A Heated Mating (wolventears & Downfall347)
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				Title: <strong>A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>03-07-2014, 00:54:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s91/hislipsonmine/RP%20pics/ladies/IMG_23612958489304_zpsu7mg1wsw.jpeg) (http://s150.photobucket.com/user/hislipsonmine/media/RP%20pics/ladies/IMG_23612958489304_zpsu7mg1wsw.jpeg.html)</div>Daliah Pearce turned into the parking lot of the camp ground located just outside the woods around town. For a Wednesday, the parking lot was empty save for a few cars. Probably hikers going along the trails and moving up towards the mountains. That was good. They usually didn't go deep into the forest, so she wouldn't cross paths with them. <br><br>Parking, she got out of her car and pulled the back pack from the back seat. It had a spare set of clothes, you never knew what could happen, and three roast beef sandwiches, with so much roast beef you barely even noticed that the meat was sandwiched in between two pieces of bread, and six water bottles. <br><br>She locked up behind her and putting the straps on her shoulders, entered on the trail. After about twenty minutes of walking, she breathed in and didn't catch the scent of others and turned off the trail, dipping between the trees. After about another twenty minutes of walking, she found a nice hidden secluded spot. She stripped and stuck her clothes in the back pack and hid it beneath the tree, within the small bush that grew at it's base. <br><br>She focused her hearing for a second and only caught the sound of a deer off to the north and a few rabbits hopping around. Suddenly, she doubled over as another hot flash hit her. Her skin felt prickly and sensitive and she felt so hot. Had for the last two days. She didn't understand why. Maybe it was a reaction from the wolf for being back in this area. Because it was the area where she had been bitten, but it was also the area that he happened to live in. <br><br>The thought of him made her growl. The man who had saved her and had told her what she was becoming, he had just sent her off, making her someone elses problem. Why that had hurt, she wasn't sure, but now, she was just pissed. At him, at the whole damn situation. And the fact that the wolf whined and whimpered whenever she entered this part of the woods, just pissed her off even more. She even had to hold her back from going in the direction of his cabin every time she shifted because the damn thing just wanted to go to him. It had to be because she was used to being in a pack and it missed that camaraderie. And now that she was thinking of that man, the hot flash worsened slightly. <br><br>She took shallow breathes, with her hands on her knees and shook her head when it finally passed. Taking a deep breath, she let the wolf go, the change taking her. She groaned as her bones popped and snapped, as pitch black fur sprouted from her skin. She doubled over landing on her arms that had turned canine like. Her knees moved the opposite direction as her feet lengthened and her ankle moved upwards. Her spine lengthened and whipped behind her as black as pitch fur covered what was now a tail. Her jaw lengthened into a muzzle filled with sharp teeth for ripping and tearing into raw meat as her ears moved to the top of her head and flared out slightly. <br><br>When it was finally finished, and she was in full wolf form, she threw her head back and howled in glee, her wolf wanting nothing more than to run and jump and find that deer she had scented earlier. But as the joy of the wolf flooded through her, she didn't catch the sound of pounding paws on the packed earth. A solid mass collided with her, knocking her to the ground. They rolled and she yelped in surprise but what had hit her shot on top of her and pinned her down on her belly, her tail stuck between them against her back. And was that? Yes, it was. She could feel his, and she knew he was male, his cock, prodding at her bottom, inching down to her sex. <br><br>She growled and tried to whip her head around to snap at him but he was too large, too strong. Sharp teeth sunk into the nape of her neck, to keep her still as he growled right back at her. <br><br>This was the first werewolf she had come across since coming back home and he was going to rape her. Fucking rape her. Why?!
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>03-07-2014, 01:41:58</strong>
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				John Harper knelt in the dirt of his woods and inhaled deep. <em>He</em> was near, the same wolf he had been tracking since sun-up, the same wolf who had tried and failed to assault three of Alpha Davis's girls. He shouldered his rifle and stood again, squinting against the twilight at the edge of day. If it reached night, he wouldn't have much choice but to shift to track the fucker down, less he reach down, reach <em>her</em>. He set back off after the trail at a light jog. Five years alone in the woods had done his body good. He was an intimidating 6'7 with linebacker shoulders and the toned bulk to match. Some wolves went crazy with it, trying to show they were top shit and ended up looking like steroid puffed breakfast pastries. For him, strength was about practicality not show. Same reason why he kept his black hair short, and his beard trimmed. <br><br>The rogue was close, only a mile or so away, maybe less. The trail, which started back near the highway, had wound through the woods in a looping, twisting matter indicating that the wolf was either crazy or looking for something specific. As he ran he could feel his wolf tugging at him from inside, bidding him to change, to get this hunt going in overdrive. But, he reminded himself, wolves could be tricky things and if he let himself slip sooner or later he would end up at her house facing a whole mess of accusations and feelings he wasn't tending to deal with at the moment. It had already nearly happened once. The first full moon after she got back and he found himself half way to town before he caught what the wolf intended. That night an itch had started somewhere in his gut that was now a full thrash, a primal tearing howl which echoed up through his feet and into his chest. Thankfully, for now, he was stronger. <br><br>Running full bore he jumped over a small creek and spooked a grazing elk who took off into the deeper wilderness. He wore a simple blue flannel, jeans, and work boots, all older than they should be. The boots plopped loudly on the mud in the way paws don't, and his lungs burned from the effort of pushing along two legs instead of four. He crossed another half a mile when a new smell hit him. Something which sank his gut and sent an electric shiver from his brain right down his dick. "Daliah," he whispered, an edge of panic and fury in his voice. Her smell, and the rogue's. She was in heat, a fact which registered as both certain and impossible. John ran faster, abandoning safety for speed. He tripped only once on a root, covering his shirt and knee with mud before he threw himself back on his feet and kept going. She was here, in the woods, with the rogue, and she was in heat. He ran over the facts, all of them pointing to the fact that this son of a bitch was going to try and have a go at her. Hell, maybe he already had? <br><br>The thought brought a growl up into his throat. Then, a flash of color between the trees, of movement. The rogue, his sandy brown fur atop hers, was about to mount Daliah. From this distance John could even make out the red of his cock as he positioned himself behind her. The thought that it may be consensual never crossed his mind, and in truth the only thing he had room in his head for was the urge to shift and his battle not to. If he shifted he would kill the rogue and end up replacing him on top of her. Instead he raised the rifle and pulled the trigger. <br><br>The gun crack echoed through the woods slowly, silenced only by the second shot. The first bullet hit the rogue in his haunches, eliciting a yelp from the creature before the second took his lower jaw off. It wouldn't kill him, wolves were made of tougher stuff and he would heal. But for now, the rogue, blood pouring out of his face, turned and took off with whatever speed he could muster. John watched him go, the fire in his blood slowly fading and being replaced with a more carnal heat. He looked down at her, a long sigh escaping him. "Shift back," he said, "Let me take a look at you in the cabin." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>03-07-2014, 02:10:51</strong>
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				Once more, a wolf was on her back, but this time for a different reason and once again, a loud gunshot filled her ears, followed by another. Then a hot liquid squirted on the back of her neck and head and the smell of blood filled her nose. But along with it came something else, a spicy woodsy scent, that she had hoped to catch on so many occasions since being back. <br><br>The wolf jumped off her and dashed away as she heard a loud sigh. She stayed where she was and looked over to see the male she both hated and felt an incredible urge to get close to. At his words, she pushed herself up, anger beginning to simmer in her. Of all the times he came to her, it had to be one like this. She wasn't complaining by any means, just upset that it hadn't included like dinner or something. Something that involved getting his large body deliciously naked. As she thought that, the burn came back and she whimpered, but holding herself steady, did as she was told.<br><br>Her fur receded back into her to reveal creamy skin, now with tattoos adorning her that she didn't have the last time he saw her. Her bones popped and slid back as she straightened and stood to her full human height. Her straight black hair was mussed and messy, laying over her shoulders and down her back. <br><br>"Hello, John," she said when she was finally able to speak. She walked past him and grabbing her back pack, unzipped it and grabbed her clothes. She began to yank them on. "Mind telling me what the fuck that was about? And why I haven't seen you at any time during the whole month I've been back?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>03-07-2014, 05:55:08</strong>
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				He watched her shift, the gnawing edge of anticipation working its way across his gut and down into his pants. He was expecting her to chastise him, or to shout. What he didn't expect was the reaction he had to her naked form. His first thought was that the tattoos were new, his second being the urge to grab her by the hair, pin her to the tree and take her until their wolves howled out. The first time he had seen her like this she had been a frightened, bloody girl. The second she had been a student. But now, a fully trained wolf in heat with her go-fuck-yourself face on... well it was all he could do to hold back and fight off the uncomfortable bulge that was threatening to form in his pants. He kept his face stoney while inside he all but salivated. This, he thought, was the part he hated most. The feeling that your control was spiraling downward into perdition. <br><br>He focused on her words, and their accusatory tone. Good, anger was a good buffer to ride through this thing. "That," he said, gesturing with his rifle, "Was a rogue. Young one at that. I got word that he was coming this way after the Davis pack ran him out. And in case you don't remember I moved out here to be away from the kine, not to socialize. Now, unless you want a repeat of what just happened your going to come with me." The words were out before he could stop them, but then did he really want to? Despite his urge to stay away... she looked good. Not to mention the fact that she smelled good, a fact which every rogue in five counties would be well aware of. Last thing he needed was for her to attract a swarm of misfits to his woods. Best to get her to his cabin, check her over, then escort her back to her car and the safety of the city until her heat passed. Get her back to the cabin, his wolf insisted. Just to check her over, he reminded. <br><br>He turned, facing away from her, a fact which would have made his resistance easier had he not been able to smell her. "Just a few miles that way," he said, "I'll bring you back to your car after I take a look at that bite on your neck." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>03-07-2014, 17:07:57</strong>
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				After pulling on her shirt, she raised her hand to the nape of her neck and sure enough, even in this form, she had some puncture wounds. Sorry, but if you're going to mate a female, you don't injure her in the process. She let out a deep sigh. "Fine," she said as she picked up her pack and slipped the straps over her shoulders.<br><br>She walked past him, knowing exactly where his cabin was. Her wolf wouldn't let her forget. <br><br>She walked without looking back, because if she did, she wouldn't be walking to his cabin anymore, but to him, and she so did not want to do that. Her wolf growled at that thought. She growled right back. <br><br>Why did the little bitch want him so bad? Sure, he looked damn delicious, but so did a lot of other men, human and wolves alike. Yet hers, wanted him specifically. And only him. <br><br>Unmated men in the pack in Alaska had made moves on her and some of them had looked damn good, but the whole time, her wolf growled and snarled her distaste, always bringing forth images of the one wolf who seemed to want nothing to do with her. She just couldn't wrap her head around it. Around him. And that pissed her off even more. <br><br>Of all the unmated males she had come into contact with, aside from that rogue, they had talked sweetly to her, hit on her, some even very well, but she had wanted nothing to do with them. The thought of them touching her not only made her wolf angry, but kind of sickened her human side.<br><br>So, of course the one person who her wolf wanted and who's touch her human side craved, wanted nothing to do with her. She couldn't help but growl again, especially since another one of those damn hot flashes was creeping up on her.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 22:45:24</strong>
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				He heard her moving behind him which was a good enough motivation to get hiking. For once since she had hit the area he and his wolf were in agreeance about something. His human side didn't want to spend the hike staring at her from behind fighting an erection, and his wolf demanded to be in front. He led her at a clipped pace, not pausing at every log and river as he once did. The night he found her, bloody and terrified he had been forced to lead her through these woods in child steps. But now, she was a full wolf. He could sense it, see it in the way the muscles moved under her skin, and as such he didn't owe her any kind of kindness. Besides, the fast he got to the cabin the faster he could get her... gone, he forced himself to think. The sooner she could be gone. His wolf snarled at him, riled in his gut and tore at his chest. <br><br>Why was it so hard with her? He had been in fights before, bad ones, bloody ones where his wolf begged to be released until he could feel its howl shaking his bones. He had been hurt, ravaged, lost, and broken, but not once did he change on any terms but his own. He was in charge of this body, not the wolf. But with her, with her he actually worried if he could stay in control. And why? She was a lippy, headstrong little bitch with no more physical assets than any dozen other girls he could pick up in town. Well, he admitted, maybe not that last part. But regardless of looks she had the quality. The one that lingered in the back of his brain. The one that kept him awake thinking about her and drove him to ignore every girl, human or otherwise, who came knocking at his door. <br><br>John sped up his gait, trying to outpace her smell and finding it only ensnared him more. When he reached the creek that marked the edge of his personal domain he snarled a little under his breath. The cabin, a small four room affair he had built when he moved here, sat beyond a small copse of trees. He had been cutting fire wood for the coming winter when he caught the rogue's scene and the job laid half way done in the yard. He had a generator and enough fuel to run it for a few weeks but when the nights got long and the snow deep some primordial part of him called for fire. <br><br>"It's just up here," he said, leading her the last stretch towards the door, the familiar scents of den sinking in and helping to calm the turning in his gut. For the first time since finding her he turned to her and opened the door. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>06-07-2014, 17:25:33</strong>
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				As they neared his cabin, her heart started beating fast and hard in excitement. She blamed her wolf completely for that and she was pretty sure he could hear it. And one would think that she'd be looking around at what was around them, like any good wolf would, but not hers. It wanted to look at nothing but the strong backside in from of her. The human part of her really had an attraction to men's backsides and it just happened that this one had an amazing one. <br><br>When they finally got to the door she had purposefully been trying to avoid, he opened it. She stayed where she was, however. This was his den, his home, and her wolf wouldn't go any further until the alpha gave her permission even though the human part of her just wanted to walk right on past him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>06-07-2014, 18:25:40</strong>
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				Pause, eyes lingering on her. Beyond this point he knew he would be in the most dangerous waters. So close to her, smelling her, touching her, he could lose control and open up a box he had left bolted shut for five years. Part of him, the last screaming neuron of sanity, wanted to just walk into the cabin and shut the door in her face. It was a pleasing thought. By no fault of her own Daliah stood to change a carefully balanced life that John had worked years to construct. Maybe it wasn't a good life, hell maybe it was lonely, maybe it was sad and pathetic and all the things the rogue's claimed while he ran them out of the territory. But it was his life, and no wolf or bite or mate would change that. Mate, the word sat heavy in his chest. He narrowed his eyes and let out a small growl, "Well, what the hell are you waiting for get in," he barked, turning and vanishing into the dense little cabin. <br><br>The cabin was "organized" into four distinct rooms. The main room was dominated by a large oak table with chairs, a single uncovered light bulb hanging above which was now extinguished. Against the far wall was a workable kitchen area with a propane stove and a sparse few pots and pans hanging on the wall above. Three doors led from this room to the north, south, and east. The door on right led into a tiled and finished bathroom, a modern convenience in the otherwise rustic cabin. Straight ahead was the sealed wooden door leading to what was once his storage room and as of late had become the place he sealed his wolf away. To the left was the bedroom, which in truth was a mostly empty room save for a dresser and massive, well broken in, bed. No decorations or pictures adorned the walls, and a sticky pine scent filled the air. "Sit," he said, pointing at the kitchen table as he walked to the back cabinets and began to fish around for some gauze. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>06-07-2014, 18:41:17</strong>
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				She growled right back but did as she was told. She went into the cabin and looked around. It was the same as it had been five years ago. Nothing had changed. And it made her wonder why again, did this male want to be so alone?<br><br>He was obviously an alpha. Any wolf could feel that. And she had asked why he was the way he was to the alpha on the pack in Alaska. But he only said that he had been through some things and wouldn't tell her anything more. But, his mate, the head bitch, had seen something in her she told her. What, she didn't quite know and she never got an explanation, but she had told her that John had been bitten like she was and had had to learn to control the wolf like she had. He had been wild when they had found him. But he is a strong one, so he was able to hold the wolf down and let it know he was in control.<br><br>Daliah had a feeling there was more to it than that, but the female didn't go into it any more and she didn't ask, even though she wanted to know. But if he could just cast her aside like she meant nothing, well then she could not give a shit about him either. Which sucked because her wolf really wanted to care.<br><br>She went to the table and took a seat after pulling her back pack off and setting it on the table. She went ahead and pulled her shirt off so he could get to all of her neck, placing it on the table and leaving her completely bare from the waist up. As a wolf, she had gotten used to nudity, so now, it didn't embarrass her. <br><br>As she sat there waiting though, the heat rose again, causing her to whimper as her pussy ached and moisture polled between her legs. She shut her eyes and leaned her forehead on the cool wooden surface of the wood.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>06-07-2014, 23:41:18</strong>
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				Rope, flashlights, tape, glue, no gauze though. He checked again to be sure but then he had known he was out hadn't he? Of course, he used it up when he gave himself a nasty gash on the leg while chopping wood about a month back. His wolf, usually a quite itch in his mind, had tricked him. Clever beast. Wouldn't give him any reason to shut her out. He snatched up a tube of super glue instead and turned. He was glad her head was down so she couldn't see the lump that formed in his throat and in his pants. Of course, nudity wasn't an issue. Hell back when he had run with a pack he probably spent more time with naked folks than clothed. But her nudity, now that was an entirely different issue. In the woods before it had been quick, fleeting sights, the distraction of blood. But now he could practically feel himself salivate. He took a deep breath, visualizing a sturdy cage of iron bars and clamping it down on the desire that now seemed to thrive beneath his skin. <br><br>"No gauze," he said, approaching her and softly brushing the sticky black hair from her neck, "so this is going to burn a little." He put a firm hand on the back of her head to keep her from raising it and set to work on the eight shallow tooth marks in the back of her neck. He worked carefully, using a cotton swab to clean out each of them before pouring a thin strip of glue into each wound, holding them shut till they stuck. The wounds, while bloody, were minor. Minor enough that he shouldn't have cared enough to look to them. With blood as strong as hers she would be healed in hours. But then, those were hours where she would be bleeding. Hours during which any rogue worth half his pelt could track her down and try to finish the job. He could deny the wolf his lust and his instinct but he couldn't deny his vengeance. The mere thought of another on top of her sent a coarse fire down his spine. <br><br>He finished the work, using the edge of his shirt to wipe away a few extra flakes of blood before he released the back of her head. "Should be fine before long," he said, heading back to the cabinet to put the supplies away. "For the next three or so months you shouldn't be heading out into the woods. Lock yourself up on full moons, stay away from the kine." He shut the cabinet door and turned to her, leaning heavy on the counter top, "That clear?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 02:14:39</strong>
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				As he walked back to her, his scent filled her nose and made the heat stronger and when he put his hand on the back of his head and began treating her neck, the feel of his touching her, even if it were so simple, made the heat intensify. She could only breathe in and out, deep breaths as he tended to her wounds. Then he was done and she heard his voice, but not the words exactly, the sensations she was feeling blocking everything else out. <br><br>After his question, and it sounded like he had just given her a command of some kind, she sat back slowly, looking up at him. The look of him there, his hip leaning against the counter, all hard muscle had her standing and walking to him, her hips swaying as she closed the distance. She didn't know what was coming over her, but she knew only he could stop it. <br><br>She stopped in front of him, only a scant few inches from him, her breasts moving up and down with her heavy breathing. The heat was so strong right now, so much and with him standing right there, so close, only he could sate her. <br><br>"John," she placed her hand on his chest as she leaned close, "I don't understand what's going on with me, but my wolf wants you. I want you. Only you can stop the burn." She said this with her eyes on his lips and as the last word was spoken, she placed her lips on his. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 04:11:33</strong>
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				Like a lithe ghost she seemed to float to him, a drunken haze in her eyes that seemed all too familiar. Of course he had seen bitches in heat. Hell he had bedded one or two during his younger days. But then is had been... what? For fun? They had been unmated, just looking for someone to help get through the moment. But then, always, he was in control. Always able to resist if he needed to. All but the once, all but... she stopped mere inches from him, her frame caught in his shadow as her smell twisted away rational thought and left in its place a hungry, wild thing. Words, familiar ones, ones he knew and had secretly wished for every night for the past five years. She came closer, the only thing between them the sliver of air between their lips held for a fraction of a fraction of second before she kissed him. <br><br>He let out a long, low growl, his calloused hands suddenly grabbing her by the hips and pulling her flush against him. He could feel the heat of her body, the softness that hid the taunt muscles of a predator. The perfect woman, hell the perfect wolf. He reached up and grabbed her by the hair, ripping her hair back as he tore his lips from&nbsp; her moments before biting down hard on the nape of her neck. He lifted her and turned, sliding her onto the counter and sending the knife block to the ground with a crash. He pressed himself between her legs, his rigid cock pressing against her through his jeans. This was not want. Want could be controlled, want could be tampered. This was need, the kind that bent the psychic iron. He pulled his mouth back, eyes focusing on her with what remained of his clarity. <br><br>Daliah's face, her drugged eyes... just like that night. The night of blood that was so much like another in his past. The wolf howled and leapt in exultation, and in one terrifying moment John recoiled. He tore himself from her, pushing himself a few feet away with a feral snarl. "You don't know what the fuck your asking for Daliah." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 05:18:57</strong>
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				She thought she had him and when he picked her up and put her on the counter, her heart beat furiously in her chest. But as he looked at her, she saw what looked to be horror in his eyes, then he was moving from her.&nbsp; She got off the counter and stalked to him like a wolf on a hunt.<br><br>"Oh, John, I do. I'm asking you to fuck me. I need you to. This has been going on for the last three days&nbsp; and my wolf has only wanted you. I've been around plenty of men, but I've only craved your touch." She stepped into him, grabbing his hand and putting it on her breast. She moaned at the feel of that strong hand. "Only your touch can stop the burn. So, I ask you, please, make it stop."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 05:37:56</strong>
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				Pain, a kind he had never felt but understood. He could see it in her eyes, the agony, the unrequited fire that burned in just under her skin and threatened to burn her in furious conflagration. He felt it too, the need, strong enough that when she pressed his hand to her breast he didn't stop her. "Don't you think I know that?" he growled, unconsciously pressing back against her, catching her nipple between two calloused fingers. He looked down at that hand, and by no small feat of willpower tore his hand away from her grasp. If this kept up, he knew, he was going to lose. For the first time since hit turn he would lose control and... the thought sickened him as much as it excited the wolf. He backed from her. "Every night, every goddamn night since you showed up I felt it!" He was shouting now, more out of strain than anger.<br><br>"I can't go for a hike or take a shower without wanting you. But... fuck your in heat Daliah." He slammed his hand down on the table, "And I will be damned if I am going to let it tear you apart." He could hear his wolf, more than a subconscious tickle or faint sound but as a howl in his ear. He grit his teeth, clenching his fists until his knuckles turned white. What could he do? He needed to snap her out of this. One more moment, and it would be over. He looked her in the eyes, "It could never be just fucking with us Daliah. You know that."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 05:57:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She opened her mouth to reply but then shut it when he spoke those last words. Did that mean he's felt the same way she has since he saved her and helped her through her first shift? She was still hot, but a part of her was now hopeful. She fisted her hands at her sides, trying her hardest to stay where she was. <br><br>"John, I've never just wanted to fuck you. When I was in Alaska, you were always there in my mind, my wolf's mind. It's always been you. You're the reason I wanted to come back. I don't want a pack if you're not in it. And when you never came to see me at any time during the first couple of weeks of me being back, I waited, but you never came. It pissed me off and it was all I could do to not come to you, to make my wolf back down. Why should I go to someone who didn't want me? It hurt, and now that I'm in heat and you don't even want me now, it's tearing me apart inside. I don't understand why I want you so bad, but I do, even without the heat taking me, I do. But if you want me to go, tell me now, so I can go and find someone, anyone who can help ease this. It hurts, John, and I can't take it anymore," she said as another wave of the heat filled her. She whimpered as her eyes slammed shut.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 06:08:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anger he could deal with. Rage, fury, hatred. Honestly the best case scenario here would be for her to dive into that hate, to magnify all the shitty feelings she had for him. Maybe the could have helped her get through this. Maybe, but this was not fury. The pain on her face, the dejection. It hurt to see, made all the worse by the wolf's equal outrage of the mere suggestion of her with another man. He could see the tears in her eyes, shit he could almost hear the whimper of her wolf. The night of their first meeting it had been much the same. It started to rain just as the rogue who bit her fell dead and he had faced a crossroads then as he did now. It would have been so easy to leave her, just let her deal with her change alone, just like he had to. Hell, it would have been even easier and a fair bit smarter just to put a bullet in her head before the curse could even set in. But he had looked at her, crying and bleeding and terrified and knew that there were some choices you don't get to make. Some choices are laid out for you whether you like it or not. <br><br>He shook his head, "No," he said. He stepped up to her and brought his hand under her chin, raising her gaze to meet his. "If anyone touches you I'll fucking kill them." He brought his lips against hers, wrapping his arms around her and letting the howl in his mind echo up out his throat as a rumbling, happy growl. He felt the beast surge and this time, for the first time, John didn't fight it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 06:51:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked down, unable to meet those gorgeous eyes of his now that she had told him how she felt. She didn't know what she expected, but what he said and did weren't it. She was honestly beginning to believe, even though her wolf refused to believe it, that he wanted nothing to do with her. Yet when he said that word and lifted her face to look at him, she saw what she had always wanted to see in those eyes. <br><br>At the sound of his growl, she melted into him, her arms wrapping around his neck and her body pressing against him. She could see her wolf, tongue lolling and tail wagging as another wolf came into the picture. This one was also black, but bigger and more heavily muscled and obviously male. When he came close, her wolf licked his muzzle and nuzzled against him. <br><br>Her hands slid down his neck to his chest where her hand fisted in his shirt. She pulled back, stopping the kiss. "I need skin to skin contact. I need to feel your warmth," she whispered. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 07:17:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Maybe there was still some part of him that fought, some soldier of the old guard swinging a banner of abstinence and crying out amongst a chorus of howls. But at that moment, John couldn't care if the fucker was firing a cannon. He needed her, and if he was being honest with himself, that need burned as hot as hers. He let out a small snarl when she broke the kiss. At first he didn't understand her plea, the words lost in his mental fog. He pieced together her request, the incessant tugging at his shirt the only clue he needed. Rather than messing with buttons he pulled the shirt over his head, exposing his chest to her and the decades of pain it told of. Three gun shot scars in the gut, a few stabbing marks, and most predominately the bite scar that stretched from the edge of his right shoulder down around his chest. <br><br>He didn't give her a chance to wonder or to ask. He pulled her against him, pressing her flesh against his. His wolf seemed to pulse under the skin, scratching at the flesh that separated them. He ran his hands up her sides, rolling his thumbs up her breasts and flicking over her nipples as he went. Their wolves were singing together, and he let their tune carry him as he picked her up, this time setting her down on the edge of the rough oak table and covering her mouth again in quick, heated kisses. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 07:28:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't even think to ask about the scars on his torso as she was too preoccupied with how good he looked without that shirt on, her eyes tracing every lickable dip and angle. She gasped as he pulled her close, finally, skin to skin and it felt amazing, perfect. <br><br>Those strong hands of his ran up her sides, over her breasts, flicking her nipples before he picked her up and sat her down on the table. She moaned as he kissed over her lips, again and again as her hands went up and buried in his hair. She wrapped her legs around his waist and moaned again at the feel of his erection against her aching sex, but they still had pants on. Why did they still have pants on?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 07:51:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Normally John preferred to take these sorts of affairs slowly. Careful so not to rile himself up too much, but normalcy was out of the question tonight and passion seemed the only recourse. He broke the kiss and reached down and grabbed at the hem of her shorts. Rather than worry about working at the button he just tore, the fabric shredding under his grip and leaving her naked again before him. This time he didn't waste time worrying at the morality of the situation. All that mattered now was their flesh and their song and the heat that pulse between them, a living thing birthed by the magnetism between them. He grabbed her hair again, ripping her head back as he bit down hard around her collar bone. His wolf wanted to lay the mate's mark, but this one small resistance he allowed. It would be damn near rape to do that while she was in heat. He slid his other hand down between them, not hesitating as his thick fingers found her wet pussy wanting. <br><br>John pressed the rough palm of his hand against her sex, feeling the heat coming off of it before pushing a finger inside of her and beginning to prod and slid into her heated core. It took everything he had not to strip off his pants and fuck her right there but with wolves some things were about dominance. He didn't need to use her. He needed to own her, to make her so absolutely his that no one would dare try and take her from him. He slid his teeth from her collar bone and brought his lips higher, drawing the edge of her ear between his teeth as he whispered, "Mine." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 08:02:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She growled out as he reached down and ripped her shorts from her. If she had been a cat, it would have been a purr. And then he was biting down on her, and she felt herself wetten even more. <br><br>She moaned out as a finger slid into her wet tightness and when he whispered that one word into her ear and nibbled on her ear lobe, she nearly came right then and there. Her hands slid over his hard chest as she panted. <br><br>"Yours, John. Oh, gods, all yours," she whispered back.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 08:13:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Those words sent his wolf into a frenzy and for once John went with it. He pulled her into another kiss, this one deep as he tried to force the enormity of his desire into such a thin connection. As he kissed her he kept his fingers moving, sliding another into her and beginning to stretch and pump them through the tight snare of her body as his thumb found the small ruby of her clit and began to attack it in rhythmic strokes. He wondered, distantly, if she had been with any man since the night of her change. He held her like that for a time, seconds, minutes, all bleeding together as he held her utterly in his power. <br><br>But the wolf wanted more and he would not be denied. He broke the kiss and stared down at her, at once seeing both her and her wolf, her eyes seeming to flash from gray to amber and back again. He wasted no time removing his own jeans, kicking them off and grabbing her by the hips. He kept his eyes locked on hers as he brought the tip of his engorged cock to her folds, gently rubbing its thick head over her clit. Like everything else about John's body, he was by no means small. He brought one hand up, grabbing her neck under the chin and hovering just on the edge of penetration. One last allowance for the man, one last cry from whatever part of him was clinging to the notion that this could be anything but a great idea. "Are you sure? No going back after this" he asked, his voice a hoarse snarl. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 08:20:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She spread her legs more for him, angling her hips. She cried out as his thumb began circling her clit. Then he was breaking the kiss and taking off his pants, revealing the magnificence that was all him. She let out a soft moan as the head of his cock slid over her clit. He grabbed her by the throat and then he asked her. <br><br>She looked at him with her eyes filled with so much need and a knowledge that only he could give her what she needed. "Yes, gods, I want this, John. I want you. So much," she whispered as she looked into those gorgeous green eyes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 08:27:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Permission shot that last doubt leaving only hunger and need. He released her throat and grabbed her by the hips, holding her body still as he positioned himself on the very edge of her tight sex. With a low groan he pressed himself inside her. Slowly, the pressure building until the head of his cock slid inside. She was tight, and the heat sent a shiver down his spine. His, he thought, all his. He thrust, pushing himself into her an inch at a time, pausing after every increment to let her body adjust. He stopped near the base, pulling back until he almost left her body, and then pushing himself in until their hips met and he sank into her entirely. He paused then, the feeling of her body stretching to hold him almost more than his conscious mind could handle. <br><br>Then, with a snarl, his eyes turning a darker, more primordial green, he started to thrust in earnest, pulling himself almost out before slamming into her again and again. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 08:38:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out a low moan as he slowly filled her, his large cock stretching her. She gripped his biceps as she looked at him with heavy lidded eyes. When all of him was seated completely in her, he stilled waiting. But then his eyes darkened and he began slamming into her, the found of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room.<br><br>Her nails had lengthened and she now gripped him even tighter as he took her. She leaned forward, nibbling on his chin, his lips before her tongue swiped out and over them. She kissed her way to his ear. <br><br>"Oh, yes baby," she moaned out, "you feel so good, filling me up. Make me yours," she said before smashing his lips with her own and thrusting her tongue in his mouth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 08:52:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her words only spurned him on, drawing the kind of frenzied movement from him he typically only reserved for fights. His hands slid around her hips to her ass which he grasped roughly. He used the leverage to pull her into him, lifting her a few inches off the table top in the process. When the kiss came he took her tongue into his mouth and returned the favor, letting his dance with her as their bodies melded below. When the kiss broke he gritted his teeth, the intense heat of her body as it snared and pulsed around him almost too much to handle. He let instinct carry him. He nipped at her lips, and then bit his way down her neck as far as he could stretch. "You want to be mine?" he growled, "Fine." <br><br>He pulled her from the table and carried her into the bedroom, his length still resting hard inside her. Once he was before the bed he slid his cock from from her and tossed her down before suddenly grabbing her by the hip and shoulder. He turned her around onto her knees, manipulating her body with a strength that was wholly inhuman. She wanted to be his, and the wolf only knew one way to take a bitch. He slid into her from behind, slamming himself deep into her core. He grabbed her by the throat and held her up, her back to his chest as he mercilessly began to fuck her, each thrust bringing with it an animal groan. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 09:09:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He carried her into his bedroom, and when he slid from her, she whimpered at the loss. But he was tossing her into the bed and turning her over, onto her hands and knees and she gladly got in that position for him.<br><br>His hands on her hips, he slammed into her hard, bringing a cry from her lips. A hand went to her throat as his chest pressed against her back. Then he began fucking her, taking her like the bitcg she was. <br><br>"Oh, yes, John. Right there. Right there, aah, she managed before the orgasm slammed into her, her pussy clenching and spasming around his cock like a fist 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 09:18:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He could feel the tension under her skin, the coiling pleasure that seemed to hover for one eternal moment before exploding. Her body clenched around him, sucking him in deeper until the tip of his length pressed against her deepest walls. He thrust through her orgasm, his own stomach beginning to tighten as her body drove his pleasure higher and higher. Then, wish a howl of triumph from his wolf and an animal roar on his lips he pressed himself into her body and came, thrusting with wild abandon as thick spurts of his seed flowed into her body. <br><br>Then, slowly, the hot white flash passed. John lingered for a moment, still tucked securely inside of her body, both still pulsing with echoes of their passion. He let go of her throat and let her down onto her belly before slowly sliding out from her. His wolf, happy savage thing, gloated from inside his mind where it lay drunk with power and pleasure. He ignored it, because at the moment the man wanted something all his own. He laid down next to her and pulled her into his arms. There would be time, plenty of it, to figure this new thing out. To come to terms with the sudden change his life would need to make. But all that would come later. Right now, all he needed to do was make sure she was alright, and to hold her a bit for all the years spent lonely and apart. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 16:52:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her wolf howled as his seed erupted inside her, shooting deep within her needing body. His hand let her go and as he slid from her, she went to her belly, her limbs too shaky to hold her up anymore. <br><br>He laid down beside her and pulled her body close, letting his warmth seep into her. She sighed in contentment, truly happy for the first time since becoming a wolf. <br><br>Here, in his arms, she felt like she was home, like this was where she belonged. With a small smile curving her lips, her eyes closed as she tucked her head against his chest and sleep took hold of her. <br><br><em>This is where we belong,</em> her wolf whispered, <em>In the arms of our mate.</em> It brought her human side to attention for a split second before everything faded away except the feel of his arms around her as sleep pulled her under.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 21:46:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John didn't fall into sleep but rather snuck into it, the waking and dreaming world colliding without seams. In his dreams, he was standing on grassy clearing surrounded by a dense primordial jungle. The moon was full above, looming massive and white casting the shadows around him into exaggerated forms. She was there with him, naked and pale. Her hand was on her belly which was swollen, he knew, with his child. He tried to put her arm around him but she turned, smiling and turning from him. In the distance, approaching her, was his wolf. Only, it was massive, its head ten feet above the ground and its green eyes like hungry saucers. In its bloody teeth it carried a corpse, a mess of blonde hair the only identifiable feature of the woman he had once swore his love to. The wolf snapped its teeth to the sound of grinding bone, swallowing the memory with a pleased little grin on its face. Then, it turned its eyes to Daliah. <br><br>He tried to scream, to run at her but his legs were suddenly so clumsy and heavy. He tried to shift to go faster but then how could he? He and his wolf were separate here.It closed the distance to her and then she turned, a serene smile on her face. John was shouting now, "Not her! Not her you flea ridden son of a bitch." He tried to thrash, tried to scream but the heaviness dragged him to the ground. Daliah stood there for a moment at the edge of his vision before her voice came to him, a soft whisper scratching along the wind. "Your going to be the death of me John," she said. The wolf lunged and closed its teeth around her, and suddenly everything went black. <br><br>Light assaulted his eyes as he fluttered them open. He didn't start or shout, too used to nightmares for something like that. But he did take a few deep breaths, trying to convince himself that he couldn't smell blood. But then, he could. Of course he could. Daliah had bled in this house just nine hours ago. Judging by the light outside it was close to seven in the morning, and as far as he could tell he hadn't moved all night. His arms were still coiled around her, the lingering scents of their passions the night before permeating the bedroom. Slowly, carefully, he untangled himself from her and slid from the bed. He stared down at her for a long moment. She was still in heat, which while no surprise didn't help him focus his head any. Resisting the urge to climb back into bed with her he made for the bathroom, and then to the kitchen where he set a pot of coffee on and started rummaging around in his ice chest for some dead animal he could lightly sear for breakfast. If he remembered how females acted in heat she was sure to be ravenous. