not actually disturb her. After the third attempt she simply rolled onto her side and gave in to the warmth she felt along her back, along the nape of her neck where Sasha's breath fell in soft puffs.

Once she was comfortable finally sleep came and she did not wake up until she felt something move. Yet she did not move or rise. Her eyes still closed and her body still thick and heavy she allowed herself to be moved without much reaction except a faint groan of displeasure but that ceased the moment she was still again. Time faded as she slept for only a few minutes more. Suddenly she woke with a start at the sound of splashing near by.

She looked around the tent to find Sasha already up and gone and sighed with relief. She laid back in the bed and attempted to go back to sleep but by then her body told her it had to get up and now. With a sigh she rose and left the tent. She gathered what few things she would need and ventured outside. Her body shivered at the cold air as it managed to move through the material she wore and goose bumps rose along the surface of her skin rapidly. A faint growl left her throat before a soft smile replaced it as she caught sight of Sasha swimming in the chilly water. The thought of swimming in such lacked appeal but the concept of rising another day smelling as she did (which by now was actually mostly of Sasha in her opinion) was not how she wished to smell for the rest of the day.

While she felt brave enough to get in the water she quickly stripped out of her clothing and rose up onto the damp rocks. She waited until Sasha was not in danger of being caught by Azura as she settled into the water when she jumped. Unlike Sasha she had no need to scare anyone and as the freezing cold water enveloped her she let out a brief shriek followed by a briefer growl until she was submerged.

It felt as if a dozen ice picks had sliced along her body until her body adjusted to the temperature and the water seemed to warm up around her. Of course there were certain elements of her body that continued to feel the genuine chill of the lake. The nipples of dark cocoa coloured skin that contradicted the pale skin of her breasts had hardened and swelled at the sudden drop in body heat and the goose bumps along her shoulders and arms remained. While the water was clouded slightly by the dust her jump had risen from the sides and base it did not take too long for the particles to settle and the water became clear.

This time there was nothing for her to discreetly hide behind and if they wished to make a good start to the day they did not need to be silly enough to be nervous and shy now. After all they were both women, they had the same parts and it was not the first time Azura had seen a bare female frame.

The only problem was it was the first time she saw Sasha in her human form without any clothing to cover up her frame. Azura found her gaze settled on the female as she moved through the water. While Azura was trim, slim and almost fragile in appearance and seemed to carry no little extra weight at all Sasha frame was a little broader, had that distinctive feminine curve Azura felt she lacked. Sasha had a gentleness, a softness to her features where as Azura was sharp elbows and angled features.

"Perhaps this was not as easy as I thought it would be..."The thought idled through her brain as she waved to Sasha through the water and then pushed herself up to the surface. Her hands quickly found the soap and she began to spin it between her fingers to form a lather to wash herself as quickly as possible.
 
Sasha was busy trying to plan out their trip and their pacing in her mind as she swam about to clear her head. Most of her thoughts were revolving around Azura at the moment and it was hard to concentrate... She had made the journey once before with her father, but she had been a very young pup at the time and the details were fuzzy. The way Azura had felt pressed up against her this morning...how wonderful how body had felt molded up against her own. Plus they had traveled in the early summer, when everything was green and full of life. Now with the trees bare and the fields browning, everything looked totally different. It was like the Alpha had been made for her... It had only taken three weeks and now she was allotted four. But the problem was, what if it snowed? What if the weather turned so bad that the horses could no longer carry on and the had to wait out a storm? What if they needed a way to stay warm that involved the Alpha writhing and crying out in pleasure beneath her...?

"No! Bad! I mustn't think such things!!" Sasha scolded herself and immediately dunked her head under the water, not resurfacing under her lungs ached and her libido had been chilled. And just to make sure that she would be too tired to think of anything remotely sexual for the rest of the day, she began to swim laps around the little section of river that she was occupying. Her mind stayed clear of absolutely everything, until a splash alerted her of a presence and she stopped splashing around herself just in time to see Azura resurface.

"Good morning." Sasha smiled over at Azura and returned the little wave. She felt a lump form in her throat as the Alpha pushed herself up from the water, allowing Sasha a very clear profile of porcelain breasts with hardened cocoa nipples adorning them. "Goddess, please help me." While not a particularly devout young wolf, she wasn't so skeptical as to avoid asking for help from a higher power in times of need. And right now, Sasha was definitely in need. She needed to get out of the water, right now, before Azura did anything else that her perverted mind would twist into something inappropriate. She loved Azura's body. Slender, graceful, unmarred and beautiful. Not like her own, which was scarred in several places from swords, arrows, and claws.

"I ah...should get ready. Take as long as you like, it takes me a little while to put my armor on." Sasha offered the other girl a smile and then pulled herself up onto the riverbank where her towel was. "Brrrrr!" She shivered, shaking herself off a little bit in an attempt to clear off someone of the water from her skin that was slowly losing it's summer's glow. Then she quickly grasped her towel, wrapped it about her body and then bent down to take her soaps with her so that she could head back to the tent.

Fearing that the upcoming snowstorm would make it impossible for her to get in another bath for a couple of days, she searched one of her bags for one of the pieces of luxury she afforded for herself when traveling. Finally she found a bottle of scented oil, while her natural scent wasn't awful, she doubted that Azura would want to smell her sweat for the next couple days just as she also did not want to. She dabbed a little bit of the perfumed oil that smelled of spice and vanilla, with an undertone of cedar, between her breasts and under her arms. Then she began the arduous task of getting ready for the day. On went her underwear, followed by a skin tight-shirt and leather pants. Then there was the arming jacket, followed by her chainmail (with a weight that she found reassuring rather than daunting or constricting), next her leather chest piece, and bracers and then finally, over that, she pulled on a clean, dark green guard's tunic and cinched it in with her belt and scabbard.

Now that she was warmed up, she brushed her hair quickly and then went about the task of picking up camp and loading up the horses. She'd wait until after all the chores were done before she would bother to sit down and have breakfast.
 
Azura made sure to keep her gaze averted as Sasha seemed eager to climb out of the freezing water. She waited until the woman spoke before she looked at her as she deemed that polite. She could see almost every drop of water than clung to Sasha's skin and she realized in that moment that her senses were heightening. She blinked and lowered her gaze to the water once more. "I shall not take too long. I prefer my baths hot I have to admit." She said quickly and then turned so she could run the soap along her form beneath the surface of the chilly liquid. Baths would become colder in the days to come she knew already. At least there was the inn to look forward to. They could have separate rooms, long, hot baths and privacy. She could think on her own, focus and get rid of this troubling and foolish ideas that seemed to be trying to gain a foothold. To make sure they did not gain grip she turned her attention to the dress for Sasha. She had some material in her belongings her mother wished her to use for a dress when she had got to Darcia but perhaps she could use that to make a dress specifically for Sasha. The colour would suit her and there was more than enough to cater for her frame.

Oddly enough the idea worked, even though the focus was still Sasha the dress was enough of a distraction to ease the sexual yearnings she suddenly felt. She washed her long hair and climbed out of the pool with ease. The air felt as if it would turn the droplets to ice as she wrapped the towel around herself and quickly moved into the cave. She dried her form first and then tied her long hair up within the folds of the towel as she pulled on a thin set of under wear and then thin tights that would hold some warmth to her frame, a thin, cotton long sleeved top went over her head and then a thin woolen fleece. Her mother had always made her wear multiple layers where as her brothers always opted for the bulkier single layer which left them cold after a few hours. Once her hair was dry she plaited and let it fall in a straight line along the nape of her neck to keep there warm as she added to the fire and started on preparing breakfast. While some water and herbs heated to make a tea she started to cup up the ground hog meat into thin strips. She packed up most of it but left some out for both her and Sasha to eat as part of their breakfast.

