Afra sighed contentedly as she slowly waded into the clear, blue water. After the trauma, and amazing sex, of yesterday evening Bleddyn had taken her to a tiny village in the middle of the woods. Afra still blushed a little at the curious looks the villagers had given her, many coming out of their houses just to stare at them. Bleddyn had taken her to pretty cabin at the head of the village, and they'd collapsed into the bed and slept the rest of the night. When she woke their she was alone, a note on the bedside table.
'I'll be back in a couple of hours. Behave yourself.'
A couple of hours passed, and Afra had grown bored. She decided to take a walk, leaving a note for him explaining that. It hadn't been long into her walk before she came upon this wonderful lake. Hot, and still sticky from the evening before, she'd immediately stripped off the shirt and boxers she'd borrowed from Bleddyn, and waded right in. The water felt sublime, welcoming. Afra sank down under the water, then burst to the top, hair streaming with water. Relaxed, she floated onto her back, her wet breasts gleaming in the mid day sun. With a girlish giggle, Afra flipped over and paddled to the center of the lake and then back. After a bit of playing, she climbed onto a big rock to soak in the sun. Drowsily, she spread her red-gold hair out and allowed herself to doze.
Several hours later, the sun was scarlet red and low in the sky, her eyes snapped open. A strange man was standing over her, leering at her. With a small shriek Afra covered herself with her hands, looking around frantically for her clothes. The man just sneered and then lifted his chin and let out a howl. Another howl to the left and right answered, and the man turned around abruptly and left, his strong body melding with the trees. Afra stared after him for a moment, then stood up shakily, looking for her clothes. She found them, and was in the process of shaking them out when a familiar looking wolf loped out of the trees. Self consciously she held the clothing in front of her, and waited. Bleddyn smoothly switched into his human form, and stalked to her. Afra took one look at his burning eyes and grim and dropped her head to her chest. Abruptly he grabbed her clothing and yanked it from her, dropping his gaze briefly to appreciate her bountiful body. Then he was pushing her backward, until she was pressed to the rock.
"Bleddyn . . . " Afra began hesitantly.
"Don't talk to me." Bleddyn growled, his voice unnaturally deep. "I left briefly to handle pack business, and return to find you gone. Then, another lupen finds you naked, NAKED, sleeping in the sun. You allowed another lupen to see what is mine, MINE!" he growled, his voice growing quieter with each angry word, frightening her. "I don't want to hear another word from you, unless it's 'I'm yours' or 'fuck me, Bleddyn'."
Afra closed her mouth, then let out a squeak when Bleddyn shoved his knee between her thighs, his muscular thigh lifting her to her toes. Roughly, he brought his mouth to hers, forcing her to submit. Unbelievably Afra could feel herself begin to respond, her pussy dampening. Bleddyn's hands slid down her arms until their fingers entwined, then he wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, taking her arms with him. Then their was just the strength of his hand, holding her wrists together. His other hand slid to her pussy, a finger dipping in to spread the moisture.
Carefully Bleddyn lowered her back to the ground, but kept hold of her arms. He turned her around, then brought her arms up so that she was bent over, breasts swaying. Forcefully, he brought his free hand down on her bottom, forcefully delivering a spank. Afra cried out, surprised, then struggled when he smacked her again. Bleddyn ignored her struggles, and after a few smacks she stopped struggling, that just pulled on her arms and hurt worse. Helpless, tears streamed down her face as Bleddyn warmed up her ass with his big hands. Finally, when she thought she could stand no more, he stopped and began to soothingly rub the scarlet skin. He released her wrists, and she fell to her knees, tears streaming down her face.
Bleddyn walked around her, his hard cock bobbing with each step. Afra looked up at him from her kneeling position, eyes damp, one trembling hand clutching his thigh for balance. Their eyes met, hers repentant and his forgiving. Following an inner voice, the same inner voice that had directed her the night before, Afra opened her mouth and sucked his cock into the warm, wet cavern. Bleddyn growled, and threw back his head. Carefully, Afra loved his cock, sucking and kissing it. Her soft hands cradled his ballocks, rolling them and gently tugging. At the last moment, Bleddyn pulled himself from her and pushed her to the ground. Moments later, he was sheathed inside her, his cock pounding her and she was wailing, shocked at how quickly she could be brought to pleasure by him. Desperate, she wrapped her arms around him and tightly held him to her. Just before she erupted he stopped.
"Say it." he growled.
Afra knew what he wanted her to say. "I'm yours! Please, Bleddyn fuck me." she whispered, then screamed his names as he resumed his thrusting. Bleddyn threw back his head and howled fiercely, erupting in her, his cum like a thrust of his cock. He collapsed on her, his mouth next to her ear.
"Never. Again." he growled. "Never again will you risk another seeing what's mine! Do you understand?"
Afra nodded, and pressed a soft kiss to the underside of his chin. "Never." she agreed softly.