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 01:51:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The smell of coffee brewing brought her up and out of the cloudy haze of sleep. She stretched, her lithe body rolling with the movements. She patted the bed beside her and only felt empty space. Her eyes popped open and she felt panic welling up at not quite knowing where she was, but them a familiar smell filled her nostrils pushing away the brewing coffee and the memories of last night played in her head. <br><br>She couldn't help but smile. She was with John and he had finally given into her, something that she had wished would happen even when she wasn't in heat. Speaking of, his scent brought on another rise of heat that spread through her body. It wasn't as bad as it had been at the beginning, having been sated slightly, but it was still strong and she know of only one thing that could cool her down. <br><br>She slid out of the bed, not caring that she was completely bare, and walked towards him as he seemed to be cooking some kind of meat. Her hips swayed as she took each step, her eyes trailing over his still nude body, the hard muscle beneath his lightly tanned flesh. <br><br>Her hands ran up her belly and caressed over her breasts as she walked up behind him, pressing into his back. She laid her face against his shoulder blade. She breathed in deep, taking in the scent that was deliciously him. <br><br>"John, I need you," she said quietly, but she knew he could hear her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 02:18:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her wolf was strong, and though he doubted she knew it she was stalking him. Well too, he didn't hear her approach over the sound of the ham on his fry pan until she was only a couple of feet away from him. He felt her body press against his back, the smell of her desire almost overpowering the meat. Despite himself he grinned when she spoke and let out a small chuckle. Admittedly the offer was tempting. Already he could feel his body wanting to respond. But if she was to be his then he needed to make sure she was taken care of and at this instance that meant more than fucking the heat away. The thought paused him. Was that really what he intended? To claim her? Last night, those growled words, they had felt right. Hell they had felt damn good, like breaking the dam on some long pent up river. But, the dream imagery flashed in his head. The wolf, so hungry and vicious. He pushed the thought down. Didn't matter right now. If this was something short term, he should enjoy it while he could. If it was long term... well then he wasn't doing herself any favors by doubting it at this moment. After the heat had passed, then they could think clearly. Who knew, maybe once her blood cooled she would come to her senses and realize what a terrible idea all this was. <br><br>"Food first," He said, turning to her and setting his hands on her shoulders. "Go," he ordered, "Sit. You need to keep your strength up." He turned back to the task at hand. The ham was lightly seared, maybe a little raw but their biology didn't need to worry much for germs and the general rule of thumb was the bloodier the better. He sliced the ham and laid them out on two chipped plates, each already adorned with a bit of toast. Odd, he couldn't remember the last time he actually cooked anything like this. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 03:45:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered, but did as she was told and went to the table. She sat waiting as he brought the plates to the table and sat one in front of her. Her eyes never once looked at the plate of food, watching the way he moved, the slide of the muscles under his skin. She was hungry but her wolf wanted a bite of something other than the ham. But he was right, she needed to keep her strength up. <br><br>She forced herself to tear her eyes from him and focus on the food before her. Picking up her fork and knife, she cute the ham and popped a piece in her mouth. And once the meat hit her tongue, she hadn't realized how hungry she was, she picked up the piece of uncut meat and tore into it and within seconds, the meat was gone. She moved on to the toast and ate that in two bites before wiping her mouth almost daintily when finished. <br><br>She sat her fork down and looked over at him, the heat still in her eyes and flowing through her body. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 04:58:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her eat with mild amusement, her ravenous devouring of the meal making his regret not cooking more. Of course, he admitted, he was hungry too. It had been six years since he had taken a woman like that and it came after a long day out tracking in the woods. He scarfed his own meal down in like fashion, cleaning his plate and looking up to meet her eyes. Had her heavy lidded gaze been any hotter he may have started to smoulder. He knew what was coming next, and try as he might he knew delaying it would only hurt her. Besides, its not like sleeping with a beautiful woman was some great punishment. <br><br>John stood, stretching his legs and walking around the table and past her. He stopped at the doorway to the bathroom, glancing back at her, "Come on," he said. "After last night I think the both of us could use a shower." He didn't wait to see if she would follow. He entered the bathroom and flicked on the overhead shower, setting the temperature to hot as the propane heater kicked on beside the cabin. His mind was adrift, foggy still. He doubted it would pass till her heat did so he didn't try to fight it. But, if he could enforce some kind of normalcy he would. It wasn't unheard of for some young females, during their first heat, to make themselves sick with exhaustion, and if he could stop her from following their footsteps he would and that meant meals and baths. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 05:53:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She got up immediately at his telling her to come on. She followed him into the bathroom, the heat intensifying as she let her eyes trail over him again. But she was sure that she would be doing that even when she wasn't in heat, the man just looked that good all the time. <br><br>As he turned on the shower and set the temperature, she kept herself back. For now. She knew he would be able to smell the heat, her arousal, but he was doing much to take care of her and she needed to at least give him some kind of calmness at least for that even though she wanted to do nothing but jump him and spear herself with his cock. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 06:13:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Most males, young ones, stupid ones, would already be rutting on the floor with her. Hell, he thought, casting a long sideways look at her, he may still. The night they had met he had noticed her beauty but it had been tragic then. A mark, one he knew would cause her no end of trouble as she fended off every wolf who had it in their head to build a harem. She was a prize. Just so happened that he was the one who won that prize. Hell, won it without wanting it. But then that wasn't true. His words the night before were true. Every night, laying in bed or out on the soft packed earth of the woods, he had thought of her in the dark, during the wee hours when a man can keep secrets from himself. He stepped into the shower, holding the curtain open. <br><br>"Get in," he ordered, holding out his hand to help guide her in under the stream. He could see the tension on her face, in her body. He smiled at her, his features softening for a moment. "Don't worry," he said, "I'm feeling it too."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 06:29:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered slightly. She was glad that it wasn't as bad as it had been before they had come together, but it was still strong. At least now, she could somewhat control herself. She walked up against him, putting her head on his chest. For the moment, just the feel of him against her, skin to skin was enough, but she knew it wouldn't be that way for much longer. Already, she could feel the heat rising, the flames inside her getting larger. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 06:45:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The moment she touched him he felt it, a current passing between them. His wolf let out a growl that rattled inside his skull and sent a drunk wave of desire through his head. He put his arms around her as she leaned on him, letting the water wash over them and sweep away with it the last inch of the rogue's scent. He could feel his gut beginning to tighten as his length started to harden between them, the mere suggestion of their flesh meeting more than enough to kick his base instincts into gear. But then, he had a task to do didn't he? He took her by the shoulders and pulled her away from his body, an idea forming in his head. His wolf wanted to take her, his man needed to care for her. Maybe there was a way to do both. <br><br>"Trust me," he said, turning her and facing her away from him. Reaching down he picked up a bar of soap, rubbing it between his palms until he built up a lather. Then, he wrapped his arms around her, pressing his chest to her back and rubbing his hands across her navel and up her chest and then down across her thighs, slowly and carefully cleaning her and teasing her. This close her smell was overpowering. He pressed his nose to her hair and let out a low rumbling growl, the softness of her skin driving his desire higher and higher. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 06:55:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt his begin to harden against her, his length resting against her belly between them. When he pushed held her away slightly, she whimpered again, looking at him with her eyes full of need. Then he said those two words and turned her away from him, her back now to him. She heard him pick up the bar of soap, rubbing it between his hands before his chest pressed against her back. <br><br>His hands tan across her tummy and over her chest, then lower to her thighs. She let out a soft moan as he pressed in against her hair and growl low, the scent of his own arousal beginning to mix with hers. Her hands gripped his thighs gently, feeling the muscle there. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 07:13:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He continued to run his hands over her body, taking the opportunity to tease her nipples with the rough pads of his fingers as his now rigid length pressed between them. "I wanted you from the first moment I saw you," he whispered, leaning down and bringing his lips to her ear. "Every single night I thought about you, worried, wondered who else was touching you." His hand slid down her body, his finger tips grazing her sex. "It drove me fucking insane." He flicked his fingers over her clit and then slowly began to massage the tender ruby of flesh. <br><br>His wolf had finally woken up and overpowered him. Maybe it was justice. So many years of denying it what it wanted, maybe this was just nature finding its equilibrium. The wolf snarled, and he snarled with it, his ministrations growing more and more bold as he teased and stretched her aching sex. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 07:17:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt her wolf huff in satisfaction as he whispered words she had wanted to hear for so long in her ear. She gasped as his fingers rubbed over her clit. <br><br>"I haven't been with anyone since I was bitten. My wolf wouldn't allow it. She only wanted you. I've only wanted you," she moaned out as he snarled and teased her, rubbing his fingers over her pussy. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 07:34:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good," the word left his lips before he had time to think. But it was true wasn't it? Just the idea of her with someone else sent his blood boiling with the kind of pent up violence that his wolf seemed to thrive upon. He pulled her closer to him, "If anyone else ever touches you like this I'll tear them apart." His human mind knew how this sounded, the crazed possessive monster. Had this been a human girl he would have worried. But they were wolves. Dominance, possession, need, and jealousy, it was all part of the package. Whatever this was that was happening between them, it would likely end up miles away from ordinary. He pressed his fingers against her tight opening as if to emphasize his point before uncoiling his arms from her and turning her around to face him. <br><br>He met her gray eyes, each lungful bringing with it fire into his lungs. "Your mine," he said, repeating the same sentiment from the night before and then covering her lips in his and pushing her up against the wall of the shower. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 07:41:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned some more as he pulled her closer and spoke, his deep voice rumbling in her ear. She spread her legs as his fingers pressed against her opening, but he didn't dip in. His arms left her and he turned her around to face him. She looked into his green yes as he spoke those two words. <br><br>"Yes," she whispered as his lips came down on hers and he pushed her against the shower wall. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she tilted her head to deepen the kiss, her tongue thrusting into his mouth, sliding over his. She growled at the taste of him as she pulled him in tightly against her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 08:01:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Got he loved how she tasted. He nipped at her tongue before twisting it with his own, their breaths melding between them into a shared heat. His wolf twisted in delight, reaching for the mate that had been denied him for so long. She was dangerous for him, more than she knew. One night together and already she stood to unravel five years of careful control and denial. He broke the kiss by dragging her lower lip between his teeth and biting down. <br><br>He needed to taste her, to bite her, to fuck her, to own her. He nipped at her neck, working his way down her body inch by inch. As he knelt he grabbed her under the thighs and lifted her like a children's toy. He bit down hard on her chest and then moved lower, laying gentle kisses along her stomach until her head was near the ceiling and he could prop her legs up on his shoulders. He didn't hesitate, suddenly flicking his tongue over her sex, a groan building in his chest. He kissed her again, and again, deepening the motion each time until with painful slowness he pushed his tongue inside of her and began to drink in her heat. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 08:15:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned into his mouth at the taste of his tongue. She growled as he bit down on her lower lip. Then he was moving down, nipping at her neck as he lifted her up. She thrust her chest forward as he bit her there, then his hot mouth kissed down her belly as he lifted her up until he put her legs over her shoulders. <br><br>She cried out as his tongue slid over her wet heat. He kissed her there, over and over again, until his tongue pushed into her. Her hands went to his shoulders as she moaned out, the sensations overwhelming. <br><br>It was all too much and just the feel of his hot mouth on her, of his tongue sliding inside her tightness, was just enough. She cried out as she pushed her hips into him as the orgasm ripped through her, her pussy clenching around his tongue. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 08:27:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her orgasm washed over him in a wave, coating his tongue and flooding his senses with the sweet taste of her body. He continued to prob and lick as she came, trying to push her pleasure on and stretch out her climax as much as possible. Part of him wanted to stay there longer, tasting her, feeling her writhe in his grasp. But, he knew that this wasn't what her body craved, and it wasn't what his wolf demanded. He gave her sex one last long lick, dragging his tongue up between her folds before lifting her off his shoulders and standing. He didn't let her touch ground, instead pinning her to the wall a good six inches from the showers bottom. <br><br>He drew her into another kiss, pushing his tongue into her mouth as he brought his length to the entrance of her body, working more on instinct than anything else. They hovered there for a moment, the wet heat of her body teasing the head of his thickness. Then, in one fluid motion he impaled her, pinning her to the wall with his body and drawing the kiss deeper as he invaded her body inch by inch. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 17:57:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As wave after wave of pleasure went through her entire body, he stood, taking her thighs of his shoulders but didn't put her feet on the ground. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he kissed her, his tongue pushing between her lips. She felt him line his cock up with her opening, the head teasing her folds, then he thrust inside, all the way to the hilt. She moaned into his mouth, loving how he felt filling her. <br><br>Her arms wrapped around his neck and she arched her back slightly, letting him slip in even deeper. She pulled back, the tip of her nose touching his as she looked into his green eyes. "Fuck me, John," she whispered as her hands came to cup his face. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 19:30:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Typically he detested receiving orders from anyone. It was the nature of his wolf, to deny authority and supplant it with his own. But this was one command he and his wolf was happy to oblige. He returned the kiss, his hands snaking down her back and gripping her bottom to give him better purchase. Then, he started to thrust, starting in slow deep movements which pressed against something deep inside her and sent hot white spikes of pleasure through his body. He loved the way her body held him, coiling and pulsing around him like a vice. Slowly he picked up the pace, sliding himself deep into her body as the water rolled down the both of them, casting everything in a slick sheen. <br><br>How many times had he thought of this? How many times had he punished himself for thinking about this? It didn't matter, because nothing in John's imagination felt a tenth as good as this. He bit her lip again, this time bringing with it a charging tempo as their flesh began to crash together with every powerful thrust. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 19:55:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She closed her eyes when the pleasure filled her as he began to move and he was hitting so deep, the head of his cock hitting the entrance to her womb. And when he bit her lip, she growled but not in an aggressive manner. <br><br>She began to pant as he slid against that one special spot inside her, the sounds of her breathing being drowned out by the sound of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh. She pressed forward, her lips against his, making him kiss her again so she could slip her tongue into his mouth and get the taste of him. She moaned at that taste and wanted to sear it into her memory. Already, the spicy woodsy scent of him was there and now, she wanted the whole package. The taste, the feel. <br><br>Her tummy clenched in anticipation as he pushed her higher and higher up that cliff until she was at the edge. Then one with one last stroke, he was pushing her off. She broke the kiss, putting her head back against the wall as she cried out in ecstasy, the orgasm slamming into her causing her pussy to clench and spasm tightly around his shaft. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 21:24:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Already John was beginning to learn her body. What spots made her shudder, how fast she liked it. It came easy with her, easier than any other woman he had taken, and he suspected that their bodies, much like their wolves, were made for each other. He pressed himself hard and faster, greedily devouring her kiss and returning it, her sweet flavor still on his lips as her tongue danced and twisted around his. For the second time in twelve hours he could feel his stomach starting to tighten, her clasping body seeming to grasp and suck at his cock every time he pulled back from a thrust. He could sense her orgasm coming, feel it as a wave passing through her body. Whats more, he could smell it. Like an approaching lightning storm it caused her heat to spike. Inside of her he began to swell in response as he held on, pulling her body tight against his as she came. <br><br>Distantly, some logical part of his brain tried to get him to stop, the images of her pregnant belly still fresh in the dream-time of his subconscious. But there was no chance of this plea reaching the surface. He continued to thrust as she came, pushing through her spasming sex before finally burying himself into her one last time, the tip of engorged shaft pressed snugly against her deepest recess. He came, a howling snarl leaving his mouth, more animal than man. Pleasure flashed over his vision, leaving him blinded for one brilliant moment as his seed spilled into her body. The moment seemed to pause, caught between seconds in an instant of gratification and ecstasy before it all came crashing back to reality. <br><br>He stood there, smiling, his warm breath mingling with hers and the steam that surrounded them. He pressed his forehead to hers, giving her one small kiss on the lips before slowly sliding himself out of her body and letting her back down to the ground. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 21:40:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she rode out the waves of the orgasm, he kept thrusting until he hilted deep within her one last time. The feel of his cock throbbing as he released his warmth within her caused small aftershocks to take her, causing her pussy to tighten and milk him as he came, helping to get every drop. <br><br>When he finished, she opened her eyes and looked at him, a smile curving his lips. He pressed his forehead to her and pecked her on the lips before sliding out of her and putting her back on her feet. <br><br>She let out a sigh of satisfaction, the burn barely noticeable for the time being. Her hands on his shoulders, she caressed his collar bones with her thumbs. She smiled. <br><br>"I think I could get used to this with you," she said lightly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 01:01:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				During their bout they had managed to run through the bulk of the hot water, which was on its slow march towards warm, which he knew would quickly turn cold. He stayed there for a moment with her, an electric shiver running down his spine when she touched him. Dangerous woman indeed. He reached down, and with a flick of the knob killed the water leaving them both dripping in the lingering steam. When she spoke he let out a small snicker, "Hell of a long way from where we started huh?" He ran his hands down her sides, appreciating the way the water beaded and slid down her skin, so much like the blood on that very first night. He pushed the memory away. There was always more room to think on past horrors when he didn't have a beautiful woman naked in front of him. <br><br>"And," He reached down and took her hand, absently massaging her knuckles, "We may get the chance to get used to each other. But, we'll talk about that in a few days." He backed away from her and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a thick white towel from the rack and holding it open for her. "Come on. Better get you dry. By the way, you got any family or job you need to be contacting? You've been gone for over a day now and last thing I need is police coming thinking I kidnapped you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 01:28:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled at him as his ran over her. "I'd say it is," she replied. He stepped out of the shower and handed her a towel. She unfolded it and began rubbing it along her body. <br><br>She shook her head at his last question. "No family. My aunt, who I was living with when I was bitten died when I was in Alaska." She shrugged. "She wasn't a nice woman, so it didn't upset me that I couldn't come back for the funeral. And no job as of yet. Wasn't quite ready for that. I'm just getting used to being around people again." She finished wiping herself down and then took care of her hair before wrapping the towel around her 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 01:50:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was almost sad to see her cover herself, but then they couldn't really stay naked for the next two days until the heat passed. Or rather, despite he much he wanted to he knew they shouldn't. Besides, there was another issue itching at the back of his mind that needed seeing to. Grabbing another towel for himself he dried quickly before wrapping himself up. He listened to her as he worked. So, she was alone then? That certainly made some things easier. It meant no body would notice if he kept her here for the next few days. <br><br>And then after that, what? He push her out again? Make her go back home? He doubted it. Sure, when he made her stay it was because watching her in that much pain had made his chest hurt. But now? He wanted her to stick around, and if she wanted to when she was thinking in the right mind he had half a thought to set up some kind of more established relationship. But that could come later. "I can give you work," he said, "I have a contract with the DNR to keep an eye on this area. Could use some help if your interested." He opened the door, releasing a plume of steam out into the center room. He exited, making a quick path back to the bedroom to get dressed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 07:58:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He just offered her a job, and she wouldn't really have to work with anyone else but him. Well, her and her wolf did enjoy being around him...<br><br>She followed him to the bedroom. "If you don't mind having me around, I'll take it," she said. She looked around and remembered that she didn't have any clean clothes here, other than what she had originally wore. <br><br>"If you want me to stay here for the duration of my heat, I do think we'll have to make a trip to my apartment to get me some clothes, unless you don't care if I run around wearing yours." Her wolf actually really liked the idea, being covered by soft fabric that had encased his body and was full of the scent that was so deliciously him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 17:50:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She accepted the offer, which while not unexpected did please his wolf. It meant this wouldn't be a fling, that for once the beast would get what he wanted. Although, he admitted to himself, it wasn't just the beast. Since she arrived he felt more like himself than he had in the past seven years since he left the pack. Maybe it was the necessary kinship of the kine or maybe, John actually enjoyed having her around. She had spunk, and when the world dealt her the shittiest card it had she took it and became stronger. Plenty of changed wolves go feral, killing their human side to avoid the emotional cataclysm of the change. Having someone there to help you through it, as he had her, was part of the battle. But the rest, the real struggle happened all inside between the human and the animal. It took someone strong to make the transition without going wild child. Besides, she managed to make him laugh, more than once. He ran through her qualities, again and again trying to convince that nagging corner of doubt in his head that this was a good idea. <br><br>He walked to the dressed and opened the top drawer before removing a long, well worn, blue flannel shirt. On her, it would be more like a short dress. "Here," he said, holding it out to her. "Its fine. Until your heat passes I don't think its a good idea for you to be going anywhere. You may not be able to sense it but any male in fifty miles could smell the heat on you if the wind blew strong enough. In fact, I'm going to head out for a few hours. Walk the territory and make sure we don't have any uninvited guests." He thought about the rogue. Young, brave. He may try again. Worse, he may bring friends. "I need you to stay here while I go. I'll leave one of my rifles, bolt the door behind me." He spoke while pulling on a pair of faded denim jeans that had been patched in a dozen places and a red flannel. John's clothing options were not exactly what you would call cosmopolitan. Pure utility and necessity. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 18:15:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She took the shirt and&nbsp; dropped her towel, putting her arms in the sleeves. The fabric was soft and well worn and it didn't matter if he had washed it, it smelled strongly of that spicy woodsy scent that was all him. She began buttoning it up, the fabric slowly coming together and hiding her skin, inch by inch. As she did this she watched him cover up that body that made her feel oh, so good. <br><br>She felt satisfied for the moment but she could feel the heat inside, just waiting. She walked up to him and grabbed ahold of his waist band and pulled him into her. "I'll stay, but don't be too long," she said as she looked at him, her eyes trailing to his lips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 18:37:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His arms wrapped around her, his hands folding over the small of her back like that was where they were always meant to be. He gave her a small kiss, then broke contact with her. If he lingered too long he knew that these clothes would be coming off again and despite how good that sounded the need to make sure the territory was safe lingered on. "Tell you what. We'll stay in touch the whole time." He walked past her and into the kitchen area, opening a bottom drawer and removing a CB nest. It was a gift from the DNR, a necessity should there ever be a crisis in the area and he needed to contact them quickly. At its center was a CB radio with charging hookups for four handheld walkies. Two of the ports were empty, their devices long lost either in fights with rogues or accidents. One, he had crushed with his hip bone after taking a fall off Beggars ledge, a fall he wouldn't have survived had he been entirely human. <br><br>He set the nest on the table and flicked it on, tuning it off of the DNR frequency and onto a dead one. He removed one of the walkies and clipped it to his belt, turning to face her. "Thing had a fifty mile range. Anything happen you radio me, and if you get a question in your head go ahead and ask." He walked up to her again, not touching her but standing close enough to smell her breath. "If your interested in sticking around with me we're going to have to get to know each other and I'm not great at face to face. So now's your chance. Rifle's on the table." He kissed her again, and then turned out to leave. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 19:07:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She walked with him out to the kitchen and watched him pull out the walkie talkies. She listened as he explained and turned on the walkie for her. She nodded. "Okay, can do," she said. Then he kissed her again and left the cabin. <br><br>She liked that he had kissed her before leaving. It was like they were in a real relationship. But he did say if she's interested. Why wouldn't she be?<br><br>Yeah, the man can be gruff and crude, but he can also be sweet and caring. He's taken care of her and even before he first laid with her to cool the heat, he asked her if she wanted it. He already had her naked and he could have just taken advantage, but he didn't. He stopped and asked.<br><br>And she could see it in his eyes. But there was also worry there, and what she had a good idea of was fear. But what was he scared of? <br><br>She sat at the table, the walkie in front of her and she just looked at it. She needed to show him that she wanted this, wanted him, and not just because of the heat. She had wanted him for a very long time, since both her and the wolf laid eyes on him. <br><br>Well. he said that now would be the perfect time to ask questions and get to know him, and twenty questions was a good game. She laughed at that and picked up the walkie. She held it up beside her lips and held down the button. "So, besides staying in this cabin and being grumpy all the time, what do you do for fun out here?" Then she thought for a moment. "Over?" she said. Asked really. They were talking into walkie talkies after all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 20:49:17</strong>
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				He made his way immediately around to the front of the cabin to grab his extra rifle from the dented pick-up parked at the end of the winding dirt driveway that eventually let out onto a county road. With gun in check he started back to where he had last seen the rogue. Not more than fifty yards from the cabin and the first question came. Of course he shouldn't be surprised. He had never been exactly giving with personal details the first time they met and as of late there had been more heated growls exchanged between them than actual words. Her final call sign drew a thin chuckle from him. <br><br>He brought the walkie up, toggling the transmission button, "You don't have to say over, this isn't a military operation." He killed the transmission and thought about her question for a long moment. Fun, fun didn't have a space in his typical day. He hunted, checked for signs of illegal poaching, kept an eye on local herds and wolf packs. What could he tell her? That his life was exactly as dull as it seemed? But then, why was he trying to impress her? "Not much," he admitted, "I hike these woods, try to stay out of people's way. Sometimes I let the wolf go running. There are a few regular wolf packs around here and they showed me some interesting places. What do you do?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 23:28:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed at him saying it wasn't military. "Well, living in the city, my wolf doesn't like, so I make it a point to come out to the woods and let her out." She cleared her throat and played with a strand of her hair in embarrassment. "You might have smelled me near the cabin because sometimes before I realized it, my wolf had run tried to run to you."<br><br>Okay, now to change the subject off that little bit. "I have more energy now so I run every morning. Just a jog of course, but I put in my headphones loud enough that people think that's all I can hear, but quiet enough that I can hear everything around me. I do that for about an hour. And then before sleep, I take another hour run." She shrugged. "Not much I really can do in the city. Now I get why you choose to live all the way out here. Maybe I should just move out here with you," she said with a chuckle. <br><br>"Hmm, what do you like to hunt?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 00:13:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The mention of her moving out here sent a dizzying blend of panic and joy. Of course he wouldn't mind her being close. Let him keep an eye on her, not to mention the fact that he wouldn't have to journey to the city to see her, a prospect that always left a sour taste in his mouth. On the other hand, well it would mean that whatever was happening here was long term, and while that pleased him it also made him panic in a very human way. Nobody likes change, no matter how much that change brings. When she mentioned her smell he smiled. He had noticed, in passing. When he was out on a jog or cutting wood he could swear he smelled her on the wind, but pushed it off, blaming an overactive imagination more than anything. <br><br>He was making his way up towards the north ridge game trail and the Pine River which ran along it. Thus far no smell of the rogue, which was a good sign. He listened to her next question, finally something he could answer. "When I'm in human form, rabbits, turkey, maybe the occasional hog or elk. I try to grab the sick or the old, only killing the healthy when their populations get too high. The wolf, well he likes a challenge. Usually its a bull elk, once or twice a mountain lion. Once he took on a Kodiak bear and that was going fine until its mate showed up. Took me two weeks to feel alright after that thing threw me into a tree with its teeth. I try to keep to keep him in check. One lone wolf could seriously fuck up the local ecosystem and put me out of a job. Did the old man ever take you hunting?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 00:36:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				That was something he didn't know. He didn't know anything about her family. Why would he though?<br><br>"My parents died when I was five in a car accident. So, never been hunting other than as the wolf. My aunt who gained custody of me wasn't the outdoorsy type."<br><br>But as a wolf, down in Alaska, I like when we took down moose. That was my favorite. Put up the most fight."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 01:13:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				This gave him pause. He stopped, just a few feet from the river which slid along through his territory in a sluggish funeral march. When he first found her he had worried that her parents would come looking for her. Hell, he had prepared for it. But, suppose he never needed to worry. Still, the fact that he hadn't asked before seemed callous in retrospect. A lost, hurt girl alone in the world and the first thing he does when they meet it send her away into the hands of strangers. Then again, he had been a stranger then. Maybe he still was. <br><br>He lifted the walkie to his lips, continuing his path around the outer edge of his territory. "I'm sorry to hear that." He paused, at a loss for what to say next. Tragedy was no stranger in his life, bit when it struck the only thing he ever wanted was to be left alone to deal with it. Talking had never been a big thing in his family, shouting was more common, and more common than that violence. "Is your aunt still around?" He asked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 01:20:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you. And no. She isn't. She passed while I was in Alaska. Couldn't make it back here for the funeral because I was learning to control the wolf, but I wasn't really saddened by it. The woman was an alcoholic and a chain smoker and didn't like children. So, I was a part of every club I could be in, in school. I know how to play the violin because I was in orchestra from the seventh grade up."<br><br>So, I've been kind of curious about this. I know you were bitten like me, you have the scar to prove it, but why do you choose to be alone out here? The pack said they'd take you back in. Don't you like to be around others?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 01:39:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Well that question certainly opened up a whole can of troubles. He had left the river behind and made his way along the northern edge of his territory where the trees started to thicken and the woods quickly became wilderness. In the distance he could see a red fox chasing its prey through the bush. An entire world based on predation. A wolves paradise. Not entirely unlike Alaska. When the pack found him he had managed to make his way into their territory. It had been three months since he had taken human form and was nearly entirely feral. They had nursed him back to health and then... <br><br>"I got too strong," he said into the walkie, "At least that's the biggest reason. My wolf is an Alpha, and taking orders never sat right with me. Probably why I didn't do too well in the Army. The stronger I got, the less my wolf was willing to put up with. Either I take down Holt, or leave. He's a good man, didn't deserve that kind of trouble. So I left. Besides, being alone always suited me. Helps keep the wolf in check." It was a good excuse. Good enough that he almost believed it. But there was another reason, a reason he wouldn't admit to himself let alone her. Self hatred was seldom seen as a good quality in a potential mate. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 02:03:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her brows drew down over her eyes and she tilted her head. He wasn't telling her everything, but she wouldn't ask. Yet. That'd be a discussion for face to face not over the walkie talkies. But she could sense he was an alpha, her wolf wanted to roll over and show him her belly. <br><br>"But doesn't your wolf crave being around others? Just like their real cousins, we kind of have a pack mentality."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 02:18:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure," he said as he bent down and picked up a handful of leaves. He brought them to his nose, smelling deep for some hidden scent. Finding nothing he stood and continued on his trek. "I feel it. He wants me to find a pack, take it over. Get myself a whole harem of bitches. But that's not what I want. I spent three months of my life in wolf form after my first change, not thinking, no feeling, just eating and killing and fucking. I think since then I am done giving in exclusively to what my wolf craves." In his mind memories of that time flashed, the hunger, the savage feeling that started in his gut and echoed up through his throat as a howl. Those memories came with blood, human blood and a human woman screaming as she was mauled to death. Maybe he was over-sharing, but then this was what he had asked of her. To ask questions. Maybe she would have more sense than he could manage at the moment and see why this couldn't work. <br><br>"So," he said, "Why did you come back? You could have had a good life up there. Alpha Holt could have set you up with one of his sons."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 02:57:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She listened to him speak. She had heard that he had been a feral wolf when they had found him. And she wondered if she would have been the same way if he hadn't found her and sent her to Holt's pack. <br><br>She bit her lips at his question. What did she say to that? She shrugged even though he couldn't see it. "It didn't feel like home. Something was missing." <em>You,</em> she thought. "My wolf loved the openness of it, but she still knew something was wrong. And she did not like his sons. They hit on me, the oldest pretty hard, but she just had me growl and snap at them, then walk away with my nose in the air."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 03:26:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				That drew a laugh from him, the sound of it spooking a wild turkey who went prancing back off into the deep underbrush. "I'm sure that annoyed Phil plenty. If we're talking honest, I haven't been able to so much as look at a female since I sent you off. Wolf throws a fit every time." Why did he admit to that? Already he was beginning to regret this whole twenty questions thing. Most people he would just tell to fuck off, but if she asked he doubted there was much he could keep from her. He tried to change the subject, latching onto her detail about the Alaskan tundra, "Some time soon I'll take you over to the falls near here. Its about a six hour hike but I think your wolf will like it. This areas shit for open running spaces but the game is better.<br><br>----------------------------------<br><br>A sound, a rustle just beyond the west side of the cabin, quiet enough to be a squirrel if it wasn't for the scent that accompanied it. Like pine sap and blood, it oozed into the cabin under the doors and through the aged window panes. A wolf, not the same as before, but also young. The sound slid, sauntering slowly around the corner and up to the front door. There was a knock, soft and polite and a voice hoarse and broken. "Hello hello. Little pig little pig let me in. I can smell you in there bitch."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 04:44:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her heart beat picked up, her pulse quickening at his words. Then he was changing the subject before she could ask him about it. She oohed at the idea of being with him near the falls. Being alone with him out in the woods like that. She growled as the heat began rising and it didn't help that she was wearing one of his shirts, his scent filling her nose and causing the fire to burn hotter. Moisture pooled between her legs. And because she was so distracted by him and how he made her feel, she didn't hear or smell the rogue until he was at the door.<br><br>Her wolf growled at the sound of the knock followed by his voice. She growled in response. She pushed the bottom on the walkie. <br><br>"John, a rogue is at the door and I'm unbelievably hot," was all she said in a low growling voice.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 04:59:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The next transmission made John's blood run cold. How? He wasn't smelling anything out here. He had to have come from the road. "I'm on my way. The rifle is loaded, just keep it pointed at the door and shot anything that isn't me." He was nearly two miles from the cabin, and between he and it was some of the densest woods on his territory. No way he would make it in time on two feet. He jogged to a nearby tree hollow and tossed his gun and walkie inside before stripping down. One benefit of simple clothing was disrobing was a quick affair. Inside him he could feel his wolf twisting and thrashing, the mere mention of a rogue on his territory, near his mate, was enough to send him into a rage. <br><br>He felt the shift coming on like a burning wave that started in his feet and surged through him, tearing flesh and snapping bone. He let out a scream which turned into a howl that echoed through the woods in all its terrible volumes. The moment the shift passed, the wolf began to run.<br><br>----------------------------------<br><br>Another knock, this one louder and harder, shaking the door in its frame, "Come on little piggy. I can smell you in there. Big poppa's gone isn't he? I can smell your heat. Fuck I can taste it." He had an accent, something somewhere between Cajun and hillbilly. "How about you let me and I can take care of what that big dumb bastard couldn't?" He beat his fist on the door, shaking it again and causing the metal lock latch to strain against the wood, "I said let me the fuck in!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 05:15:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She put the walkie down and picked up the rifle, cocking it and pointing it at the door as it rattled on it's hinges. Her growling deepened at his threat. It wasn't quite a threat, but her wolf took it as such. <br><br>"You need to get the fuck off my mates land," she growled, her voice not sounding like her own. Her wolf was talking.<br><br>He growled back. "Your not claimed. You're free game, bitch. Now, I said let me in!" He hit the door again, this time the wood splintering. Then again and again. <br><br>She stood, her eyes their wolf amber and her claws coming out.&nbsp; Then she heard the howl and her wolf woofed&nbsp; in response to her mate.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 05:34:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The rogue laughed, a deep, throaty sound which seemed to echo around the small cabin chamber. "Hear that? Big billy baddass coming to save his bitch." The door shook again, this time causing the door to buckle and splinter at the middle. "How's about we give him a show when he get's here huh? Just imagine him come running to see you splayed out on the ground with my cock in your belly. Come on, you sleeping with that dinosaur. Why not give one of us younguns a shot." <br><br>A moment of silence, stillness, and then he threw himself whole body into the door, screaming again and again. "I said let me in! I'm going to fuck you bitch. I'm going to fuck you till your drooling cum." There was a sudden blow and sunlight poured into the cabin as his fist came through the door, punching a clean hole and sending wood shards scattering across the kitchen table. His hand, dirty and thin fingered, grasped at the handle before reaching up for the latch, an animal growl now echoing from outside. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 05:56:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She knew not to run, the wolf wanted to chase her. It thrived on that. He punched through the door, his dirty hand coming through and reaching the latch. She heard John's growl, his scent reaching her. <br><br>The growl made the rogue frantic. He grabbed the latch and yanked with strength only a werewolf could possess. With another hit from his other hand the door flew open. He stood, looking at her, his hair a mess and scraggly, his clothes torn and dirty. He stepped inside, closing the distance quick.<br><br>"You won't shoot me. You don't have the balls," he growled as he stalked towards her. <br><br>She smiled as her finger pulled the trigger. She may not have used a gun before, but he was close enough that she'd hit something. And she didnt take into consideration the recoil, so the gun jerked but the bullet still collided, burying in his shoulder.<br><br>He howled out a snarl, not having expecting that she'd actually take the shot.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 06:20:02</strong>