She was aware of Sasha as she moved in and out of the cave as she started to pack everything up. Azura made sure she had everything packed up that belonged to her and cleaned up what ever mess they had made in their time here.

Once the water started to boil she poured the hot liquid into light weighted mugs. "You should eat before we set off Sasha." She said gently but slightly firmly as Sasha came back into the cave and for that moment seemed to be empty handed. "There is some tea, your jerky , thin bread and a little cheese. I hope that shall be enough for you."

She enjoyed the way the hot water transferred heat to the cup and in turn to her. After the chilly started loved the warm sensation as she drank the tea. "I shall fill up the canteens once we are ready to go. The cold should at least keep the water cold."
 
Sasha paused only when Azura had told her that she needed to eat. She blushed a little bit, looking sheepish and knowing that she had gotten caught up in all her work that she was neglecting to take care of herself. "I will eat, soon. Last two bags, and then I will come join you." Sasha quickly jogged off to load the last two bags onto Destry so that she could make good on her word.

She enjoyed a nice breakfast with Azura before it was finally time to leave. A couple of flurries had fallen and they would surely be looking forward to some snowfall. While Azura filled the canteens with water, Sasha checked and double checked the straps that held their gear down before she helped Azura onto her horse, clambered onto her own, and then duo set off towards Darcia once more.

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The week went by slowly. The flurries had turned to fat flakes of snow, and while Destry seemed to have little trouble in the few inches that had accumulated, Sasha kept their pace easy so that Azura would not have to push Three Socks too hard. At night when they would set up camp a little ways off the main road, it became impossible for her to stay on her own side of the tent. Even though she started off all the way on the furthest edge of her sleeping mat away from Azura, she would inevitably move about, roll over, and tangle up their bodies so that she could enjoy their warmth and closeness while she slept. And in the morning, she seemed content to write it off as nothing...even though a growing part of her wondered what it would have been like if she had been braver as a teenager, if she had perhaps pursued Azura when they were younger... Would she still be escorting Azura to see her betrothed? Or would she herself be the one that the Alpha would be mated to...

"You are an Omega. She is an Alpha." The reminder always made the fantasies go away.

The closer and closer they got to the inn, the more people they began to see on the road with them. They passed a band of dwarves pedaling their wares, as well as a group of humans, a lone mage, and several other werewolves. On one of the days they had caught up to a family of elves, a husband and wife with their two small children that were bickering. Sasha adored kids and so dismounted her horse to play with the children so that their parents could have a moment of peace and talk to Azura about adult things, while Sasha pelted children with snowballs and ran about like an idiot, pretending to be a big scary werewolf. (Honestly her 'Arrooooo!'s are much more scary in her werewolf form than the human one. And her growls were terrifying! ...although the children didn't think so...especially the girl, that kept giggling and calling her a 'silly puppy'.) Once the children were tired, Sasha let the little brother and sister ride atop Destry for as long as the elves' path matched their own. And then it was time for their paths to separate, the family wandered off onto a less traveled fork in the road, probably to head home to forest.

That night, Destry had whinnied and huffed in distress, causing Sasha to stir out of her coma and wake up, tangled in Azura's limbs as usual (the young guard was a very heavy sleeper, only Destry's startled neighs could ever wake her). Sasha had quickly dressed and ran outside the tent to snuff out the fire and quiet the horses, drawing them closer to the tent. She stayed outside with them through the night, shivering without a fire or the barrier of the tent to take the edge of the wind. She had been assigned to protect Azura, and she would do her duty as best she could. The worst part was actually not the cold...it was how much she missed having her face buried in the back of Azura's neck with auburn hairs tickling her face. Would her heart feel this hollow once they were at Darcia and Azura went off with her mate? Probably...perhaps she should take to sleeping outside of the tent permanently....

By morning she was exhausted, and now at midday, she seemed to wobble a bit atop of Destry as they rode along, her head drooping as she began to doze off, then immediately snapping back up just in time to keep her from toppling out of her saddle from full blown sleep. She knew she had to stay awake, Destry did not wake her last night for nothing. Even though the disturbance had not shown itself the night before, did not mean that it wasn't going to show itself now. And as if on cue, an arrow whizzed through the arrow, hitting Sasha in the shoulder and piercing her leather, only stopping when it ran into her chainmail.

"You need to run." Her eyes quickly found Azura's and it was very clear that Sasha wasn't asking, she was telling. The Alpha needed to leave, and she needed to draw the bandits away so that her charge was safe. There was a pouch that Azura kept tied to her waist that Sasha had seen before. She grabbed at it, taking it away and making sure the motion was very obvious. "Go to the inn, I will find you, I promise." Sasha said hurriedly, her eyes apologizing for taking away whatever was in the pouch that belonged to the Alpha. And then before Azura could argue, Sasha quickly turned Destry around and charged back the way they had came, drawing out several bandits from the tree line who chased after her on their own steeds. The brunette atop the massive percheron had been a very enticing target to begin with because the horse was laden with so much gear. But now that she had a pouch full of what the bandits assumed to be gold or other valuables, she'd basically painted a giant bullseye on her back.
 
The week proved to be a long one and the weather Miss Esme had promised came true. The skies were constantly overcast and flurries came and went with large flakes that settled though thankfully they remained light. Three Socks at first would playfully attempt to catch the snow flakes in his mouth and the sound of his large jaw snapping together could be heard frequently but by day five the act ceased to truly amuse him.

When they were not traveling Azura used any free moment she had to work on the material she had. A design had come to mind for Sasha and she would spend the evenings quiet and worked by the fire light. She always wished Sasha sweet dreams and made sure she fell asleep first before she climbed into the bed.

The old blanket became a favorite item of hers but that which kept away the cold the most was Sasha. Azura always made sure that she was a good distance away from the Omega when she settled to sleep but somehow during the night she would often stir to find herself coupled up with her. She would feel warm breath on the back of her neck and felt a growing urge to press her neck against the lips that air came from but she did not. Sasha showed no sign of interest in her and Azura put down the way she curled up to her down to simply her keeping warm in the cold weather and nothing more. She never permitted herself to even imagine what she would actually do if Sasha actually did anything to show interest in her. Whether that was out of lack of genuine affection for the female or perhaps she was aware it was better for her not to even let that idea take root she refused to even answer to herself.

She became grateful for the distractions of others on the road. They would pause to talk or help if needed. They often would group up with others if they were going in the same direction to act as a bigger deterrent to any bandits. Azura while she had enjoyed talking to the Elven parents her eyes had barely left the young children and Sasha. A warm smile present on her lips until the Elven female had asked if Sasha was her partner. That smile had instantly faded before she forced herself to laugh and shake her head as she explained she was on her way to her betrothed and Sasha was her guard.

