The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

“It’s nice to see our parents getting on so well with one another,” I said. “No fighting about which set of in-laws to go to on the holidays.”

Sean laughed. “You’re sick.”

“Maybe a little.” I squeezed his hand.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

******

I had a good chat with Karina and Charlotte while she stayed over. We talked about the sucky economy, our breedings, whether or not she had a boyfriend, (No), or was even interested in boys, (Yes). She figured her parents would accept her sleeping with another woman in her bed easier than a man since she wasn’t married. I’m not sure it made a difference, considering their own proclivities.

I asked her how she was handling their open sexuality.

“I had to be bred twice by the wolves, since I didn’t stop my birth control soon enough for the first one to take hold. After spending ten days on the wolf compound, almost nothing sexual phases me in the least. Have you ever seen two werewolves fucking?”

“God, yes! Scared me to death. It was before my first breeding, and I was thinking to myself, ‘Please no. If I have sex like that, it will kill me. I don’t want to be bred like that.’ Thankfully, the guy I watched doing it with Brigitte told me he was much gentler with humans because we were so fragile. They are, or I wouldn’t be doing it a second time.”

“Exactly! Makes what Mom and Dad do seem tame comparatively. I mean, they’re tearing at each other with their teeth, hair and blood flying everywhere. A little spanking is minor in comparison, and nudity doesn’t shock me at all.”

“I know, it’s actually kind of relaxing once you get used to it, the nudity, I mean, not the hair and blood flying everywhere.”

Karina laughed. “You want to have sex?”

“I promised your brother I’d only have sex with three other women, and you’re not on the list.”

“I’m surprised that Sean is as relaxed about this stuff as he is. He’s really your Dominant once a month?”

“Yes. To be honest, he knows I had a previous Dominant, and I don’t think he likes not being able to do anything the previous guy did. It’s a little testosterone competition. He’s been somewhat jealous of this other fellow.”

“Who is it?”

“Quinn.”

“You fucked Quinn?” Charlotte asked.

“Yes.”

“How was he?” Charlotte again.

“Best sex I ever had.”

“I knew it. He is such a dreamboat. God, that body, that prick. What a fucking stud he is.”

“Well, he’s available, I guess, but he kind of still loves me, I think.”

“And you’re not with him?”

“He’s a wolf and I’m not.”

“Yeah, I guess that would be a problem,” Charlotte said. “I kind of forget you’re human. You’re like a wolf.”

“I feel like one at times.”

******

One benefit of Sean knowing his parents were in a D/s relationship, is that being a Dominant didn’t bother him as much now. Somehow, his parents made it seem all right, and he wasn’t so hesitant being Dominant. As a result, he did better, and I enjoyed it more, to the point I gave him two weekends a month. He didn’t always get both days on a weekend because of work, but he hugely enjoyed his Sundays.

When Gretchen got back from Wisconsin, she was pregnant. We tried to get in as much sex as possible while we were still both relatively slim. She even let Sean fuck her once like she’d let Quinn fuck her. Not with quite the same dramatic results, but I ensured she was cumming a lot on my tongue while Sean fucked her pussy.

I was using a copper IUD for birth control. I had it removed seven months after having my first puppy. The next time I became fertile, I was going to try for my second one. According to my cycle, I should be ovulating beginning on a Saturday, and I was going to be all Quinn’s for this breeding. I told Sean and asked him if he wanted to watch me be bred, perhaps even participate. We were lying in bed at the time after some hot sex.

“Participate how?”

“I can suck your cock while the wolf is breeding me. If you don’t want to, or every other time, I’ll probably be licking Gretchen’s cunt, or one of the two bitches, in a sixty-nine. It’s a way to forget a little bit that a wolf is fucking me. Although I do appreciate a wolf dick as much as the next bitch, it is a little odd. The wolf cock forms a knot to keep his prick locked Inside of me until his cum is absorbed into my womb. Quinn will fuck me a couple times in the morning, we’ll stop for lunch, then a couple times in the afternoon. He may remain knotted to me during each breeding, and cum up to twice each time. Ingrid, Alicia and Brigitte will be there if you don’t want to watch. You can go into one of the other bedrooms and have your way with them. Ingrid too.

“After my second afternoon breeding, we’ll come home. You can fuck my mouth and ass without a condom, or my pussy with one that night. My most fertile day will be Sunday, I’ll go back in the morning, and do the same thing on Sunday, repeating each day as necessary for five days, until I’ve got a puppy planted in me. As soon as Brigitte determines that I’m pregnant, I’ll be home permanently.