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				He was tall but thin with hawkish features and a greasy sheen to his curly blonde hair. His torn up clothing amounted to a pair of tattered denim jeans and what remained of a leather biker vest, his bare chest exposed. He yelped when the bullet his him, doubling over and grabbing the wound as he let out a long hiss of pain which quickly turned to laughter. "God damn," he said, "God damn god damn. Bitch has claws. Its alright, I like it a little rough." He reached into his pocket and immediately a burning stench filled the air. "Lets see if we can clip those claws little girl," he said as he pulled out a thin, blunt silver letter opener. <br><br>"We could have been friends but you shot me bitch and now I'm going to tear your ass apa-" He was cut off as a massive black form flew into his back, sending him crashing to the ground. John stood on top of him, his eyes turned to pure rage and bloodlust as he grabbed the rogue by the neck and shook, tearing skin and splattering the walls. The rogue swung behind him, catching John in the leg with the knife and filling the room with the smell of burned fur as the rogue managed to slid out from under him and onto its feet. <br><br>"I'm gunna gut you too old man. This here is Cooper's territory and you gunna know it soon enough." John, if he could hear anything in his state, didn't respond with anything but another feral snarl. He jumped at the rogue who tried to swing the letter opener around again, but this time too slow. John's wolf collided with the man's chest and sank it's teeth into his throat, tearing out a meaty chunk. The rogue collapsed, the knife skittering across the hardwood from his failing grip. John stood on his chest as blood boiled up from the wound, each beat of the rogue's heart sending another pulsing wave of crimson up out across the floor. <br><br>Less than ten seconds had passed since John entered the room, and the rogue was dead on the floor. John stared at him, his wolf proud of the victory, the man torn. He deserved it of course, but then. He had been a kid, hell he only looked like he had just left his teen years and maybe not even that. He jumped off the man, noticing the intense burning pain in his leg for the first time. He shifted, his bones sliding back into the human configuration, his flesh rippling until he stood before her again. He was naked, and a large searing wound twisted an ugly path across his right upper arm. "Are you alright?" he asked
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 08:00:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The rogue only snippily barked back after she shot him and then he was grabbing something out of his pocket. She knew the sight of silver. As he was speaking, her wolf sat and grinned. It took her a moment to realize what was happening but then a black form crashed into the rogues back. It happened so fast, but she could follow her mate anywhere. <br><br>She let out a growl when the rogue swung the knife and hit him in the leg. The silver slid over him, burning his skin, the smell of it filling her nose. The dumbass of a rogue wasn't taking the fight like a wolf would. He was talking shit like a human and that ended up getting him killed. The rogue wasn't using his wolf and left himself open for an attack. John hit the man's chest and took ahold of the man's throat. He ripped out the man's throat, blood going everywhere. <br><br>The body hit the floor and John stood there above him before jumping off the body and shifting back. Her eye's slid over his naked body, but not in a sexual manner this time. She was looking for wounds and then she saw it, on his right arm. She rushed to his side, grabbing his arm lightly and pulling him to the bathroom. She pushed him to sit on the closed seat of the toilet. Then she rushed off to the living room and grabbed her backpack. Opening up the front pocket, she pulled out a small jar. She took it back into the bathroom. <br><br>"Okay, I don't know if you know what this is, but it's a salve made from wolfsbane. It's a tricky plant. Can either force us to change, kill us, or heal wounds depending on how its administered. Minerva showed me how to make it." She was the den mother of the Holt's pack, the one packmates went to for injuries or pregnancy. <br><br>She opened the jar and grabbing a wash clothe, wet it before wiping down the cut. "Sorry if this hurts," she said, wanting to make sure she got all of the wound. Then she scooped out a glob of salve and rubbed it over the cut on his upper arm. Within minutes, it would start having a numbing affect, taking away the sting and burn. <br><br>When she had it rubbed in, she wiped her hand with the rag and cupped his face, bending down to get a good look at him, then she looked into those gorgeous green eyes. <br><br>"How are you feeling?" she asked, worry for her mate filling her. And once again, that four letter M word was dancing around her head. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 17:09:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The blood was still on his teeth, coppery and harsh. His wolf, violent, savage thing sat happily in the back of his skull, sated for the time. He didn't resist as Daliah pulled him into the bathroom. The salve, he knew it well. He had been coated in it after the pack had brought him down. When they found him he had been beyond reason. They had to gang up and nearly kill him before they could save him. He felt the numbing tingle as Daliah smeared it on his arm wound. Had the blade been steel it would have hardly been a scratch but as it was the clumsy weak blow had blackened and gouged out a foot long section of his bicep. He stared at her work, and then met her eyes. What was she asking him? Was he alright? Here he was worrying that she may be hurt and the first thing she asks is if he is alright. "Had worse," He stood, towering up over her and looking over her body for any scratch or misplaced hair. When he was sure she was alright he let out a long breath, his left hand rising to to the back of his head as he contemplated the next issue at hand. <br><br>"I need to get rid of that body. I don't know if the kid was local but if he was someone may come looking." He tried to remain calm about it all but there was something else there. Anger? Sure, it still burned just under his skin. He had let this creep slip past him, and had almost lost his mate because of it. Guilt, well maybe a little of that too. Not that the kid didn't deserve every bit of it, but John had killed one of the kine. It was something worthy of a little bit of guilt. "And," he said, turning back to her, "Someday soon we need to show you how to shoot."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 17:35:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She let her eyes travel over him again as he stood, but this time the heat was back. She knew they had to get rid of the body though, his worries were legit. The rogue had been just a kid. Twenty at the most. So she forced the wolf back even though John stood before her, his hard body deliciously naked. Her hand lifted to touch him of its own volition but she yanked it down and back behind her back. <br><br>"Okay, let's get rid of the body," she said then looked up into his eyes. "Then I need to get naked." The words slipped out before she could stop them but she knew he'd understand.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 00:37:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John nodded, accepting her request as one accepts the tide. Its what she needed, and while killing didn't put him in much the mood instinct and her heat would help. First he had to make sure they weren't rutting around next to a corpse, and that every time she kissed him the rogue's blood wouldn't be on her lips. "Alright. Under the sink there is a bottle marked blood solvent. Its a mix of ammonia and other cleaners. Its going to stink to high heavens but while I'm dealing with the corpse I need you to mop up the blood. We let it sit too much longer it will soak into the grain and then I gotta burn the whole place as evidence." Look at them, together two days and already he had implicated her in a murder. Some protector he had turned out to be. Sorry officer, see the kid was a rapist werewolf and I didn't kill him, the raging animal inside me did. Best case scenario, he would be thrown into a psych ward until his wolf snapped and ate a few patients. <br><br>He slid his arms around her briefly, not daring to kiss her for the foul blood in his teeth. "The faster we get this done the faster we get to it. I promise." He ran his hands down her shoulders, then broke contact. He went to the bedroom first and threw on a pair of sweat pants before heading to the body. It was already beginning to cool, the boys face caught in his final moments of panic and agony. Leaning down he lifted the kid, careful to support the head which now sagged on the neck like a broken pez dispenser. Without a word he carried it outside. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 04:03:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She went the sink and opened the cabinet beneath and pulled out the marked bottle marked solvent. Grabbing a handful of rags and a bowl of hot water, she went to the doorway and sprayed the area. She and her wolf grimaced at the smell as it filled her nose, but it took the smell of the blood away. She got down on her hands and knees and holding her breath, she began scrubbing. She would dip the rag in the bowl and ring it out before returning it to the wood floor. <br><br>After she finished up with the floor, she dumped the bowl of water and got a fresh bowl and washed out the rags. Then she went back to the door, which was now ruined, and sprayed it and the walls beside it down, making sure to get all the platter. When she was done with the area, she stood back and looked around. She couldn't smell the blood over the solvent so she had to look pretty hard. And because her vision is so sharp now thanks to the wolf, she ended up cleaning in general. Looked like John hadn't dusted in awhile. When she was finished, she stood, hands on her hips, breathing through her mouth as she looked at her work, waiting for her mate to come back. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 05:24:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The moment the sunlight outside touched his face John's senses went into high alert. It was rare to see campers or hikers this far out in the woods but it happened from time to time. Not to mention the fact that this guy may not have come alone, a concern he hadn't voiced to Daliah. Best give her something to focus on rather than worrying if she was going to be gang raped by rogues. Besides, it was his job to worry about things like that. Not just till the heat passed either. Protecting her, he imagined, may end up being a very time consuming profession. He carried the boy around the side of the house, stopping to scoop up a shovel which he laid across the kid's body, the spade resting on his face. Then, he set off to the south of the property. <br><br>No more than two hundred yards from the edge of his cabin clearing the ground started to pitch downwards into a steep slope which bottomed out fifty feet below. He walked carefully, relying more on raw strength than anything else to keep himself upright as he weaved between the sparse trees which clung to life along the side of the embankment. Once, long ago, there had been a river at the bottom, but that was long dried up leaving a bed of soft loam and hard packed clay. Perfect for burying a corpse, a fact that he wished he didn't know. There were three others buried down there already. Two, rogues like this one, who had come to try and take his land and given him no other choice. The third a wolf hunter, buried with the silver bladed knives he had died wielding. He tossed the body down, and grabbing the spade, began to dig. <br><br>An hour later, his face dirty and his hands mud caked, he pushed his way back up the embankment, leaving the hawk faced rogue with his new roommates. When he got back to the cabin he stopped outside at the well pump, turning the rusted metal twice until he had a good flow going in which he washed his hands and face off. Then, he cleaned out his mouth, every spit bringing with it more red and bloody chunks of skin. When he was sure none of it remained, he turned and headed into the cabin, the immediate stench of ammonia letting him know that she had done exactly as asked. "It's done," he said, letting out a long sigh. "You alright in here?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 06:07:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A familiar scent blew in, it was light but she knew it was there and he was close. She heard water splashing outside and knew he must be cleaning himself up. Which wasn't a bad idea seeing as how she had blood on her hands and solvent. She went to the sink and began scrubbing her hand and forearms. <br><br>When he finally came in, a flash of heat shot through her, her wolf not caring that someone had just died. It just cared about it's mate. It woofed and she growled in response.<br><br>"Yeah, I'm okay. Got all the blood and did a little dusting. Hope you don't mind. My OCD came to life."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 06:17:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The counters were cleaner, and some of the musky dust scent had left. He shook his head, "I don't mind. I wasn't exactly expecting company this year, and I let the maid go last spring." He gave her a joking smile, trying to hide to odd weight of weariness that had found its way into his shoulders. The frantic run, the fight, and the dig had taken more out of him than he cared to admit. But, it wasn't anything that wouldn't pass soon enough. One benefit of being a werewolf was a boundless reserve of energy. If he had to he could go a week without sleeping, although to be fair it wouldn't be a very pleasant week. He approached her, her still dressed in his flannel and him only in sweat pants. Hell, together they made one fully functional individual. He put his hands on her hips, looking down at her with an odd intensity in his eyes. He knew she was in heat, and that likely was shifting her perceptions but still. He wondered if she had ever seen a man die like that before. But, she said she was alright, and her word was good enough for him. <br><br>"So, you got a cleaning bug. Your not squeamish around blood or violence. You like my shirts. Anything else I should know?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 06:31:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked up into those gorgeous green eyes. "I've seen death. I've killed and hurt. In Alaska during my first year their, I had went with two of the other females into town. A man hit on me, I didn't want anything to do with him, and my wolf made me a little rude in letting him know. Later that day, and I could sense I was being followed, I purposely walked down an alley away from the other two females and he came at me. I had just meant to hurt him, but the wolf took over. I killed him." She shrugged. "I hated myself for awhile but it turned out he had been a serial rapist."<br><br>Other than that, nothing really of interest. I like to read and draw." Her hands slid across his chest, loving the feel of the hard muscle beneath the skin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 06:39:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				So she had killed? A weight, a small one, lifted off John's shoulders. His intentions had been to protect her not traumatize her, and it seemed he had not. But, of course he hadn't. With how recent her re-emergence in his life was it was easy to forget that while he had continued on as he always did she led an entire other life for the past five years. She learned of the heritage of her new species. discovered her power, hunted, killed. She was a full wolf now and he supposed that somewhere in his head he had forgotten that. To him, she may always be the scared girl crying and covered in blood. Well, he thought, the feeling of her hands on his chest sending a shiver down his spine, maybe not always. <br><br>He slid his arms around her, pulling her close. "Oh yeah?" he asked, kissing her lightly and pushing her back a step, "What do you like to read?" He kissed her again. This close he could smell only her, her scent driving out even the ammonia. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 06:51:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled her in for a kiss before asking her what she liked to read. Then he kissed her again. She smiled. "Well, I'm a sucker for romance and I have read quite a few paranormal romances about werewolves. It's interesting reading how human's see us. But," and she blushed, "they do get the sex right. Wild and hot." Her tongue swiped out over her lips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 07:01:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At that he grinned, that old exhaustion quickly fading and being replaced with excitement. Sure, a son of a bitch was dead, but Daliah was safe. Safe, and in heat, and this close to him. He reached up and brushed a stray strand of hair from her forehead. "Your cute when you blush." He kissed her again, this time pushing her back towards the bedroom. He may be coming to terms with the murder but he wasn't about to have sex on the kitchen table while the boy who died there was still cooling in the ground. He bit her lip, lightly, "Alright, next question. What kind of art do you draw?" he kissed her again. "What music do you like?" and again. "How do you like to fuck?" at that question he pushed her down on the bed, gazing down and admiring her. She was a wolf, like him. Not some scared girl he was going to break. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 07:15:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt herself blush harder when he noticed, his hand brushing hair from her forehead. Then he was kissing her again and moving her back towards the bedroom. Se growled playfully as he bit her lip. <br><br>"I draw fairies and dragons usually, but I can draw pretty much anything once I've seen it." She accepted his next kiss. "Music, I like classic rock. I think I'm a was born in the wrong era when it comes to music." Another kiss, and then the last question had her whole body burning. She looked up at him after he pushed her to the bed. She propped herself up on her elbows and grabbed his waist band, pulling him close. <br><br>"Well, honestly, anyway if you're involved. Under, on top. But I have to say my favorite position is doggy style with you grabbing my hips hard as you pound into me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 07:25:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Not for the first time, looking down at her with her lascivious grin and carnal intentions, John wondered how he had gotten so lucky. He knelt on the bed before her, her body in the shadow of his frame as he reached down and grabbed the shirt. Before he had worried if she wanted this, worried that she would break, worried that he would scare her off. But he had just murdered a man and she didn't flinch. She had seen a glimpse of his worst and yet still here she was with a blush on her cheeks and enticing words on her lips. He tore, ripping his shirt off of her and sending the buttons flying off like overcooked popcorn kernels. "I think we can arrange that," he said before grabbing her by the hair and pressing his lips over hers.<br><br>His other hand moved down, roughly gripping her thigh and slowly massaging the flesh, moving inch by inch up her body towards her sex. He broke the kiss, pressing his forehead to hers. He wanted her. Not just now, but the next day and the next. He wanted all her passionate moments, all her heat, all her screams, he wanted them all to belong to him. He pressed his hard palm against her sex and began to grind it against her delicate flesh, trailing his fingers to tease her heated body.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 07:52:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her own hands slid over his chest and to his shoulders than up his neck and buried in his hair. Her eyes slammed shut as he cupped her, the feel of his hand on her moist heat causing her to cry out. His fingers danced over her, teasingly. She spread her legs wider for him and arched into his touch. <br><br>The heat was growing, aching for him as her wolf craved it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 08:03:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hissing her again he pushed her further up along the bed as he kicked his pants off and joined her. He kept his hand pressed against her, teasing her entrance but never entering, just slowly prodding and stretching her body. She was wet and warm, already drawing spikes of arousal through John's body. He was half tempted to take her right there, legs wide on her back. But then where would be the fun in that? He kissed her neck and then ran his tongue down across her collar bone, trailing kisses across her chest before drawing one of her nipples between his teeth and nipping at the sensitive flesh. When he was done he moved to the other as he finally and slowly pushed two fingers inside of her. He was getting to know her body, know her spots, and he slid the pads of his thick fingers over them again and again. <br><br>Suddenly he stopped, grabbed her by the hips and flung her around onto her belly. With a pull he yanked her onto her knees before pushing his fingers back inside her, mercilessly stretching and prodding her sex. John's wolf was ravenous, howling and pacing, ready to take what was his. But John held him back. Other males would fuck her in this situation. He intended to make her his. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 08:09:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned as his tongue slid over her collar bone and then his lips were on her, kissing until they got to a nipple. She cried out lightly as he nipped the pebbled peak. When he moved to her other breast, two fingers slid inside her wet heat. She arched up into his mouth as his fingers filled and stretched her, stroking. Then he stopped and flipped her onto her belly. She gasped when he yanked her up onto her hands and knees, two fingers diving back inside her. She pushed back onto his hand, panting, needing to feel him inside her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 08:20:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John was breathing fire, each breath bringing with it a pulsing need, a drive to take. He held on for the moment, teasing her again and again, his fingers flicking over her clit before plunging back deep inside her body to press against those magical spots that made her shiver. It was only when he couldn't handle the wait any longer, and his wolf thrashed and snarled, that he let out a low growl and slid himself up behind her. He pushed open her knees, the full sight of her damp sex almost more than he could handle. As a human he had fucked, as a wolf he had taken, but it was never like this. Never the need, the absolute certainty. He grabbed her by the hips, his fingers pressing hard into her soft flesh, and pressed the head of his pulsing shaft against her smooth folds. <br><br>He hovered there for just a second, as he always did, giving her the last chance to back out or to protest. Not that he thought she would. Hell he could see it plain as day that she needed this as much as he did, maybe more. But it was, in his mind, the only thing he had to stop the beast from fucking her into the floor whenever it felt the need. When no complaint came he thrust forward, pulling back with his hands as his length crashed into her body, stopping half way in before pulling back and thrusting again and again. Slowly he pushed past the tightness of her body, pressing himself deeper and deeper until his pelvis touched hers. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 08:32:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out a breath as he grabbed her hips, gripping hard, the head of his cock pressing against her opening. He was still, as if waiting for her to decide against this, but with him, she never would. She always craved him, always had, since he had saved her and her wolf had met him. <br><br>When she didn't say a word, he thrust into her, pulling her back at the same time he pushed forward. He was so wide and long, he stretched her, filling her completely, like he was meant to be there. She pushed back against him, grinding her bottom against his hips, the head of him against the opening to her womb. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 08:43:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				In this position her body held him with an almost painful grip, his length taking up every inch of available space and still managing to stretch her wide. He relished in the feeling of her body coiling and sucking at him, his own body pulsing happily in return. He knew, in the way some men do, that he could never have another woman. Nor would he want to.Gr She was his, and their bodies were made for each other. He began to thrust, a few slow deep movements before he caught his stride and began to pound into her body just as she had requested. <br><br>After a moment he reached up and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head back as he forced himself into her tight hold again and again, each collision sending reverberations through his bones. His other hand instead slid down around her thigh, his fingers toying with her folds as his cock opened them wide. He pressed his finger against her clit and began to slowly massage it as he fucked her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 08:51:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned loud and long as he began pounding into her. His hand fisted in her hair and she growled at the feeling but she took it, because she was his to do with as he pleased. And like a good mate, he wanted her to feel good as well, his other hand sliding down and a finger massaging her clit. She arched her back, to take him deeper into her, feeling him slide over every inch of her inner walls. <br><br>Her tummy clenched in anticipation as her wolf huffed and yipped inside her as his danced with her. Her hands fisted in the covers beneath her hands, her nails growing and tearing the comforter as she cried out, the orgasm crashing down on her. Her pussy clenched and tightened around him in spasms, urging him to follow. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 08:58:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A guttural roar found its way out of John's lips, each collision driving his lust higher and higher. He could feel the entrance to her womb kissing the edge of the length with every deep thrust into her heated, clasping core. He knew her orgasm was building, could feel it as her body began to slam shut around him. He let it take him to his natural conclusion, thrusting now with a wild abandon and cumming hard inside of her. He kept moving as he came, thick spurts of his seed filling her up and flowing into her womb. It wasn't until he was utterly drained that he stopped, panting hard and laughing softly under his breath. <br><br>He collapsed next to her, a stupid grin all over his face. "I think I could do that with you forever."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 14:45:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As he went down beside her, she went down with him. She tucked her back against his chest, the heat once again a dull ache now that she had had the satisfaction. She smiled at his words.<br><br>"Keep it up and I'll hold you to that and I might never leave," she said with a light laugh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 08:18:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite himself, the thought made him happy. John was the eternal realist, always prepared for eventualities and disasters which seldom came. When winter came he chopped four times the amount of wood needed and stockpiled chemical heaters. When the game began to show signs of thinning he made sure he had enough can goods to make it alone for two years. And when something this good dropped into his life, he didn't bother getting attached for the knowledge that it everything is transient. That voice was still there. Maybe it wouldn't be tomorrow, or the day after when the heat had passed. Maybe not for a week, a month, a year, but eventually she would realize that he had nothing here to offer her. Just a life locked away in a remote cabin with only him and her own burgeoning insanity to keep her company. She would leave, it was the only sane choice she had. <br><br>But, he realized, he didn't want her to. In fact, he wasn't sure he had ever wanted something as strongly as this in his entire life. Not just the sex, being near her, smelling her, touching her, kissing her, talking to her. Maybe it was the fact that his wolf chose hers, or maybe it was the fact that when he was with her the beast was finally quiet, but maybe there was something more there. He kissed the top of her head, pulling her close. "Dangerous words Daliah," He said, just enjoying the feeling of her naked body pressed against his. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 14:11:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She cuddled back, a soft sigh escaping her.&nbsp; "Would you be opposed to me staying?" She asked softly, and this wasn't the heat talking. <br><br>"I like you, John. My wolf really enjoys being around you and your wolf, so would it be be a bad thing if we make this permanent? I wouldn't be in heat all the time, of course, so I don't know if you'd want me but I hope you would."<br><br>"You just make this seem normal. The wolf, my life now," she said letting out a deep sigh. "I understand if you don't want me here though. I kind of just came and disrupted your life. Then and now. You've had to kill because of me, twice, and I know that can't be sitting well. You're too good of a man, wolf or not."<br><br>She was laying herself bare right now, how was she not going to? Her wolf was actually satisfied now that things she didn't realize were happening inside her body. And she felt a semblance of normalcy laying in this man's arms that she hadn't felt in five years.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 17:53:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Here they were, all the questions he had been afraid to hear whispered in the fading light of his bedroom. Odd how sex had a way of laying everything bare. He knew what his wolf wanted. His wolf wanted her, all of her. It wanted to take her in and never let her go, and even now it chanted in the back of his mind, <em>'Mine, Mine, Mine'</em>. But what did he want? Sometimes, staring into her eyes he thought he knew but the truth was he had ceased to be able to make sense of the world since a sadistic rogue tortured him, bit him, and left him to change. Maybe, maybe he should send her away. If not for her sake than for his. For five years he had worked to create a functional life and he didn't want her to see it when that life broke and unleashed all the demons he kept caged inside. He could hurt her, he could kill her. Safe, he needed to keep her safe and the most logical way to do that would be to send her away. But then what would he be sending her to? Every year the packs lost a little more, the rogues got a little more numerous. How long would it be before she ended up raped or killed? She could go back to Alaska, but this was as much her home as his. <br><br>He curled himself around her, holding her entirely in his grasp. The truth was, the one he kept arriving at and retreating from, was that he wanted her for himself. Not just the wolf, not just sex. The truth was that a lone wolf is a hellish existence where loneliness is not a feeling but a miasma choking the life out of the waking world. As much as he had saved her from the rogue, he suspected she was in the process of saving him from something worse. But he couldn't invite her in without knowing the truth, the whole truth. "I want you here with me. After the heat. After everything. I wanted it since the first time I saw you." He released her, urging her to roll over to face him. He eyes connected with hers, "But I can't invite you into my life without you knowing the full truth. Its not a fun story, and you may leave after hearing it. I won't judge."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 19:35:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She waited for what seemed like forever for a yes or no, even a fuck you, but what he said had her holding her breath. He turned her over to face him and she turned onto her side, looking into those deep green eyes, eyes that looked sad. <br><br>She cupped his cheek. "Nothing you say will change my mind about this, about you," she said to him and she meant every word, because without him, there was no her. Her life wouldn't be complete, she'd be missing the most important part. Him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 20:01:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He heard her words, but there was doubt. He nodded, and then slowly sat up. He wasn't sure why but he didn't want to make eye contact with her during this part. But then, he paused. Where did he start? The rogue? The Murder? Earlier? He had said that she needed to know everything. He took a deep breath, and started at the beginning. "I was the first child of my family by about fourteen seconds, my younger brother a fraternal twin, and he when he came he took most of my mother out of him with her. Our father was a mean son of a bitch. He would beat me, and I would try to protect Roy from the worst of it but my dad hated him more. Weeks of my life he would lock us in the basement. Sometimes with food, sometimes not. Then on my sixteenth birthday he goes off more than usual. We fight, and he beats the hell out of me. Roy tried to help but he was always the weaker one and things got out of hand. He killed Roy, shoved a bottle in his throat. I watched him bleed out on the carpet four inches from me. Neighbor had called the cops, and when they came I left that house and never saw it or him again.<br><br>I got sucked up into the foster system, released when i was eighteen. Went to college, met a girl. Her name was Anna and the year I graduated I asked her to marry me. About four months later she got pregnant, and we were looking at houses. Then, one night I was out on a hike when I heard this screaming. I had my pistol with me, ran to see what was going on. Two wolves, weres but I didn't know that then, were tearing this boyscout apart, man-eaters." He said this last word like a curse, pausing for a long moment, each word bringing back memories which became more vivid in his mind by the second, "Shit I remember seeing him. He looked just like Roy did at the end, all pale and shaky and terrified with his throat opened up. I shot one of them, and when they came at me I kept firing. I managed to kill one but the other took my gun. I think they intended to kill me but when that one saw its brother laying dead... He shifted into a man and beat me to a pulp while I tried to figure out exactly what I had just seen. When I woke up I was in a shack, hanging by my wrists from a meat hook. He never gave me his name but he had a thick kind of cajun drawl. He tortured me for three days, taunting me, peeling me, burning me. Then, when I was just near death, he untied me and bit me." He gestured to the massive bite scar which stretched from his shoulder down across his chest. <br><br>"I didn't know what was happening but suddenly next thing I know paramedics are there. Got an anonymous tip. I was in the hospital for two weeks, during which Anna never left my side, and the doctors tried to figure out how I was healing so well. When I got released, it was two days before the next full moon. I didn't know, and when it came I turned and I tore Anna and our baby apart. I guess I just, snapped. I didn't become me again till the pack in Alaska almost brought me down three months later." He wasn't crying, he had exhausted those long ago. But his voice shook, his hands clenched into tight fists. "I murdered her Daliah. And god knows how many others during those months. I live with that in my head every day." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 20:24:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him, seeing the pain in those eyes she loved so much and her heart was breaking for him. His father had been a monster of a human being and her eyes started filling with tears when he said he had watched his brother die.<br><br>Then how he was bitten and turned, her chest hurt that he had had to go through that. And his girl, not only had he loved her, wanted a life with her, she had been carrying his child. <br><br>The tears began to fall then when he spoke of what he did. No wonder he chose to stay alone and hated the wolf. She buried her head against his chest and cuddling close, wrapped her arms around him. <br><br>"It wasn't your fault, John. That rogue had just left you without telling you that he had drastically changed your life." She shook her head, his heart thundering under her ear. "You're not to blame for any of this. Your wolf acted like the animal it is." She pulled back and looked him right in the eyes.<br><br>"You've made up for what you've done. You saved me when you could have just left me and sent me to Holt to get the control I need to live this life." She cupped his cheek. "It just makes me realize even more the great man you have become. And, and I love you, John. I have since I first laid eyes on you in these woods. I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy. You deserve it and I want to show you how much so." <br><br>She closed the distance between them, placing her lips against his as her eyes closed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 23:31:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Why? Why did she draw closer? He had admitted to murdering his own. Anna, young, smiling, happy Anna. Didn't Daliah realize that this was a cautionary tale? That this could happen to her? His mind flashed back to his dream the night before, and the serene smile she had had on her face as the massive wolf closed its jaws around her. Was this fate? A warming? Or just the delusional foretelling of a mind so long damaged by grief that he had trouble accepting the first truly good thing to fall into his life since the turn. When she spoke the words his him hard, each one cementing in place whatever dark future was laid out for them. She had heard his sin, seen its weight, seen him kill. There would be no scaring her off and he didn't have the will to reject her himself. When she kissed him he froze, a single second stretching out for an eternity in his mind. He needed this, needed her. Maybe it was what she said, maybe he could be forgiven. But maybe it was something else. Maybe it was the chance to be needed again. <br><br>He kissed her back, slowly unclenching his fists and lightly wrapping his arms around her. When the kiss broke his forehead touched hers, his eyes unable to leave hers for fear the connection would end and she would scream and flee as she was always supposed to. "I love you too. Your stupid for not leaving but I love you. Since the change I spent my life drowning and you were the first gasp of air I ever had. I don't think its in me not to want you with me every day for the rest of my life." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 23:43:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He kissed her back finally, his arms wrapping around her. When the kiss ended, his forehead laid against hers. She chuckled. "I'm stupid? You just basically said you're mine and I know how much a pain in the ass I can be, so, if anything, I guess we're both stupid." She pecked him on the lips. <br><br>"So, is this your way of saying you want to claim me then? Because I'm totally okay with that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 23:56:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				That was the question wasn't it. They could say whatever they wanted but until the mark was on her it didn't mean much. That was their way, as his wolf kept reminding him in its incessant rumblings. Then there was the heat to consider. He doubted that her actions were driven solely by it. She had said as much and he trusted her. But it still didn't feel right. Not until she was in the right mindset, not until she agreed without a single thing affecting her mind. This was one allowance he wouldn't give the wolf. <br><br>"Tomorrow," he said, "Or the next day. When your heats passed, I'll ask you. If you say yes, then I will. If not, we'll cross that bridge." He kissed her on the forehead, inhaling sharply and filling his head with the her smell. "It just doesn't feel right till then."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 00:07:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded completely understanding. She could wait then. She had waited this long already, what was a few more days? <br><br>She yawned lightly. It had been an eventful day already and it wasn't even over. "So, what do we do now?" The sun was still high in the sky and her heat was sated for the time being. She wouldn't mind going for a run, but she didn't want to take the chance of any other rogues showing up and she guessed it had to do with John, but her wolf was incredibly calm and relaxed at the moment. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 00:45:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked down at her, then outside to the light already beginning to fade into twilight. Hell of a day, hell of a week. "First food," he said, "Then we'll play it by year." He smiled, and kissed her for every sunset spent in fury and shadow. <br><br>They ate, a couple of steaks which were only cooked in name. Then, a run. It would take months to show her everything, but he started with the falls. A fourteen mile run, their wolves nipping and leaping alongside each other as the sky gave way to an autumn spray and the world sunk into a darkness which was only darkness in name. To them, the world was lit up by the moon, swollen and pregnant in the sky, a proud mother finally seeing her children find each other. They reached Harriot falls just as the stars reached their full luster, the entire night sky belonging to them and the joy they found in each other. Then, on the moss slick stone behind the falls they saw to their mutual desire. Hours later, both exhausted and damp and grinning like idiots, they found their way back to the cabin and collapsed in each others arms.<br><br>That night, John had another dream. In it he was hanging in the shack again, and the dead rogue was there. He was smiling at John, his tongue hanging out of the bloody hole in his neck. He was holding a silver knife, and John braced for the torture. But the rogue stopped, and turned. On the table behind him was Daliah, naked and pregnant. He smiled, and let out a long gurgle, as if trying to speak. Then again, and again, each repetition bringing more clarity to the words. "Mine," he said, "Mine, Mine, Mine." He brought the knife to her stomach, and John let out a shout.<br><br>He woke up to find her in his arms. For a moment he was confused, his mind desperately trying to piece together the events in his waking world with that in his dream world. He didn't know if he had made any noise, but decided he likely had not. She wasn't awake, her cheek pressed lightly to his chest. Carefully, he kissed her on the top of the head, inhaling deeply. He could smell the river water, and the light smell that was undeniably her. But then, something else. Her heat had passed, but it had been replaced with something else he couldn't quite place. Maybe it was just how she usually smelled without heat. He tried to remember what she smelled like the first time they met but then she had been covered in blood. Coming up blank he shelved the thought for later. He had something more important to think on anyways. Her heat had passed, and the time had come for the decision. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 02:11:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After a day spent just enjoying each other, inside, outside, in the water, in the grass, they came back to the cabin exhausted in the best ways and fell asleep in each others arms. <br><br>While John was dreaming, Daliah was having a dream of her own. She was sitting in the chair by the window, waiting for him to come back from hunting. She wondered for a moment why she wasn't out with him as she looked out the window. Then a small cry had her looking down to the babe in her ams. A baby girl with big green eyes and a head of black curls.<br><br>Daliah smiled and caressed the babe's cheek and with a tiny little hand, she reached up and grabbed a finger. Daliah cooed, leaning down and rubbed her nose against her daughter's. <br><br>The babe giggled and looked toward the door, holding her hand out. A breeze blew in through the window and the scent of her mate filled her nose. She followed&nbsp; the infant's line of sight and saw the door open, revealing John with his rifle perched on his shoulder. He closed the door and walked over to them.<br><br>"How are my two favorite girls?" he asked before leaning down to put a soft kiss&nbsp; on her lips than one on their babie's forehead. Then he leaned back and gave her a kiss on the top of the head, which woke her up with a smile. Her eyes slid open and she looked into those green eyes so much like their babe's. <br><br>"Good morning," she said lovingly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 06:51:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt her stir before he saw her eyes fluttering open. Judging by the smile on her face it had been a good dream. "Morning," he said, gently running his hand along her upper arm. "You look happy," he said, kissing her again on the forehead, dispensing with whatever extra affection he could while her words from the day before burned in his mind. Yesterday they had made promises, promises which now needed to be discussed, something which John was never great at. To be honest, both he and the wolf preferred to bark orders rather than have a civilized discussion. Of course, most people he talked to on a day to day basis were either human or wolves so weak they cowed to him. She was a different matter entirely. She knew his secret, she knew his suffering, something he hadn't shown to anyone in three decades. <br><br>"So heats passed and your here. You still in?" He could guess her answer, but he held his breath anyway, keeping his eyes on hers and trying not to look too serious which was difficult because John typically always looked serious. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 07:08:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am happy," she said, placing a kiss on his lips. She didn't feel the heat rising, and he was so close to her. A hand slid over his chest.<br><br>She licked her lips.&nbsp; "I am. Do you still want me?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 07:17:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah," he said, a thin smile cracking his face, "I guess your alright. You can stay." He gave her another kiss, this one on the lips where he lingered for a long moment. When he broke it he leaned back, resting his head heavy on the pillow. Idly, he wondered how many things in this cabin would have to change. He hadn't bought new curtains or sheets or anything in over eight years. Not that he thought she was about to set out to change anything about him or his life, just that it inevitably happened when you invited someone to share your space. Although, he thought, feeling her soft body pressed against his and the warm swelling in his chest, he wasn't exactly dreading sharing this space with her. <br><br>"Well then if your staying, you gotta know I don't intend to be letting you go anytime soon. I want to mark you Daliah. Mate, life time thing. Fuck my wolf's already been howling the word for days now."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 08:44:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her heart was beating so fast, she thought it'd jump out of her chest. Then he said the words she had hoped he would. He wanted her to stay. <br><br>He laid back against his pillow and what he said next had her heart soaring. She propped herself up on her elbows and looked at him. "Yes." She laughed. "You didn't ask, but yes." She straddled him, kidding his lips, cheeks, chin, all over his face. "Yes, John. I'm yours and your mine and I'm not giving that up. I've wanted you, craved you for so long and now that I've had a taste, I don't think I'll be able to give it up."<br><br>"And not just the sex. Although the sex is fantastic. But you, John. You make me feel things I didn't think I would ever feel. And I can't give that up. I won't be able to live without you. I can't. I love you with everything I have and I want to show you how much so everyday for the rest of my life." <br><br>She pressed her lips against his, her tongue sliding into his mouth, helping to show the love she had for him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 09:09:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				And suddenly there was a naked Daliah in his lap and she was kissing him. Each word she said only compounded that happy swelling in his chest. She was in, no room for doubt anymore. Sure, someday she may get angry, or they would fight, but for better and worse she was in. He felt a weight sliding off his shoulders, and he kissed her back with as much gusto as he could manage. "Good," he said, breaking the kiss and sliding his hands down her arms, across her hips, and around into the small of her back. "I love you Daliah. I'm scared shitless of hurting you but I think its an alright sort of thing. But, as much as I saved you, you saved me. I want you to be mine today and tomorrow and the next day and the next. I want to wake up to see your face and go to sleep knowing your safe with me."<br><br>For a moment he thought about the dreams but pushed them and their nightmare images down. They couldn't hurt her. Nothing could if he was there to stop it. He kissed her again, drawing her tongue to him and holding her body tight against his, a small happy rumble echoing from his chest, "Mine," he repeated again, then, staring into her eyes he echoed her sentiment, "And yours."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 09:30:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked into his eyes with s smile curving her lips. "Always and forever, my love," she said before kissing him again, something she would never get enough of. <br><br>Yeah, it was official. She was head over heals, so deep it hurt, in love with this man and he was in love with her. She couldn't have asked for a better mate. He was made for her and she for him. And for years to come, they would make each other happy.<br><br>"I love you, too John. So much."