She longed to reach the inn, more than anything she wanted time to be alone properly. She wanted to vent the growing sexual frustrations she felt as she watched the female guard. She simply wanted a hot bath and to get out of her body and mind what ever last minutes worries about Darcia and Lazarus had turned into. She just wanted to ignore the fact that each day that passed them by she was more tempted to find out what Sasha's lips felt like, how she smelled, how she sounded when she was aroused. What were the females ideals in a mate and why had she not selected a female one by now?

She had stirred during the night when she felt a strange chill cool her form and found Sasha had gone. She had quickly examined beyond the folds of the tent but had been signaled silently by Sasha to return to bed. While Azura had been tempted to argue with her something in the womans eyes stopped her from doing so and she complied with the silent request.

She watched the forest around them as they traveled, aware that Sasha was exhausted. She let out a soft growl as she heard the arrow pass through the air and that growl only grew louder as she saw where it had landed. She was already in the process of turning Three Socks around when Sasha's words gave her pause. Her eyes turned into annoyed slits at the woman at the but she followed it..for a few minutes.

She lead Three Socks to a small little cove she had spotted that had no signs of life within or use. Once she was certain Three Socks was safe she quickly undressed and let out a soft breath. She had seen that apologetic look in Sasha's eyes when she had taken her purse and while she cared for what was within she cared far more for the female that had ran off to keep her safe. Every fiber in her being told her to follow and every knowing Sasha was in danger made her feel raw and angry.

Her ears grew in length and became pointed as her hair seemed to shrink as fur in dark auburn hues began to grow along her form. She could feel her fingers grow smaller while the nails thickened, sharpened and turned into claws. She watched as her focus drew closer to the ground and all her senses became amplified as the complete change altered her form entirely.

While her body bent over and she shrank a little in height she was not as small as normal wolves were. Her tail did not disappoint her this time as it grew full in length. Auburn fur with faint shimmers of other hues gleaned along her form int he changing lights of shadows and light as she ran out from the cove and went after the scent of Sasha and the bandits. Did she care that she was ignoring an order? Not in that moment. She let the wolf out and the wolf was harder to force back into it's box when it had been released.
 
Sasha heard a couple more arrows whiz by her as she road away. She was glad that the bandits were poorly trained. Shooting from a galloping horse was much more difficult than it seemed. The young guard was also glad for Destry’s long legs that carried them at a far enough range that the bandits kept missing until they had finally ran out of arrows! Though…unfortunately, just like in her race with Azura, Destry’s pace slowed to a trot after a few minutes and the bandits were soon on her. The biggest one of them rode along side her and kicked her straight off her horse, grabbing the reins of Destry and forcing the mare to stop her pace while Sasha tumbled to the ground.

A little frazzled from the impact, Sasha got up on unsteady legs, drawing her sword as the six bandits surrounded her.

“Aw come on girlie. Put that thing down before yeh hurt yerself! Just give us the gold and then we can get down to business.”

“Back off.” Sasha gave a low, feral growl. Her eyes flickered around as the bandits dismounted their steeds and drew their own weapons, slowly closing the circle around her.

“A wolfie eh? Good thing it ain’t a full moon, ey boys?” The leader taunted, eliciting a round of guffaws from his minions.

Sasha was a talented sword fighter, but her greatest weakness lay in the fact that she had never killed anyone before, nor did she wish to. She traded blows with the bandits, metal clanging and ringing out loudly in the air. She was fast and graceful, dodging their clumsy swings and retaliating with her own. But still, she had only managed to incapacitate one by clocking him in the back of the head with the hilt of her sword as she ran past him, and really pissed off another by drawing blood from his sword arm. Exhausted from a night of no sleep, it was so hard to keep her attention split between five enemies. Eventually they wore her down and one kicked out the back of her leg, forcing her to her knees and then wrapping her up in a headlock.

“Let go of me!” Sasha shouted, flailing around and throwing elbows as she gripped at the arm that held her, preventing it from choking her. Destry became worried for her Mistress’ safety and reared up, trying to help by trampling the bandit that was holding and nearly succeeded, until the man roughly yanked the mare down and forced her to stay with all four legs on the ground.

“Maybe we should have went for the other one instead.” Panted out the bandit that held Sasha. “This one’s awfully feisty.”

“Naw she was too skinny. This one is hardier, she’ll be able to take us all better I reckon. Maybe if we wear her out we can go searching for her friend, she can’t have gotten far.” Replied the leader who was already admiring Sasha with a lecherous gaze.

It took Sasha a moment to figure out what they were implying, but once she had, she began to struggle all the harder. “Get off!” The girl roared, tugging roughly at the bandit’s arm to try to free herself. They wouldn’t harm a single hair on Azura’s head as long as she drew breath! The wolf inside of her clawed at the base of her skull and once more Sasha let out a lower, more feral growl. Could she trust her wolf if she shifted? Would the animal inside of her become out of control and far too wild now that it was no longer just Sasha herself that was threatened, but also the woman that her wolf perceived as belonging to her?

“Shaddup mutt!” A slap across the face made her cheek glow red and her blue eyes flickered like the hottest part of a fire, the pupils dilating. That was the final straw. Just the thought of that filthy hand repeating the same motion to her Azura made something surge up from deep inside of Sasha. She had gone so long without killing anyone but now, her wolf wanted blood. Before she could stop herself, the hair atop her head and all over her body turned white, her teeth lengthened, turning into full fangs, and her nails grew into claws. She swiped at the arm that held her in a headlock, drawing blood and making the bandit release her so that she could scramble to her feet.

Seeing her in a half wolf form seemed to make the bandits give pause but still, they were confident that six of them would be no match for one little wolf.
 
There had always been certain differences between the Alphas and Omegas. Some of those differences showed in the human counter parts of themselves and others showed when the human had shed their humanoid form and entered the more primal, animal form that forgot or simply ignored moral restrictions, beliefs and such understandings. Azura had over the years seen that her wolf form was broader, taller and bigger than many of the Omega males let alone females. It was not a massive difference but it was noticeable especially when she had such a small human form. Azura relished the freedom that being in this form gave her. Her problems shrank to such smaller concerns. In normal circumstance her worries floated around, could she eat it, bed it, look after it or kill it? Friend or foe was far easier to decide upon but acts were also done more rashly.

It had not taken too long for Azura to track the bandits down, they were neither quiet nor were they adept at hiding their tracks. It also helped that by then she knew Sasha's scent almost as well as her own. She slowed as she heard the sound of flesh meet skin and was aware that Sasha had been struck. She paused only briefly as she observed the happenings before her. She quickly counted up the men and made sure Sasha was not truly harmed. Her nostrils flared at the knowledge that Sasha boarded upon the change herself and she wondered why she had not already done so. Perhaps she could not...

The scent of blood touched the air as her gaze turned to Destry and seemingly a smile crossed the wolfs lips. She could only hope Destry would recognize who it was and not instantly bolt away from her in an attempt to avoid being lunch for a hungry wolf. Her target became the man with the horse who was stood a little further from the gathered. If Destry had been stood up the move would of been more awkward but the mans act made it that much easier for her. In one swift jump she cleared over Destry's back and her front paws made contact with the mans body. His hands instantly released the horse as he let out a scream of surprise and pain ad claws dug into his flesh. His weight was nothing compared to her in this state and his balance was instantly lost. She paid him no more mind when his head hit a rock and she cared little for what damage may have been done to him.

She heard Destry instantly rise to her hooves as the remaining four turned the attentions to the new threat. Destry instantly rose to her hind feet and Azura watched as a kick out brought a heavy hoof against his chest and he was propelled backwards into the tree behind hm. His head had slammed into the frost covered trunk and his body hit the ground , another out cold. That left three....

