Erika L Foster - Werewolf Domination (Abducted By Wolves; Mated at the Full Moon; The Werewolf Cure) [MF] (), 2015 Best ...
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//-->WEREWOLF DOMINATIONThree-Story BundleErika L. Foster***SMASHWORDS EDITIONCopyright 2012 by Erika L. FosterTABLE OF CONTENTS1.Abducted By Wolves2.Mated at the Full Moon3.The Werewolf Cure4. More works by Erika L. FosterAbducted By WolvesBy Erika L. FosterI was fascinated by wolves from childhood. I spent hours in front of the wolf enclosure at thezoo, owned an entire pack of stuffed wolves, and devoured books and documentaries oneverything about wolves—their behaviour, their ecology, their role in the food chain. So it waslittle wonder when I went to school to study animal behaviour, with a double major in wildlifeecology. I excelled in my studies and when I was nineteen years old, and a sophomore in college,I finally got to participate in a field study. I got to track a wolf pack to study their packbehaviour.I was in heaven.This pack was notoriously elusive, impossible to capture—it was known for managing to escapeall traps laid—and, when glimpsed, appeared to be of an unknown subspecies. Maybe a differentspecies altogether. My task was to track their home and find out how they lived. If I was lucky, Icould even capture one and microchip it. I would get to publish a scientific paper for sure.It was the dead of winter, and my task was to find tracks that might lead to the pack. I was highlytrained in tracking, so following a wolf pack on the move would not ordinarily be an issue forme. But this was a slightly different situation. By day I would drive out and hike for miles onend, then at night I’d have to get back to camp before it got dark. You get lost in the dark upnorth, you don’t make it back. And at that place, in winter, the daylight hours were very short.It was not rewarding work.I was with a small team of other scientists, and about two wasted weeks into the expedition, Isuggested I head out with arctic camping gear and spend a few days searching in the woods. Notunheard of for problems like this one, but definitely not something undergrads did. I was in for alot of cold and a lot of loneliness, but I was determined to find that pack. I packed my hikinggear and left the camp, secretly wondering if I’d ever be able to find my way back.Three days passed without any sign of the pack. I found tracks, but they were old and lednowhere. As the light of my third day began to wane, I sighed dejectedly and staked out a placeto camp for the night.I almost didn’t see it. I wasn’t bothering to track by that point, so I trod carelessly around thesnow, packing it down for my tent. I went to pitch the first tent pole, and when I looked down, Isaw it.A footprint.Ahumanfootprint.It was clearly a bare human foot, and there were more leading into the forest away from me.Darkness was falling fast, but I didn’t care, I needed to track those footprints. I grabbed myflashlight and ditched my gear.A million thoughts were running through my head as I tracked the footsteps, as clear and crisp asif the person was running just beyond my range of hearing. The steps went a long way—I had afeeling I actually was tracking the person on the move. I wondered if it was someone who waslost. Why were they barefoot in the snow?Suddenly I realised something. The tracks I was following... weren’t human. They were wolftracks. I braked, turned around and cursed myself for not paying attention. It figured I wouldfinally find wolf tracks when I was looking for some poor person who was barefoot in the middleof nowhere. I traced my steps carefully, trying to find where the human footsteps had branchedoff.A snarl sounded from the trees. I gasped and whirled around just in time to see a pure white blurflash through the forest. The blur was barrelling toward me and before I had time to react, it wason top of me. I caught a glimpse of cold black eyes, bared fangs closing around my neck.Everything went dark.***I woke face-down in a pitch-black cave to something warm and wet near my crotch. I gasped andjumped, only to discover I was tied down. I screamed out, and something hot slammed over mymouth. It pressed down hard on my face. The thing was hard and furry. It felt almost like a paw.And down below, something else was sniffing me. I realised I was completely naked. The thingwas sniffing my exposed skin, short puffs of air blowing on my pussy lips. I gasped sharply.Suddenly, something very wet and very warm shot out and stroked me up my slit. It felt like atongue, but... not a human one. The tongue dove in further, licking me rapidly. I gasped again,this time for an entirely different reason. It was much longer than a human tongue, and I couldfeel it snaking its way into my vagina. It probed my entrance, gently flicking my opening beforeeasing further inside. “S-Stop!” I yelled between gasps. The licking intensified. The creature wastongue-fucking me now, rapidly thrusting its inhumanly long tongue deep inside me. Then itpulled out and licked my clit. I groaned and dug my hands into the soft ground. It was nothuman, but it seemed to know what it was doing. The sensation was incredibly distracting, andsoon I gave into the feeling, ignored my kidnapping, ignored the inhuman thing. My hipsbucked, and pressed into the creature’s face, begging for more.The creature moved away from my pussy. I felt a shuffling, then a great pressure on my back. Agreat, furry pressure. A heavy, hot, furry body, panting into my ear, growling softly. Sinewy,bony fur-covered arms wrapped around my naked body. And below, something hard probing atmy dripping wet entrance.