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 18:13:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He knew they sounded like idiots. These were words for fools or for the young, but he couldn't care less at the moment. His entire world was consumed by the wolf on his lap and the love they found between each other. For once, his wolf was quiet, and in his minds eye he saw it laying next to hers, tall and proud and entirely at peace. He knew what was coming, the act that should have happened years before. To mark her, the bite and the pain and the bond. For once, John was faced with something he had never done, and in his mind the act had the same gravity as a marriage proposal. Speaking of which, did she expect that as well? Pushing the thoughts of wedding bells out of his mind he focused on the first task. <br><br>He leaned down and kissed her neck lightly, trailing small affections down her pale skin, paying special mind to kiss the spot he would be marking. "After we eat," he whispered, "and away from this cabin. Somewhere wild. I'll mark you." He wasn't sure why he needed to leave the cabin. Maybe it was a reminder of his old life that was now ending, or maybe it just didn't sit right with the wolf. Either way, he thought he had just the spot in mind. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 19:11:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course, but if we're going to eat, let's hunt. I got some extra energy I want to burn off." Her wolf was urging her on to shift, so she could come out and play, because she knew that in a month's time, she wouldn't be able to. Daliah and John didn't know this yet of course. <br><br>She got off him, a hand sliding along his body teasingly. She stretched her arms over her head, her breasts rising enticingly. "Come on you, I really want to run," she said as she skipped out of the room. <br><br>They walked outside and once she stepped foot on the green grass, her wolf didn't give her a choice. She shifted, her bones popping and sliding to fill and form a new body as pitch black fur sprouted from her skin. Once on all fours, her tail curled behind her, wagging in excitement and she licked the lips of her muzzle as her paws padded the ground beneath her feet. <br><br>She yipped at John and he ran off, a gorgeous well muscled wolf she'd follow any day. They ran through the forest, catching a wild hog as he took her up the side of the mountain. They stopped to eat, and play, hopped and splashed through a stream, had to run like hell after pissing off a bear, but soon he was taking her somewhere she had never been. She had never been this far east before. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 20:01:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				They bounded up the side of a mountain path which was typically only used by mountain goats and the terminally insane. On two legs they would have needed climbing gear for the ascent but with their strength and agility they bounded up the mountain with relative ease. Every inch they moved John felt a little more sure, a little more confident that this was right. When they reached the peak, the green lush valley spread out below them, all doubt was gone and replaced instead with a growing excitement which started in his gut and raced through his body until every cell was screaming and alive for the first time. He led her down the side of the mountain, this side of the peak much more gradual a slope as they descended into the crescent shaped valley underneath. <br><br>He had found this place, oddly, as a human. Tracking a pack of wolves on an extended observation, they had led him, either knowingly or not, to this valley. Too cut off from popular skiing areas, and difficult to climb to on foot it was left virtually unspoiled by man. He led her into the dense packed pine trees which slowly gave way to oaks and elms, their branches swooping overhead like a wedding arch. Somewhere, a hawk cried and a squirrel let out a long chatter, greeting the lovers as they plodded along a carpet of sweet clover and butterfly weeds. The final stretch, and rather than run he led her in a slow, happy trot, giving her a chance to take in the place.<br><br>By the time they reached it, the sun had sunk below the lip of the mountain casting a twilight haze over everything. It was a clearing, perfectly circular and directly in the middle of the valley. Once John had marveled at it, wondering how such a place could exist. But now he knew. It was made for them. The clearing was filled with wild flowers in mid bloom with a large mossy rock sitting in the middle. Across the far side of the clearing a small stream cut through, filtered by the natural bedrock hundreds of feet higher up the mountain it was crystal clear and softly humming as they approached. When they reached the rock John stopped, his wolfish face seeming to smile as he shifted back, letting his bones snap and pop back into the shape of a man. "Here we are," he said. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 20:30:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Daliah looked around the valley, a meadow soft meadow underfoot as she trotted along, following her mate. By the time they got to the clearing, the enjoyed the feel of the flowers underneath her pads and the sound of trickling water from the small stream reached her ears. She looked at the beautiful sight. The place was gorgeous and she couldn't smell even a lick of remnant of human scent. Just the animals that came here. <br><br>When they reached the mossy rock in the center of the meadow, he shifted back to human form, his gloriously naked human form. She licked her lips and followed, shifting back to her human form. She ran her hands through her black waves, trying to get it in some semblance of control. <br><br>She walked up to him and put her arms around his neck. "This place is beautiful."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 20:53:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John watched her change, her naked form rising from her wolf and drawing his eye over every inch of her.&nbsp; He felt his skin warm as she closed in, his body greeting hers and his hands resting on her hips. "I found this place about a year back. Local wolf pack uses it as a nursery in the breeding season. Whole valley is zoned for wildlife by the DNR so no one comes here." He kissed her lightly, "Its just you and me for over fifty miles. Ya know when I found this place I almost decided to come live out here. Guess its a good thing I didn't." He looked up to the sky which was now painted in sweeping strokes of darkening purple and pink, the world sinking into a bruised, heavy night.<br><br>The place was perfect, the mate was perfect. Not for the first time, John felt like this was all prearranged. Like fate had served him nothing but shit just to reward him with something more valuable than gold. Or, maybe he was just this lucky. Looking back down and getting lost in her stormy grey eyes. "After tonight, no other man will ever touch you. You'll have no one before me and I'll have no one before you. We'll be mates," he said with a kiss, "in this life," and another, "and after if there is such a thing."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 21:15:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed him back as he kissed her between words, pressing her body tightly against his. "Always," she whispered before kissing him again, closing her eyes and deepening it, putting all the love she felt into that kiss, for her mate and her mate alone. <br><br>Even before she had been bitten, even when she was with Derren as a human who had been ripped apart by the rogue, something had been missing. She had loved Derren, or at least she thought she had, but now, feeling what she did for John, it wasn't love. Maybe it was because of her wolf, but she felt as if only the wolf magnified what was already there. She'd probably want the man even if the wolf wasn't there. <br><br>She pulled back, wrapping her arms tighter around his neck and hopped up, wrapping her legs around his waist, her wetness sliding against his shaft. She kissed him, moaning into his mouth as she lightly ground against him. <br><br>She pulled back enough to stop the kiss, bet the tips of their noses still touched. "Make love to me, John," she whispered before kissing him again, her tongue sliding between his lips. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 21:26:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Of all the traits he loved about her boldness was one. With his change, and how strong his wolf was most others shied away from him. Even Holt, for all his kindness and wisdom, sometimes treated John like a dangerous force worthy of respect and caution. It was the Alpha blood, making every woman he bedded overly submissive, never daring to touch him without permission. Meanwhile here was this raven haired goddess who with a kiss and a whispered plea had climbed up around him and pressed her wet sex to his hardening length. It woke up something in him, something somewhere between love desire and rage that burned under his skin. Growling he kissed her again, forcing himself to cool. In the nights they would spend together there would be time to fuck, and to bite, and to growl. But tonight it wasn't about that. <br><br>Gently, slowly he laid her down on the soft bed of flowers, kissing her every inch of the way down. "I will," he said as the kiss broke. At that moment all he wanted was her pleasure, to see her writhe, and to see her smile as their bodies joined. But first, first he needed to get her body ready, first he needed to taste as much of her as he could. He kissed her neck, working down until he nipped at the spot he would later be leaving his mark. He worked down her body with methodical slowness, laying affection to every bit of bare skin, taking special care to flick his tongue over her nipples before working down further and further. When he reached her sex he paused, kissing slowly up her thighs and across her pelvis, working closer and closer to her center. Finally, he pressed his lips against her sex and ran his tongue up between her folds, her smell drawing a low groan from his chest. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 21:38:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He took her down to lay on the flowers, their softness against her back. He broke the kiss and began kissing down her body, her neck first, nipping where he'd bite her, mark and claim her. Then that hot mouth was moving lower, kissing over every inch of her, his tongue sliding over her nipples and further still.<br><br>Her sex ached and she spread her legs for him as he reached there. He kissed her thighs and across her pelvis before making it to her wetness. She moaned as she felt his lips against her heat, a small ooh leaving her lips as his tongue ran up her folds. Her hands went to stroke the hair of his head between her legs as she arched her hips with a moan. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 05:30:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				God how he loved her taste. He kissed her deeper, pushing his tongue into her tight body and gently swirling through her sex. He reached under her, lifting her bottom a few inches off the ground, tilting her hips to allow him deeper access. Minutes ticked by as he stretched and teased her, taking his time and moving in slow deliberate strokes. Then, he moved up, dragging his tongue along her clit again and again, swirling the tip of his tongue around the tender button of nerves. When he was sure she was ready he pulled back, licking his lips one last time and then sliding back up her body. <br><br>He propped himself up on his elbows, one on either side of her as he stared down into her eyes. Part of him still wanted to ask, still wanted to give her an out. His wolf growled at that stubborn little voice in his head, pushing out all room for doubt. She had asked for this, begged for it, and he wanted it as much as she did. Leaning down he pressed his forehead to hers, his nose barely touching hers. "I love you," he whispered, the tip of his rigid length pressing lightly against the folds of her sex on the verge of entering her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 05:40:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned and writhed under his touch as he ate her, that exquisite tongue working wonders on her. He pulled back, licking his plump lips and it was one of the sexiest things she had ever seen. <br><br>He moved up her body, his much larger one resting on atop her. He rested his forehead against hers and softly said those words as the head of his cock presses against her wet opening.<br><br>"I love you, too, John," she said before cupping his cheeks and pulling him down to her lips. She kissed him, her tongue sliding in between his lips, and she moaned at the taste of herself on his lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 06:07:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With that small admission, he pressed forward, his cock penetrating her body as her tongue slid into his mouth. He returned the kiss, his tongue dancing with hers as inch by inch he slowly slid into her body. He took his time, each thrust bringing him a little deeper until he found himself snugly tucked into her body. He let out a small, happy sigh as he felt the tip of him touch the entrance of her womb. Before, when her heat was on, he had been drunk with the passion and fire of the moment. But this was different. He was drunk on something entirely different. He began to move, sliding into her one deep thrust at a time. <br><br>When their kiss broke he lingered, tasting the breath that mingled between them before arching his back to kiss down her neck, biting and nipping at her tender skin. He wanted to consume her, to bring every cell of her body as alive as she had made him. In the past John had taken bitches. He had fucked, screwed, destroyed, and fooled around. But he had never made love as a wolf, and not since Anna as a man. He wasn't sure he remembered how, so he let instinct take control. This didn't require thought. No doubt, no fear, just them and the comfort they found in each other. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 06:25:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned into his mouth as he filled her, stretching her body oh so wonderfully, the tip of his cock hitting deep. When he began to move inside her, he broke the kiss to kiss down her neck, nipping and pressing his teeth against her but not breaking skin yet.<br><br>She moaned at the feel of that mouth on her once again, her head turning to the right to give him all of her throat. Her hands slid up and over his arms, to his shoulders, loving the feel of the hard muscles there as she arched her back, taking him deeper into her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 06:40:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Odd. A week ago he had been content to live his life, alone and without attachment or commitment. He had been lonely, drowning even, dying slowly. But it was a fate he had accepted. And yet still here he was, holding a woman and sweating his eternal love to her. Making love, when he was sure he would never touch someone else in anything but rage or indifference ever again. He loved the way her body held his, the way her arms and legs and sex gripped at him, each thrust sending him deeper and deeper into a trance. He lost himself in the act, kissing and biting and sliding into her with a rolling fever which drove him into her harder and faster, their bodies melding as their wolves joined into a chorus howl. <br><br>Minutes turned, each passing as the intensity grew, the moon growing swollen and happy over head. The moment was coming, the mark, the culmination of the passions which had been denied for five long years. He kissed her, and then tearing his head to the sky let his teeth shift into elongated canines and his eyes flashing the deep forest green of the wolf. He lowered his mouth to her ear, his hot breath breaking over her in waves. "Are you ready Daliah?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 06:50:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her wolf slid against her mate, licking and rubbing along his large furred body as John kissed her, made sweet love to her the way he was made too. She moaned at his little nips, the stroke of his tongue as he slid in and out of her, picking up speed and depth as he went. <br><br>He stopped kissing her as the John's wolf sunk his teeth into her wolf's scruff, and as John looked down at her with those deep green eyes and lowered his mouth to her ear, her own eyes turned to their wolven amber. She gripped his biceps, turning her head to give him the left side of her neck. "Yes," she whispered, "make me yours." <br><br>As those words came out of her mouth, her wolf howled in response, his wolf mounting her as he readied to claim her like he was meant to. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 07:13:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With those whispered words John gave in, and let instinct do what he had wanted to do for five years. He opened his mouth in unison with his wolf, her smell and the heat of her body driving everything but her.. He let out a long, primal howl which echoed through his body into hers. Then, buried inside of her, he bit down on her. Teeth sank into flesh, filling his mouth with the coppery taste of his blood and sending his world into shades of red. He bit deep, his body not ceasing its relentless movement into her. Odd, wasn't this how they started things? With a bite? Funny that his greatest tragedy was now his fondest moment. He thrust hard and fast now, giving into the wolf and their shared passions as he was always meant to do. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 07:25:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Daliah wasn't ready for the intense pleasure she would experience as his teeth sunk into her throat, as he claimed her, made her his. It intensified the pleasure of his cock slamming into her, stroking all the right spots. It had her eyes slamming shut as the orgasm crashed into her. She cried out, but was unable to move because of his hold on her. Not that she'd want to anyway. <br><br>She laid there beneath him, her pussy clenching and spasming around his cock, urging him to join her as he moved in and out of her. Her arms slid up and around his shoulders, holding him close as he held onto on to her and their wolves made love of their own, the huffing growls from both of them filling her head. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 07:45:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As before he felt her orgasm approaching, but with it something else. He could feel his own body and his wolves, both wrapped around their mate with nothing but primal, savage joy in their hearts. If John had one wish it would be that this profound moment would last forever, with his body inside her, and her arms coiled around him as she shook and spasmed with pleasure. But he could feel his own end approaching, starting in his stomach and sweeping through him as an intense white flame. He tore his teeth from her and let out a wolf's howl as his length slammed deep inside of her, his tip flush with her womb as he came. He felt himself empty out inside her, each small throbbing thrust filling her body with his seed as her blood trickled down his face. <br><br>When it had passed he slowed, and then stopped, blinking away the white dots dancing in his vision. He focused on her, his mate, now and forever. He kissed her, this time with nothing reserved, nothing hidden, holding her close and letting eternity slip them by in bliss. "Mine," he finally whispered, laughing softly, "Mine."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 07:54:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt him follow behind her, his cock throbbing and shooting his warm seed deep within her a split second after he let go of her neck and let a howl. She felt her own wolf respond in kind. She laid there beneath him, panting before he kissed her and this time it was like no other kiss they had shared before. It was deep, all consuming, as if every bit of him was in that kiss and she took it and gave him just as much back. <br><br>She chuckled lightly as he whispered against her lips. "Yours," she whispered back. "Always and forever." She yanked him down for a kiss, tasting her blood on his tongue as her own thrust into his mouth.<br><br>Her wolf nuzzled his as he panted atop her back, licking the spot where his teeth had sank into her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 08:06:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He took her kiss, loving the way her tongue danced into his mouth, thin and powerful and tasting entirely of her. In his minds eye he saw his wolf get off of hers, helping hers lick the wound he had made before they laid down beside each other. John followed suit. As their kiss ended he slid off of her, gently pulling himself from out of her sex and rolling over onto the ground beside her. His hands though, never left her, his arms holding her as if she was his only anchor to prevent him to floating away into the billion shuttering lights which poured down on them from above. <br><br>He pressed his hand over her bite wound. He knew it would stop bleeding soon enough, in days the wound would be gone, replaced with the mates mark. The same mark that would claim her as his for the rest of their lives. He had thought he would panic by now, the gravity of eternity sinking in on him but instead he found a profound calm had claimed him. He pulled her over, kissing her again, this time lightly before letting out a long breath. "Are you alright?" he asked, his eyes flicking to the bloody wound. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 08:26:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled free from her and laid beside her, pulling her close. He put a hand over the bite before pulling her into a kiss. She looked into his green eyes when he asked her if she was alright. She cupped his cheek. <br><br>"Yeah, I'm fine. You didn't hurt me, in case you couldn't tell, and it will heal. So we're okay. If it looks bad, you'll just have to take extra care of me until it's healed." She scooted into him, her head against his chest as her leg wrapped over his hip. She looked back up at him. <br><br>"How are you feeling about all of this?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 08:38:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Well she did have a skill for loaded questions. He stared past her, staring at the hand which covered her wound and the light trickle of blood which escaped from under his hand and ran down her collar bone, carving a bloody path across her breast. So much blood, so much like the night Anna died. Her screams, that was all he could remember of the moment, those awful choked screams and panicked gaze as her eyes went dead. But this wasn't Anna and he was no longer that man or that wolf. This was Daliah and with her things could be different. "Happy," he finally decided, "It wasn't until I actually bit you that I was convinced that I wasn't going to kill you, and I wouldn't have survived that. You're stubborn, sometimes ill tempered, and you can be a serious pain the ass but your my pain. I'm ready to spend the rest of my life make you happy."<br><br>He ran his other hand idly up and down her draped thigh, the smoothness of her skin contrasted by his calloused woodman's touch. "And you? Not every day you promise forever and all."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 08:57:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She listened to his words, her heart swelling with happiness that he could finally feel that he wouldn't hurt her, couldn't hurt her. She snorted when he called her a pain in the ass but smiled at what he said next. His hand trailed over her thigh as he asked her how she felt about this. <br><br>She let out a sigh of satisfaction. "I'm happy, too. Very happy. For the first time, I feel like everything is going to be okay, like the world won't crumble around me. My wolf has been crazy these last five years. She's not as bad as when she first came around granted, but she won't settle down. And since I've been here with you, she is content with just laying their relaxed for once. You do that. And if I'm correct, I'd say I do the same for yours."<br><br>So, yes, John. I feel like I made the best decision I could have ever made and it involves you." She kissed him on the lips. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 18:48:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The mention of his wolf sent a small twist in his gut but he didn't show it. Not that he didn't believe her. His wolf was different now, more content, more docile. But he had believed such of it before only to find it was a tricky beast, made all the more formidable by the fact that it was, in part, merely an aspect of John's subconscious. What if it really was planning to hurt her? What if it intended to knock her up and throw her away or try and start up a pack? Even now, he could hear it, whispering 'Don't worry. I got what I want, and so did you.' But trusting Daliah was one thing, trusting his wolf, something else entirely, and kissing her he became aware that for the rest of his life he was going to always worry in some deep dark place inside himself. <br><br>So where did this night leave them? Bonded forever, but then what? Pups? Growing old? The worst part was he could see doing it all with her. But those dreams of her swollen and bloody belly still flagged him, lingering in the back of his mind. The past was threatening to repeat itself if he wasn't careful. But, again, he was borrowing tomorrows troubles. Right now, they had a more immediate concern. "So it might be obvious but I want you to live with me. I'll build a new addition on the cabin for the extra space. Any issues with that?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 19:02:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She made a face as if she didn't like the idea. "Oh, um, I don't know," she said, but she was unable to keep a straight face. She rubbed her nose against his. "Of course I'd live here with you. I don't want to live anywhere else." She nuzzled into him, snuggling close. <br><br>"You know, if I learned anything in Holt's, it was that being mated is like the werewolf's equivalent of being married. So, I have never asked you this, and you've never told me, but how old are you exactly?" She pulled back to look at him. "I know we age a lot slower than humans but I don't know if I could&nbsp; be with an old man," she said making a face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 19:11:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				And there she went, banishing his demons with a few coy words and satirical revulsion. He laughed, rolling onto his back and staring up at the cosmos which turned lazily above them. "Lately I feel like I'm fucking a hundred. I think I'm around thirty-two but don't quote me on it. If I remember correctly my birthdays in November, but birthdays were never much of a thing in my house." He grew silent for a moment, then glanced at her. "One other thing. My real last name is Harper, but in town and around others its Dewitt. Holt helped set me up with a new identity after the change and I wouldn't be surprised if there are still a few law agencies looking to talk to me about Anna. As far as public record shows I went missing the night she was murdered." <br><br>For a moment he paused, realizing with a sudden sinking feeling that he hadn't bothered to inform her of his fugitive status prior to the bonding. But then, he never really thought about it. This far from where it happened so long ago, he seldom considered the fact that he was likely still on a wanted list somewhere. "Sorry," he said, "Guess I should have mentioned that earlier."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 19:27:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled, loving that carefree laugh he let out. As she listened to him speak, she knew exactly what he was meant. She nodded. "Yeah, my aunt never celebrated my birthday or gave me a chance too. I'm 25 by the way." <br><br>Then he told her what his last name is and that he might have a warrant out for him. She looked at him with eyes wide. "Well, the wolf can be an asshole sometimes," she said in understanding. She moved to lay on her belly, propped up on her elbows. <br><br>She shrugged though. "It happened a long time ago, and like I said before, you're a different man now. If anything comes of that, we'll deal with it."<br><br>I don't know if you realized this, John, but I'm kind of in this for the long haul. So, you won't be getting rid of me anytime soon. Probably never, so, kind of sucks to be you, because like you said, I am a bit of a pain in the ass," she said with a shrug.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 19:39:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh trust me I get it," He said, offering her a thin smile and looking back up. The moon was fully above them now, casting them both in pale light and making them seem to glow in the midnight meadow. Her nonchalance put him more at ease than he cared to admit. Not that he had expected her to leave, they were mated and that was not something you abandoned. But it may have caused more of a panic than it did. "I look forward to having you antagonize me for the rest of my life," he said, playfully slapping he lightly on the ass. <br><br>"You know. Right between highschool and college I went into the army and served two years, was still on the reserve list when the change happened. So, as it turns out, I probably also wanted for desertion. Ya know, while we are dispensing with criminal histories. Care to fight off the government with me?" He turned to face her, feeling better than he had in years. She was in, and she could handle his worst and brought out his best. How the hell did he get so lucky?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 19:44:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him with a smile. "Only if I get to wear a leather body suit and have a wicked cool belt with a lot of gadgets. Ooh, like Black Widow," she said with a chuckle. <br><br>Then she thought about that. "Damn, I'm sure my wolf would ruin the leather though. I think she's a chewer."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 20:52:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed, but then stopped, the reference falling flat in his brain. "Wait the hell is Black Widow? Like the spider?" This was not an uncommon feeling for him, in fact he got it often when traveling into town or when he was forced to interact with others, such as at the DNR mandatory information sessions. You don't spend five years in the wilderness and come out a cultured individual, and often John got the sinking suspicion that he was a relic of an age gone past, and age he had actually only lived in for a small part of his life. To him, classic rock was still relevant music and the only real cars had steel bodies. <br><br>"Why the hell would a spider wear leather?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 01:50:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't help but laugh. "We are definitely doing a movie night." She shook her head. "When you were younger, did you ever read the Avengers comic books? Well she is Natasha Romanov. A sexy crime fighting super hero who happens to wear a leather body suit."<br><br>She looked at him with a thoughtful face. "You're kind of behind in your times, huh? I'm going to have to introduce you to the world as it is now. We can go see a movie, or go shopping, or something. I think you can trust your wolf now. He'll probably be off in the corner with mine."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 02:01:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He shook his head, "The only reading material my father had in the house was Playboy, Hustler, and the Bible. I remember Roy got his hands on something once, I think it was a comic book. It had this black and white demon looking guy on the front. When our father found it he burned it." Inwardly he kicked himself. Every time she tried to make it light he dragged everything back down into his hell. But what was he supposed to do? The bulk sum of his life experiences occurred in a desolate vacuum of tragedy and violence, and what happy memories he had were often too painful to talk about. But, he tried to latch onto the. Tried for her. "And that sounds fine. I think the last movie I saw was with Anna in, I want to say 2003? Had a bunch of guys with swords and castles in it, but I ah," he snickered, "I fell asleep half way through." <br><br>He glanced at her, running his eyes over hers, "I'll try my best to stay awake. Although, I think it would be a fair bit easier if you were in a skin tight leather body suit."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 02:16:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She kind of wished she could go back and beat the ever loving shit out of his father for treating him and his brother the way he did. Nobody should be treated like that by the person who was supposed to care and raise them. She smiled though as he said he had fallen asleep the last time he saw a movie. <br><br>"Well, we can rent some then and stay home, that way, I can wear the leather body suit and maybe you could peel it off me with your teeth," she said huskily, raising a brow. "We won't even have to finish the whole movie for that to happen."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 02:30:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				How she managed to switch from serious to playful to lascivious with such ease baffled him. Granted, it could be said that John had the emotional range of a teaspoon so he doubted it would be hard to baffle him. "Hell," he said, facing her and propping himself up on an elbow, "Just you in the room with me I doubt we would make it far. Start getting fancy on me we won't make it through the opening credits." He glanced at her wound. The blood had dried, leaving a far larger mess than the actual wound likely was. In the pale light of the moon it looked like he had taken a chunk out of her. Focus on happy things, not blood or violence or horror. He repeated the mantra in his head, swallowing hard and keeping his smile there. <br><br>"Of course we'd need to get a TV first. I don't think I've owned one in close to a decade." He reached out and idly ran his hand up the back of her thigh and over the crest of her ass. "I got lots of catching up for lost time to do don't I?" He locked eyes with her, letting out a long breath. Jesus, laying in post coital bliss and he still wanted her. He ran his fingers up her spine, slowly rubbing her back. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 02:36:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, if I'm moving in with you, we can bring mine over. I also have a DVD/Blue Ray player, even a VCR if that is what you're into," she said as his hand slid up her thigh and over her ass. She scooted closer to him, pressing her side against his chest and belly as she laid her head down on her arms. <br><br>"Well, if you've been out and about for whatever you go into town for, have you seen or heard anything you had no idea about? I may be able to answer some questions for you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 02:46:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled her flush against him, enjoying the sense of warmth and closeness between their bodies. This close he got another smell of that odd scent, hidden just underneath her normal one. It fluttered around in his head like an unanswered riddle, itching at his subconscious and drawing up only blanks. Much like the answer to her question. What could he say? That his hermitage was as absolute as it seemed? That he got what he needed in town and retreated as quickly as possible? <br><br>"Yeah actually," he said, a memory bubbling to mind, "About two months back I went into town to get propane. I was at the grocery when these, well I think they were women, came up to me. They were fucking orange, and smelled like chemicals. They had on these leopard print dresses and asked for my help getting a propane tank into their car. I gave em help but when they came onto me and I refused they went feral. Yelling and cursing. Fuck my wolf just wanted to tear them apart but they kept saying one thing over and over again. What the fuck is a Snookie?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 03:00:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Daliah burst out laughing at his story and the confused look on that gorgeous face. "Oh, lord. Of all the things you had to be exposed to." She laughed a little more, her whole body moving with it. It was pretty damn hilarious. "There is this show on MTV called the Jersey Shore and in case you haven't met anyone from Jersey, they are fucking annoying as all hell. It's ridiculous. The girls were orange because they fake tan, too much probably and I don't know if you've seen yourself, but you are one fine piece of ass, so that's why they were talking to you. And it pissed them off when you didn't respond with a, let's fuck." She shook her head. "I am so sorry you had to deal with that. And I'm honestly surprised your wolf didn't tear them apart."<br><br>She nuzzled her head against his chest, loving the feel of the hard muscle there. "So, on to not retarded things shall we. Which in all honesty isn't much these days. The music kind of sucks now, the way kids act makes you want to punch them and then punch there parents for letting them act that way. So, in all honesty, it's probably a good thing you chose to live out here. You stayed away from all the stupidity that is now in this world."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 03:35:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh it wanted to and I was almost inclined to let it. But by the time they sped off I was so confused I didn't know if I had done something wrong or if they were some kind of werebeast I had never encountered before" When she nuzzled his chest he slid his arm around her, holding her closer. "I noticed that. My trimmers broke and I tried to get a hair cut in town about a year back. They had some music going, some kid just listing colors again and again. He wasn't even singing it, just saying it with that annoying auto tuner all the shit has today."<br><br>"Speaking of which, why the hell are we planning to make trips into that world? Seems to me becoming cultured is going to be one hell of a headache." He ran his hand up her side, the smooth flow of her skin always drawing his attention. "Might just have to stock up on canned goods and lock ourselves in till this whole generation passes. I can think of a few ways to pass the time with you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 05:17:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She chuckled at him. "Well, I'm actually okay with that. We can hunt, I can start a garden. We will have to go into town every so often for little things. Maybe like once a month and I'll be sure to make a list so we only need to go for it once." <br><br>Since the wolf came to me, I have very little patience anymore for anyone. Except you it seems, but since now your mine, she might be a little more lenient."<br><br>But, the rest of the time, if it involves my gorgeous mate naked, I'd love to hear your ways of passing the time. Or you could show me," she said softly before leaning forward and pressing her lips to his.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 07:20:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It wasn't until she pressed her lips against his and he felt the spark of passion therein that he even knew she was making a pass at him. Not that he was complaining. He deepened the kiss, gripping her tighter and rolling slightly, pulling her along until she laid partially on his chest. When the kiss broke he was grinning like an idiot, "We'll barricade the door," he whispered, "If anyone comes along we'll shoot em. Only put on clothes when we have to. Just us, and whatever life we decide to make our own." He kissed her again, this time pushing his tongue against hers and sliding his hands down her body to tightly grip her by the hips. <br><br>He could still smell her blood, but now there was no small voice of shame because of it. He was a wolf, like it or not, and that mark was part of the package. And it was that mark that meant he would keep her forever. In a world of nightmares she was the first beautiful thing his wolf ever brought him. He let out a small, happy growl, nipping at her lower lip. "We'll do whatever we want on our own time."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 07:28:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled, both her and the wolf content. She slung her leg over his waist so she could straddle him, putting herself fully atop him. She had a question to ask but didn't know how to ask it. <br><br>With what had happened in his life, she didn't know how he would take it, if it even was something he'd want to do with her. <br><br>She sat back, her wetness sliding up his length. She put her hands on his tummy as she decided how to ask, biting her lip.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 07:35:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A small shudder passed through his body as her wet sex grazed his length. He felt himself to begin to harden slowly, his mind and body already more than ready for another bout with his gorgeous mate. But, something was holding him back. Something in her eyes, a thought loaded and heavy sitting just behind her gaze. Maybe it was the Mate's bond, or maybe he was just good at reading her by now but there was something she wasn't saying. <br><br>"Daliah," he said, running his hands up her thighs, "What is it? You got a question written all over your face."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 07:41:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out a deep sigh as she thought about the words to say. "I-," she stopped, rethinking. "Okay, I want to grow old with you, but this also means I want everything with you. But of this is too hurtful of a thing for you, I completely understand."<br><br>So, I want that little bit of me and that little bit of you, John. I-I want to have children with you," she whispered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 07:50:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He stared up at her, letting out a long breath. He could see the fear in her eyes, the hesitation. She was scared of hurting him. Funny, he was the violent one here. When her words came out he understood. Of course he had thought of pups. Thought about what it would be like to raise a family with her. How could he have not in five long years of pining and fantasizing. But always those fantasies ended in Anna's screaming face. The wolf had not just killed her, it had eaten parts of her, destroyed the baby, gutted her. His dreams from the past few nights echoed back up into his conscious mind. Her pregnant belly, her final words. He was going to kill her, some way, some how, he was going to kill her. But no, no that was now impossible. They were mates. No man was strong enough to make a wolf turn its back on that. Staring up into her eyes, he knew the answer without another thought. <br><br>He sat up, her now sitting in his lap as he wrapped his arms around her. "Good," he said, kissing her lightly. "Trust me. The idea scares the shit out of me, and I would say lets give it a year first. But I can't think of anyone else I would rather have as the mother to my children." He gave her a smile, "Although, lets hope they take after you. Not sure we could handle an alpha wolf baby."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>15-07-2014, 15:52:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her heart was beating so fast in her chest as she looked down into those green eyes. Then he was sitting up, his arms wrapping around her. She felt herself let go of a breath she didn't know she had been holding when he uttered that one word before kissing her before explain himself. She smiled at his words. <br><br>"Of course they'll take after me. I am pretty awesome," she said before nipping at his lower lip. She laid her forehead against his. "You'll be an amazing father, John." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 04:01:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				That, he had doubts about. Seeing Daliah as a mother, sure. He could see that. She was caring enough and had a way of saying the right thing. He was a socially awkward hermit with a violent streak and more kills under his belt than friends. What did he have to offer a child? Maybe in a year, like he said. He could try to become something better than what he was, something worth passing on to a kid. He ran his hands down her back, nipping back at her, "I'll try to be. You make sure they are more friendly than me. I'll make sure they don't get killed."<br><br>Especially by his own hands, he added in his head. Rogues, wolf hunters, monsters, it was a dangerous world for a werewolf pup. Not to mention the dangers of the human world in the form of drugs, car accidents, and late night television. "One thing though. If we have a daughter she's not allowed to date till she's thirty." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 04:16:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed at that. "30, huh? She is going to hate you but honestly, if I had had a father around like you, I probably wouldn't be here as a wolf, I was a fucking wild child so that'd be a good thing. Keep her straight. So, you can be the serious, don't do this parent and I'll be the stern but fun parent." <br><br>She laughed and gave him Eskimo kisses. "You'll be fun too. Our kids will love spending time with their father."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 04:53:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave her a lascivious grin and nipped her neck, sliding his hands over the smooth expanse of her back and pulling her chest flush with his. "Oh I think I guessed that part," he said. "The wild child bit anyways. I mean you've been naked for the better part of two days and not I got you naked in my lap." He kissed her. Jesus, he thought, here they were acting like teenagers when he had killed a man just the day before. When two weeks ago he had only been consumed with avoiding her. Still, he enjoyed it. The feeling of closeness, the odd sensuality resting underneath the most benign acts. He ran his hands over her bottom and nipped lightly at her neck, his rough facial hair running over her skin. <br><br>"And what am I going to teach them? How to win a fist fight? How to piss off humans? Or hell, could teach em how to push the love of your life away for half a decade." He gave her a thin smile, his words dripping with obvious sarcasm. The real terror, the real worry, that could all come later.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 05:08:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She swatted playfully at his chest. "Um, shit a father teaches their children, duh. Like how to hunt, in our case in human and wolf form. You can teach them to defend themselves especially if we have a little girl. Show her how to throw down correctly without letting the wolf come out." <br><br>She made a face as she thought some more, her lips pursed. "Can you drive? Because I have no patience so that's all you, poppa."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 06:38:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alright alright," He said, letting go of her and leaning back onto his elbows. "I'll teach em to drive and hunt and fight. Meanwhile, you teach them about talking to people, and all that social stuff like high school and Snookie's." He stared up at her, admiring the way her skin seemed to pulse and glow in the moonlight. Her pale radiance was broken only by the thin line of dried blood that ran from her collar bone and ended at the peak of her right nipple. A reminder that this was no idle banter. She would have his pups. She would be with him forever. The thought brought another surge of savage joy to his heart. <br><br>"So," he said, eyes trailing slowly back up her to meet her eyes. "How many you want? Boys, girls, all of that."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 07:19:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I don't want a litter at the same time. So, seeing as how our own wolves are like children themselves, I'd settle for two. A boy and a girl." She thought about the dream of the little girl in her arms. "But I have a feeling we're going to be having a girl for sure." <br><br>The rest of the evening, they spent just enjoying each other. Small kisses and touches, loving each other and showing how much so with their bodies. Then when the moon was high in the sky, they shifted and began heading back. <br><br>Daliah was a bit too tired to play any, but every so often, she would rub against her mate and lick his muzzle lovingly. And a lot faster on four legs than if they were on two, they made it to the cabin. They shifted and went inside, collapsing onto their bed. <br><br>The next couple of days went by full of them just getting to know each other better. Little habits and what not. And it was nice not being in heat anymore. They still had amazing sex but now it didn't feel rushed, they could just slowly make love to each other if they wanted. But sometimes their wolves did get the best of them and they came together hard and almost vicious. <br><br>Exactly a week after being officially mated, she woke up with a bad taste in her mouth. She got out of bed, quietly as not to wake him and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. She was fine at first, but halfway through, she felt herself become nauseous. She had to stop and take deep breathes to calm her stomach and after about five minutes of that, she thought she'd be okay, so, she tried to brush again. It went good for like two strokes and this time, she did yack. <br><br>Her stomach was empty, so it was more water than anything, but hell. What could she have eaten to make her so sick to her stomach?