"Well looks like her friend came to find us...." The leader spoke calmly and loudly so that he tried to keep the mood of his gathered up and so they were less likely to thread as Azura bared her teeth and let out a growl of warning. "I said we should of gone 'fter 'tother one!" One man cried out. Azura could smell the dying scents of their arousal in the air. She knew what they had intended for Sasha and she was not going to permit that to happen. "Well if you be so eager for her go and get 'er..." With that the leader pushed him forward directly towards Azura.

The man seemed torn and seemed dense enough to belief soothing words and a gentle hand may work. He slid his sword into the sheath and approached carefully, his hand he reached out as if to gently stroke her and nearly lost it seconds later as she snapped at him and made sure he heard the way her jaws practically slammed together before she lowered her head and captured his thigh between her teeth to yank him from side to side before she released him and let his body fall without another look. That left two....

She could taste the mans blood in her mouth as she looked to the leader and bared the now bloody teeth. Unlike Sasha , Azura had killed before. During one summer away she had been attacked by two bandits when she had gone to bathe after the first arrival of her moon blood. They had, had similar intentions to these men and Azura remembered the way the blade had felt against her thin throat, the way their breath stank of stale wine. She remembered how one had reached between her legs..and then darkness struck. When she became conscious once more she found herself with two dead men and her mother and father drawing her out of the shocked state she had entered.

At first she was tempted to take the leader but instead she lifted up one heavy paw and made a fake swing at him. Instantly he jumped backwards and directly into Sasha's reach....

Some part of her human now subconscious was quite aware in all certainly Sasha was likely going to be angry at her for disobeying her order and while it felt the briefest of pangs at that knowledge of what would likely come she knew what ever wrath she had to take would be worth it if she got Sasha out unscathed.
 
”Azura?” Sasha blinked in surprise as a large wolf jumped clear across Destry and landed firmly atop one of the bandits. “Don’t you dare touch her!” Sasha snarled and lurched forward and struggled against the bandit that kept her arms locked up, making it impossible for her to move. She should shift…she knew she should. But now that Azura was, she was too nervous, too ashamed. Miss Esme had told her not to be afraid to change infront of the Alpha, but that was easier said than done. Thankfully Azura appeared to be more than capable of handling herself.

As the leader jumped backwards and came within her reach, Sasha stomped down on the foot of the man that held her from behind. He released her, howling in pain and grasping his foot, hopping about on one leg. Then she sprang forward and latched onto the leader’s shoulder. At first she didn’t catch anything but the taste of cloth and leather, but after taking a bite out of the man’s armor and spitting it out, her teeth came down again, this time sinking into soft flesh and crushing the bone underneath. The man screamed and flailed forward, trying to escape. And Sasha just…let him go. It was probably far too much kindness than he deserved, but she could not bring herself to deal a killing blow, not for as long as her human mind could still tame her wolf’s.

The leader and his few conscious comrades retreated into the woods, leaving the ones that were out cold strewn about the two young women. Sasha doubted that he’d come back and collect his men once the coast was clear, but that was not her problem. Right now her problems revolved around the fact that Azura had purposefully disobeyed her and had willingly put herself in danger.

“Are you crazy?! I told you to run!” Sasha rounded on Azura as soon as the men were gone, her anger at being disobeyed fueled by the wildness of her wolf. Her face was covered in blood and she quickly wiped off the warm, metallic tasting liquid off her face. “You could have been hurt.” Blue eyes quickly surveyed Azura’s form, trying to find any signs of wounds. ”Goddess…she is so very beautiful…”. She had never seen Azura’s true form before. And the power and strength that the Alpha’s wolf form represented…some of the anger dissipated, only to be replaced by something else. “Are you hurt? You could have been killed! Damnit Azura!” She growled, her hands balling up into fists and the muscles in her arms straining with pent up energy. She wasn’t really angry at the other woman…but this whole event made her realize how much Azura meant to her. Her feelings had moved past a silly childhood crush, past the lustings of a young woman over a beautiful fellow female, and past the protectiveness of a guard over their charge.

“If something happened to you…I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself…” Sasha’s voice grew quiet and her features softened, but she made no effort to switch back into her purely human form. Instead, she approached and knelt down infront of Azura, flinging her arms about the wolf’s neck. She immediately buried her face into the fur of her throat, replacing the scent of strange men that polluted her nostrils with the familiar scent of the Alpha. Her Alpha. Her Azura.

She should shift back…the possessive thoughts of her wolf were not good. But, a little shaken over what had just happened, and thankful that Azura had come back and spared her from letting out her wolf that surely would have killed those men, Sasha was just happy to bury her face in the Alpha’s fur for a little while and bask in her heat and scent.

“Thank you for coming back for me…”
 
A pain fulled cry filled the air and for a moment Azura expected it to have been caused by far more than a stomped on foot. That man was lucky and so was the leader as Azura watched Sasha deliver her two bites. The first caused no damage but on the second she heard bone break and a satisfactory smile would of touched her lips. She glanced after the pair as they scarpered and she gave those on the ground a glance over as she listened to their heart rates. They all were still alive but would need help. That was not in her place to give that to them though.

Her attention instantly turned to Sasha as the first of several screams sounded through the air. She waited until Sasha appeared to have at least finished. This was the one frustrating element when one was in human form and another in wolf as the methods of communication were reduced. She remained silent until the moment Sasha seemed to relax. She would add her own piece once she had shifted into her human form once more. For now she was simply relieved at the fact that Sasha was alive and mostly unharmed except for the red mark on her cheek. As she knelt down in front of her Azura gently lowered her head against her form as she seemed to attempt to cover the scent the men had left with her own. She brushed her neck against Sasha's shoulder and her snout against her neck. At her thanks she gently head butted her against her forehead as she let out a gently growl of happiness before she brought her mouth upon her neck and started to lick along the base , where shoulder met flesh. Her long, rough tongue skimmed along Sasha's skin until she seemed satisfied by something. In truth it was the fact that Sasha's smelled like hers again, the scents that had been left were cleaned or overpowered by Azura's own.

The anger and fear faded away and Azura watched Sasha close for several moments as the energy that both emotions had created morphed into something else. She had to back away but the warmth that radiated from her semi changed state made Azura want to remain where she was, Minutes past and with a reluctant low growl she started to move backwards away from her before she could give into the urges that not only simmered but threatened to boil over.

She gave Sasha a final playful lick on her chin before she moved away enough to give them both space. She waited for Sasha to gather what items she had dropped and then lead her tot he little cove she had left Three Socks in. She did not let Sasha out of her sight in case trouble came for them again until they both reached the cove. Once satisfied they were safe she gradually changed back into her human formed and began to get dressed so they could carry on with their journey. She had, had to fight the wolf back from simply pinning Sasha down and doing something she should not even entertain. The thoughts were dimmed slightly by the tiredness that began to touch her after the sudden transition to wolf and back but her jaws ached with unreleased frustration and her fingers ached with desire to touch and explore Sasha's form and make sure she was not harmed any where at all, not even a bruise. At least once more that is what she could at least attempt to convince herself it was.
 
