Chapter 4

A scream tore me out of sleep like claws dragging across my chest.

Fenrir lurched upright with a growl, Skoll snapped awake with his fangs bared, and I bolted halfway up, breath ragged, heart hammering like it wanted out of my chest. My body still ached from the night, from her riding me until I spilled inside her, from the storm’s cold that had nearly killed me. The den swam into focus as my eyes adjusted. Ashes glowing faintly in the firepit, smoke curling slowly toward the ceiling, pelts scattered around us.

But there was no intruder ... No Danger ... No danger.

Only her.

The wolf-girl. The Stray. My little wolf.

She wasn’t crouched or curled. She wasn’t straddling me with her heat pulsing around my cock, the way she’d fallen asleep with my seed inside her. She was upright, alone, lit by the morning light that slid through the den’s mouth.

And she looked beautiful.

Her small breasts lifted with each startled breath, nipples flushed tight, stiff in the cool air. Her skin glowed pale gold against the stone, with only her fuzzy ears, the fur bracers at her wrists, and the wolf-pelt around her calves to mark her as anything but human. Her belly was flat, ribs faintly visible, and between the perfect gap of her thighs, her pussy was bare, pink, and soft, the same little slit that had milked my cock until I thought I’d never stop cumming. I could almost still feel the tight clutch of it, the heat, the way it had pulsed and quivered when she climaxed. Seeing it again now, revealed and glistening in the thin light, made my shaft twitch awake despite the fear in her voice.

Her tail, the same blue as her hair, flicked nervously behind her. Her ears stood tall, twitching at every echo, and her crimson eye glowed like a burning coal in snow. She looked small and fragile, but also dangerous, and a shiver crawled up my spine.

“What’s wrong?” I rasped, trying to pull myself fully awake, scanning for danger that wasn’t there. “What is it?”

She turned that burning eye on me, and instead of fear I saw ... wonder. Her mouth opened, then shut again, her lips parting and closing like she was trying to taste her own surprise. She stared at me, her chest rising and falling, her hands flexing until she pointed straight down.

“What do you mean? I’m standing on two legs.”

At first, I didn’t understand. The words didn’t make sense. Then it hit me, like lightning through the fog of sleep.

She wasn’t on all fours.

She wasn’t squatting by the fire, hands braced, ass arched, tail wagging over her holes the way she’d shown me last night. She was upright, spine straight, hips rolling naturally to keep her balanced, breasts high and proud, her little pussy framed perfectly between her thighs.

Standing. Like a human.

Skoll’s growl faded into a confused huff. Fenrir cocked his massive head, red eyes blinking in disbelief.

She looked down at her legs again, as though she didn’t trust her own eyes. Then she shifted, one careful step, her hips swaying naturally with the motion. Her tail arched behind her, counterbalancing, but her hands didn’t touch the ground. Her feet were still pawed and clawed, yet planted on the floor before the other one followed.

She circled the firepit slowly, her breath coming fast, a mix of nerves and excitement. Each step was cautious, but she didn’t stumble. Her bare thighs flexed, her little breasts bouncing with every motion, her thin thighs never touched as she walked in a circle, giving us a clear view of her round ass and glistening little pussy. She stopped halfway, turning her body toward me, ears twitching, red eye wide and shining.

“I’m doing it,” she whispered as she took another step, then another, her hips swaying in a way she’d never managed before. “I’m walking.”

Her tail wagged, quick and jerky with her growing excitement. She paced again, this time quicker, circling the pit completely, arms lifting slightly at her sides for balance. Her laugh bubbled out, echoing off the cave walls and startling the wolves into flicking their ears.

She twirled once, hair whipping around her face, breasts bouncing as her bare paws landed, then rose again, dancing from one to the other. She giggled, her joyful noise making the wolves perk their heads, and I realized that the sound had never, not once, passed her lips before. Not since I met her.

“It’s real,” she laughed. “I’m not dreaming. I can stand. I can walk.”

Her gaze dropped, her hand moving to her belly, then lower still, resting between her thighs where I had been buried the night before. She pressed her palm there and shivered, a sudden tremor, like the memory was enough to make her whole body ache.

“It’s your seed, isn’t it? That’s what did this. You filled me last night, and now...” She laughed again, softer this time, almost disbelieving. “Now I can stand like you. Like a human.”

She took another few steps, slower this time, savoring it, almost prowling as she circled back toward me. Her breasts swayed with the rhythm of her stride, her little lips parting slightly as her thighs worked, every inch of her body glowing as the morning light spilled in. She stopped just before me, her crimson eye blazing, her lips parted in a grin that was equal parts wild and grateful.

Then she pounced.

Before I knew what was happening, she was on top of me, her breasts against my chest, her mouth crushing mine, her hands clutching the back of my neck. I gasped, caught off guard, and her tongue slipped past my lips. Her fangs nipped at me, and her fingers tangled in my hair. Her bare pussy brushed the tip of my morning wood, and she let out a whimper that made the hairs on my neck stand on end.

Fenrir and Skoll growled, startled, but she waved them to calm. Fenrir sat down, his red eyes wary, his massive head cocked curiously. Skoll settled, his teeth bared, watching intently as she kissed me deeper, her small body pressing against mine. Her legs were spread, her thighs splayed open around me, the folds of her tight little pussy warm and soft against my hardness. She didn’t take her eye off me as she broke the kiss, licking her lips, her gaze gleaming.

“It’s your seed,” she whispered, her voice husky, her crimson eye fixed on mine. “Your seed is why I can walk. You have to keep giving it to me. Just like you did with your other girls, the ones you described, and the mermaid, and the goblin princess, and the kitsune. I need you to give it to me. Again, and again, and again.”

Her tail swished, her ears perked, her eyes hungry, and I swallowed.

“Okay,” I breathed, my hands rising, cupping her face, her soft, perfect face. “Whatever you need.”

She sighed happily as she sank down onto me, taking my cock in one smooth stroke. Her head fell back, and she moaned as I filled her, her voice rising and echoing around the cave. Her inner walls squeezed, rippling along my length, the tight little folds gripping and quivering as she settled against my lap, her bare breasts heaving, her nipples flushed and hard.

“But not right now,” she giggled, her voice low and teasing, her hands running down my chest. “I want to go for a walk first. This was just a ... a thank you.”

She shifted, sliding up slowly until only the tip of my cock was left inside her, the warm clutch of her pussy trembling around me. Her knees were on either side of my hips, her palms braced against my shoulders, her tail twitching back and forth, brushing against the insides of my thighs. Her ears swiveled, and her crimson eye locked on mine, her lips parted, the gleam in her gaze making me throb.

“Come on!” She smiled, pulling fully off of me, my cock springing free and slapping my stomach, dripping with her juices. “We’re leaving. All of us.”

She turned, her ass flashing, her tail twitching. Her feet padded lightly on the cave floor as she crossed to the firepit, picking her way among the discarded furs, her hips swaying naturally, her bare shoulders shifting.

“Leaving?” I echoed, sitting up, blinking in confusion, my body aching from the cold and her fucking. “Where are we going?”

“Out,” she said, waving toward the cave mouth, the sunlight streaming in, the snowy mountains outside. “You came to the Duskwood, and now I’m going to show you around. It’ll be fun.”