<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 07:38:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Someone once said that time flies by fastest when your at your happiest. For John, leading a life of so much loneliness and horror, this past week was a blink. He no longer fought how he felt for her. She was his mate, and he loved her absolutely. Every time she laughed, every time she crinkled her nose or whispered salacious nothings into his ear, he felt his chest swell with something he thought impossible. If he had his way, they would continue like that forever, just being together in this slice of fucked up perfection. He rolled over that morning, stretching his arm out and finding only the small dent where his mate's body should be. His eyes flickered open. It was early, the sun hadn't yet to truly rise and instead cast the sky outside his window into mottled shades of pink. Inhaling sharply he sat up, looking around the room. He was about to call for her when he heard her. <br><br>Was she throwing up? Sickness was uncommon for their kind. Concern washed through John. "Daliah?" he called, throwing back the covered and sliding out of bed. He entered the dining room and looked at her, standing in front of the sink coughing up what was left inside her stomach. He rushed to her, immediately placing his hand on her back. "Jesus are you alright?" he asked, grabbing a towel from the rack behind him and helping her clean off her mouth. The smell of her throw up was in the air, burning his nostrils. But then, there was something else. <br><br>He suddenly looked at her, his eyes growing wide as realization rocked through him. That was the missing piece. What he had been smelling for over a week. His wolf, grinning, savage thing it was, laughed at him. It had tricked him, and he had let it. In his passion he had given into what the beast wanted and every time they made love he had. Reaching up he ran his hand through his hair and let out a long breath, as if trying to cool the coming panic attack. But she needed him right now. He could freak out on his own time. "Come on," he said, "Sit at the table. Let me get you something hot to drink."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 07:47:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She stood there over the sink, breathing deeply and not even his scent made her feel better. When he put his hand on her back, her wolf practically purred. It was the happiest she had seen it in a long time and she had no idea why. <br><br>His hand ran though her hair, pulling the messy curls out from in front of her face and told her to go sit at the table. With another breath, she was able to push back from the sink and go to take a seat. <br><br>She had no idea what was happening. As she tried to remember all they had eaten the day before. Deer, some left over stew they had made. It had all been wild animal at one point so there was no reason to think it had gone bad. They stored it well, and even then, werewolves didn't get sick. <br><br>She laid her head on the cool surface of the table as her stomach rolled again. "John, we had to have gotten some bad meat somewhere, but if we did, you are going be sick as well. But lucky you for not having thrown up your guts this morning."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 07:57:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John set the kettle on the stove and with the flare of a match lit the burner, each movement robotic. In his mind the dream from a week and half ago kept playing in his mind. The wolf, closing its jaws around her pregnant belly. Anna, screaming and bleeding out as their child died inside her. Was this his fate? For history to repeat itself? Did his wolf hate him so much that he would push her into his life only to rip her away again. When she spoke he focused on her words. That was it. That was what he was here for, her, not his own personal shit. His wolf wouldn't harm her, they were mates. He had the rest of his life to hate what he was but not this moment. <br><br>He turned to her, leaning heavy on the counter for a moment. She didn't know, of course not. It was hard to smell it when your own scent changed, like noticing the temperature shift a single degree. She needed to know, and that meant he needed to tell her. He knew he should finesse the subject, but finesse was never his thing. Blunt, blunt he could do, with a soft edge. He approached her and ran his hand through her hair a few more times before grabbing a chair and dragging it over to her side. He sat facing her and ran his hand up and down her back, trying to get the words to get through the fat choke in his throat. <br><br>"It wasn't the meat," he finally said. "All of it was fresh, and you know we don't get sick. I think I've been smelling it for awhile but I didn't put it together till just now. You're not sick Daliah. You're pregnant." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 08:07:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt her body stiffen at his words. She lifted her head up and turned to look at him. He had a serious look on that handsome face. She was about to argue but then she remembered the dream. The little girl in her arms with bright green eyes and a cap of black curls atop her head. She looked down at her belly, a hand running over it. It was still relatively flat, but it wouldn't be for much longer. Actually, it wouldn't be big for long either. <br><br>She looked at him. "The women in the pack were pregnant for about three months, maybe a little longer, and if you're correct about this, we have three months to get everything ready." She bit her lip. "Are you okay with this? I know you wanted to wait at least another year before we got pregnant."<br><br>Her heart was hammering in her chest, so hard and loud, she was sure he could hear it. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 08:15:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fear, she was afraid. He could see it in her eyes and hear in the sharp stucco beat of her heart. Of course, so was he? They weren't ready, he wasn't ready. But if there was one thing John was good at it was adaptation. It kept him alive. It would keep them alive. But then, that wasn't all she was afraid of was it? Rejection. She was afraid he was going to freak out and push her away. He had to admit the thought was there, some mad little corner in his psyche which insisted he was a threat to her. That she would die just like Anna had. But it was weak. She was his, and he did this to her. It was his job to see her through and to be every bit the rock she needed. <br><br>He reached out his hand and covered her, pressing it against her belly. "Three months will have to do. I'll start building an addition tomorrow. You figure out what we're going to need and I'll stockpile it in the storage room." He reached up and cupped her face, locking his eyes with hers, "Now, get that look off your face. The love of my life is pregnant with my pups and that's something worth being happy over isn't it?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 08:38:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The moment he put his hand atop hers on her belly, she felt herself instantly relax. He told her he'd start the addition tomorrow. Then he was cupping her face and telling her to lose the look. Her lips curved into a smile.<br><br>She grabbed a hand on her face and leaned into it. "John, I've just changed your life so drastically," she shook her head and looked down. "I just don't want you to end up resenting me. I love you too much that that'd kill me." <br><br>Even though he had said this was okay but that fear was still inside her. She finally had him in her grasp, she didn't want to lose him now. He has already been through so much.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 08:46:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was true, at least part of it. Go back a few weeks he was alone, now he was mated for life with pups on the way. Most needed divine intervention to make those kind of life changes. He shook his head, "Shut up." He leaned in and gave her a light kiss on the lips, "You gave me the option to back out. When I first brought you here during your heat. You told me that if I said so you would go and leave me to my life. I kept you here. I mated you. And I helped make the pups growing in you. So, unless you've been harboring under the delusion that I'm an idiot who can't choices for himself, shut up." <br><br>He pressed his hand again to her belly. "I'm not going to lie. I'm scared. Hell I'm shaking. I can't stop worrying that somehow I am going to hurt you or those pups just like I did the night I changed. But I'm stronger than I used to be, and I would find a way to choke my damn wolf to death if it meant protecting you. I love you Daliah. Your going to be a great mother." This was what she needed. Sure, he was panicking. Sure, under all that love and devotion there was a sick feeling in his gut. But that didn't need to happen in front of her. He told her the truth. He wasn't going anywhere. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 16:00:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded as she stretched her hand, taking his fingers in between her own against her belly. "There is just so much happening at one time. I-I never saw this as a possibility. A family, a mate. You, nonetheless. For the first time in, well, since she came to me, my wolf is content. I've never been content with my life before."<br><br>When my parents died and I was given to my aunt to raise, it had been hell. I had a horrible childhood but I tried to make it as good as I was able. I had wanted love so bad, just to have someone, anyone say they loved me."<br><br>You have to promise me that our children will always know. They will always feel loved. Yeah, it might scare the hell out of us, but we can't show them that fear, just that we love and care for them. We have to give them the childhood we didn't have. We have to make this perfect for them, John."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 18:38:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Through all his struggles with his demons, through all pains, she had been there for him. When he told her his worst she kissed him and told him that she loved him. It was easy to forget then, that she had damages of her own. Some of which he caused. Now it was his turn to help pull her out from her fucked up past. He put his free hand on her cheek again, "Daliah. Perfect was never an option for us. Neither of us had a good childhood. But, I know we'll try. And I know that with a mother like you, they'll always feel loved." <br><br>And if I have anything to say about it they'll be loved, and so will you. I promise you that I'm going to spend every minute I got left in this world keeping you and those pups safe and happy. You just got to believe that we're enough for them because like it not we are all these kids are gunna get in this world. And personally," he reached up and brushed a bit of stray hair from her forehead, "I like their odds just fine."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 18:54:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled and stood, wrapping her arms around his neck and sitting in his lap. "I do too, baby, I do too." She gave him eskimo kisses then placed a soft kiss to his lips. She laid her forehead against his. <br><br>"So, I take it I can't just go to the doctor to see how I'm progressing and as there isn't a pack den mother around, so I guess we'll just wing this?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 20:12:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh ya know," he whispered, resting one hand on her thigh and wrapping the other arm around her, "I just figured that we'll take four thousand years of medical technology and kine culture and just throw that out the window." At least she was calming down. He had expected a fight, maybe for her to have a much bigger panic attack. How much of this was her own strength and how much was his work he didn't know, but he was betting on the former. <br><br>"And actually I think I know someone who can help. She's not wolf. But she knows a thing or two. Don't want her here when we get time for the birthing but it might be good to get some advice. Also we should call the Alaskan Den Mother, see if she has anything to say." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 20:35:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay. If you trust this woman, I can too. And I'll be sure to give Minerva a call. This will be interesting to say the least." She ran a hand over the facial hair on his cheek.<br><br>"This is really happening huh?" she asked. It was still just all so crazy. She couldn't believe that this was happening. <br><br>"You know, wolves only go into heat so they can breed, so maybe we should have used a little precaution."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 20:48:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I guess so," he said finger tips up and down her spine in slow, loving movements. "And I don't think either of us were thinking much when the heat was on. I could barely look at you without getting aroused, hell I barely can now." He kissed her lightly, nipping at her lip, "And after that. I don't know, I guess I knew on some level, or my wolf did and wasn't saying. Taking care of prevention just didn't occur to me." <br><br>"But I'm not sorry. Its fast but we'll make it work. Tomorrow I'll start working on building another room or two. As for today, I'm going get you breakfast and then we are going to take a small hike over to that woman I was talking about. She lives a little up the mountain with her family and if there is anyone around here who could help its her."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 00:28:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A brow lifted as he spoke of knowing to an extent but he continued to say he wasn't sorry and that made her heart swell with love. She nodded about breakfast. "Oh, yes. I am hungry." Then she made a face. "I should eat, but I really don't want to throw it up if this morning sickness keeps up."<br><br>Does the woman have equipment at her home? Like an ultrasound machine? I'm pretty sure I'm pregnant, and you said you can smell it on me, but I'd like to be able to see it for sure. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 01:27:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John shook his head, sliding her off his lap and back into her chair as he stood. "Nothing quite like that," he said, turning and heading towards the stove. "Guessing something bloody right?" he asked, opening the cabinet that the ice chest was in. He fished out a slab of venison from a kill left over from a few days earlier. Setting the meat on the table he started to slice. "See if you can keep anything down. I'll pack a bit for later, you can try to eat more when the sickness is fully gone."<br><br>The rich smell of blood was beginning to fill the kitchen. The kettle started to whistle and John abandoned the meat for a moment to tend to that. Grabbing a cup from the shelf above he steeped her a cup of tea and turned, placing it on the table in front of her. Steam escaped the cup in lacy, ghost like fingers stretching up into the dawn air of the kitchen. John couldn't remember a time in the past five years where his kitchen had smelled more alive. "The woman's name is Merida. She's the den mother of a Bear clan, and a bit of an herbalist." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 01:39:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Daliah breathed in the steam from the tea but had to look at him after he spoke. "A bear, huh? I have only heard of them, never seen or met one. There were bears in Alaska but they couldn't shift to human form and just like the grouchy one we encountered in the woods out her, we had to run from it." That made her think. "Oh, no. The one we pissed off the other day wasn't a werebear was it?" He did say Merida lived out there with her family.<br><br>The smell of blood began to fill her nose, canceling out the smell of the tea. Her stomach growled for a moment, but then nausea hit her again and this time she ran to the bathroom, her head in the toilet. She didn't have anything in her stomach, having not eaten yet and already having thrown up so she just dry heaved, the heaving causing her stomach muscles to feel as if she did a full day's workout of crunches. She put her forehead down on her arms on the seat and groaned.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 02:07:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Doubt it," he said, "If it was they would have said something. Besides, most of them don't come down this way often. They do their business over in Sidewinder but our territory lines butt up against each other. I got in a fist fight once with one of their boys, but we have a decent relationship now. Good enough not to bother each oth-" He heard her rush off to the bathroom and void what little was left in her stomach, cutting him off mid sentence. He put the knife down and followed her into the bathroom to where she was doubled over the toilet heaving. <br><br>He pressed his hand to her back, gently trying to comfort her. "We'll ask Merida if she has any herbs to help with this too. At the very least something to help you keep food down." Once she had finished he reached down and helped her up, lightly rubbing her arm, "Come on. At least try to drink something. Got to keep your fluids up."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 02:16:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She groaned as he helped her up, thankful that for the moment, her stomach was okay. She went with him back into the kitchen and sat at the table. She picked up the tea and took a big gulp of his, letting out a sigh of relief as the hot fluid went down her throat and rested in her belly. She leaned on her elbows atop the table as John went back to the meat. She made sure to keep her breathing steady and her nose as close to the tea without snorting it to keep the smell of the blood away. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 04:05:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It took John twenty minutes to properly cut, clean, and sear the meet. Normally he would settle for the lightest of chars, but with her stomach the way it was he decided a slightly more cooked meat was likely in order. Some females, he knew, had trouble with the blood during pregnancy. He cooked three thick steaks, one for him, one for her, and a third which he sliced up and stored in a plastic storage bag for later. He kept his movements robotic, keeping his mind void of anything but the task in front of him. If he let himself think too much he would obsess, or worse, panic. He needed her to believe absolutely that he had his shit together and was ready for this. He needed to pretend, and force himself to be the rock for her when running away had been standard procedure for so long. Fake it till it becomes true, he told himself. He did it before, when he was just out of his fathers house and trying to convince the world he was happy. <br><br>Besides, he thought, turning to her. It wasn't entirely bad. He had his mate this time around. It didn't have to be like last time. He slid one of the steaks in front of her on a plate, "Just try to eat. You can't keep it down I got some extra for later once the sickness passes." He sat down next to her, perching his head on his tented knuckles and watching her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 06:35:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She sat with her face over the tea cup, breathing in nothing but the scent of the tea as her mate cooked the steak. She looked up at him as he pushed the freshly cooked steak in front of her. Her face scrunched and she took one last breath in of the tea before pushing it to the side and pulling the steak in front of her.<br><br>She picked up her knife and fork and breathing through her mouth, cut a bite sizeable piece of steak. She put it in her mouth and chewed and swallowed, then sat there for a moment to give her stomach a chance to react. <br><br>After a couple of moments, and her belly didn't turn, she cut up some more and ate. Slowly and only half, her belly feeling full after only a couple of bites. She put her knife and fork down and pushed the rest of the steak away. <br><br>"I think I'm done," she said lightly, feeling queezy but it wasn't as bad as before. "I think I'm going to go lay down for a bit. Just wake me when it's time to go see Merida." She got up and walked to the bed, crawling under the covers and curling up on her side. Being pregnant was swell and all but this morning sickness was no fun.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 16:10:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her eat, not touching his own food as each forkful entered her mouth with gravity of Sisyphus's boulder. It didn't surprise him that she stopped with only the smallest fraction of her steak eaten. "Alright," he said when she stood and went, crawling off to try to quiet the uneasy sea inside her. He stared down at his own food, then out the front window at the post-dawn world. Seldom before in his life did he ever feel quite this impotent. His mate, the woman he had promised to love and protect with every waking second from here to eternity, was laying in the room beyond fighting to keep a few scraps down while he stared down a meaty steak all his own. He wished he had listened to the Den Mother in Alaska a little more when she was counseling the females there. Maybe he could have overheard something which would help in this situation. <br><br>Glancing down, he realized his steak had gone cold. He ate it mechanically and with the same military instilled robot efficiency. When you left the service you eventually forgot alot of things. The constant movement, the need to polish your shoes when you wake up, hell the need to wake up at the start of a pistol. But the eating, that never left you. You would always eat like a starving dog clinging to his last taste of freedom. With that finished he sliced up what was left of Daliah's food and threw it into the storage container with the already diced bits of the third steak, and then threw it all with a few containers of water into a cooler which he set by the door. <br><br>It was a long hike to Merida's. Not quite as long as their excursion the night they were mated, only four or so odd hours. But those four hours were difficult ones, especially when on two legs. It would be much easier to go on four but as it stood he wasn't sure her stomach could handle it and he didn't want her losing any more fluids or nutrients than she already had. When the preparations were done he entered the room where she lay, leaning heavy on the door frame. "We can also run by town," he said, "Some point soon. Get some over the counter stuff. Will need to adjust the doses for werewolf metabolism but they should help." He walked forward and sat down on the edge of the bed, putting a kind hand on her calf. "All ready to go when your up for it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 23:04:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She managed to fall asleep slightly but when his scent filled her nose as he entered the room, her body became instantly aware and she woke up fully. <br><br>She felt him put his hand on her calf over the blanket. She turned onto her back and looked at him. "Okay, I think I'm alright now. The sooner we can get those herbs the better." <br><br>She sat up and pushed the blanket off herself and turned, getting off the bed. She went to the dresser and grabbed a pair of cutoff Jean shorts, not bothering with panties, and put in her bra and a tank top. After sliding on her shoes, she turned to him.<br><br>"Okay, let's do this."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>18-07-2014, 22:44:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He had seen her crying, screaming, and terrified but nothing was like the wariness in her voice. It had been a long morning, for her especially, with the shock of the new pregnancy and the sickness to consider. He wondered, briefly, if he could somehow carry her up to Bear territory but it was a sentiment that was likely both foolish and troublesome. It would be dangerous to be that top heavy during the rocky parts of the trail, and he sincerely doubted she would let him do it anyways. Instead he stood, stretched his legs, and led her back out into the dining room without a word. <br><br>Once there he grabbed the cooler. "The first few miles can be done on two feet. After that we have to shift. I'll carry this in my jaws, you just make sure your stepping carefully once we get up to the crags and pits along the northern slope. Whole area had a landslide about twenty years back and opened up some pretty sharp cracks along the mountain's side." He held out his hand to her, a thin smile on his face, "If your not up to it I'll toss you across." <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>19-07-2014, 01:04:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She took his hand and gave him a small loving smile. This man was the perfect mate. "I don't feel as horrible as I did earlier, but we will see when we get there if you need to toss me," she chuckled lightly. <br><br>Together, they left the cabin, holding hands as they walked through the trees. She kept him talking about random things, to keep her mind off of her stomach, which thankfully still wasn't acting up. <br><br>They were starting to come up on the mountain side, the trees thinning out. She looked over at him. "Shift here?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>20-07-2014, 23:08:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The entire walk there he tried to push off the pregnancy and children talk. Not that he wasn't interested in their shared adventures in unplanned parenthood. In truth it was all he could do to not think about it, for better or ill. He spent much of his adult life wondering what he would become a monster hiding alone in the woods, or wondering if he would be better off dead. Now, he wondered what kind of father he could be, what he would say when his child was sick, or his mate was crying because she had her first gray hair, or whatever it was she would cry about. His life had suddenly become much more complicated. <br><br>But at least, he thought, holding her hand as he led her up the mountain, at least he wasn't alone anymore. When they stopped at the thinning tree line he nodded. "We go up and over the lip. Then down about five hundred yards in the tree line on the other side, the cabin's there. Once we get close stop and shift back. We need to call ahead a bit and I don't want to risk one of her son's getting aggressive."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>21-07-2014, 00:34:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded and began taking off her clothes to ready herself for the shift. Once finished, she ran a hand over her belly before letting the change come upon her. Bones snapped and popped, moved and slid under her skin to accommodate a new body as she went down to her hands which quickly turned into paws. Her back bowed as her spine lengthened behind her and curled behind her into a tail. Her face elongated into a muzzle full of sharp teeth as her ears flattened and widened and moved to the top of her head. <br><br>When finished, she yipped and padded her feet on the ground before picking up her clothes in her teeth. She looked at John, waiting for his instruction. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>21-07-2014, 23:48:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John followed suit and let his wolf run free. He was once told by Holt that many wolves needed to be told how to shift. They needed to learn how to stir the wolf from slumber, how to bring out the beast. For John it was never so complicated. For John he needed training on how to become a human again. To change all he had to do was let go of the leash he had created through years of equal parts self control and self hatred. He slid into the wolves skin with ease, the pain of his bones popping and rearranging now just a dull ache in the back of the mind. He kicked his clothes into a small pile at the base of a tree and then picked the cooler up by its handle, dangling the red plastic container below his muzzle. He looked to her wolf, meeting her eyes and letting out a muffled grunt, and then took off. <br><br>He led her up the mountain, moving slowly for wolves, which was still a hell of alot faster than if they had attempted the climb on two legs. There were two crags, one of them only a foot across and the other a three foot jump. This was the scary one. It ran along the eastern face of the mountain, a massive crack which stretched down into darkness, its sides lined with jagged rocks. He looked at her again, let out a small bark, and then took a running start before jumping the crag, landing on four splayed legs on the other side. He looked back to her, the cooler swaying in his mouth. If she couldn't make the jump they would have to find another way, which would mean days of hiking rather than another hour. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>22-07-2014, 00:11:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She took her clothes and dropped them beside John's at the base of the tree. When he took off, she followed. They went up the mountain rather slowly, but it wasn't bad. Her wolf was very conscious of the life growing inside her. <br><br>As they got to what seemed to be crag in the mountain they needed to jump over, she watched him run and jump over it, the cooler still in his jaws. She looked at him, padded her paws on the earth beneath her and took off at a run. As she reached the edge, she jumped the distance across. Luckily it was still early in the pregnancy, so she wasn't carrying the extra weight yet. But she was smaller than John, so, her hind paws hit the very edge of the lip. She yelped as she scrambled forward, her claws scratching against the rock and finally dropping to her belly as she made it safely all the way onto the ground. <br><br>She laid there panting as she looked at her mate.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>22-07-2014, 16:51:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				For one moment, during which John's eyes widened and a panicked yelp escaped his mouth, he thought he was about to lose her. In his minds eye he imagined weeks of searching the crag for her body, burying her with two headstones, breaking apart and giving up the last inch of man he had to the beast. When she skidded to her belly he ran to her side, dropping the cooler and sending its contents scattering onto the ground, still packed into two plastic bags. He could see the moment of fear and adrenaline still pulsing through her eyes. He bent down and nuzzled her, giving her a small lick on the nose which was the closest he could get to comforting her in this form. <br><br>Once she was ready, he flicked his nose up the last hundred feet of the climb where the mountain suddenly ended in a thin crust of snow and sky. Just beyond, he knew, was Bear territory. Merida he wasn't concerned over. It was the sons. Two of them, both big Grizzlies in their own right and itching to make a name for themselves. The older one, Henry, had already tried to throw down with John to establish himself as the alpha werebeast in the area. John had been lucky the kid was as inexperienced as he had been, and after beating him Henry had sworn that he would come back. The advantage wolves had over bears was numbers. A pack of twelve wolves stood a good chance against a family of four bears. One wolf to one bear, those were odds he didn't like. He just had to hope Henry was in a good mood and didn't want to make an ordeal out of this. Helping his mate up, he nuzzled her one more time, and then led her up and over the lip of the mountain. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>22-07-2014, 17:08:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out a deep breath as he nuzzled her, having dropped the cooler. She stood on slightly shaky legs, her heart still beating rapidly in her chest, but went to scoop up the contents and put them back in the cooler. Then they were off. <br><br>As they neared what she assumed was the bear's territory, she could make out the faint smell of bear, which she knew would get stronger as they crossed over into the territory. She trotted alongside her mate, looking around for any signs of danger. Her wolf was on guard. She didn't know the territory and with her now withchild, she was very aware of her surroundings. The smells, the sights. <br><br>She knew her mate could protect her from anything if need be, but she couldn't let him do it all by himself. It was her body the pup was growing in and she would keep it safe at all costs. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>22-07-2014, 17:33:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At the edge of the mountain he stopped, swaying on that three feet of stone between drops. No turning back now. She needed what Merida could offer, and it was his job to get her there. He took the first step, the snow crunching loudly under his paw, and then they were off. It didn't take nearly as long to descend the mountain as it had to climb it, each step aided by gravity and the mounting adrenaline. What had started as the merest whisper of bear on the wind was now a scream all around them. Every tree, every rock smelled like bear. At the edge of the tree line several trunks had been marked with claws, signifying claimed territory. With one more glance to her he pushed himself in front of her and led her into the shadows of the trees, his tail down and his ears perked up and alert. <br><br>They hadn't gone more than a hundred yards when they heard it. Like thunder, a crashing sound echoed around the forest accompanied by the sounds of bears roaring and grunting against each other. They came into sight a moment later. Two of them, Grizzlies, each eight hundred pounds of pissed off fur and claws as long as your hand. Thew were in a small clearing, locked in what appeared at first to be a titanic struggle to the death. They rolled over each other, biting and clawing. But, John realized, there was no blood. This was play. Still, not something he was thrilled to interrupt. He took a step forward into the light of the clearing and let out a small bark. <br><br>The Bears stopped, both of them turning slowly to stare at John. One of them had a lighter, honey colored fur, and John guessed that was the younger brother. The other he would recognize anywhere as it bore a scar across its nose. A scar John had given him. This older Bear tore off from its brother, charging until it was a mere five feet away from John. It stood on its hind legs, and let out a bellowing roar. Under other circumstances he would have run, wolves were faster than bears. Or he would have fought. But now, he had other things in mind, and so leashing his wolf he pushed himself to shift. It was slow going, his wolf not wanting to give up control at such a crucial moment, but eventually he stood as a man. <br><br>"Henry," he said, "I need to talk to Merida. We need her help." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>22-07-2014, 18:02:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She followed after him, having to watch her footing as they descended and she knew the exact moment they crossed into bear territory, the smell scent strong and very much there. She could make out four to be exact, one female, Merida if she had to guess, and three male. And she could see several of the trees had been clawed to show other animals that this was claimed territory. <br><br>Her head tilted as the loud sound of crashing along with grunts and roars could be heard. They came upon a small clearing, but she stayed back within the tree line just in case. John stepped forward and barked to get the bears attention. <br><br>She looked over the massive bulks, taking in everything, from the way the lighter one seemed to favor his right arm to the obvious aggression the darker furred bear obviously held towards her mate. She couldn't help but growl low in her throat, but she stayed where she was for the time being. <br>John was quickly shifting back, standing before the bear in his human form. She heard him speak but the bear just growled and flexed his clawed paws. <br><br>Daliah just rolled her eyes and stepped forward out of the line of trees. She padded to John's side and sat beside him, her head sliding beneath his hand. The bear looked from John to her with a curious expression on his face before shifting himself. After a moment, in the bears place stood a very wide and well muscles man, dark brown hair atop his head and sprinkled over his chest that lead in a line down his belly and beneath his navel and lower, but Daliah wasn't impressed. <br><br>"You're mated?" the bear said, inhaling deep. "And she's pregnant." He looked back at his brother. "Go tell mom we're having company." The lighter bear took off at a run to do as his brother had said. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>22-07-2014, 18:28:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				That was a pleasant surprise. John had figured Henry wouldn't have given up on his posturing so easily. But Henry's bark had always been worse than his bite and it seemed pregnancy was the great pacifier. He watched the younger brother, James if he remembered correctly, run off into the woods, toppling several saplings in his path. Last he had seen the boy his bear form hadn't been much bigger than a large wolf, but not he was a tank, solidly built like his older brother. John turned his attentions back to Henry. "Thank you," he said, "And your right. She is. Sickness started this morning and we don't have a Wolf den within two hundred miles of here. Figured your mother might be able to help." <br><br>Henry chewed on John's words, his eyes seeming to flare with unfinished hatred. But he looked at Daliah, and his gaze softened a bit. "Yeah," he said, "She will. If I remember right your pregnancies aren't too different from ours and she's the best Hedge Witch this side of the rockies. But," he said, taking a few large steps until his face was inches from John's, "don't you go thinking this means we're buddies now. I'll be coming back over that hill one of these days to repay you for my face." In his human form the scars were more pronounced, one long one across his nose and a few other smaller teeth marks dotting his cheeks and forehead. Like wolves, Bear shifters shouldn't have developed scars but he had done something with one of Merida's concoctions to make them stick. Be it out of shame or vanity, John had yet to decide. <br><br>"Fine by me," John said, his wolf refusing to allow him to bow to the Bear, "Just don't go keeping the next set of scars I give you. Wouldn't want you to get any uglier."<br><br>Henry, an unhappy smirk on his face, turned to lead them to the cabin. "You won't get so lucky next time dog," he started to lumber off. John glanced down at Daliah, gave her a small shrug, then set off after the bear. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>22-07-2014, 18:50:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Daliah came to her feet, her teeth bared as she growled at the bear now in her mate's face, but he didn't seem to care and just trudged off, all big and burly. When john looked down at her and shrugged, she huffed and shook her head, before following along behind him. <br><br>When they neared a large cabin of sorts, larger than their's, she stopped and let herself shift back, calling back the wolf. She walked on her now human feet to her mate's side and slid her hand in his as they made it to the wraparound porch of the wood house. <br><br>Henry glanced back and his eyes widened slightly as he saw her in human form, tracing over her. Her wolf did not like that one bit. She growled low in her throat and leaned closer into John's side. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>22-07-2014, 19:02:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh what he would give to snatch those eyes out of Henry's skull. Not that he could really blame him. He was a young, unmated male and Daliah was a stunningly beautiful woman in her own right. Still, nudity aside the Bear's gaze sent a small fire burning in John's gut. But, fist fighting Merida's son on her front lawn was no way to get what they needed. He gripped Daliah's hand and kept her close as they neared the cabin. It was a large, oaken log affair with a rough branch railed porch on the front and a red brick smoke stack rising out of the center. The Bear clan had been in the area longer than most wolves, hell longer than most people. At least as far back as the native Americans, who would whisper of Bear skinned men living high in the mountains. Parked along the side were a couple of ATV's, a modern convenience, one John doubted Merida had approved of. <br><br>As they neared the cabin James, the younger brother, stepped out onto the porch. He had dressed himself in a loose fitting pair of jeans. Like his brother he was well muscled, with a softer baby like face right below a shock of dirty blonde hair. He waved at the three of them. "Hey hey," he said, jumping over the railing and down onto the ground near them before jutting out his hand. "Names James," he said, a massive grin stretching his face. John shook his hand, "John," he said. They had met before, but it had been brief and there hadn't been any real introductions. James turned to Daliah, "And you must be his mate." He held out his hand, "Names James," he repeated. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>22-07-2014, 19:31:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Daliah smiled and shook his hand. She liked this one, he wasn't as grumpy as his older brother. "Nice to meet you James. I'm Daliah." <br><br>"Hello, Daliah. And since he's a rude ass, that grouch of a bear is Henry," he said as Henry went inside the house. "Come on, mom is excited to see that you're mated now, John." He looked back at Daliah. "This one has been a bit of a grouchy loner out in the woods by himself." <br><br>Daliah couldn't help but laugh at that. Oh yeah, she liked this bear. <br><br>They followed him inside the cabin, making a right inside the door and walking into a big kitchen where a thicker older woman stood before the stove stirring something. She turned around, her hair the same dirty blonde as James and it curled around her face. Her hazel eyes were bright. <br><br>"John!" she said coming forward and giving them a big smile. "She's gorgeous, wolf." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>23-07-2014, 01:09:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James and Henry had followed them inside, each taking up positions on opposite sides of the kitchen. John accepted Merida's hug, feeling an odd stab of self consciousness about being naked. Living in the pack it had become more common to be nude than clothed, but some inch of him always had issues with it. Especially when around non-wolves. Still, not much he could do about it. "She is, and she's pregnant," he said, reaching back and taking her hand with a small, reassuring squeeze. <br><br>The Bear Mother beamed, fanning herself, "My my you work fast. Guessing your here for the sickness right?" <br><br>John nodded, "Started this morning. We were hoping you could help." He glanced around the kitchen, looking for evidence of the families fourth. The father of this family was a proud old bull. A good thirty years his mate's senior he had seemed ancient when John had met him five years prior. "Where's Hal?" he asked. <br><br>A shadow crossed Merida's face which traveled like a contagious plague to her two sons. "Sick," she said, "Mud fevers been on him for the better part of six months." John cringed. The fever was something their kind dealt with, and if he understood it properly came from the caves in which Bears liked to dwell. It was rare, and difficult to get infected, but once you were there was little left to you but a slow climb into the grave. It seemed the world had a way of balancing itself. Werewolves had Silver, Werebears had the Mud Fever. <br><br>"I'm so sorry," he said, shaking his head, "If there is anything I can do please-"<br><br>"No," Merida said, raising her hands, "Nothing to be done. Besides you got plenty to worry about. Now," she said, pushing John out of the way and setting her intense gaze on Daliah, "Let me have a look at you. Whats your name sweetie?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>23-07-2014, 03:15:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Daliah felt a pain in her heart as the woman talked of her sick mate. But the woman pushed the sadness away and got chipper again. She could see where James got his good personality from. <br><br>Daliah stood before the bear after the female had pushed John aside. She bowed her head at the woman. "My name is Daliah," she said. <br><br>"May I touch your belly?" Merida asked. <br><br>"Sure," Daliah said in response. <br><br>Merida came forward and put her hand over her belly, inhaling deeply and closing her eyes. "You said morning sickness began this morning?" <br><br>"Yes."<br><br>She looked up at her. "I'd say your about a little more than a week our time. A month human time. James grab the satchel from the cabinet in the den."<br><br>The young bear went off to do as his mother said. "You weren't born a wolf, were you?" Merida asked.<br><br>"No, I wasn't. I was bitten in the woods just down the mountains and John saved me."<br><br>Merida looked over at John. "If that's not fate, wolf, then I don't know what is," she said as James came back to the kitchen with the satchel. <br><br>Merida opened it and took out a small jar with leaves of some sort. It had a small purple flower with deep green leaves. <br><br>"This is bee balm. It will sooth your stomach. Gives off a minty yet citrusy flavor. Drink a cup in the morning and one right before bed." She turned to John. "As much as I'd like to get to know your female, you should take her home so she can have some tea. Just bring her back in a month so I can take a look at her." <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>23-07-2014, 03:34:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John watched Merida take her assessment of Daliah, keeping one eye on Henry who sulked in the corner. He doubted the Bear would try anything given the present circumstances but the presence of his mate and unborn child had him a little more than paranoid. Henry, to his credit, did nothing more than glare right back at John and occasionally wrinkle his nose in relative disgust. For a bear to have lost in single combat with a wolf was no small shame it seemed. When Merida turned up with the herbs John turned his full attention back to Daliah. He listened to the instructions and took the jar from her with a reverent nod. "Thank you," he said. <br><br>Merida, waving him off with a laugh, "Its nothing you old oak post. Just take good care of her. Now, get out, out, out. This is a sick house and I won't risk the fever coming on either of you." She ushered them out the door, and with another reminder to come back in a month, bid her farewell and closed the door leaving them both now out on the porch. He glanced at Daliah. He knew he was scowling. For all of Merida's niceties Henry's gaze had pissed him off, and he suspected his wolf wasn't terribly thrilled about having to rely on Bears for anything. The fact that John had come asking for anything at all had likely impressed the gravity of the situation upon Merida. <br><br>"Come on," he said, trying to soften his features as he took her hand. "The way back is shorter. And this time, how about you let me toss you over the crag?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>23-07-2014, 04:10:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Merida pushed them out of the house, and said her good byes and that she'd see them in a month. On the porch she could tell her mate was agitated and knew it had to do with the older brother.<br><br>But his features softened as he looked at her. She smiled at him. "If you think it'd be best. We walking down or shifting and being wolves until we get there?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>25-07-2014, 00:51:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wolves till after the crags, then we shift." He ran his eyes over her, a thin smile cracking his face, "Clothing will be optional." <br><br>After they had both shifted he led her back up and over the edge of the peak, back out of Bear territory and into the desolate rocky landscape that dominated the areas too high for trees to grow. The sun raced them to the horizon, shrinking the day into a muted color swirl which bathed the dying sky. How many days had it been since her arrival in his life? A week, two? Each day seemed to be moving faster and faster. Before he knew it he would be an old man wishing his kids would visit more often. <br><br>Coming down the mountain the jump over the crags was easier by far, the far lip lower by a foot than the adjacent side. When they reached it he stopped, and forced his change, his body sliding with several pops and tears back into a human form. He looked over to her. "If you think you can make it, jump. Otherwise I'll throw." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>25-07-2014, 18:41:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her stomach was beginning to feel a little upset, so she shifted back to her human form and walked to him, putting her arms around his neck and pressing against him. "You can throw me this time if it means I get to feel you against me, even if just for a moment."