The feeling of Azura’s tongue on her bare flesh was absolute heaven. More and more arousal washed over her with each passing lick, making her core tingle and warmth radiate between her legs, causing her to pin her thighs shut, terrified the scent of her arousal would become so thick that it would no longer be masked by the smell of sweat and blood. A soft, happy growl rumbled in her throat and she nuzzled into the Alpha’s neck, shutting her eyes. Her fingers came to the back of Azura’s head as she continued to lick, nails gently raking through the soft fur to show her enjoyment of the attention to her neck. Perhaps she should fully shift, just to return the pleasurable sensation. Only so they were even, of course. Maybe lick a few other place as well…

When Azura pulled away, it was everything Sasha could do to resist the urge to pull her back. Part of her was glad that the Alpha had stopped. Any more licks and the young guard would have probably lost her cool and ended up shamelessly moaning in delight. Her lips curled into a smile at the lick to her chin and she reached up, gently stroking Azura’s cheek before she stood. Azura was right to be on the move again, they could not stay here all day, they still had a journey to go through after all. So she gathered up her sword that had fallen and took Destry by the reins. The poor mare was also tired from all the excitement, so Sasha spared her the burden of carrying her. Instead she just walked between the percheron and the wolf all the way back to Three Socks.

Throughout the walk she stayed in her half-wolf state, still a little on edge and afraid for some sort of retribution from the injured bandits, but it never came. This was the closest Sasha had ever been to actually changing infront of another person before. She was so close that her hair had turned white as the snow to reflect her true wolf’s form. Most werewolves were much like their human counterparts in build and in color, but Sasha was a bit of an oddball. Her wolf was white, enormous, and male. Sometimes she felt as though there had been some sort of mix-up when she had been created because her two halves were so mismatched.

She reverted back to her human form once they made it to the cove that Azura had found, just in time too, because now the Alpha was shifting back and stark naked. Before she went completely mad with lust, she quickly turned her back onto Azura, allowing the other girl some privacy to get dressed in. Once the rustling of cloths ended, she turned back around and offered Azura a tired smile. “Just a little longer…then it’ll be nothing but warm beds and hot baths.” Sasha assured her friend to help lift their spirits up once more. She couldn’t wait to get to the inn. The first thing she was going to do was lock the door and take care of the ache between her legs before she pounced atop Azura and demanded that she tend to the lust that she had caused!

“Oh, here, before I forget. I’m sorry I took it from you… I just… I wanted them to think that you were worth nothing so that they’d follow me.” Sasha apologized as she reached down her tunic and pulled out the pouch that she had wrapped around her neck and tucked away for safe keeping. She handed it back to Azura and then moved with the Alpha back towards the horses so that they could get their journey underway once more. Even though she knew the other woman didn’t need help getting onto her horse, Sasha still insisted upon doing it anyways, every time. It gave her an excuse to hold Azura’s hand…if only for a minute.

Once seated atop their steeds, Sasha nudged Destry forward. The poor mare trudged along, tired and seeming to want to get to the inn for some rest just as badly as her Mistress did.
 
She had felt Sasha's claws rake through her fur and a faint shiver had ran along her spine down to her tail. The feeling was pleasant but not quite enough. Instead it had simply created a itch she could not allow to be scratched. Her silver gaze had often turned to Sasha as they moved back to Three Socks. At times her gaze slightly puzzled by the semi transformation now that she was relaxed enough to take in the actual details of her form. That was a mistake also but it seemed Azura was intentionally or not hell bent on making them. Sasha fur was as white as the snow around them and her form seemed on the verge of broadening even further than it already had. Most if not all wolves as far as Azura knew, had seen and been taught kept their human counter parts colours at the very least a darker tone of it but Sasha's was the complete opposite. She put that little detail aside for later questions but for now more important tasks were due to be finished.

She felt more comfortable once her human form was covered again and she had some semblance of covering from the cold and a barrier between herself and Sasha as flimsy as it was. It at least kept her in her place at least for now. She smiled to Sasha as she took back her little pouch. In truth it had very little of monetary value about it but simple tokens she had collected over the years she had every intention of keeping. "I understand what you did though I do not agree with what you did. Not because you took the pouch but because you put yourself in tremendous danger. Don't do it again." Her tone had turned into a order but she was not sure if Sasha would keep to it in the future.

The idea of warm beds and hot baths did not lead to the relaxing thoughts Azura had hoped for. In fact in her current state it simply made the situation worse. The idea of being sunk in hot , scented water was relaxing enough except how the thought of Sasha being in the water with her came to mind. She bite her inner cheek hard until she drew blood and reminded herself of Lazarus. The way she could hurt him eased the images a little. "She won't be able to give you pups. There would not be that with her. " As the thoughts crossed her mind the arousal faded further and for a while it seemed to work but it had left an inner chill in the same token.

Her hand gently squeezed Sasha's as she helped her climb her horse and while it annoyed her slightly still she enjoyed the caring act. Three Socks relaxed once Azura was on him. He had been filled with tension since she had disappeared off but he had known he would only make matters worse by disappearing on her to seek her out.

Silence fell between the group as they moved onto the inn. Tiredness ebbed at all of them now and thankfully nothing happened as they made their way through the woods. Finally they saw the glow of light through trees and Azura sighed with relief. The little town that surrounded the inn was bustling and snow threatened to fall afresh soon.

They got their horses settled at the stables, made sure both had good, clean hay, fresh water and oats before they made their way to the inn. Once they entered the building it became quite obvious many travelers had made their way there to wait out the snow that was coming. Azura made her way to the bar and asked for two rooms which was greeted with a laugh.

"You must be the luckiest travelers tonight. We have two left though they are small they are warm and do have baths." Azura simply nodded her head as she paid the gold and accepted both keys. She turned to Sasha and past one key over to her. "Here we go. Shall we part ways for a couple of hours? Get a long soak and a nap then meet here for something hot to eat?"
 
Sasha heard the order in the Alpha's voice, but she would respectfully decline to obey it in her head, knowing that she'd probably get yelled at if she were to actually do it verbally. Her orders had already come from the Captain of the Guard: she was to make sure Azura got to Darcia in one month, unharmed, and she was inclined to obey those ones because they suited her nature better. Sasha had been groomed for years to think of her own life as a bargaining chip, one that would gladly be exchanged for the life of another. While she had no intention of dying foolishly, that wouldn't keep her from sacrificing herself so that her charge may escape and live.

Although sleep tugged at the corners of her eyes, Sasha forced herself to stay awake and focused for the rest of their journey. She was relieved when they saw the glowing lights of the inn. After leaving their horses at the inn and taking the bags that were only their luggage into the building, she wove her way through the crowd closely behind Azura and up to the innkeeper. There were so many people! She breathed a sigh of relief that they had managed to get the last two rooms, honestly she didn't know if she could deal with another night pressed up Azura with this much sexual frustration weighing her down.

"That sounds excellent." Sasha smiled sleepily as she accepted her key and put it into her pocket. "If you are hungry and I'm still asleep, feel free to wake me." Currently she was so tired that she appeared to have entirely forgotten all about their bet and what it would entail. Though, after her nap, she probably would stay hiding in her room, feigning sleep until Azura dragged her out of bed to be put into a dress.