“Quinn won’t be my sole breeder any time in the future. I’ll have four different wolves fuck me each day, and it will be done at the wolf compound. Rene, as the pack Alpha usually gets me first each day. If the wolf is mated, I usually have lesbian sex with the mate while her husband mounts me. If you don’t want me doing that with another female, I’ll do one of my wolves instead. You don’t have to come if you don’t want to, but I figure it might help if you’re there, ensuring it’s only a wolf and not a man fucking me. I couldn’t anyway, as I don’t want to risk having a human child, but I want this to be as easy for you as I can.”

“What happens if you don’t get pregnant this ovulation?”

“I’d have to do it again in a month, but that’s the reason I used a copper IUD. There’s no hormones possibly messing with my ability to get pregnant. Since sperm can remain active in my reproductive system for three days, I need to stop fucking you bareback three days before I start to ovulate. You can still use a condom and fuck me, or I’ll happily drain your balls orally any time you want, but since we usually only get together on the weekend, I didn’t foresee that being a problem, as we won’t have fucked for a week when I go in for my breeding.”

“I’ll come and I’ll see what it’s like. I can probably only stay on Saturday and Sunday.”

“I understand. I’ll still come home every night. This is just for breeding, okay?” I stepped into his arms and kissed him.

He shuddered and kissed me back. “I love you, Jessica.”

“I love you too, big guy.”

“Will you marry me now?”

“Let’s see how well you handle this breeding. If you still want to marry me when it’s over, I’ll marry you. We can set the wedding date after I drop puppy number two.”

“Will you have my child right away?”

“If you want the first year of our marriage, for me to being hugely fat and sassy, I’ll have yours immediately.”

“At least being pregnant doesn’t slow down the sex,” Sean said.

“And you always have one of the wolves to fuck you if it does.”

******

I was running with Alicia, Angela and Brigitte three days before my breeding, Brigitte as a wolf. Angela was only a couple months pregnant, and still able to run fast enough to keep up. Alicia was with me stride for stride. Brigitte was all over the place. We heard a wolf howl. I wasn’t as adept at telling one wolf from another from their vocalizations, so didn’t know who it was. Alicia knew instantly.

“Turn back, now. Run like hell.”

We didn’t argue, this was for my safety. I did a 180 and headed home running as fast as I could go for the distance remaining and not collapse. Angela was struggling to keep up. Alicia had pulled her gun out of her fanny pack holster and put a round in the chamber. Shit! This was serious. I heard two more wolves howl out in the woods.

“Help is on the way,” Alicia said.

“What’s going on?” I panted.

“Bear. Don’t talk, run.”

I sped up. I remembered John, in Wisconsin. He’d been huge. I had no desire to mate with a bear. By the time we reached home, there were three other wolves as wolves, outside my house. A man came out of one of the townhouses carrying a rifle.

“Don’t shoot!” I shouted. “They’re tame. There’s a bear in the woods. He’s not. If you see a bear, shoot it.”

He probably didn’t have silver bullets, but anything was better than nothing. I stopped and petted all the wolves to show him they were tame. I went into the house and got my gun, silver in mine, joining the others, still outside. Angela had collapsed beside the wolves.

“What are all the wolves doing outside?” The neighbor said.

“They’re trained wolves, used for hunting bears. Apparently, there’s a marauding bear out there in the woods causing trouble.”

“Are you sure they’re friendly?”

“Absolutely sure. Pet one. Let it get your scent.”

He slowly reached out and touched one, which sat quietly and let him pet her, making puppy noises. Brigitte came trotting up and whimpered something. Alicia put away her gun, so I knew the threat was ended.

“I guess the wolves drove it off,” I said.

“How do you know?”

“This bitch was one of the hunters. If she’s back, there’s no more bear to be scared of. If you really want to make friends with these wolves, give them some raw meat. Stay, I’ll get you some.”

They plopped down in the grass and I went into the house for some raw hamburger, putting my gun down. I got enough to give them all around a third of a pound. When I returned, the guy was petting each of the wolves, letting them all scent him. Angela and Alicia were watching with amused expressions.

“How do I tell the tame ones from the untamed ones?” He asked.

“Most wild wolves won’t linger around people. Since they’re trained hunting wolves,” Alicia said, “they’re used to gunfire. If you fire a gun into the air or ground and the wolf doesn’t run off, it’s tame. Wild wolves will run.”

I held out my hand with a portion of hamburger on it and let each of them eat it off of my hand. I gave him some of the hamburger so he could feed them too.