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>28-07-2014, 18:36:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was hard to not feel a spike of arousal every time she shifted into human form. Sure, his wolf wanted hers, but John could hardly look at Daliah without wanting to consume her, heat or no heat. Bit circumstances had changed, and he could see the queasy feeling in her eyes. Even when she wrapped her arms around him he could feel the tension there, under her skin. Despite his joking he could no more throw her than he could hit her. He reached down and slid his arm under her knees, lifting her up into his arms where he held her for a moment close to his chest. "Just hold on tight," he said. <br><br>He took two steps back, tensing his calves and preparing to run. With her there, her life at stake, there was no chance of him messing this up. He took a few running steps and jumped, carrying them both over the crag to where they landed with a small crash on the other side. The force dropped him into a kneeling position where he sat for a moment, his back foot resting on the lip of the drop. He let out a long breath, looking down at her. He cracked a thin smile, "I'm not sure I'll be letting you down anytime soon."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>29-07-2014, 20:43:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Daliah did exactly that, her arms wrapped around his neck and her face buried in his shoulder as he ran and jumped to the other side. He went down to his knees when he landed, but he kept a good hold of her. <br><br>She looked back at him and cupped his cheek at his words. "You're not hurt are you? I can't exactly be light."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>30-07-2014, 06:01:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John shook his head, relief rushing through him as he stood back up slowly. He could feel something wet rubbing down his right shin, and while he couldn't see it he guessed a sharp rock had taken him in the knee. "I'll be fine," he said, holding her closer to his body, "And I'm not sure what your talking about, seem pretty light to me." As if to prove a point he lifted her higher and slung her over his shoulder like a rag doll. "Now," he said, "How about we..." he paused. There was something more than blood in the air. Faint, distant, the merest whisper on the wind. <br><br>"Smoke," John said, putting her down. Once he said it the smell became stronger, carried on unseen thermals and coming right from the direction of John's woods. His first thought was forest fire, but it was the wrong season for that. Then what? Lost campers? If only their lives were so innocuous. "I think its time to shift. Sprint till we get to clothes, then run. Somethings on fire down there." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>30-07-2014, 16:46:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The smell of blood hit her nose but before she could say anything, he was flinging her over his shoulder. She couldn't help but giggle, then his voice turned serious and he was putting her down. She inhaled and there it was, taking the place of blood. She looked at him with wide eyes but nodded. <br><br>Taking a step back, she let the change take her over, her body contorting and once on four paws, she waited for her mate to lead the way. She growled though at the fact that the smoke seemed to be coming from their part of the woods, the part they would be having their pup in. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>31-07-2014, 05:06:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The change was quick this time, the wolf hiding just under the skin much like John's budding rage. He took off, leading the way for Daliah at a clip which was likely half a pace faster than he would have liked considering her condition. But at the moment the territory could be in danger, the territory he intended to give to the children who now grew in his mates belly. He didn't pause when they reached the other, smaller crag, hell at this pace it swept by without issue as gravity and adrenaline carried them the rest of the way down the mountain. So caught up in the run and the growing smell of smoke John almost missed the transition point, blowing a few paces past the tree they had tucked their clothes in. He turned back and forced the shift back on, sliding up into human form. <br><br>The smell, while faded in human form, was still thick between the trees. Judging by the wind speed he would guess the fire was only two miles or so away, which put it within scratching distance of the cabin. He wracked his brain, wondering if he had done anything which could have created a situation where the cabin would have caught. But, he was more careful than that, especially this morning. This was someone elses doing, and he just had to hope that he could still provide a home for Daliah and their children. He slid his clothes on, "Come on. We run in human form from here. This far down the mountain there could be others around and we don't need to be attracting anymore attention."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>31-07-2014, 16:20:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She skid on her paws as he backtracked, having missed the tree where they had hid their clothes. Her wolf was to enraged that their territory was in danger to realize. She quickly shifted to wolf form, grabbing her clothes and quickly slipping them on. She nodded at his idea. <br><br>"Probably for the best. But what do you think this could be?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>02-08-2014, 02:02:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The moment she had finished getting dressed he took off at a heavy run, relying more on raw instinct and werewolf agility to not crash and burn in the thick bush. He made she to keep a pace she could follow. "Maybe someone set the cabin up, or maybe some campers had a fire get out of control. Either way we need to get there quick. If the fire hasn't reached my propane tank yet it could light the whole damn forest up." Of course, he thought as they ran, there was a chance that the woods were already burning. For all he knew he was leading her into an inferno, or worse. <br><br>Still, something was bothering him, it started half a mile out and got worse with each step. It wasn't until they were almost there that he managed to verbalize it, "Is that... flesh burning?" The smoke had a putrid tang to it, like rot turning to ash. The smoke was now visible, lingering like ghosts between the trees, reaching out for them, welcoming them home. When the bonfire came into view John could do little else but slow and stop, his face going white as he immediatly turned to block his Mate's view. "Daliah go to town," he said, although there was no power in his voice now. Behind him on the front lawn of the cabin, staked up on a thick log which jutted from the middle of a bonfire, was the corpse of the rogue he had killed. Rotted for a week in the ground and burning, its flesh slothing off in ashen chunks. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>04-08-2014, 16:53:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Daliah's face scrunched at the smell as they got closer to the cabin. Her hands went instinctively to her belly, as if to guard the pups. She could definitely smell something burning, but there was a sickly almost rotting smell to it. But before she could even see any more than the oranges of flames licking tot he sky, John was stopping, his large body filling her vision. <br><br>She didn't argue, she knew it was bad by not just the smell, but the protective way he was blocking it from her view. "Alright, love. But I have to go get my keys and they are inside, unless you want me to shift and run with my clothes in my teeth or go on foot in human form." She didn't care either way, but if she did take her car, she'd be able to get there in no time, hopefully loosing the ones responsible for this if they were still in their woods. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>05-08-2014, 03:54:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The smell was nearly overpowering, driving an edge of nausea through John. He shook his head, "No. Just... just turn around and wait here. I'll run and get your keys. Then, go to your apartment and wait there. I'll deal with this." Once she was turned he took off for the house, drawing his shirt up over his nose and jogging past the pyre and the burning rogue. There were scratch marks on the door, but the lock was still engaged which meant they hadn't managed to get in. That was good. At least one sanctuary remained unmolested. He undid the deadbolt and slid inside, coughing through the haze of smoke which immediately began to pour in through the open doorway. <br><br>When he returned to Daliah he had a rifle slung over each shoulder and her car keys in his hand. He handed them to her, and then a rifle. "Take my truck. The rifle is loaded, just point and pull the trigger if anyone tries to hurt you." He looked at her, some distant thought swimming behind his gaze, "Go fast. I love you." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>05-08-2014, 06:37:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him with wide eyes but took the keys and the rifle from him. "I love you, too," she said and stepped forward, rising on her tiptoes slightly to place a kiss on his lips. She took a step back. "You be safe, John. This pup needs his father."<br><br>She went and got into his truck and started the engine. Behind the steering wheel, she looked back at her mate and saw what she had thought she had smelled on the pyre behind him. She had smelled the burning flesh, the burning rot, but hadn't wanted to believe it. She gave him a small smile before facing forward and putting the truck in park and heading towards town. <br><br>The whole drive to her apartment, her heart was in her throat. Who would do such a thing? She hadn't been able to make out a scent over the smell of burning flesh and now her mate was alone out there. She wanted to stop and turn around to go to him so many times, but she had had to stop herself. She didn't only have herself to worry about now and if she went back and whoever had started the fire was there, she'd only distract John, which could lead to him getting hurt or worse, killed. <br><br>But she knew that if anything happened to her mate, there would be hell to pay. She was the happiest she had ever been since being bitten and if that was taken from her, it would be raining blood.<br><br>Thirty minutes later, she was turning into her apartment complex. She was glad she hadn't terminated the lease yet as she parked in her parking spot. She got out of the truck and quickly made it to the apartment. As she unlocked the door, she stopped as the hairs on the back of her neck prickled as if she were being watched. She growled low in her throat and turned to look behind her, but there was no one save the neighbor three doors down exiting their apartment and locking the door. She inhaled but caught nothing out of the ordinary.<br><br>She heard the click of the lock and turned the knob and pushed the door open. When she went inside, she stopped in her tracks as a wolfen scent filled her nose. It was faint so they weren't there anymore, but they had been recently. From the strength of the scent, she'd say yesterday at the latest. She let out another growl as she closed the door and locked it behind her. <br><br>She went to her bedroom and closed that door before sitting in the center of the bed, facing the door, her hands on her belly protectively.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>05-08-2014, 21:00:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moments ticked by, turning to minutes, turning to almost an hour. Somewhere, distantly, John was trying to put the rogue out and find traces of who had propped the corpse up in his front yard. But here, in her apartment, silence was the only guest. Then, a smell wafted in from under the front door. It was pungent, a deep animal smell which carried with it traces of chewing tobacco&nbsp; and gun powder. A wolf, a strong one, an Alpha by bearing alone. He knocked, not the brutish slamming of the rogue who had attacked her a week before, but a gentle rapping which seemed to echo through the apartment at a stucco beat. <br><br>"Excuse me," a voice slipped through the door, hardly an audible whisper to human ears. Male, and carrying a thick accent somewhere between Cajun and Georgian, his vowels sloshed into high notes and his constants almost growls. "Miss Daliah, I believe? Now, I know your in there. And I'm not gunna be the sort to presume you'll open this door, but I think you can smell by now that if me or my boys wanted in there, we would be. Hell, maybe already have been, and we will be again. But today, I just wanted to introduce myself properly as my daddy taught me. My name is Cooper, and I am very pleased to tell you that you have been selected for a very special purpose. You see, I'm a proper alpha. Got my own pack and everything, in fact I think you have met two of my boys, in truth one of them even took a shine to you, at least until that cinder headed bastard of yours shot my boys damn jaw off. But see, where by boys want blood, I see opportunity. We heard about you, smelled you. You got a fighter in you. And so, I am here to tell you wonderful news." There was a moments paused, almost as if he was leaning in close, pressing his invisible lips to the door, "Your gunna be my whore. This whole territory is gunna be mine. Now doesn't that sound wonderful?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>05-08-2014, 23:12:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She caught the scent before his voice slipped into the apartment and to her ears. She watched the door, her claws elongating as the wolf wanted nothing more than to be free, to attack this trespasser on her mate's territory. <br><br>Her growl was a low rumble in her chest and throat and she knew he could heat it. "Look," she said in a low growl of a voice, but she knew he could hear, "you're not going to take this land from my mate. It is rightfully his and you won't be touching me. He'll kill you if I don't get to you first because you're right, I am a fighter and my wolf doesn't take kindly to strange wolves. Now, get the fuck out of our territory." With a click, she loaded the rifle, holding it up to face the door. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>07-08-2014, 19:58:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There was an audible inhale, but not one of panic or fear. No, the smell that came through that door now was exhilaration. "My my," he whispered, gently rattling the locked door handle, "Keep up with the dirty talk and I may come on through there right now. What you going to do with that pop gun girl? You know I can smell it on you in there, the thing growing in you. First I'm gunna kill your mate, then I'm gunna take his land, then I'm gunna lay you down and show you how a real wolf fucks and the time I bite that little abomination from your belly you'll be begging for it." He slammed his hand down on the door, causing it to shake and rattle in its frame. "The wolf gets what the wolf takes. Simple as that. I'll be seeing you." Then footsteps echoed in the hall, the smell growing fainter as the Alpha retreated.<br><br>Somewhere outside, distant, wolves howled in a bloody chorus. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>07-08-2014, 21:39:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She growled at him saying he'd kill her mate and even her unborn pup. Snarled then when he banged on her door. Well, he could try to take, but it wouldn't be given easily if at all. His wolf could try but John's was strong.&nbsp; <br><br>As the sound of footsteps receded, she kept the gun pointed at the door and reached to her back pocket and pulled out her cellphone. She dialed the number to John's burner and held it up to her ear, waiting for him to answer. <br><br>She inhaled again to be sure the rogue wasn't around. When the click on the line told her he had answered, she said simply, "We have a problem, John."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>07-08-2014, 22:23:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The fire, as it turned out, was the east part. After he checked the house he ran a hose to the well pump and with some work managed to quell the flame, a feat which would have been impossible had the flesh not still been as moist and slow to burn. The difficult part was dealing with the traps. All around the pyre they had buried bear traps in leaves, a fact he learned when one caught him around the calf and almost broke his leg. Another thirty minutes jabbing the ground with a shovel found the other four, leaving John with the unpleasant task of cutting down the charred remains of the rogue and reburying him in the riverbed. Thankfully the rogues hadn't found the other bodies buried there, and had the decency to leave the grave making John's job all the easier. After the rogue was buried, the few charred bits that were left, he moved a few large rocks over the hole. Not that it would do much. They knew where the body was, and with wolf noses they could find it again despite anything he did to hide it. John worked mechanically, ignoring the pain in his now bandaged leg, ignoring the rage which seethed just under the surface. The one emotion, the one thing he let rise to the surface was concern. Whoever these were, they were not random rogue's. Their smell was everywhere, a dozen at least. A pack of savaged who seemed to not only be aware of his presence but eager to make a statement like this, maybe eager enough to kill. Of course, in truth, he wasn't worried about them killing him. <br><br>But then what could he do? Run? Take Daliah and leave the territory? His wolf would never allow him to back down. So the only option was to fight. Not for the first time he pushed down the thought he had been trying to avoid from the moment he mated Daliah. What if the best thing to do would be to send her away again? Keep her and their child away from the danger? Thankfully his phone rang before his pessimism had the chance to make a choice for him. He pressed it to his ear and was greeted by Daliah's voice telling him what he already knew in his gut. "What is it? Are you at the apartment?" Already he had broken into a jog, heading for his truck. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>07-08-2014, 22:32:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sound of his deep voice in her ear had her breathing out a breath she hadn't realized she had been holding. "Yes, I am at the apartment. It smells like others have been here as well. At least four others and now a fifth. A wolf named Cooper. A rogue and he's an alpha of a pack. The ones who had came to the cabin and even the one who tried to mount me in the woods. They want the territory. And apparently me." She growled the last bit out. The idea of anyone touching her that wasn't John, made the wolf crazy. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>07-08-2014, 23:19:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Each word hit him like a punch in the gut. They had been in her apartment, which meant that they had been watching Daliah and him for longer than he had assumed. Whats more, they knew where she lived, which meant that both of their safe places had been compromised. At least, he thought, they hadn't managed to get into the cabin itself. His mind reeled, trying to place the facts and the scents together into a workable tapestry. The rogue attacks were connected, which likely meant they were advance scouts. Testing out an area before the main pack shows up with their warriors. The pack were rogues, mad enough to use silver and sick enough to string up one of their brothers corpses and light it on fire. And worst, they wanted Daliah. It made sense, a beautiful bitch like her with only one jackass protecting her? It wasn't a treat any rogue could pass up easily, especially with her condition set to take away her shifting soon. It was a perfect storm, one John struggled to believe they could weather. <br><br>A low growl rose unbidden from his gut, his wolfs visceral reaction to the danger. He would need to get to her apartment, check the scents there against the ones he smelled here to try and get a count on their enemy. His wolf demanded action, urged him to just drop the rifle, shift, and track those scent trails back to their owners. But then, to what end? No matter how strong the wolf a pack always wins, and all he would be doing would be clearing their path to her. No, he had to smart. "Stay in your apartment," he instructed, "Do a sweep. Check the closets and under the bed and make sure you're alone. Do not open the door unless its my voice on the other side." He wanted to hang up there but he paused, sliding into his truck and turning the ignition. "I love you," he said, "be safe." He shut the phone, slid the truck into drive, and hit the accelerator. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>07-08-2014, 23:39:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay. I will. I love you too, John. Be careful coming up here. The rogues are around and they want you dead. Don't give your pups a reason to go without their father," she said. She heard him hang up and followed suit. She inhaled deeply again, taking in the scents around her. <br><br>She caught the other wolves, but they were faint but she did as John had told her to do. She checked her bedroom first. Under the bed, in the closet. As she walked passed her dresser she had to stop. The wolves had gone through her drawers. Even her underwear drawer. She growled at that. Opening the drawer she noticed some were even missing.<br><br>She then went around the apartment, looking in every nook and cranny, behind every door to see if anyone was around. She didn't know if the rogues were able to cover their scents but she wouldn't put it past them.<br><br>When she was finished, she grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, checking it to make sure it hadn't been tampered with. When she was happy with it, she took a seat at her kitchenette and kept her eyes and the rifle on the door, waiting for her mate.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>08-08-2014, 00:03:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A twenty minute drive through back roads and across blind curves John's beat up truck arrived in the parking lot of Daliah's apartment. As he killed the engine it occurred to him that he had never been here before. In fact, if pressed he doubted he could tell anyone how to get here. His wolf had done the driving, seeking out his imperiled mate with uncanny accuracy. Maybe it was her scent, imperceptible but hidden under a layer of reality like a homing beacon to him, or maybe it was something more intangible. Either way, he didn't have time to contemplate it. He slid out of the car, leaving the rifle on the seat and the rusted truck amongst the polished sedans and SUV's of city life. He entered through a side door into a stair well and began to climb, taking two stairs at a time, his fists clenched into heavy stones. <br><br>John found her door with that same uncanny accuracy. He could smell her here, the door was drenched in her from months of touching it and passing through it. Also here was the rogue alpha, his pungent odor threatening to overtake hers. At least he couldn't smell blood, which likely meant that there hadn't been any violence since he got off the phone with her. He let out a low growl and knocked twice on the door. "Daliah," he called, "Its me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-08-2014, 00:13:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She stood when the earthy wild smell of her mate seeped under the door. Them his deep baritone followed a growl and her wolf replied in kind, happy to once again have her mate close. <br><br>She opened the door and yanked him inside, shutting and locking the door behind him. She put the rifle on the counter and her hands went instantly over him, checking for any signs of harm. He hadn't said anything to her but she had to be sure.<br><br>She buried her face in his neck, breathing in deep, taking in his scent and only the smell of fire and fuel but no other wolves. She cupped his cheeks and smashed her lips to his.<br><br>She pulled back to look into his green eyes. "They want you dead, John. Why the hell are they here?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>08-08-2014, 00:37:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				And after all the worry there was his mate. John let out a small sigh of relief before being ripping into the apartment and checked over. The pain from the bear trap was now just a distant throb although he knew that it was likely worse than it felt. Adrenaline and panic were great painkillers when the moment was upon you but the moment you sat to rest those wounds would creep up on you. Already the bottom of his perforated jeans was stiff with dried blood, and he doubted he would be able to get them off without tearing the wounds open again. But all of that was a bridge to be crossed later. She kissed him, a ten thousand volt shock which nearly knocked his head off. He returned the affection, pressing his lips hard against hers and wrapping his arms around her for a long moment. <br><br>When she broke the kiss he let out a long breath and met her eyes with his. He swallowed the dry feeling in his mouth, finally letting the nameless panic ease off of his shoulders. "I don't know. Maybe its the rogue I killed but this doesn't smell like revenge. They wouldn't desecrate their martyrs body like that if it was. Whatever they want there is around a dozen of them and I'll be damned if I let them touch or run us out of our pups home." He knew he was being bull headed, hell on some level he may even know that he was setting himself on a path to destruction. But his wolf wouldn't let him back down, and John could not stomach having the first lesson he taught his child being the merits of running away. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-08-2014, 06:03:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She had been busy breathing in his scent, searching for any other wolf on her mate that it took a bit before the slight tang of blood reached her nose as he spoke. His blood. She heard his words, but her wolf was more concerned about where the smell was coming from. <br><br>She took a step back and ran her eyes over him, and there on his leg, his jeans were bloodied and had what looked to be large teeth hole in the fabric. She raised a lip and growled. "What happened to your leg, John?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>09-08-2014, 05:07:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damn, she was perceptive. But then, of course she was. The wolf was strong with her and while he couldn't be sure, his experience with mated pairs was limited to the Alaskan couples, their bond was a powerful one, forged in five years of separation and mutual longing. He let out a small sigh, forcing himself not to wince as his pants shifted around the wounds. "Bear trap," he said, "Littered the yard with them. I got the rest disarmed but the first one surprised me. Old ones too, illegal models." Odd that that detail stuck in his mind. Of course he could blame his training with the DNR for that but it was an interesting thing of note. Most modern bear traps didn't have the teeth, in fact those had been outlawed a decade ago under the provision that it was cruel and unnecessary. Most modern traps just slammed down two iron bars which broke the leg but didn't leave the animal dismembered. <br><br>He slid away from her, limping quickly over to the kitchen chair and sitting heavily down on its frame. "Whoever this pack is their cowards. Traps, coming to you while I was away. I'll tear their fucking throats out." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>09-08-2014, 07:18:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched him slightly limp to the chair and take a seat. She crossed her arms under her breasts as he growled put his threat. "Come on, we gotta get that cleaned. If they laid traps then they probably weren't clean either." She walked to her bathroom where she had a small jar of the salve Minerva gave her. She took it, a wet rag, and a role of bandage back out to him. <br><br>"It's gonna open up the wound but you gotta get the pant leg off it so I can clean it and bandage it." She let out a sigh as she kneeled before him and waited for him to do as she said.<br><br>"I really fucking hate that I'm pregnant right now and won't be able to shift soon. That's going to make this rogue pack thing more of a pain in the ass," she growled out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>10-08-2014, 03:37:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At the very least, he thought, she didn't seem to be panicking. Scared? Yes. Angry? Hell yes. But she was dealing with the situation as best she could, something which John desperately needed from her. He couldn't figure a way out of this and keep her calm, he needed her next to him on this. He did as she instructed, first trying to roll the pant leg up but finding that with how the dried blood had set the denim stiff and difficult to roll. Instead he unbuckled his belt and carefully pulled his leg out of the jeans, wincing as the denim pulled away the scabbing and revealed eight deep tears in his leg. The one's in the middle of his calf were the worst, each pulsing brackish red blood and hanging open like yawning maws. Worse than it had felt when it happened, but not so bad to take him out of commission. <br><br>"About that," he said, settling back into the chair and looking down at where she knelt between his legs, "Listen, I know your going to want to fight. I won't stop you. But you need to promise me something Daliah." He tried to catch her eye, putting his hands on her shoulders, "If this goes south, and you got a choice between getting taken or helping me, you run. That child is too important." His voice had grown low, an odd gravity in it, the same gravity that had been in his voice the night he had first sent her away to Alaska, the night of the biggest mistake. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-08-2014, 05:29:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fine. I want this child but know this," she began, putting her hands on his on her shoulders, "if it comes down to losing this pup or you, I won't stand back and let you get killed. I just got you and I won't give that up."<br><br>Losing this child will be devastating but losing the man I want to spend my life with when I could do something to stop it is unacceptable to me. If we lose this pregnancy, and I still have you, we can make another." She was completely serious.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>11-08-2014, 06:11:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A snarl threatened to rise in his throat, but he stifled it. John was head strong, yes, hell his skull was thicker than granite. But he knew when he saw a fight he couldn't win. Even if, after hours of screaming and shouting, he somehow got her to agree to save the pup over him there was still no guarantee that in the moment she wouldn't break that promise. How could he expect her not to? He would endure a thousand unspeakable agonies for her, and no matter how much he wished it was otherwise he didn't hold a monopoly on martyr complexes in this relationship. But, what concerned him, what did rise his eyes to meet hers, was the certainty in her voice. Losing the child will be devastating? As if she had already relented herself to that fate. <br><br>"Daliah," he whispered, reaching up and cupping her face, "We are going to see through this. All three of us. I just need to know you will keep yourself safe, because if I have to fight worrying that you will do something to get yourself killed or worse then we are fucked." He kissed her, hard and tight across the lips, "Not a single one of us is dying."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>11-08-2014, 20:00:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She grabbed ahold of his wrists, holding him in place. "Just don't make me choose, John. If the pup was out and a baby in my arms, I would go, but she's not. We haven't even met her yet."<br><br>She looked down. "I just can't be without my mate. You have to understand that. I feel like I have a home now. I have lived other places, but with you, I feel like I belong. You're my home, John."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 05:36:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				How could he tell her no? How could he make her agree to go on without him when he refused to do the same? He looked down to where she held his wrists, her thin fingers holding surprising strength. It was so easy to forget that she was a powerful wolf in her own right, able to defend herself and the pup inside her. Maybe he was a chauvinist, out to protect the 'helpless' woman the whole time not realizing the equal who sat before him. "I understand," he whispered, although the words felt too heavy on his lips. Like he was sealing her death warrant by not making her promise to run. <br><br>"I know you Daliah," he continued, leaning down and putting his forehead to hers, "Even if I tied you down and made you agree to run I know you wouldn't. I wouldn't either. You are my home, my pack, my mate, and the only thing I have right now thats worth fighting for. As much as I try I can't ask you to do something I couldn't. We fight together, we come out alive. Deal?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 06:28:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave him a small smile. "Of course. We fight for what's ours. No piece of shit rogue will will take what is ours away from us." She pressed her lips against his in a hard kiss. "Now mate, let me clean that leg. We need you in tip top shape."<br><br>She moved his hands from her face and grabbing the wet rag she gave him a look of apology before tending the rips and holes on his legs. She cleaned the areas, wiped away all the blood and then wiped salve generously over each puncture. About fifteen minuted later, she was wrapping the bandage around his calf. The tied it off and sat back on her heels.<br><br>"Alright. Should be right as rain tomorrow morning. Now, I'm thinking I'm going to have to wait to clean this place out until the rogues are dealt with and hopefully we get through this before the pup is born."<br><br>She patted him on his knee. "Should we call Holt about this? I'm not sure what he could do, but maybe give us some info on what we need to do."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>13-08-2014, 05:09:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her work. The wound was, he decided, likely more bark than bite. The trap had been old, rusted, and though there were several jagged and bloody tears they weren't as deep as he had assumed. But still, he marveled slightly at her although he tried not to show it on his face. She didn't hesitate, acting not as a girl seeing her love hurt, but as a wolf tending to her pack. She was going to make a hell of a den mother some day as long as he could get her there. No, he reminded himself, as long as they could get there together.<br><br>Once the wound was set he pressed his leg to the floor, testing to make sure the bandage would hold when he flexed his calf. Her next question gave him paused, his face wrinkling in concentration. Calling Holt was an option. More than advice he couldn't imagine Holt wouldn't take the news sitting down. He would want to come and help, or at the very least send some of his boys. The very thought of some of them being near him or Daliah again set his wolf on edge. But it was more than that. To call them would be to admit to himself that the situation was beyond his ability to handle, a fact of which he wasn't quite convinced. They were rogue's, and obviously didn't care too much for each other. Take out a few and chances were the rest would scatter. <br><br>"No," he said, shaking his head, "No that would end up causing more issues than it would solve. He would send his boys down here and last thing we need to do is make it seem like we are gearing up for a full war. Might spook the rogue's into doing something stupid and getting the lot of us killed. Worse comes to worse we can count on Merida and her kids. Sons don't like me much but I doubt they would turn down a chance for a fight." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>14-08-2014, 03:33:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He had a point and as much as she'd like to see Holt and his mate, not so much on any of the others. They were nice to her, had been, excruciatingly so, but her wolf liked the little pack she had here. She nodded. <br><br>"Okay, John. That's fine. I trust you in this. And one would think since you're an alpha, we could use that to our advantage," she said. The only rogue her wolf even considered bowing to was the alpha Cooper, but even then, her wolf would have gladly fought and snarled at him, no question asked. And she and her wolf had good faith in their mate. <br><br>"We should probably go tell the bears that wolves will be running around close to their territory. They need to be ready." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>17-08-2014, 06:18:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John nodded, staring down at her and then past her for a long moment, tangling with the nagging doubt which ate at the base of his brain telling him that this kind of event was bound to happen. A female, a beautiful one at that, protected by just one wolf? Maybe, that nagging voice whispered, maybe he had been wrong to mate her. Maybe he should have taken her, dropped her back off in Alaska, and left her alone. But that wasn't possible, had never been. If he had been smart he would have taken her the moment her heat passed, abandoned his territory and the life he had built here, and gone to Alaska with her to rejoin Holt's pack. Sure, his wolf would have eventually forced him to challenge Holt but at least she would be safe. Back then he could have lied to his wolf, told him it was for the best. But now, the territory was threatened and John didn't think running was possible now. Besides, there was no saying that the rogue's wouldn't follow them all the way to Alaska. <br><br>Finally he brought his gaze back to her and cleared his throat with a swallow. "Well any fight we have isn't going to happen now. We go running after them we're dead. So tonight we stay here, then in the morning we swing by the hardware store and I'll start reinforcing the cabin." He leaned down and gave her a light kiss, the smell of her filling his head and making him dizzy as it always did. "I'll go tell the bears myself. Until then, lets try to relax. We're safe for now." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>17-08-2014, 17:14:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She stood and put her hands on his shoulders. "John, we have survived some shit. And you have come to my rescue on more than one occasion." Her hands cupped his cheeks. "We'll get through this, baby. Together we can get through anything. We just have to believe in that. We might get blood on our hands but we can take care of these rogues."<br><br>We just have to remember, they aren't thinking like wolves. We can use that against them," she said. She straightened then, her face scrunching as a wave of neasau hit her. <br><br>"Dammit," she said as she hurried to the restroom and went to her knees, hunching over with her head in the toilet. The steak she had eaten earlier came up along with the water she had drank.<br><br>After emptying her stomach, she stood and rinsed her mouth out before she gripped the edges of the counter and breathing deep.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>18-08-2014, 22:52:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nice sentiment, nice enough to almost escape ruin when she went to throw up. John believed her, or wanted to at the very least. Wanted to believe that the two of them could march on out with guns blazing and put down a pack of twelve heads. But when he saw that look of nausea cross her face he was reminded once again that there was not just two of them in this. She was already hobbled by the baby in her making it difficult to keep down food let alone keep her strength up. In a few months, she wouldn't even be able to shift to run. If he had to guess, that was when the rogue's would come. They would snip at the edges of the territory for now, scare them, maybe send a pup or two to test them but in the end any wolf was clever enough to know to wait. In a few months, he would be her only defense. <br><br>He pushed these doubts down. There were plenty of lies he could tell himself to cover up his fear. That he could teach her to shoot, that he could hide her with the bears. But he didn't, instead he let his concern for her cover up the budding terror. He went to her where she knelt, the acidic smell of semi-digested meat in the air. He put his hand on her back, gently running his rough palm along her spine. "You still have that tea Merida made for you?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 00:03:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded as he rubbed her back. "I haven't had a chance to steep it, but the herbs are in my purse on the counter in the kitchen. If you give me a minute, I'll get up and put some water in a mug and throw it in the micro to warm it up." She groaned as another queasy feeling swamped her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 00:14:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You will sit right here until you feel better," he snapped, no agitation or anger in his voice just the alpha sneaking into his voice. "I'll get the tea. Moment you feel better you move to the couch," He continued, rubbing her back one more time before leaving the bathroom. In another time John would have hated to hear the command in his voice, a reminder of the wolf that clawed inside him, the wolf that had taken Anna from him. But now, with Daliah, he had a pack again. He had a family and that meant he couldn't afford to ignore what he was. <br><br>He entered the kitchen and after a moment fished the tea out of her purse. Then he set to work finding a tea ball and cup before he set the whole mess brewing in the microwave. Odd, he thought as the yellow light filled the dim kitchen, he hadn't used a modern appliance in nearly a decade, something made clear by the fact that he had set the tea on a twenty minute cook time.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 00:28:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her wolf's head bowed and it's ears lowered at the command in his voice. She looked up at him and smiled a small smile. The wolf was showing it's belly to the alpha, but the human saw a good man tending to his woman. <br><br>She sat there on her heels, taking deep breathes for a bit until the nausea passed. At least a little. She stood and flushed the toilet and went out to sit on the couch. As she went to take a seat, she looked back at him and saw the timer on the microwave. <br><br>She laughed lightly before groaning. "Baby, I'm sure only a couple minutes would suffice. You can stop it now. You can just leave it in the micro for another five minutes to steep."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 00:39:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				In the woods with a wood fire it wasn't unheard of to wait twenty minutes for a boil on a cold day, but as soon as her voice carried to him he saw his mistake. Already the water was beginning to boil and slosh over the lip of the cup. He gave her a small, confused smirk over his shoulder and then reached down to turn it off but paused. He crouched down, examining the buttons, trying to find the one labeled stop or off but when he saw neither stood, reached behind the microwave, and simply pulled its cord from the wall. Inelegant, sure he was, but regardless the microwave went cold and silent. <br><br>"Its ah," he cleared his throat, turning to face her, the dangling cord still in hand, "I guess its been a bit since I had to deal with these, sorry." Back then, when he had been human, he had still been a bit of a recluse. Anna was the one who worries about the modern niceties. In the army, in college, he had been decidedly low tech among his peers. He popped the microwave open, letting the boiling cup settle with the rush of chilled apartment air which infiltrated the microwave cabin. The smell of the tea was heavy, floral but not in a sweet way. If he didn't trust Merida like he did John would have been wary of it. Smell like that could easily hide poison. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 00:48:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She chuckled lightly at him as he showed her the unplugged cord. "I have a lot to show you, poppa. Your gonna have to learn quick if you're going to help me raise these pups in this day and age. You won't have to learn it all, but some won't hurt." <br><br>As she sat, she huffed as the smell of the tea filled her nose. It wasn't unappealing, but it wasn't appealing either. She put her hand on her stomach and leaned back into the cushions of the couch as she waited for her mate to bring her the mug.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 01:04:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Once it had cooled down below the magma range John plucked the cup out of the microwave. He made his way to her, wiping the boiled over water off the sides with the edge of his t-shirt. "Fine," he said, "But I'm not learning what a Snookie is." He set the cup of tea down on the table, its steam rising in lacy, ghost like fingers. Despite the pungent smell John felt himself relaxing. Even to his nose the tea was overpowering the lingering smell of the rogues and the sickness, leaving just it and his mate.<br><br>He slid down onto the couch next to her, sliding his arm around her. "And besides. They're going to have one hell of a momma to teach them. Now drink," he commanded softly, gesturing to the glass, a lovers smile on his face. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 01:45:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed lightly. "Oh, believe me, if I could take that knowledge and burn it, I would," she said as he sat beside her on the couch. She looked at him with a smile as he said his next words and told her to drink. <br><br>She reached for the cup and picked it up. She held her breath as she took a drink. She waited for the ick factor but it never came. It tasted just like the bear had said. Minty but with a touch of citrus, in between an orange and a lemon. She swallowed and felt the heat slide down her body. Within moments, the nausea was gone. <br><br>She looked at her mate. "Merida definitely knows what she's talking about," she said as she took another drink. She closed her eyes as the tea warmed and settled her stomach.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 19:24:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John watched her drink, the relief plain enough on her face. He wondered what normal couples did in this situation. A doctor visit, nausea medication, pre-natal care. It all seemed so cold, clinical and harsh. Of course, John never had liked hospitals. Even when he was human he could smell the death on them and now that smell carried with it a thousand nuanced horrors to his supernatural senses. How anyone could bring life in such a place of death was beyond him. Of course, he supposed, most would risk the horrors if it meant not having to rely upon the chemicals of a grandmother werebear. Such a charmed life they led. <br><br>He reached out and placed a hand on her stomach and felt the muscles relaxing. He kept his hand there for a moment, inhaling in slow even breaths. Despite everything the day had held, they were safe at the moment and he needed to cherish that otherwise all of this fighting was going to be for nothing. "So," he said, "Been back two months already mated to a hermit, had your life threatened three times, got pregnant, and got involved in a war with a pack of homicidal rogues. Any regrets?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 00:01:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She opened her eyes at the feel of his hand on her belly. She chuckled as he spoke. "If anything, I would have to say coming to you sooner, but then, we wouldn't be pregnant if I had." She shrugged. <br><br>"If I hadn't gone into heat, would you have mated me?" She had wondered about that, what would have happened. Would it have been more of a courtship and not the fast dive in? <br><br>"Which, if I remember correctly, isn't it just born wolves that go through heat?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>24-08-2014, 19:19:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He had been waiting for that question ever since he had first smelled her heat. It had sat heavy on the back of his mind, silent for the most part but always present. "Some loaded questions there darlin," he said, smiling and slowly rubbing his palm in a gentle circle over her stomach. "I think when you came along I was too tied up in pushing you away. I don't think I knew it, not on any conscious level, but so much of my energy was spent keeping myself from finding you. If you had showed up before the heat, I think the sight of your face would have been enough to break my resolve. But..." he trailed off, looking past her, his eyes glassy for half a heartbeat, "really there is no way to know for sure. But it doesn't matter. I chose to mate you while you weren't in heat." <br><br>"As for your second question," he continued, "I really wish I knew the answer. Never heard of a bitten going through heat before you, hell a fair number of us are close to sterile. Same thing with me and the Alpha blood, shouldn't be possible. Maybe the wolf just came on us stronger, or its like Holt thinks, that somewhere in our lineages there is a wolf or two." He shrugged, the smell of her this close and the memories of the heat doing more than enough to make his head feel light and fuzzy. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>24-08-2014, 19:44:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded and shrugged. "Maybe. I had a great uncle on my dad's side who lived in the middle of nowhere. Actually, he was a lot like you now that I think about how my aunt described him. Had a cabin deep in the woods away from people, hunted. Never married or had kids. Barely came around the family."