After dropping off Azura's bag at her room, she headed to her own which was right next door. Sasha was glad their rooms were so close, that meant that she could keep an eye on her charge without actually keeping her blue eyes glued that gorgeous form with delicate breasts and a sexy sway to her hips... And Azura's laugh...her smile...the way her silver eyes seemed even brighter when she was giggling over something foolish that Sasha had said or done; such little things made Sasha's heart flutter, which only made the ache between her legs worsen as her primal feelings and emotional ones intertwined. With a soft sigh, she dropped her bag onto the floor and strode across the room to the bed. She couldn't wait any longer, she needed to take care of her urges before she could even begin to enjoy a nice, hot, relaxing bath. Sasha flopped down unceremoniously onto the bed and struggled to kick off her boots while her hands began to tug off her armor. It was amazing how the prospect of pleasure made her get the armor off of her that much better, chucking pieces onto the ground before she lay back onto the bed and wriggled out of her leathers just enough to allow her hand free room to roam.

She whimpered softly as her fingers glided over the outer lips that were still damp from the left over arousal that Azura's wolf's licks had caused. A moan snuck past her lips and she quickly clamped her teeth down over the lower one, trying to seal her mouth shut. It wouldn't be good if Azura heard her. Nor was right if she lay there, pleasuring herself to thoughts of Azura. It wasn't fair to the friendship that they had forged. So Sasha lost herself in other thoughts, other fantasies, other memories.

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"Come on Sasha! You're supposed to be showing me around!" Tala giggled and grasped the guard by the hand, tugging her into the stables.

"Y-you want to see the stables?" A younger, bumbling Sasha with cheeks that were almost as red as Tala's hair shivered slightly at the feeling of her hand being held by another girl for the first time. Hesitant legs followed after the Alpha from another pack. She was supposed to be showing Tala around the city, not around the stables. "Surely the ones at your home are much gran-" She didn't even get to finish the question before soft lips crashed into her own half-parted ones. There were thin arms throwing themselves around her neck, a warm body pressing firmly up against her armor, making her suddenly feel entirely too hot on that spring day. And then, something about the memory drastically changed. As Sasha pulled back, she no longer saw the young face of Tala, it was the young face of her Alpha instead!

"Az-Azura!" Sasha yelped and flung herself backwards, tripped over an uneven part of the floor, and landed straight on her ass.

Goddess, even in her fantasies she was a disaster waiting to happen.

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Sasha groaned in frustration, eyes snapping open and staring up at the ceiling. She took a deep breath and stopped the circular motion of her fingers as she lay there, trying to clear Azura out of her mind. "Okay...let's try this again..."

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"Sasha...please..." Tala whimpered softly as the guard's hands roamed over nubile form. They had been fooling around for nearly the entire weekend and now both of them were trembling with need...as well as the nerves that came with inexperience. Sasha could remember Tala's scent as the Alpha struggled against her wolf's form, it was thick with desire, intoxicating with it's wildness...

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And then Sasha drew breath. She was close, so very close. Pleasure was coiling around her core, winding so tight that the young female felt as though she were going to snap and be tossed into a sea of bliss at any moment... But that deep breath she had drawn had turned out to be a mistake. She smelled heavily of Azura's wolf, and that reminder that she smelled like her Alpha, had been accidentally marked by her, warped her fantasies once more.

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"Sasha..." Azura was panting beneath her, laying back in a bed of hay, her voice thick with arousal. Sasha felt as though those silver eyes were pleading with her, asking for something that words could not form...that neither of them had been able to say. "I want you to be my first..."

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(Hey, they were her fantasies, she could make up the dialogue how she liked! As unrealistic as it may be...)

The image in her mind's eye of Azura's pleading look and the heartfelt admission were enough. Sasha cried out, much louder than she had expected to, and totally came undone. Her hips bucked, her breathing came out in shuddering pants, and she continued to furiously rub the engorged nub of her clit, even though it was excrutiatingly sensitive from lack of stimulation.

Nearly a dozen orgasms later, Sasha's body was totally drained, her hand and pants were soaked with her own juices, and the parts of her body that were bare glistened with sweat. But as tired as her body was, her mind was surprisingly alert and active. She had fantasized and pleasured herself to lusty thoughts of Azura for an hour. She felt guilty for using her friend in such a way...but to be perfectly honest, she had never reached such pleasure in her entire young life. She needed a bath...she felt dirty, and not the good kind of dirty either. So after getting rid of the last of her clothes, she dragged her tired form off to the bathroom, drew herself a bath, and then soaked in the warm, scented liquid for awhile as she tried to scrub the guilt and Azura's lingering scent off of her.

Then back to the bedroom she went after her bath. She was too tired to get dressed into her pajamas and so just collapsed onto the bed, wrapped only in a towel, falling asleep as soon as her wet hair hit the pillow. Briefly she noticed that the room smelled heavily of sex and she should probably open a window, but that would have to wait for her to wake because darkness had already overtaken her.
 
Azura sighed inwardly with relief when Sasha accepted the key without an argument or debate that they needed to share a room in case trouble came. She nodded her head at Sasha's words about what she was to do if Sasha simply passed out. In truth part of Azura would be perfectly happy if Sasha slept through the night and until they could set off the following day. That would make the night pass much easier she was sure.

She offered her thanks to Sasha once she had placed the belongings in her room and bid her a pleasant bath and nap before they each disappeared into their own rooms. She was grateful that they had managed to snag rooms so close to each other but she was not sure that was in all aspects good. She heard the sounds of heavy armour hitting the wooden floor next door and realized Sasha must of been getting undressed already. She locked her fingers together and forced herself to focus on something mundane. She took out of one bag the dress she had been working on. She hung it up on the back of the door and stared at it thoughtfully. It was missing something. That decided she quietly sneaked out of the room and out of the inn. After some wandering she found what she was looking for and purchased the silvery grey material. She quickly returned back to her room in time to hear strange sounds from Sasha's room. The dress was a cool grey in hue. The colour reminded her of skies just before a storm. She was certain it would make Sasha own blue eyes stand out , not that she needed aid in that.

She did not wish to disturb her if she was not in danger. Perhaps she was merely talking in her sleep. Azura tilted her head to the side and listened keenly. It only took a moment to recognize the meaning behind the sound. The thickness of the groan, the pleasure that seemed to practically come to life within the sound and Azura quickly muted her keener senses. She was now fully aware of what was going on in the next room and she felt the desire to go in and find out more dragged at her consciousness. If she did she was certain it would be her undoing.

Steeling herself against the sounds that came from the next room she turned her focus back to the dress. With urgency she got out her threads and needles and set to finishing the attire. She realized this had been her distraction all week and soon she would no longer have that. Hopefully Sasha remembered the bet she had lost and would be willing to pay it. She also hoped that Sasha would like the dress. She had created it with Sasha's preferences in mind as she recalled what she had said over the week. Her breasts remained covered up and while the outfit revealed some curve it hung freely that it would not hold to her like a second skin and should keep her cool rather than stifle her.

After she had finished it she quickly bathed and fought the urge to pleasure herself. While she wanted to she was not sure she could not follow through with the thoughts that also came with what she knew she would imagine to reach such peaks. No, instead she simply soaked in the hot water and allowed the oil she had put in soak into her weary form. The scent of cocoa and henna had filled the air as she washed through her dark red strands and cleaned her skin of every smudge and shadow of dirt from her form.