<br><br>She took another sip of her tea. "How about you? You basically put yourself away from everything and everyone and now you're mated and expecting pups." She shook her head and laughed.<br><br>"I like how we always say pups like we're expecting more than one."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>24-08-2014, 19:53:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Its not uncommon," he said, letting his hand slide around her now and settle, holding her closer, "I've heard of wolves birthing three or four pups at a time." He gave her a thin, knowing smile, "But something tells me this one is coming alone. As for me, way I look at it this was the better of two outcomes. One way I end up spending my life with a strong beautiful woman who bears my children and brings me out of the gloom I put myself in. The other way I end up a half crazy loner who dies alone in the woods, his body not to be found until some ranger or hiker gets wondering what that smell is coming from the old hermits cabin." He leaned down, giving her a small kiss on top of the head. "I made my choice," he said, inhaling deep her scent. <br><br>"Besides," he whispered, a lascivious edge to his voice, "I think we both know I have enough trouble keeping my hands off you. More pups are bound to happen."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>24-08-2014, 20:08:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed at that and gave him a heated look. "Well then," she turned and straddled his lap, "it's obvious we've had some practice, but how about we perfect it, hmm?" She leaned forward and kissed his lips, her tongue slipping out and sliding over the seem. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>24-08-2014, 20:31:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her sudden movement and presence on his lap drew a saccharine grin to his face and sent a rumble down his spine. He kissed her back, his own tongue sliding against hers, the two muscles working against each other in a heated dance. His hands came to rest on her hips, his calloused grip digging into her soft flesh with a stern need. When the kiss broke he gave out a small chuckle, "Well how can I say no to that?" He reached up and slid his fingers into her hair before pulling down and giving her another heated kiss before moving his lips down, teasing at the flesh along the nape of her neck. <br><br>How long had it been since they had done this? A week? Maybe more? With the chaos of the rogue's and the pregnancy he couldn't be sure. But he knew it felt like a long time, although he also suspected that if he let his wolf and his desires have their way the both of them would spend most of each day in bed. Slowly he released her hair and started to slide his hands up her shirt, inch by inch touching bare flesh while beneath her his length began to swell. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>24-08-2014, 22:53:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He opened to her, his tongue sliding against his. Damn, he tasted so good. She smiled at what he said and then his hands were in her hair. He pulled her down to him, his hot mouth claiming hers once more. <br><br>He kissed down her neck as his hands slid up her shirt, sliding over her skin. She moaned at the sensations. Her own hands slid over his chest and lower. She stopped the kiss, pulling back slightly.<br><br>"John, bedroom," she whispered before her lips were once again against his.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>25-08-2014, 18:20:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				What an odd sensation to be doing this here, in her place. Of course, now that they were mated all territory was shared as far as the wolf was concerned but for John there was still the odd thrill of an alien landscape. It felt somehow taboo, to surrender to such primal emotions while all around humanity continued to hum, unaware of the passion burning inside this box of an apartment, hot enough to scorch mortal flesh. He kissed her again and again as he slid his hands under her bottom and lifting her off the couch in one easy, standing motion. He carried her across the apartment, his lips finding hers again and again. <br><br>The moment they entered the relative gloom of the bedroom he set her down on the bed, letting momentum carry him until he was over her. Slowly, his fingers creeping up her abdomen, he slid her shirt off while his tongue danced with hers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>26-08-2014, 00:08:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She growled low as he picked her up and walked to her bedroom. His kisses were hot and fast as if he hadn't really kissed her for days. Her arms wrapped around his neck, holding him tight and close and once in the bedroom, he put her on the bed and came down with her, his mouth still on hers. <br><br>She had to stop the kiss to let him slide her shirt the rest of the way off and before he could kiss her again, she pulled his up and over his head, tossing it on the ground beside the bed. <br><br>Her hand went to the nape of his beck and pulled him down once more to kiss her and then her hands were sliding over his firm pecs and down over his abbed stomach and lower still to the waistband of his jeans. She unbuttoned them and slid the zipper down before sliding her hand inside and beneath the boxers where it encircled his now hard shaft. She stroked it as her other hands slid inside his pants and around and over his hip. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>31-08-2014, 06:21:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He helped complete the motion, sliding his pants off and sending them to the floor to join the rest of his clothes. He let out a small growl when he felt her hand close around his shaft. This was new. Usually he was the aggressor in these sorts of things. The Alpha, claiming what was his and leaving a heaving mass in his wake. But this was different. This was not just another bitch or a human. This was his mate and with that single word the lines of power were blurred. His cock pulsed in her grip, growing harder still until the pressure of it almost hurt. <br><br>Unable, or perhaps unwilling, to move and break her contact he instead pressed his lips to hers with a mounting need. His tongue slid into her mouth, flicking off hers as his hand slid lower down her body. With one hand he unbuttoned her pants and slid his hand past their rim. He cupped the bottom of her hip, lifting her lightly from the bed as he slid her pants free. Once her sex was revealed he ran his fingers up her thigh and gently cupped her sex, his fingers prodding and flicking across her folds. Unconsciously his hips had begun to move slightly against her hands ministrations, the need in him growing into a burning conflagration which threatened to consume him entirely. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>31-08-2014, 06:31:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He helped her slip off his pants and and he slipped hers off and when his hand slid up her inner thigh to her aching sex, cupping her as his fingers slid over her sensitive folds, she cried out against his lips. <br><br>She nipped his bottom lip and arched up into him, her legs spreading for him. "John, I need to feel you deep inside," she whispered against his lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>31-08-2014, 06:43:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Well how could he say no to that? He kissed her one more time, wanting to taste her, wanting to devour her entirely. He sat up, his shadow encompassing her as he looked down at his mate spread out beneath him. Whatever human thought was left was drowned in primal passion and a love that went deeper than neither the man nor the wolf could truly comprehend. He slid himself up between her legs, his rigid cock now aching with the need that coursed through his blood. <br><br>He brought himself down, resting with his forearms on either side of her, his form encompassing hers. Reaching down he guided the tip of his length to her slick folds and held it there, gently sliding it up and down the length of her sex. Then he paused, hovering just at the entrance to her body. "Mine," he whispered, his voice a hoarse ghost of itself. Then he pushed, her body resisting for just a moment until the pressure built and he slid the head of himself inside her. Inch by inch he pushed deeper into her body, stretching her until with a satisfied grunt he felt his pelvic bone lightly bump hers. He was all the way in now, his length held in the coiled warmth of her body. He pulled back and began to thrust, slow at first but gaining momentum as his warm breath broke over the nape of her neck. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>31-08-2014, 13:35:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When he got between her legs she moaned softly as the head of his cock rubbed over her slit. Her lips curved at that one whispered word. <br><br>She cupped his cheeks. "Yours. Always and forever." Then he was pushing inside her. Her eyes closed as she arched to take him deeper. <br><br>Her head tilted to give her mate complete access to her neck as he thrust into her. Her moans grew as his speed picked up. This was what she loved, that he could love her even with everything happening.<br><br>"John," she whispered as her hands slid over him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 03:26:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Daliah," he whispered back, pushing himself inside of her body with an incessant need which came from deep inside where his wolf chanted the only word that mattered. <em>'Mine, Mine, Mine,</em>' a slave masters beat which he surrendered to gladly. He pressed harder, not flipping her over and fucking her wild like part of him wanted to, but just fast enough to keep himself on the edge of control. He ran one hand down her side, his calloused fingers rough against her smooth skin. He reached under her thigh and pulled it up until one leg pointed to the sky. He pushed into her again, letting out a pleased grunt as her body stretched anew to accept him. <br><br>He wanted to keep it like this, drag things out. He wanted to make love to her because he didn't know when he would again. But the wolf would not be denied at least a small allowance. He snatched at her wrists and pinned them to the bed, his eyes locked on hers with an animal lust. His beat, which had been a controlled ascent, suddenly spiked as he drove his rigid length into her core, its tip pressing against her deepest nooks again and again. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 03:37:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes slammed shut as he lifted her leg and hit deeper at an even better angle. Then they sprung open when he held her wrists down to the bed. She let out a growl followed by a moan as she arched up into him, his cock strocking roughly over her g-spot. <br><br>"Baby, yes, right there," she moaned out as she felt herself climbing, her body tingling as it tensed and her belly clenched in anticipation. <br><br>Her eyes slammed shut as her head went back and she cried out as the orgasm slammed into her, her pussy clenching tightly around his cock, urging him to join her.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 03:48:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He could feel her body tightening, the mounting waves of pleasure coiling through her and into him. He could also feel his body responding as it always did, called by whatever strange sway she held over him. He pushed faster, losing control now and reducing his mind to raw instinct and absolute need to make her entirely his. His grip tightened on her wrists, her moment growing closer and closer as his own stomach began to tighten. When she came his world exploded, the sound of her moan and the feeling of her wet sex clamping down over him driving him up and over the edge of sense and control. <br><br>He came, pushing deep inside of her and releasing all his passions. Maybe it was because it had been a little while since they had joined like this, or maybe it was because of the very real danger they were in, or maybe it was just because she was his mate and this was how it was always supposed to be. But his pleasure spiked and went on, his hips moving against hers at a mad beat as his seed continued to flow deep inside of her. Maybe seconds, maybe minutes later he stilled, still firmly tucked inside of her, his eyes blinking open in a mixture of exhaustion and amazement. Letting her leg down he gave her a slow kiss, a low happy rumble echoing from his chest.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 03:58:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He came a split second after she came and his cock throbbing deep inside her sent aftershocks through her. His warmth spread through her, filling her up. She let put a soft mewling moan as she wrapped her arms around him. <br><br>He let down her leg and kissed her. She smiled and cupped his cheeks when the kiss came to an end. "I love you so much, my mate." She picked her head up and pecked his lips sweetly 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 04:18:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Each little ripple in her body sent a shiver up John's spine. He knew he had more in him, but feared that if given the chance he would take her all night and leave no room for rest. And they would be needing that. They had a cabin to secure, a war to fight, and she had a pup to take after. But he held himself there still, unable or perhaps just unwilling to separate. "I love you too Daliah," he whispered, "My mate." He gave her another light kiss in return, flicking his nose affectionately over hers. <br><br>Reluctantly, he pulled himself back from the coiled embrace of her body and collapsed next to her. He put his hand on her cheek and pulled her into another kiss, his arms wrapping around you. "Careful now," he whispered, "Keep at it like this I might just get addicted to having you." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 04:27:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled and kissed him back. "If there weren't rogues trying to kill you and steal our land, I'd let you get addicted because I'm already addicted to you." <br><br>She gave him a small kiss before sitting up. She let put a sigh. "This shit really sucks. I'm newly mated and pregnant and I just want to enjoy my mate in our home." She shook her head. "Just my luck, huh?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 04:39:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her move, already missing the warmth of her proximity as she sat up. But then this wasn't pillow talk. He propped himself up on an elbow, forcing his lingering desires to rest. "Well then," he said, leaning over and giving her a small kiss on the base of her spine, "after. After we take them out, and make it damn clear to everyone that this territory ain't worth the fight you'll have taking it. Then we'll be alone." <br><br>He sat up and slid himself behind her, stretching his legs around her as he pulled her back against his chest. "Look. Simple was never going to be our thing babe. I mean hell, it took a five year exile for me to figure out how much I needed you and I almost blew up your apartment making tea. Your a head strong, stubborn as hell fighter who can do things no other bitten wolf can. If it were easy it wouldn't be worth it, but if I know anything its that I got to believe that we are going to be just fine." He leaned down, kissing the crook of her neck and then slowly nipping at her ear, "And then, we can enjoy each other till we get bed sores." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 04:53:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shd let out a sigh and leaned back into him. "I know but fuck. We can't catch a goddam break. We deserve it, John."<br><br>"I was bitten and then sent away from the wolf I was meant to be with." She wasn't blaming him. She hoped he knew that. "Then I come back and after a month of being miserable, I've found happiness that I've always craved to have someone come in and want to take it away." She growled. Her wolf was agitated.<br><br>"I just, damn it. I just want something to go right. I'm halfway there and I might loose it. I might loose you." Her wolf was agitated but her human side was feeling the emotional state of pregnancy hormones. She sniffled as her hands rubbed over his forearms.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 05:03:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You ain't losing me," he whispered, a low growl on his throat. "You ain't losing me and I ain't losing you. Now dammit I defended this territory for near a decade with just myself and a rifle. And these rogue's aren't the first to try and take it from me. Only now I got something to fight for and someone at my side. We're going to kill them and those who survive will live long enough to tell everyone not to come within an inch of our land." He kissed her again on the back of the neck, tightening his grip around her stomach. He could feel her heart beat through her back and he could feel his own respond in kine. <br><br>"The moment you accept that losing is even a possibility then we are already down and out. This is our land, and nobody takes from us that. And for me... I spent too long as a shadow man trying to forget the things that made me human. I'm out, and I'm not losing my one good thing. Thats you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 05:14:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She pulled away and turned, getting on her knees before him. She gave him a hard look and nodded. "We're not going to loose. This is our home. This is where we're going to raise our pup and to hell with anyone who thinks they can prove otherwise." It helped that she had such a strong mate. His wolf was urging hers on, telling them to be strong.<br><br>She flung her arms around his neck, her breasts smashing against his chest. "I will stand beside you and fight for this. For our home." She breathed in his woodsey scent, taking it deep into her lungs. <br><br>"I love you, John Harper and anyone who comes between that and what is ours will wish they hadn't." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>04-09-2014, 05:27:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sudden turn of and pressure of her body was invited, his arms coiling tight around her. "I love you too Daliah," he whispered, his forehead pressed against hers. "And we will," he kissed her again at a loss for anything more than the grim promises he had made. But, even with the fate of their future being discussed, he felt a surge of warmth in his gut. For once, chaos had erupted and it didn't all fall on him. He had a partner, someone at his side through all of it. God he loved her, and often times he wondered if he would ever really understand the depth of that feeling. "And we always will," he repeated.<br><br>He held her closer, enjoying the feeling of her naked body pressed so tightly against his. Despite himself, he could feel his arousal spiking again, urging him to take her once again. He fought it, not wanting to spoil the moment, and not wanting to push her in her condition. He kissed her lightly, one hand rising to her cheek and then sliding down to rest on her forearm. "But if you want sleep tonight then we gotta move. Because keeping you like this is a quick way to push me out of control."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>05-09-2014, 01:16:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave him a lopsided grin. "If we didn't need to be on our toes, I'd say to hell with control and just roll around with you all night." She let out an exaggerated sigh. "But alas, you are probably right." <br><br>She gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "We going to go home then? We can stay here but I don't like the idea of those rogues in our territory, much less on our land." She raised a brow. "If we go that way, we should make a stop at the bears' and let them know what is doing."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>10-09-2014, 03:48:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"In the morning," he said, "The territory will keep tonight. Think about it. If they had wanted they could have had an ambush waiting for us at the cabin. Or that Alpha could have kicked his way in here. They are playing the long game, likely waiting to make any kind of move until your shifting goes away. If I had to guess I would say they are hunkered down elsewhere. Likely down by Panther Creek so they don't have to pass through Bear territory or the lowland desert to get to us."<br><br>He kissed her again, breathing deep to try to calm his inconvenient desires. "Besides, I don't like the idea of heading up there in the dark in case I'm wrong and they are planning an ambush. During the day they won't be able to hit us in force without drawing attention."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-09-2014, 04:08:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded in agreement before pulling him down to lay on the bed, their heads on the pillows. "Ya know, I hate the circumstances as to why we're here but you are the first man I've had in this bed. It looks good with you in it." <br><br>She ran a hand over his bearded jaw as she looked into his green eyes. "I'm glad I came home, John."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>10-09-2014, 04:48:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He let her take him to the pillows, their impact sending up a waft of her ingrained scent up into the bedroom. He inhaled deeply. Odd to be in this place, her place. Invading it, claiming it. Of course if her words were any indication it was a welcome invasion. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to his chest, running his fingers through her hair in gentle strokes. "I'm glad you did. I'm glad I'm here."<br><br>He leaned down and kissed the top of her head. "Now get some sleep beautiful. Got another day ahead of us." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-09-2014, 05:53:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She snuggled against her mate as he pulled her close, his hands running through her hair. This was wonderful. <br><br>It didn't matter where they were. Any place he was at, she was home. <br><br>She nodded at his words and closed her eyes. "Alright, sweetness. I love you.." And before she knew it, she was falling asleep in the arms of her mate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>14-09-2014, 06:52:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I love you too," he whispered back, kissing her lightly on the head again and pulling her close as he could. He continue to run his hand through her hair even after he felt her body go lax into slumber. He wanted to sleep, but found that escape elusive tonight. Instead he lay and watched her sleep, paying special attention to the rise and fall of her breath and the way her mouth twitched. Love, odd thing when it was real. In John's experience true love was the most damaging thing one could put themselves through. Love meant pain, it meant loss, it meant risk. When he was alone, there was no risk because if a rogue got him, or he took sick, his life and his death would only affect him. <br><br>But now, that luxury was gone. Everything he did from here on out would be on her as well. That weight sat heavy on his chest, a not fully developed panic but more a nameless dread which haunted the recesses of his cognition. He stared at her, breathing slow even breaths. Despite what she said, he would die for her. He would die for their child. As if that promise was all Morpheus wished for, sleep finally found John.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>14-09-2014, 14:40:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Morning came all too soon. Daliah opened her eyes and took on the familiar surroundings of her apartment.&nbsp; An arm was slung over her waist and she knew John was pressed up against her back, his soft snoring in her ear as his face was buried in her hair and his woodsy scent filling her nose. <br><br>She stroked his forearm, not wanting to wake him yet. She knew he had to have had a hard time falling to sleep last night, what with everything going on.<br><br>She had come into his life, a quiet, lonely life, but he had liked it, and drastically changed it, just with her existence. She wondered if the rogues would have even come to his territory if she had stayed in Alaska.<br><br>What if she left, taking the drama and pain with her?<br><br>Her wolf growled at the thought. It had gotten its mate and didn't want to give him up, regardless of what was happening. <br><br>She let out a sigh. From what the rogue alpha had said, he wanted the territory and she was just a bonus that came with it. So, if she left, it wouldn't stop anything. And if anything happened to John, her life would be over, pup or not. <br><br>She turned slowly to face him, putting her hand on his cheek. Looking at his serene sleeping face, those soft lips she loved to kiss, his dark lashes fanned over his cheeks, she knew leaving wasn't an option. She needed this male. He was hers and dammit, it was her responsibility to make sure nothing happened to him, as much as it was his to do the same for her.<br><br>She slung a leg over his hip and snuggled in close against his naked body, her face against his chest. Yeah, she couldn't leave this. This was home. John was home.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>15-09-2014, 04:55:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Maybe there was no such thing as peace. After Anna John grew fond of thinking that love wasn't real, not real love. That if he had really loved Anna he would have never murdered her, wolf or no. But then Daliah had swung on in and shattered that lie. He loved her, no way around it, and it hit him every time he saw her like a shotgun blast to the gut.&nbsp; But peace, peace was an entirely different matter. No matter what they did, they would never have real peace. Even if the rogues got pushed off, even if they raised their pups in secrecy, the world would never let them have more than a moments rest before throwing another crisis at them. <br><br>He felt Daliah move, just as his waking mind remembered that this place did not smell like his cabin. But it did smell like her, which was home enough for him. Slowly he opened his eyes to find his beautiful mate curled up to and over him. He tightened his arm around her, laying a small kiss on the top of her head. "Good morning," he whispered, glancing at her draped leg, "Well this is better than what I've woken to most mornings of my life."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>15-09-2014, 05:07:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled as those gorgeous green eyes opened. A brow rose at his words. "Well, care to make it even better before we leave?" she asked in a husky voice. <br><br>Yes, this was where she belonged. She pushed him down to his back, turning with him to straddle his waist, her wetness sliding over and resting along his length. <br><br>"Unless you'd rather not," she said as her fingers caressed over his abs and hip bones.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>29-09-2014, 01:51:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				How could he say no to that? He ran his hands up her thighs as he felt her slick folds graze over and around his cock. Already he could feel himself growing hard, lengthening and pushing back up against her where she sat. He knew that they had to get going. That right now they had a home to secure and a territory to defend. But then what was the point of all this turmoil if he couldn't enjoy moments like these? Laying in bed with his beautiful mate wet and hovering above him like a hungry goddess. He pushed his hips up a little, adding pressure to her sex as he continued to grow. <br><br>He didn't need words to speak his desire, instead he sat up, his arms wrapping around her back where his fingers ran down her spine. He kissed her, and then moved down, nipping at her neck and along her collar bone. Around her breasts, and then up across them, nipping lovingly at each of her nipples. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>29-09-2014, 02:11:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her lips curved in a sexy grin at the feel of him hardening beneath her. "Hmmm, I take it you don't mind staying a little longer." <br><br>Her chest thrust forward as he kissed her and nipped her nipples. Her hands ran over his shoulders and up his neck, her fingers sliding into his hair. <br><br>"Baby, I need to feel you deep inside me," she said on a moan.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>29-09-2014, 02:54:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not yet," he whispered back. He knew this would not be their last time together, but then he had been proven wrong so many times in his life that he didn't feel up to taking any chances. He wanted to enjoy this. He wanted to enjoy her, enjoy them and fuck like it was the last time he would hold her. He kissed down her stomach, powerful arms lifting her off his lap and setting her shoulders down on the bed. He lifted her legs up and leaned down, running his tongue up along her inner thigh. <br><br>He pressed his lips gingerly against her sex, flicking his tongue across her folds before growing bolder and dragging it up the length of her wetness. He let out a small growl, and pushed deeper, his tongue sliding inside of her and twisting, searching for her weakest points. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>29-09-2014, 03:44:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her brows lowered at his refusal, but then he was moving her and laying her down with her legs up. He dipped down between her legs, that hot tongue sliding up her inner thigh.<br><br>She loved as he kissed her aching sex, that tongue sliding along the outside before he growled, the sound vibrating his lips against her and then he was thrusting his tongue inside her tight heat.<br><br>Her back arched and her hands fisted in the sheets beneath her as she cried out, moaning at the sensation. That tongue slid and twisted inside her, urging her along. <br><br>"John, baby," she was moaning out a split second before her body stiffened and her eyes slammed shut. She cried out as the orgasm slammed into her, tearing filling her ears as her claws unsheathed and tore into her blanket.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>29-09-2014, 04:35:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He held her to his mouth, pushing his kiss deeper and deeper into her spasming sex as she came. He loved this feeling, the power, the smell, the knowledge that her whole body was under his control. The sound of the sheets tearing brought a small smile to his face. It seemed John wasn't the only one enjoying this, and at the very least her wolf was reacting. He pulled away, laying a few more small kisses along her sex before setting her back down. Her claws were out but that hardly mattered at the moment. He reached down and grabbed her by the shoulders. He pulled her up into a sitting position on his lap, much like they were when they started this morning. <br><br>His length was rigid between them, each graze of her flesh sending a painful spasm through him. He needed her, needed to feel her bottom and watch her scream around him. Reaching one hand down between them he positioned his cock at the entrance to her body, the intense heat of her sex washing over him. He looked her in the eyes, and then pressed his lips to hers as he pushed her down over his cock. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>29-09-2014, 05:27:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled her back up to sit in his lap, her legs on either side of him. She let out a small moan at the feel of his cock sliding over her sex as he positioned himself at her opening. And then his lips were on hers and he was pushing her down over his hard length, stretching and filling a body made just for him.<br><br>She growled into the kiss, her arms wrapping around his neck as she pressed tightly against him, her breasts pressing into his chest. She picked urself up a bit so she could move her legs, straddling his lap, her knees bent so she could begin to move over him, clenching around him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>01-10-2014, 02:57:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feeling of her tight body coiling around him was more than enough to draw a long groan out of John. When she started to move that groan turned into a growl as the edge of her tailbone slid smoothly up the front of his cock. He could never get tired of this, of her, of her smell and her body wrapped prone around him. For the moment, he resisted the urge to move on his own, letting her do the work while he tended to other matters. He ran his hands down her back, playfully grabbing her ass as his mouth laid gentle kisses and nips along her breasts which slowly turned into more viscous passions. <br><br>Eventually his hips could not deny motion and he started to thrust up against her, pushing the last bit of himself deep inside her until he felt himself collide with her deepest barrier. He bite her neck as his hands found her hips and helped to move her, lifting her up and moving her down in concert with her own hips movements. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>01-10-2014, 13:43:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she moved atop him, riding him, he was still at first, his hands running over her and his mouth kissing and nipping her breasts. She arched her back, thrusting her chest out into his kisses.<br><br>Then he began to move, thrusting up into her, his cock hitting even deeper with him moving along with her. Soon the room was filled with their sounds, grunts and moans as he helped move her, his hands on her hips.<br><br>She nuzzled against him, moaning softly in her ear as his cock strocked just the right spot inside her. She quickened her pace, her arms wrapped around his neck. Then she was falling apart, her face burying in the crook of his neck as she cried out, cumming around his cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>02-10-2014, 03:26:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her, caught in a stream of morning light, her body prone and her lips parted in a moan. Absolutely beautiful, somehow more so know that they were mated and she carried his pup. Every time she bottomed out on him a small shiver ran up his spine, drawing his breath out in ragged growls and groans. He gripped her soft flesh, moving her faster as he felt her pleasure build and build. When she came he almost lost control, but he moved through it with gritted teeth. No he wasn't done with her, not by a long shot. He thrust harder, pushing into her pulsing body until every inch of him was buried inside her. <br><br>Then, he pushed her back. With a snarl he moved to his knees and, grabbing her by the hips, flipped her over onto her belly. Holding her prone with his body he grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back as his length crashing into her again, sliding deep into her snug sex. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>02-10-2014, 04:23:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasped as he flipped her over into her belly and yanked her up onto her knees. He grabbed a fist full of hair as he slammed into her, his hips meeting her ass with aggression. <br><br>She cried out, moaning at his deep and hard thrusts. "Baby," she said in a deep moan as his cock slid over her g-spot over and over again. And the dominancs of his handling of her called to her wolf. She let out a rumbling growl as he pushed her higher and higher. Then her eyes were slamming shut as her whole body stiffened.<br><br>She let out a cry as the orgasm slammed into her, her pussy gripping his cock tightly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>02-10-2014, 04:43:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her writhe under him, the arches and curves of her spine more than an eyeful as her body continued to ripple along every inch of his length. When her third orgasm of the day hit he bit down hard on her shoulder, holding on as her body clenched down on him. He wanted to end, to fill her up with his seed but he held on. He needed this, needed her, needed to hold onto this moment as long as possible. He continued to thrust into her vice like body, his thighs clenching as he held back his own pleasure. <br><br>As her orgasm faded he released his teeth for just a moment, moving from her shoulder to her ear which he nipped at affectionately. "I love the sounds you make, my mate," he whispered, before slamming himself into her. Before he had been fucking but this was different. Like the night he mated her, it was animal, each thrust bringing with it more and more of his need. He reached underneath her, his fingers sliding up her thigh and across until his fingers pressed flush against her clit, each thrust bringing a firm flick across the delicate ruby of flesh. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>02-10-2014, 04:55:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She growled, practically purred if she were a cat, at his words whispered in her ear. "John, baby, you feel so damn good," she said breathlessly. And then his hand was sliding up her thigh and around, those strong fingers sliding to her sex and sliding over her clit, his thrusts making his attentions hard and fast. <br><br>She spread her legs more for him, as much as she was able and once again, with his hard pounding and his hand working wonders on her clit, she was crying out, her hands fisting in the covers of the bed beneath her, her claws tearing the comforter. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>02-10-2014, 05:15:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				God he loved to watch her do that. He heard her wolf snarl and his rose in kind, his eyes turning yellow and his hands growing, claws protruding. He slammed harder still into her, driven by the constant heat&nbsp; and animal need. He pressed his hand to her back, his claws pricking her skin as he forced her flat onto her stomach, giving her hips nowhere to go as he pushed into her again and again, his length forcing itself into her deepest sanctuaries. She was his, entirely, and in that ownership came surrender. He could no more leave her body than she could get out from under him. <br><br>He threw back his head and let out a howl which started in his chest and pulsed through him and down into her. Finally, he felt his end come as he came inside of her, every thrust bringing another surge of thick seed into her womb. His pleasure went on and on, his movements never ceasing until the pleasure became too much and pressed deep into her one final time before collapsing, his length buried entirely inside of her, a perfect understanding between them. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>02-10-2014, 05:50:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her lips curved up as she panted and he reached his end, his warmth filling her. She reached up and caressed his cheek as he tried to catch his breath.<br><br>"We have to go home, don't we? I just want to stay in bed with my mate," she said with a small sigh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>06-10-2014, 05:24:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His breath caught up to him a bit at a time, the pleasure fading in errant sunbursts behind his eyes and down his back. He could feel her comfortably snug body still tight around him. He nuzzled her hand when she touched him, kissing her palm&nbsp; and then leaning down to give her a slow kiss on the back of her neck. He regarded her question for a moment. Maybe, maybe if they stayed like this the world would just forget them. They could be in this room, time frozen, eternal in a moment of love and passion. But time waited to man nor wolf and enemies brayed at the door to tear them asunder. But they could pretend couldn't they? For one minute, one moment. <br><br>"I'm always with you," he whispered, "No matter what happens I'll always be in this bed with you," He nipped her ear, smiling softly as slowly, painfully, he pulled himself from her body and collapsed next to her. He pulled her over into his arms kissing her on the forehead, "But right now. Yeah. We have to go back." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-10-2014, 00:27:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled at his words. "I love you, John," she said, her heart swelling beneath her breast with all the love she held for this man. <br><br>She did, however, groan at his last words. She let out a sigh. "Alright. Let's get going then," she said, wiggling her bottom beneath him a bit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>14-10-2014, 05:21:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I love you too," he whispered, grabbing her hand and kissing it lightly on the palm. When she agreed to leave he buried the small spark of disappointment. Despite the urge to protect his territory, a very vocal part of him wanted to stay here with her forever. He smiled, sitting up and giving her wiggling bottom a playful smack. "Alright. Get dressed. Grab anything else you need here while your at it. Who knows the next time it will be safe enough to leave the territory for too long."<br><br>He rolled off the bed, fishing around the clothes strewn ground until he found his pants and started to dress, glancing at her between breaths. The room smelled of sex, the bed was in tatters, and he could feel a deep pulsing satisfaction which ran through him and into his wolf. Only she could do this to him. Make him feel like all the world and all the stars could stop spinning for just a moment in the bedroom of a cheap apartment. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347 VN</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 04:52:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out out a playful growl when he slapped her ass, but got off the bed when he gave her room. She walked to her closet and opened it, pulling out a gym bag and began filling it up with basic stuff for the time being. Toiletries and some clothes. Then she got dressed right quick in a pair of shorts and a tank top. No bra or panties in case she needed to shift quickly.<br>&nbsp;<br>When she finished she put the bag on her small table and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. "John, I'll cancel the lease on this when the rogue shit ends. Hopefully soon."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>24-10-2014, 04:32:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He slid his jeans on and set to work untangling his shirt from the tatters of the bed sheets. He watched her dress, not for the first time disappointing to see her covering herself. Maybe it was the wolf talking but nudity seemed a much more natural look for her. He buckled his belt and followed her out into the living room. His wolf let out a small growl at the idea of ending the lease. He had claimed his mate here and his wolf was never partial to giving up anything, but this was one fight he didn't let the wolf win. <br><br>"Sounds fine to me," he said, scooping up her bag under one arm. "Until then it can be a good fall back spot if something happens. If we get separated, meet here. If this place is compromised, meet at the motel outside of town."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>24-10-2014, 05:09:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She stood, leaning against the counter, her arms crossed under her breasts. She let her gaze roam liesurely over him as he spoke.<br><br>"Alright. I have the next two months already paid on it, so it's ours until then if we need it to be. But I'm hoping the rogues would have smelt how old my scent was when the bastards came in like they owned the goddam place." The last bit was spoken on a growl.<br><br>She pushed off the counter and walked to him. "Alright, love. Let's go home."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 02:18:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John walked to her when she approached, meeting her half way and resting his hands on her hips. If her smell had been old before it was certainly fresh now, laid over every inch of this apartment. He could still smell their passions in the bedroom behind him and the child in her stomach. It was stronger now, stronger every day. Wouldn't be long until he would be able to hear its heartbeat or feel their child moving. He smiled at the thought, but then forced himself to set his mind to a grimmer task. <br><br>"Alright. We'll stop at the hardware on the way back, pick up some stuff to reinforce the doors and windows and the bits I don't have to lay the foundation on the addition." He leaned down and gave her a soft kiss. "Lets go kick some ass babe." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 04:16:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her lips curved in a smile at the thought of her mate building for their pup. She absentmindedly rubbed her belly and nodded. Then he kissed her and she closed her eyes and leaned into the kiss. <br><br>"Oh, I plan on it. This is our home and I'm not about to let anyone run us out of it. We were here first, dammit. We are going to stay." And she meant that. She was determined. No fear, no care for the rogues being there other than pushing the bastards back. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>28-01-2015, 04:11:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John tried not to grin too much. War and all. But he loved the way the word 'we' sounded on her lips. Funny to think that just a few weeks ago he had been doing all he could to keep her hands off him. When he thought of how she had looked that night, in heat and crying because he wouldn't touch her, his heart sank. Never again, he promised himself for the sixty-seventh time. She wouldn't ever feel unwanted again. He took her hand, "Alright warrior woman. But first you think you'll be able to manage a nail gun?" <br><br>They stopped by the hardware store on their way out of town. John wasn't wealthy by any regard, but he hardly spent what the DNR paid him over the past six years. Lumber, tools, cement sacks which caused the truck's shocks to squeal in protest as he hefted them into the bed. He had some of the stuff he needed back at the cabin, but the rest racked up an impressive charge before they were done. Then, sitting across the truck's bench seat, they rode back up into the mountains. <br><br>As they left the dirt road for the grassy lawn of the cabin John grew quiet, eyes scanning the trees and the house. There was a bare spot in the lawn where the dead rouge had been staked up. John tried not to breath too deep, but it was still there. The lingering smell of burning flesh. He turned to her, "Stay here," he ordered, "I'll check inside and make sure everything is still safe." Without another word he got out of the car and headed towards the darkened cabin. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>28-01-2015, 05:02:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				They stocked up at the hardware store with what was needed for the renovations and boy did they end up with a lot. <br><br>She looked down at her belly when they were back in the truck, a smile curving her lips. Oh the shit they had been through. <br><br>Him helping her transition. Him sending her off, which still kind of pissed her off, but she forgave him. Silly man. <br><br>Him finally giving in. Her going into heat, which was still fucking unbelievable. And now they were mated, her belly growing with his pups. It was all so surreal. <br><br>His growled order had her looking up and growling herself. Their territory had been&nbsp; trespassed upon. The place they would be birthed and grow. <br><br>She nodded and looked around and took note of everything on their land as she waited.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>03-02-2015, 04:21:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John approached the door, trying to smell past the lingering stench of rot and fire. The rouges had been by, he could tell that much. And by the looks of the scratches at the door they had tried to get inside. Although, he doubted they tried very hard. Any werewolf worth their salt could take down a wooden door, a problem he would remedy first thing in the morning. He unlocked the front door and after a long breath, opened it. <br><br>The inside was untouched, dirty plates still in the sink, extra rifle still on the table. He walked quickly inside, not turning on any lights just shifting his eyes to see in the dark. He checked under the bed, in each closet, not taking a single risk more than was necessary. When he was sure the cabin was clear he went back outside and approached the car, his lupine eyes gleaming in the headlights. He opened her door and held out a hand to her, "It's clear. Come on, lets go inside." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>03-02-2015, 06:22:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched him come outside, his eyes that of the wolf. He opened her door and held his hand out to her. She placed hers in his and got out of the truck. She looked around again. <br><br>Why the hell were they here? Of all the times the rogues would choose to come, she was finally home, getting the life she wanted after everything, and this had to happen. And in a couple weeks time, she wouldn't even be able to shift to protect her own. <br><br>She looked at John as they walked to the door. "I'm sorry, John. For bringing this upon you." She shook her head. "I should have just stayed away like you had wanted." <br><br>He hadn't wanted a difficult life, much less this. But then that was her thing wasn't it? Ruining people's lives?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>04-02-2015, 01:37:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He had been thinking about how he would need to dig out a spot for a foundation, about how he would need to run metal support rods through the new door, and that he should make some snare traps at the tree line. He hadn't been thinking about the difficulty of it all. He hadn't been thinking of regret, or about how complicated everything had suddenly become in his life. When she spoke he paused, struck by how alien her concern seemed. <br><br>He snaked a hand up her back, pressing the rough pads of his fingers against the small bite scar he had made the night they became mated. "I'm not," he said, leading her inside. He shut and bolted the door behind them, turning back to her, "And if you had stayed away I would have come looking eventually. I pushed it off because of what happened to Anna..." he shook his head, "no chance that would have lasted much longer." <br><br>He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close to him before kissing her lightly on the forehead. "You were already in my blood darlin."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>04-02-2015, 01:52:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Still didn't stop the guilt form swirling around inside her. But that did make her smile. She laid her head on his chest. <br><br>"You would have come looking for me? What if I had taken up one of the offers of mating one of the males in Alaska?" She sighed. It would never have happened. <br><br>"Who am I kidding? That had never even been a thought in my mind. My wolf only wants you." She looked up at him. "The way I was bit was pretty horrible, but do you think it happened for a reason? Like even before I became a wolf, I was made for you? Like it was preplanned by whatever gods above?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>04-02-2015, 21:31:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned down, breathing deep the smell of her hair. "I think," he said, lips barely grazing the top of her head, "That had you mated another I would have challenged him for you. And.... I don't know about any Gods. I have been around this world a few times and so far I ain't seen any sign that someone is watching out for us. But I know that after the first time I saw you, you were never far from my mind. And I think that if there was any proof to be had of a god out there then it's likely the fact that you're here with me. After everything I said, and did, you're here with me." <br><br>He squeezed her tight, "and that has to count for something." He met her eyes, his still shifted and glowing softly in the gloom of late day. "And I know that I'm gunna do everything I can to keep you right here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>05-02-2015, 04:41:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She wrapped her arms around his waist. "Good, because I don't plan on going anywhere. Besides, you knocked me up. I can't raise this pup all by myself," she said with a smile.<br><br>She let him go. "I'm going to get in the shower real. When I get out, we can begin moving stuff around." She began to walk backwards, her hand sliding down his belly and lower. "You can join me if you'd like."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>05-02-2015, 21:39:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The lingering touch of her fingers down his stomach was more than enough to get his attention. In truth, he had a million things he should have done. Cleaned out the rifles, put out the snares, barricaded the door until he could reinforce it in the morning. But then there was her, and the strange, unspeakable gravity that she held him in. John knew he would die for her, but at moments like this he thought that death was the least of the sacrifices he would make. <br><br>"Go," he said with a small grin, "Let me check the window locks. I'll join ya in a minute." He caught her hand in his, gave it a slight squeeze, and then turned to make sure they would not be interrupted. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>06-02-2015, 05:59:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave him a smile and her wolf practically purred at his words. She turned to head to the bathroom, where she turned on the water to let it heat up. She undressed, putting her clothes in the hamper by the door and after putting two towels off to the side for them, she stepped in the shower. <br><br>She stepped under the warm water, closing her eyes and let it slide down and over her head and face. She slicked her dark hair back and just stood there for the moment, letting the hot water uncoil the muscles in her shoulders and back. <br><br>It had definitely been a rough week, but she couldn't even begin to think how she would have made it through any of it without John beside her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>10-02-2015, 02:58:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The moment he heard the propane water heater kick on he quickly checked the windows, and then stepped outside. He didn't want to worry her, but if he was being honest with himself, he was worried. Tomorrow the home would be reinforced, and hopefully things would calm down. But tonight they were vulnerable, and although he doubted they would make their move until she was showing, he didn't want to take any chances. He headed to the small shed at the side of the house, and found the bear traps which the rogues had left scattered around their burning pack mate. They still smelled like rust and blood, but they were better than nothing. <br><br>Careful not to cut himself, he set two in the darkened shadows in front of the door, then did his best to cover them with leaves before he stepped back inside. Funny, he thought. Once he had sworn to never stop hating himself over what he let his wolf do, and yet here was, still trying to protect his mate from wolves. At least, he thought as he took off his clothes and entered the bathroom quietly, these wolves were strangers. Without pause he tossed the clothes in the hamper, stepped into the show, and hugged her from behind. <br><br>He ran his finger tips up and down her belly, her back to his chest. "Don't go outside without letting me know first okay?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-02-2015, 06:13:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She let the heat soak into her muscles, her hair slick and down around her face. She had a lot on her mind because she didn't hear her mate enter the bathroom, which was saying a lot for a wolf. It wasn't until he stepped in behind her and wrapped his arms around her, his fingers sliding up and down her belly, that her eyes opened. <br><br>She leaned back into him, letting out a deep sigh. She nodded. "I won't, my love. I-" she stopped speaking for a moment, "this couldn't have happened at a worse time. I want this, I want a family with you, but, shit. Damn rogues, breaking into our home, trying to ruin what we have here. When I finally have all that I want." She shook her head and let out a growl. <br><br>She turned, her hands fisted upon his chest. "Dammit, John. I can't lose this. Can't lose you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>25-03-2015, 03:40:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Whoa whoa," He whispered, looking down into her eyes, "Your not losing me, and I'm not losing you." He ran his hands down her back, holding her close as the hot steam washed over them both. "They are not taking anything from us, because we're survivors Daliah, and because the two of us have already lost more than enough. No one is separating us." He reached down moving a hand between them and placing his hand against her belly, "Any of us." He leaned forward, pressing his forehead to hers. "All I know is I want this, I need it. I need you." <br><br>"And once the dust clears, and their gone, its just us. Our land, our home, our family. Your my mate," he said, growling possessively at that last word, "The only one I ever had, the only one I ever wanted. I'll burn the world down before I let you get away." He smiled lightly, kissing her on the nose, a bit of hot water running down between their faces. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>26-03-2015, 01:59:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt warmth spread in her chest at his words. She loved this man, this wolf, with every fiber of her being. "And I need you, John, always and forever." <br><br>She reached behind her and grabbed the bar of soap. She took a step back and got it wet then worked up a good lather before sliding her hands over his hard body, loving the feel of him. Every dip and angel, live and curve. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>31-03-2015, 02:58:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A thin spark of electricity ran up his spine when she touched her soapy hands to his scarred chest. The knives, the bullets, the claws, his flesh was a highway map of remembered pains. When her fingers reached the edge of the large bite scar, he winced slightly, but still smiled as he ran his hand up her side, resting his palm on her hip. "You know," he said, "for a long time I... I hated what I was. I hated what it made me do, and... I hated that I was good at it. The hunting, the shifting, the alpha blood. Your the first reason I have ever had to not. I... I'm not good at... just, thank you." He smiled, leaning down and kissing her lightly. <br><br>Then, he kissed her again, pulling her closer to him, the soap on his chest slick against her body as he deepened the kiss, his arms curling around her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>31-03-2015, 05:05:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She met his eyes when he winced as she went over the nastiest scar he had. But he smiled at her and his hand ran over side to her hip. She smiled at his words, love in her eyes as he spoke. He kissed her on the lips, a small kiss, and she was going to reply but before she got a chance, he kissed her again, pulling her against him. His arms wrapped around her as her own slid up his chest and over his shoulder, wrapping around his neck. <br><br>God this man, the way he tasted, the way he felt, it was all her favorite and nothing would ever compare and she didn't want to even try. This was her mate, and there wasn't a more perfect mate out there. He thought he wasn't perfect, his past leading him to believe that, but he didn't choose what had happened to him. <br><br>He dealt and even though the wolf had wanted to take over, pushing out every ounce of humanity, he didn't let it. He took his life back and became one with the creature, becoming the most incredible man in this world. The man who called to her and her alone. The father of her children. <br><br>He had helped her in her own time of need and he hadn't even known her. He didn't have to, he could have killed her that night and ended her suffering, but he hadn't. He was the reason she still breathed, her heart still beat. Now, it just beat for him and the life he would give her. <br><br>As they kissed, she hopped up, wrapping her legs around his waist, her wet pussy sliding over along his length.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>31-03-2015, 05:55:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her sudden movement took him by surprise, but then again that was one of the reasons he loved her. He growled, the feeling of her soft pussy sliding over his shaft turning the spark in his spine into lightning. He deepened the kiss, drawing her tongue into his mouth as he gripped her ass and held her tighter against his soap slicked body. He loved this woman. He loved the way she kissed. He loved the way she kept him honest, even with himself. He loved her in fire and he loved her in blood. When the kiss broke he growled, pinning her against the wall of the shower, the hot water now cascading down over their chests. <br><br>"Oh your dangerous," He said with a grin, his length hardening between her legs. This was not the early lust of a young relationship. This was primal, and he suspected that he would continue to want her long after their bodies couldn't keep up with their ambitions. "But your mine," he growled, biting softly down her neck. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>31-03-2015, 06:14:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned and closed her eyes, pressing her head back against the wall as he bit down on her neck. "Oh baby, there is no one I'd rather belong to," she said as she arched, sliding her pussy over him again, her wetness sliding along his hardening length. <br><br>Her hands cupped his cheeks and she pushed him back gently, making him look at her. "Show me who I belong to. I need to feel you," she said and then she was kissing him again, her lips smashing into his, her tongue pushing it's way between his lips to tangle with his. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>31-03-2015, 21:40:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jesus Christ did she know how to light a fire in his gut. He kissed her with growing vigor, now pressing the top side of his shaft boldly against her wetness, thrusting and dragging his flesh over her folds and across her clit. He wanted to drag her outside, on the grass with the stars above, where wolves were meant to be. But, he knew the danger that would put them in. Someday, he promised himself, he would lay her down in the sweet clover and together they would exalt the night. But until then he would lay his claim wherever he could. He bit down hard on the red scar of her mate's mark, his fingers elongating into claws which pricked at her thighs and bottom as he hoisted her a little higher.<br><br>He growled, his eyes flashing with a wolfish glow, his canines extending into vicious points as he kissed down her neck, then across her chest, his sharp teeth gliding dangerously close to her nipples. Finally, gritting his teeth, he lifted her up and gently pressed her back down onto his rigid length, the pressure where their bodies met growing and growing until with a small groan he pushed the head of his length inside her. He looked into her eyes, his nose touching hers, and continued to push, stretching out her tight sex and claiming her entirely. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>31-03-2015, 22:56:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His wolf called to her own and her eyes darkened to their wolven amber. She thrust her chest out to his mouth and let out a wild growl at the feel of claws pricking her skin, but it only added to the sensation. <br><br>She let out a moan at the feel of his cock, so close to her aching sex, pressing against it. He slid it over her wet lips before lifting her and finally pushing inside, stretching and filling her like no one else could. <br><br>Her hands went to his hair, her own elongated nails pressing into his scalp as she fisted it before kissing him and thrusting her tongue in his mouth. <br><br>She belonged to him and she wanted him to know that she knew that with every fiber of her being. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>03-04-2015, 20:38:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				And to think, a month ago she still had a chance at a respectable life. Instead, here she was, her tongue dancing with his, her body coiled around his length, mating in a propane heated shower. To think just a few years ago, she wouldn't have even had her wolf. He tried to imagine that version of her, happy and married to some stiff in a home by the city. She would be human, maybe with a couple of kids, and a husband she loved. She would be totally unaware of the smell of a burning body, or the feeling of teeth sinking into her flesh. She would be totally unaware of him, and not for a moment would he ever have felt as alive as he did when tangled up with her. <br><br>He felt himself finally, blissfully, settle inside of her, their hip bones bumping together. He stopping moving for a long breath, simply feeling the way her body held him. He kissed her again, aggressively, pinning her more firmly to the wall. The fact was, she was here. She was pregnant with his pups, and every time he opened his mouth he couldn't seem to do anything but pledge devotion to her. The fact was, she was his, as much as he was hers. And he planned to show her it every day, with every fiber, and in every way he could think of. He let out a low, rumbling growl, and began to thrust, taking her as a wolf would, in steam and fire and blood. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>03-04-2015, 22:23:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She growled low in her throat as he kissed her, a kiss like it was the last kiss they would ever share and he wanted to seer it into his memory. The kiss was hard, their teeth slamming together as their tongues sought one another out, tangling together. Then he was growling, his hips beginning to move, each thrust strong and deep as he took her like he was meant to. <br><br>He held on tight and she did the same, never wanting to let this male go, pulling him to her as if she could pull him inside, keep him there always. So she could shield him from all the negativity and darkness that he had seen and been involved in. No one deserved to be more happy than this man did, to always see the sun shining, to always see the light. <br><br>And as he wildly took her like the alpha he was, so strong and steady, his cock slid over her g-spot over and over again and before she knew it, the orgasm was slamming down upon her. She broke the kiss and buried her face in the crook of his neck, crying out as she came around his cock, squeezing him tight in her grip. <br><br>As she spasmed around him, she nuzzled his neck and kissed up and over his jaw. "Bite me," she said seductively as she presented him her neck.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>06-04-2015, 03:54:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her orgasm washed over him, only fueling his desire as he continued to move inside her, the head of his length sliding against her spasming sex. When she whispered her salacious request he groaned. Had John been more in control he would have questioned biting down on the woman who was carrying his pups, would have worried about her health. But, this was the wolf, this was the Alpha, and when his mate told him to lay claim to her he didn't question it. He threw his head back, breaking the kiss, the steam billowing over his lips as he growled and slid his mouth over the side of her neck and bit. He felt her flesh tear, just like the night they had become mated, her rich blood running down his chin and mingling with the shower water until it turned pink at their feet. <br><br>All the while, he moved, his entire body devoted to a single repetitive action, driving himself deeper and deeper inside her until it couldn't be fairly said that they were two separate people at all. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>06-04-2015, 07:02:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She had just came, sure, but there was just something about your mate biting into you, his teeth sinking deep as your blood filled his mouth, as he laid claim to what was rightfully his, that sent her spiraling again over that cliff. <br><br>Her cries echoed of the shower walls as she came, her pussy spasming and tightening around his cock like a fist. Her arms tightened around him, her nails long and sharp digging into his shoulders.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>15-04-2015, 02:52:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When her second orgasm crashed over her he held on tight to her body, his fingers, calloused by years of hard living in the woods, dug into her soft flesh. With other women it had always felt off. No matter how loud they cried, or how deep they dug their claws into his shoulders. But this felt natural, the way her body held him. It was like he had spent his adult life blind only to watch a moonrise every single time their bodies met. He pulled his mouth away, her blood coating his chin as he pushed himself deep inside her spasming body, pressing the tip of his length flush against her deepest corner as he came, thrusting as he filled her up and a long howling snarl broke from his mouth. <br><br>The urge to breed, to claim was strong though, and still he pushed himself into her, slowing his movement in inches and mashing his lips against hers. He pulled her tongue into his mouth, her bloody fresh and wet on his tongue. Finally, slowly, his movements ceased, his length sitting heavy inside of her. When the kiss broke he smiled and laughed a little, "I need to stop doing that," he whispered, "Or we'll end up needing to build a lot more rooms."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-04-2015, 02:44:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt her wolf practically purr as he came deep inside her, and then he was kissing her, her blood on his tongue as he sank it into her mouth. He stopped the kiss and his movement, laughing and smiling. <br><br>She chuckled at his words. "Well, John, you can't get me pregnant, since I already kinda am." She shrugged. "But after this one, if you want to continue growing our family, I won't say no."<br><br>She leaned forward and gave him eskimo kisses. "Now, let's get out of here before the water turns cold." She yawned. "I think I might need a little nap."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>30-04-2015, 19:45:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John touched his forehead to hers and sighed heavily, "Well then, I guess we are going to have a big family." Then, slowly, he slid himself out of her body and set her down, offering her support if she needed it. With a turn of the knobs the propane heater at the side of the house stopped its rumbling, and the water slowed to a drippy trickle. "Come on," he said, taking her by the hand, "Lets go get some sleep before we end up spending another night awake." He opened the shower and grabbed a towel off the rack, which he wrapped around her before grabbing a second for himself. They were old, spotted with bleach stains, and made of a thread that may have once been cotton. Like everything else John owned, they were in rough, utilitarian, shape. <br><br>He took her hand again, almost on instinct, then led her out through the kitchen and into their small bedroom. Their bedroom, the thought sat well with John. "We should get more of your things here at some point," he said, "Its as much your home as mine." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>02-05-2015, 01:51:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She slid the towel he had wrapped around her over herself, drying before she ran it over her hair. Then she wrapped it back around her and tucked it closed. She took his hand ant let him pull her to the bedroom. She smiled as he spoke.<br><br>"I will be moving in officially at some point, but as it were, with the fucking rogues," she said with a growl, "my things can stay at the apartment. Until then, everything smells so deliciously of you and I am okay with that. <br><br>Once in the bedroom, she pulled her hand from his and unwrapped the towel from her body and put it in the basket against the wall before crawling into bed. She pulled back the covers and patted the spot beside her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>05-05-2015, 18:51:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He slid into bed next to her. It was funny she would say that. He could hardly smell himself in this place anymore. Instead he could smell her, and blood, and smoke, and sex. Mostly her though. She filled a void in the home, a hollow spot so massive that it had escaped his attentions entirely. He put an arm around her and pulled the blanket up over his body. How many nights had he slept here alone, not aware that half of this space was meant for her? How many times had he woken up with a dry panic in his mouth, unable to understand that the panic he felt was because deep down, on some level, he had always been looking for her. <br><br>"Well," he said, kissing her lightly on the forehead, "we better do something, or those pups will grow up in an episode of Little Home of the Prairie." He paused then, "This place should be something you want too. I haven't exactly led a child or mate friendly life until this point." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>06-05-2015, 02:02:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She snuggled against him, her head nuzzling in the crook of his neck. She chuckled. "It will be okay, sweetness. When we have the time to really concentrate on it, it will be. And so far, you're doing fine. You seem to have adapted pretty well to the whole mate thing and I'm sure it will be the same when the pup is born."<br><br>She looked up at him and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. She cupped his cheek, her thumb caressing his cheekbone. "I can't wait until all this shit is over and we can just relax and love each other while raising our family."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>06-05-2015, 05:49:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John grinned and pulled her closer, relishing the feeling of her flesh pulled tight against his. "Oh trust me. Once our lives are not in danger I'm gunna become a real stick in the mud again. I'm not kidding. Make you wear a bonnet and not let you drive anymore." He kissed her again, and then, sensing that if they kept this up they would not be getting any sleep tonight, reached over and clicked off the lamp. He rolled to face her, put a heavy arm around her, and pulled her close. <br><br>"It will be ours Daliah. Whatever you and our child needs, I'll get it. Now get some sleep babe." He kissed her one more time, softly, his lips barely trailing over hers, then shut his eyes. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>06-05-2015, 13:57:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She snuggled up against him, burying her head on his chest and closed her own eyes. "I love you, John," she said before sleep took hold of her. <br><br>She was walking through the forest around their home, belly round and swollen. She kept her ears listening. <br><br>"John?" she hollered, but there was no response. Then that spicy earthy scent came to her on a breeze. And along with it, the smell of burning wood and flesh. <br><br>She began running, a horrible feeling sitting in the Pitt of her stomach and when she broke through the trees, into the clearing, there staked in the center, engulfed in flames was her mate. <br><br>"No!" she screamed and made to rush forward, but arms encircled her. <br><br>"Now now, little one, I told you I'd get you," the rogue whispered in her ear before his tongue licked up the side of her face. <br><br>She tried to push him away, to even shift and rip his fucking throat out, but he was to strong and she was past the point of shifting during the pregnancy.<br><br>"Now, how about we rid you of this abomination and make you mine, hmm?" He threw her to the ground and shifted, but it wasn't you're average werewolf but one line a horror movie. <br><br>Half man, half wolf, and when he stood on 2 legs before her, his body twisted and covered in dark fur, he lunged, mouth open, sharp teeth gleaming, aiming for her belly.<br><br>Daliah shot up in bed, tears streaking down her face, "No!" rushing loudly from her lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>13-05-2015, 06:11:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John, for once, slept dreamless. He would have liked to think it was because of her, but as his dreams had shown the week she returned into his life, she likely was not the magic cure to his night terrors. In fact, she gave him something to lose, and hence, something to fear. No, his black sleep was from exhaustion. Weeks of turmoil, and massive life changes left him running on empty. But, the moment Daliah began to scream he sat up with a bolt, his eyes turning to a wolfish yellow and the bones in his hands cracking loudly as his fingers elongated into claws. He bolted to his feet, snarling and prepared to murder whatever rogue had dared make his mate scream like that. <br><br>But, the only rogues tonight were imaginary. The room was empty save for the two of them. He turned his eyes to her, his expression softening. "Daliah?" he asked, kneeling back down on the bed and taking her by the shoulder, "Whats wrong? Is someone here?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>14-05-2015, 02:27:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When he knelt on the bed in front of her, she threw her arms around his neck, clutching him tightly to her. "John, oh John. It was horrible. Y-you," she stuttered between gulps of air, "were tied to a stake and burning like that rogue had been. Then I couldn't save you and that rogue alpha was there and he was going to rip the pup out of my stomach." Her tears were falling down her cheeks and chin and splashing on his back. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>14-05-2015, 05:13:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was moments like these where John realized his inadequacy. Violence he could handle. Ask him to kill and bury a man, it was nothing he hadn't done before. Build a home, that was just effort and lumber. But comfort a mate after a terrifying dream? He was at a loss. But he understood he wanted the tears to stop, and that inside him the cold furnace of his predatory rage flared. How dare these rogues make her feel this way? How dare they cause her one moment of sadness? She was a creature meant for joy, and passion, and ecstasy, and blood. He reached up and wiped a few of her tears away and then sat back down on the bed, pulling himself from her grasp for just a moment. He propped himself against the headboard and pulled her in against his chest, the thick fingers of one hand tangling with her hair. <br><br>"I'll kill him," he whispered to her, which was in truth the only promise he could make. "I'll kill every one of them before I let them lay a finger on you. The only ones who will burn are them. Nobody takes this from us." He moved his other hand down, resting it protectively on her stomach, where the fruit of their union grew. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>14-05-2015, 06:30:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She sniffles as he pulled her against his chest. Then he spoke. Her wolf stomped the emotional human down and she let out a growl. She sat back, wiping eyes that were wolven amber and full of anger and hatred. <br><br>"You won't do it by yourself. I swear to whomever is listening, if they touch you, my mate and father to my pups, that it will rain their blood."<br><br>I've finally found something worth living for in a world that had been turned upside down. I am not losing this. Ever." She wiped her eyes again. "Sorry for breaking down. That dream kind of sucked." She chuckled lightly, trying to lighten the mood.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>15-05-2015, 01:12:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				While her words surprised John, they brought a wolfish grin to his face. Truth was, he wouldn't have it any other way. He needed her to be a warrior too, and not just because of the conflict that was coming. She needed to be strong, because that was the only way he could trust she would survive him should he... He pushed the thought off and kissed her lightly. "Don't worry about it killer," he whispered. He coiled his arms around her, holding her closer. "Tell you what, go back to sleep. I'll stay up a bit, make sure nothing comes near you." He touched her stomach again, almost as if on reflex, "Neither of you." <br><br>But, even as the wolf celebrated her strength, John worried. Soon, she would not be able to shift, and for all her spunk and strength, she would be vulnerable. A fact which he guessed the rogues were counting on. But, looking down at her where her head lay against his chest, her eyes full of fear and love and pain, he knew that this was not a battle he could choose. His fate was sealed the moment she walked back into his life. Win or lose, this was his army, and this was the ground where he would either raise a family, or die trying. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-05-2015, 03:41:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She snuggled into him as he pulled her close. She let out a little yawn. "Alright, but don't stay up too late yourself. You need to get some rest, as well." She gave him a light kiss on the lips. <br><br>"I'm sorry about startling you awake," she said softly before whispering she loved him as sleep took hold of her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>18-05-2015, 21:52:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John smiled, but didn't respond. He didn't want to lie to her. As she slept he watched her, his breathing even and slow. Unconsciously he found himself gently running his hands through her hair. Not for the first time, John noticed how fast life moved when you were least prepared for it. He knew it was strange, that he still felt surprised that she was here with him, but the truth was he doubted he would ever stop feeling like he had somehow stolen this happiness. That, on some deep level, he didn't deserve it. But, there was no denying what was. In just a few short weeks his life had taken a left somewhere between apathy and destruction. He was in love, the kind of love you don't get cured of. And in her his child grew. The danger beyond he could deal with. That was about fire, and blood, and destruction. But it was in these quiet moments when he worried, touching her as if just to remind himself again and again that she was there. With him. There. Forever. <br><br>The next few months went by in a blur. The rogues were suspiciously quiet, noted just in lingering scents near the edge of the territory. For a long while, John even convinced himself that they may have moved on to different pastures. He watched his mate swell, and loved her more each day for it. Every morning he would kiss her on the lips, then once on the belly, listening to the sharp tapping of their child's heart. The addition to the cabin went well, and got a bit faster when Merida sent her boys over to help. The bears postured, but didn't cause any mess, sensing to do so would be to draw the ire of a pregnant Daliah, which was far scarier than any were-beast. John even replaced the windows and doors, outfitting each with a thick steel lock. They were safe, and as spring turned into summer, John discovered he had grown used to happy. Grown used to loving someone more than his isolation, and he tried to show her that every time they made love, letting his heart known in blood and passion. <br><br>But, time always moves forward. And one day in early June, a beat up ford with a bad muffled rumbled its way up the dirt road to their cabin. It was early morning, and the cabin still smelled of pine dust and paint from the renovation. A heavy fist slammed three times on their front door, and a voice echoed from outside. "John," Holt, the Alaskan pack master, called, "Daliah, It's Holt." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>19-05-2015, 03:26:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Daliah laid in bed, in nothing but her skin, cuddled up against her mate who was deliciously naked as well, taking in the heat of him as a hand slid down the curve of her back and bottom while the other caressed over her swollen belly. They had been laying there like that for the last hour or so, just enjoying each other, laughing with each other. <br><br>There had been no signs of the rogues for the past couple of months, except a scent at the edges of the territory here and there. The addition to the cabin came along well, the bears even having come and helped them out. It seemed the oldest son, Henry, who didn't think to highly of John, was a tad bit afraid of a pregnant she-wolf, so other than grumble every so often about filthy canines, he did the work without complaining. <br><br>The smell of fresh paint and wood was still lingering but was fading. But she had a terrible feeling that it was too good to be true. It always turned out to be, one way or another. <br><br>When the sound of an old truck pulled up to the cabin, Daliah sat up and looked down at her mate. "Are we expecting someone?" she asked him. Then a deep voice she hadn't heard in quite a while could be heard through the door along with a fist hitting the wood of the door. Her wolf's tail wagged in excitement. <br><br>This wasn't the excitement like this was a possible mate, but more so of a father she hadn't seen in a long time. She climbed out of bed and began throwing on some clothes. A pair of yoga pants and a large shirt that bagged over her belly. "Hold on, Holt. Be there in a second," she hollered out to the door as she pulled on her clothes. She looked at John. <br><br>"Did you call him?" she asked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>19-05-2015, 21:42:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John had been enjoying the morning. With the renovations done he had hoped to take the day with Daliah, and maybe doing a cursory look about the local deer populations for his next DNR report. When he heard the truck, however, his hopes of a quiet day crashed and burned without a sound. He did, however, arch his eyebrows in surprise when it was Holt's voice that broke the morning calm. He smiled as he watched his mate's naked, swollen body bounce out of bed. "Slow down," he said with a groan, getting up himself and reaching for his discarded jeans. "Aren't pregnant women supposed to be tired and angry?" <br><br>He put on his jeans, and grabbed a well worn flannel from where it hung across the closet door. "And I didn't call him," he said, standing and, out of a habit he had developed over the last few months, grabbed the rifle that leaned against the bedside table. "Hell of a long way from Alaska though." He said, as he followed Daliah out into the living room and to the door. When he opened it, Hold smiled at the sight of them. <br><br>He was an older man, but older in a wolf sort of way. While humans were prone to growing wrinkled and weak, wolves often just got a bit crustier around the edges. He had a flare of salt and pepper in his neat combed black hair, and a heavy white frosting on his beard. The edges of his eyes were now adorned with crows feet that hadn't been there the last time John had seen him. "Holt," John said with a nod, suppressing his wolf's urge to combat the fellow alpha. <br><br>"John," he said with an equally curt nod, then looked to Daliah and smiled, "And Daliah, with a baby no less. Rumors were true." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>25-05-2015, 20:30:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A large smile spread across her face as John opened the door to the man who had helped her so much with her wolf. She nodded and a hand rubbed her belly. She slid her hand into her mates. <br><br>"Well, I came home and things kind of fell into place. It all made sense finally. Although, I am finding it kind of strange that I went into heat," she said in response.<br><br>"Daliah, you were never a typical bitten. In Alaska, you excelled at being a wolf. Even though it was brand new to you, she fell right into place. I think this may have been your destiny, little one. I wish it had happened better for you, but it was meant to all the same." He looked at John next. <br><br>"And you. She basically fell onto your doorstep. She's changed you, John. We are no longer of the same pack but that much is obvious." He smiled at Daliah. "I'm glad. This wolf was a grumpy pain in the ass." <br><br>She laughed and looked at her mate. "Nothing has changed. But, he's not that bad." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>27-05-2015, 01:47:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite himself, John scowled a little. Its not that he didn't like Holt, but his wolf was snarling, intent to repel the other Alpha from its territory. He kept a muzzle on it, pushing down the instinct to tear into Holt's throat. He forced a smile, "Come inside," he said. A few moments later the three of them were sitting around the kitchen table while the coffee machine sputtered and hissed on the counter. <br><br>"The pack is going to be thrilled to hear you kids found each other. Well," he looked to Daliah, a grandfatherly twinkle in his eye, "Most of the pack. A few of my boys may get to feeling fighty when they hear." John tried not to think about Holt's sons. His relationship with Holt had always been solid, based in mutual respect. But to John his sons were uppity little bastards who had caused him nothing but grief. The news that a few of them had made serious attempts to mate Daliah only gave him more reason to dislike them. <br><br>"What brings you Holt?" John asked, drawing the older Alpha's attention again. "Alaska is a hell of a long way to come just to check up on a rumor. Phone call would have done." <br><br>Holt sighed, folding his hands on the table. "Well," he said, "I heard another rumor. Seems one of the alphas over on the western edge of the state heard some rogues boasting about coming to take your territory. I came down to see if you needed any help."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>27-05-2015, 02:22:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				They sat around the table, waiting for the coffee to finish, Daliah close beside her mate and Holt facing them. She smiled then growled a little as Holt brought up his sons. All but one had tried a little two hard in their attempts at gaining her attention. the one who hadn't had been the sweetest, but her wolf had eyes only for John. <br><br>At Holt's sigh, Daliah's wolf perked up on the defensive. She growled at his words, a deep dangerous growl. The goddamn rogues. She would kill every single one and bath in their blood for threatening her mate.<br><br>Holt glanced at her as he asked if they needed his help. She managed to clam herself slightly and looked to her mate. His wolf wouldn't like if she just said yes to his offer. She'd let him decide this one.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>10-06-2015, 04:59:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At first all John wanted to do was tell Holt to go fuck himself. He was another alpha, and this time there was no need of the forces politeness that had dominated all their previous interactions. John was no longer a pup. He had been out in the world, claimed a territory, claimed a mate. Outside the fact that Holt headed a pack, there wasn't any real difference between them when it came to rank. His wolf despised the other alpha's presence. But John held back. Was he really mad at Holt for coming out here to help? If John had heard that the Alaska pack was in danger would he have done the same? If Daliah had still been there, the answer was absolutely. But now? Maybe he was on edge. Maybe the constant waiting for the rogue attack had put him on edge, which he supposed was exactly what those sons of bitches wanted. His wolf wanted blood, and that hunger had sat like an infected splinter at the back of his mind during these past few weeks. <br><br>He glanced at Daliah, pregnant and vulnerable. She couldn't shift any longer, and still wasn't a great shot. With the two of them they might of stood a chance, but sitting there at the kitchen table John was faced with the crippling thought he had been pushing off for weeks. <em>What if I'm not enough?</em> He thought. <br><br>Holt, maybe sensing their doubt, held his weathered hands up palm out, "If you don't want me here, say the word and I'm making dust trails. I came alone. I'm just an old man looking to help out some old friends." <br><br>John sighed. He needed to face facts. It was a numbers game. They had them. He didn't. And unless he wanted to end up dead along with their child, he needed to play it smart. He needed to think of his family now, and that meant making sacrifices that made him sick to his stomach. "Alright," he said, "We could use the help. But you gotta know there is no promise of making it out alive." <br><br>"There never is," Holt responded, crows feet crinkling around his eyes as his face split with a wolfish grin. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>11-06-2015, 15:46:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Daliah could sense the hesitation because of his wolf, but then the apprehension. He finally said yes and as she looked at Holt, she could tell he was raring for a fight. Holt glanced at her.<br><br>"Your past the first trimester. I can smell that much on you. You won't be able to shift." He looked back to John. "Is there any place that is safe, that we can put her? If I can smell it, they will be able to." <br><br>At his words, her heart jumped to her throat and she began rubbing her belly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>25-06-2015, 18:43:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“No way in hell,” John said, the response automatic. “They’ve been to her apartment, and she isn’t going anywhere without me. They already got her scent so all moving her will do is make her vulnerable.” Maybe he was overstepping. A wolves relationship tended to be more domineering than a human one, but Daliah was still his partner. But the thought of her being anywhere else was too much for him to handle. Besides, he reasoned, his logic was sound. They would find her no matter where she was, he was sure of that. <br>Holt nodded, apparently accepting John’s decree. “Alright, alright,” he said as he looked back to Daliah. “If we can’t hide you, then we are going to have to make sure we keep you as far from the fight as possible. You know how to shoot?” he asked. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>26-06-2015, 01:00:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her face scrunched at his question. "Not exactly. I mean, I have shot a gun, but my aim was off by a long shot. Hit the fucker though." She looked at her mate. <br><br>"Probably should start those lessons now, huh?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>09-07-2015, 20:34:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				John sighed, then nodded. “Guess we forgot about that with everything else,” he said. Unconsciously he placed a hand on Daliah’s knee, as if to protect her.<br><br>Holt glanced between them. There was an invisible conflict in his tired eyes. He sighed, “Well, listen. I have something I think you should hold onto. Neither of you are going to like this, but I think it’s necessary given the circumstances.” <br><br>The older Alpha stood and removed a black case from inside his coat. It was oval shaped, about the side of a brick, and sealed tight. As he unzipped it an acrid odor entered the air, all too familiar to John. He growled, “You brought silver into my house!?”<br><br>Holt held up a hand, as if to ward John off. He opened the case and removed from it a small revolver, loaded with six silver rounds. He pushed it across the table to Daliah. “I got this off a wolf hunter. Kept it in case of emergencies. I think you should hold onto it, just in case.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-07-2015, 02:01:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled a little at her mate as he put his hand on her knee. But then Holt took something out of his coat. A small box of sorts and when he opened it, her nose scrunched as she inhaled the stench. <br><br>Her mate practically snarled the question at the older wolf, but the male had good reason. She put her hand atop his on her knee. <br><br>"John, I think he is right. Teach me to shoot another gun and I'll only use this if needed with the rogues."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Downfall347</strong> on <strong>15-07-2015, 20:49:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The gun sat heavy on the worn table top. Its presence seemed absurd. Hadn't it been on this very table where John had finally given in and kissed her? Hadn't it been only a few feet from here where he realized that his life had irrevocably changed? His memory of that time was clouded by a haze of primal desire and thrumming affection. The memories seemed almost sacred, and the presence of the gun fouled them more than the rogue's corpse had. It seemed to him a declaration that they were actually at risk of losing the life they had just begun to build. That he was at risk of losing her. <br><br>He growled, but forced himself to calm when Daliah placed a hand on his knee. He was angry at Holt. More angry than he could ever remember being at the older Alpha. But Daliah was the balm that could calm a thousand psychic swords. "Fine," he said through clenched teeth. "I'll take you out today for a lesson. But until its needed, keep it in the case." <br><br>He then glared at Holt, "You watch the house. If there is trouble send up a howl." <br><br>Hold was an alpha, but he wasn't on his own turf. He accepted John's orders with an infuriatingly knowing smile. "Fine by me," he said, holding his hands up. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Heated Mating (wolventears &amp; Downfall347)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>28-07-2015, 02:08:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Daliah could sense the anger radiating from her mate for the older wolf. She rubbed his thigh soothingly. It was a dominance issue but Holt was taking it very well since he knew this was not his territory. He respected John enough and was a strong enough wolf that he knew when to step back. <br><br>Holt stood then and after saying good bye, he took his leave. At the front door, she turned her mate to face her, cupping his cheeks. "We're going to be alright, John. This is our territory and no one is going to take it away from us. We're to strong for that. And these rogues obviously don't give a shit, so they're stupid and they're acting on that stupidity. They aren't using their heads." She gave him a kiss on the lips then laid her forehead against his. <br><br>"I trust you, believe you'll keep me and our pup safe. You're a strong male and you'll tear those fuckers to pieces." 
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