Once she was satisfied she was clean she dried and dress in a simple dress that she was sure she had packed for any small inns as this. The dress reminded her of her mother and she spent several minutes wondering what they were up to now. If their routine was anything to go by Mother would be trying to get her brothers to sit still long enough to eat and her father would just be returning home. The knowledge of such made her feel even worse. She wanted to ask her mother what to do once more. Should she follow that feeling that while it had started out as simple sexual had become something more...or ignore it entirely? She did not want to but she had no idea what alternative there was. Betray Lazarus and Sasha both by bedding the pair of them while appearing faithful to Lazarus? No she cared too much for Sasha to do that to her and did in truth respect Lazarus too much to sully and humiliate his name in such a way.

No, it wa sbest for everyone if she simply pretended nothing had changed. That Sasha was simply a friend that she loved and cared for deeply. She slid into the long dress, fashioned her hair into a thick plait that hung down to the curve of her rear and pulled on the simple shoes. She applied a little of the pure oil to behind her ears, at both sides of her neck, wrists and between her breasts before she picked up Sasha's dress and went to her room. The scent of cocoa and henna hung around her , especially in the smoky air of the inn.

She did knock five times . loudly on Sasha's door but when nothing came from within she opened the door and walked in. Suddenly she wished she hadn't while at the same time she knew she was glad she had not missed such a sight either. Sasha in her exhaustion had not even covered herself up after the bath and her bare form was impossible to ignore. The scent of the room also was impossible to ignore as the sexual, provocative and thick scent of sex clung to the contained room.

She tried not to breathe in again as she closed the door and before she did anything else she opened the window to let out some of the scent that Sasha had created in her sexual activities before. Carefully and slowly she attempted to pull the covers over Sasha so she could try and pretend that she had not seen her bare legs, the curve of her thigh or the fact that she had looked so blissfully happy in her sleep. Then that was that part of her that wished to lean over her bare back and kiss along the spine until she stirred, wanted to stroke her fingers along her inner thighs until her legs parted and she could....

She stopped that idea going any further as she stepped determinedly away from Sasha form and coughed loudly. "Time to wake up Sasha before we miss the food."
 
Sasha was completely dead to the world for the next couple of hours as she napped. She had started face down and on her stomach, the only change that had occurred was the slight shifting of her head to the side. It was evident that her body was too tired to move, even though flailing about in her sleep was in her nature. The coarse, loosely wrapped towel that had covered her had fallen from her body, leaving the muscled but curvy form bare to the open air of the room. The innkeeper hadn’t lied, the space was indeed quite warm and Sasha hadn’t even sought out a blanket in her sleep! Feeling herself becoming covered, her lips curled into a smile and she heaved a happy sigh, though other than that, she still did not stir.

“Mrrphnnng.” Came a soft grunt from the female, who was only roused by a familiar, feminine voice. Blue eyes slowly opened, blinking sleep away as she yawned, stretched, and then rolled over so that she could face Azura. But something…something didn’t feel right… It was like her pajamas were made of fleece rather than linen… It took her a moment for her sleep addled mind to realize that she was entirely naked under the sheets and that’s why her body felt so strange! Good thing she had wrapped herself up in blankets before falling asleep. And good thing she had opened the window before going to bed, otherwise having Azura in her room right now would have been really awkward!

Honestly she couldn’t remember much after getting out of the bathtub. And she’d been sleeping in her own scent for so long that Sasha didn’t even notice the fact that the heady odor of arousal clung to her, making her smell as though she were in heat. So the poor guard didn’t know that she should probably be embarrassed right now. Though, embarrassment would soon find her it appeared.

“You look very ni—“ She paused, noticing the dress that Azura was holding. And while it was beautiful, Sasha was watching the garment as though it were a poisonous snake, not a piece of finery. “Nooooo…” Sasha grasped the blankets and tugged them over her head, trying her best to hide. “I can’t see you, you’re not real. This is just a bad dream and when I wake up you’ll be here, holding a steak instead of a dress.”
 
At her expected reaction Azura laughed and stepped towards Sasha's door. She placed the dress on the back of the door and then returned to the bed. With the fresher air in the room and the fact that Sasha was hiding her form under the blanket Azura felt so certain she could approach the female without some stubborn instinct kicking in. She crouched down besides the bed and smiled at Sasha's hidden face as she let out another laugh while her hand reached up. She gripped the blanket and started to yank it downwards so she could at least see Sasha's face.

She had to admit she loved Sasha's nature. She loved the way of her humour, the way she took everything in her stride and how she seemed to want to experience everything that she could. She felt oddly happier with Sasha than she could recall being and felt more like herself than she had before. As if Sasha made her comfortable enough not to always be serious.

"I am afraid this is not just a bad dream but real and there is steak down stairs and if you want it you have to fulfill your part of the bet Sasha. If I have to force you into it I shall or tickle you into submission I shall. " Her tone had become playful threatening as she leaned forward until she was speaking directly over Sasha head. "Or pin you to the bed and slide it on you. I am quite certain it will slip on easy enough."
 
Ears perked at the sound of Azura's soft footfalls heading towards the door. Sasha didn't know whether to be hopeful that the Alpha would humor her and bring back a steak, or be sad that the other woman was leaving. The young guard truly did enjoy her friend's presence. Raised solely by a man and constantly in the company of her fellow guards, Sasha didn't have any female friends. And she had always felt the pressure to blend in...to be brave and stoic like the others. This was probably why she was constantly tripping, because she had been walking on a path that was not made for her. But when Azura was around, her steps fell with certainty, Sasha felt much less like a bumbling, clumsy fool with the kind Alpha around. She was at the point where her incidence of accidents had rapidly decreased ever since the beginning of their journey. (Though, it was unclear to her whether that was due to Miss Esme's charm that still lay around her neck or not.) It was nice to feel confident for a change...at least in her movements, her heart was still incredibly unsure of itself.

Blue eyes were screwed shut when Azura began to tug the blanket down from her face so that she didn't have to see the Alpha that was part of her bad dream full of dresses... When a challenge was thrown at her, both eyes opened, only to find the other woman very, very close to her face. Rather than stare at the lips that beckoned to her to steal a kiss, her eyes flicked upwards before the temptation became too great, locking her gaze firmly with Azura's silver one.

"Hmmph, I'd like to see you try. As beautiful as that dress makes you look, it is definitely not appropriate combat gear." Blue eyes narrowed into a challenging stare and a confident smirk tugged at the corners of her mouth. There was no way that Azura would get her into that dress by force! She couldn't possibly put up a proper assault while wearing the dress that she was in. Not that she really needed to wrestle Sasha into the dress anyways. Of course the young guard was going to get into the dress eventually, either by her own will or by Azura's, she was a woman of her word after all. But if Azura wanted to fight for it, she'd gladly participate in a match for redemption for the one she had lost in the beginning of the week.
 
Challenging blue eyes met determined silver ones and Azura smirked at the words that came from Sasha's mouth. "Are you so certain?" She asked the question as she reached one hand down and pulled up the back part of the dress so she could bring it up the front and hook it into the belt at the front of her waist. The dress was turned into a loose fitting seeming pair of shorts. "You do seem to be ay quite a disadvantage though Sasha." She placed her hand on the blanket once more and gave another firm tug of the blanket so Sasha was aware that Azura knew she was not at all clothed under the blanket.

"Are you sure you are up to the challenge?" Before Sasha could actually answer it Azura quickly clambered on the bed. "You have not really thought this through have you..?" The thought crossed her mind but it was already too late by that point. She could not back down now before anything had happened and without good cause. She gently attempted to straddle Sasha while pretending that she was not affected by the state of dress or closeness of their forms. If successful she would reach under the blanket carefully and seek to tickle Sasha's sides gently.
 
"You cheat..." But Sasha was smiling, obviously approving of the craftiness of Azura's dress. But those lips soon parted in a gasp, "Ack! Cold! Azura!!!" Sasha squeaked, her friend's tug on the blanket had caused it to lower even more, enough so that the sensitive swells of her breasts were exposed and with a little more rough housing, her hardened, light brown nipples probably would be too.

Although she had thought she had done an excellent job of sating her lust earlier, Azura's behavior brought it back with a vengeance. A playful growl that was tinged with lust rumbled in her throat as she stared up at her opponent, the temptation to pin the female to the bed and have her way with her becoming overwhelming. And she probably would have lost it had Azura's fingers not grazed over the very ticklish spot right under the curves of her breasts. "Azura!" Sasha laughed, wriggling about and trying to get free. "Come onnnnnn!" Despite her pleas, she did not call 'stop' or 'mercy', the wolf inside of her would not let her yield this time.

Fighting ontop of the mattress turned out to be harder than on the ground. It was more difficult to get a good foothold, plus the blanket was tangling up her legs, but eventually, Sasha had managed to squirm and flail around enough that she had managed to totally bare the top half of her body--! Wait...that wasn't what she had meant to do at all!

Azura's hands brushed against her sides, barely grazing the sides of her breasts, but that was enough for Sasha to panic. She needed to be ontop and take control, and she needed to right now before Azura accidentally touched somewhere that made her lose her mind. With a surge of adrenaline to fuel her, she quickly scrambled to roll them both over and grabbed at Azura's hands, removing them from her sides and using them to push the other girl backwards and to the side. With a bit of struggling, she managed to get Azura onto her back and was now situated ontop of her, with thighs on either side of her hips and her clean sex pressed dangerously close to the other woman's. Sasha laced their fingers together so that she could take firm hold of Azura's hands. She was unsure of what made her do it...surely wrapping her hands arounds the other girl's wrists would have been just as good. Perhaps she wanted the extra little bit of leverage? Or was it because she wanted the closeness, the intimacy... she was naked after all, with the woman that she pined for pinned under her.

She placed both hands on either side of Azura's head and then pushed her body up in a half-push up, using her weight to keep them there while her thighs clenched around Azura's hips. And then she dipped her head down, leaning in for a bite that turned into a nip...and maybe a little lick... (in her defense, Azura smelled like cocoa and Sasha had a sweet tooth.)
 
"Well I do have some experience of having to make my dresses comfortable and practical!" She smirked at Sasha's reaction to the simply change she could make to the dress and then laughed at the reaction she gained as cold air touched Sasha's skin. She had not intended to bare her form but the blankets seemed intent on departing from her form.

She was not sure what had actually changed though. She heard a growl sound from Sasha's throat. It mostly sounded playful but then there came a odd undertone to it. It did not take her long to recognize what emotion or feeling at least had edged it's way into the growl but the sound of it sent shivers along her spine and made her body tremble slightly as a drop of pleasure coursed through her veins.

It was then that while Sasha called out against the cold and laughed as Azura tickled her skin and began to all bu t thrash against her in retaliation that some how the blanket slid even further down her form and Azura's silver gaze briefly locked onto the hardened nipples that came into sight. She felt her teeth tense and felt a surge to lean forward and capture them between her lips one at a time. She could imagine her tongue moving against the sensitive flesh. A low growl sounded in her own throat but just at that point Sasha truly began to writhe beneath her and after several minutes of laughter and attempts at trying to keep her pinned against the mattress Azura found herself with the soft , base against her back and her silver gaze looking up at a pair of blue eyes.

The meeting of gazes did not last long as she could for a little time only watch and feel as Sasha settled her hands at the sides of her head. She could feel her fingers entwined with the Omega's. Just out of her vision , while she was trying not to openly look at it she could see the way Sasha's breasts were so close to being within reach and yet beyond it at the same time.

She could feel her heated sex through the thin material of the blanket and her dress. Her breathing had accelerated and she forgot about the grey dress or the inn beyond the bedroom door. Her world seemed to involve nothing that existed beyond the walls and door any longer. She tilted her head back as Sasha leaned forward and could only breathe as she felt teeth and lips on her skin. It was the lick that was her undoing though. The tiniest of licks after the week of building frustration and the fact she had not taken the time to release any of it earlier. She tilted her head back and let out a faint groan of pleasure as her hands tightly gripped Sasha's hands in turn. She turned and lifted her head up so that her own mouth found Sasha's exposed shoulder. Her lips parted and she brought her teeth against the skin while she merely hoped Sasha believed it was the continuation of the challenge between them.

She lifted her knees up and attempted to force Sasha's body up a little further against her own so she could increase the pressure of the bite.
 
Sasha's heart rate grew faster, her breathing quickened, and her blood felt as though it were boiling inside of her veins. That soft groan...the quiet pants, the gentle growls it all made shivers run down her back, curve around her stomach and go downwards still towards her loins. She wanted to coax more wonderful noises from Azura, hear what the Alpha was like when her mind was wild and her body was pleasure addled. Sasha wanted her, was sure that she had never wanted anything so badly in her entire life. And yet...part of her was hesitant to push forward. If she was misjudging this entire situation, if she had mistaken that groan that may have pain for pain for pleasure, she was going to have three weeks to spend with a female that would not trust her ever again for taking advantage and pushing the boundaries between them.

Her wolf called the mind of her human form a coward. It knew exactly what it wanted, what her heart needed. If Sasha was going to blow this chance, then it was going to do something about it! And so it snuck out, dragging Sasha along with it as she drifted into her half-wolf form. Her teeth lengthened, her scent grew thicker, her senses heightened, and then poor Sasha was lost to her primal desires.

Sasha didn't move upwards like Azura wanted, even though she felt knees press against her behind. Instead, she came down from her half push-up stance and lay her body right over top Azura's, mashing their breasts together in the process. Her hips ground down firmly onto the Alpha's, showing that she was stronger, that she would not be pressured to go anywhere other than where she wished. Though the move was perhaps not the best choice on her part, because she managed to find just the right spot, just the right pressure, to stimulate her slit enough that she could not hold back the low, throaty growl that boarded on a full moan.

Still not done putting Azura in a more subservient position, she moved both of the Alpha's hands so that they were both directly above the other girl's head rather than to the sides. For a moment one hand was set free, only to be gathered up by Sasha's strong grip so that she had both of Azura's wrists pinned down to the mattress. Then her newly unoccupied hand came down to run through the auburn hair that was not plaited, gently fisting the strands when she could find a good hold. Then she coaxed Azura's head to the other side, that way she may bite this new expanse of unmarked flesh and brand the Alpha as hers.

As she switched sides, her lips grazed the front of Azura's throat, though she was very careful to not actually kiss the other woman, as though such human signs of affection would break the animal spell that had come over them. Her teeth and tongue took more time at this side, nipping at Azura's pulse point, planting soft bites down the side of her throat and to the dip where her neck met her shoulder. Sasha's growls grew louder as she grew bolder, so bold in fact that she drew the sensitive flesh into her mouth and suckled on it roughly, hard enough to leave a dark, purple mark that Azura would have to hide with high collared dresses.
 
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