“No!” I screamed.“Enough, Renegade,” growled a low human voice. Instantly the wolf lifted off me and steppedaway. I shivered.A voice close to my ear whispered, “We’ll take you in our human forms.” [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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//-->WEREWOLF DOMINATIONThree-Story BundleErika L. Foster***SMASHWORDS EDITIONCopyright 2012 by Erika L. FosterTABLE OF CONTENTS1.Abducted By Wolves2.Mated at the Full Moon3.The Werewolf Cure4. More works by Erika L. FosterAbducted By WolvesBy Erika L. FosterI was fascinated by wolves from childhood. I spent hours in front of the wolf enclosure at thezoo, owned an entire pack of stuffed wolves, and devoured books and documentaries oneverything about wolves—their behaviour, their ecology, their role in the food chain. So it waslittle wonder when I went to school to study animal behaviour, with a double major in wildlifeecology. I excelled in my studies and when I was nineteen years old, and a sophomore in college,I finally got to participate in a field study. I got to track a wolf pack to study their packbehaviour.I was in heaven.This pack was notoriously elusive, impossible to capture—it was known for managing to escapeall traps laid—and, when glimpsed, appeared to be of an unknown subspecies. Maybe a differentspecies altogether. My task was to track their home and find out how they lived. If I was lucky, Icould even capture one and microchip it. I would get to publish a scientific paper for sure.It was the dead of winter, and my task was to find tracks that might lead to the pack. I was highlytrained in tracking, so following a wolf pack on the move would not ordinarily be an issue forme. But this was a slightly different situation. By day I would drive out and hike for miles onend, then at night I’d have to get back to camp before it got dark. You get lost in the dark upnorth, you don’t make it back. And at that place, in winter, the daylight hours were very short.It was not rewarding work.I was with a small team of other scientists, and about two wasted weeks into the expedition, Isuggested I head out with arctic camping gear and spend a few days searching in the woods. Notunheard of for problems like this one, but definitely not something undergrads did. I was in for alot of cold and a lot of loneliness, but I was determined to find that pack. I packed my hikinggear and left the camp, secretly wondering if I’d ever be able to find my way back.Three days passed without any sign of the pack. I found tracks, but they were old and lednowhere. As the light of my third day began to wane, I sighed dejectedly and staked out a placeto camp for the night.I almost didn’t see it. I wasn’t bothering to track by that point, so I trod carelessly around thesnow, packing it down for my tent. I went to pitch the first tent pole, and when I looked down, Isaw it.A footprint.Ahumanfootprint.It was clearly a bare human foot, and there were more leading into the forest away from me.Darkness was falling fast, but I didn’t care, I needed to track those footprints. I grabbed myflashlight and ditched my gear.A million thoughts were running through my head as I tracked the footsteps, as clear and crisp asif the person was running just beyond my range of hearing. The steps went a long way—I had afeeling I actually was tracking the person on the move. I wondered if it was someone who waslost. Why were they barefoot in the snow?Suddenly I realised something. The tracks I was following... weren’t human. They were wolftracks. I braked, turned around and cursed myself for not paying attention. It figured I wouldfinally find wolf tracks when I was looking for some poor person who was barefoot in the middleof nowhere. I traced my steps carefully, trying to find where the human footsteps had branchedoff.A snarl sounded from the trees. I gasped and whirled around just in time to see a pure white blurflash through the forest. The blur was barrelling toward me and before I had time to react, it wason top of me. I caught a glimpse of cold black eyes, bared fangs closing around my neck.Everything went dark.***I woke face-down in a pitch-black cave to something warm and wet near my crotch. I gasped andjumped, only to discover I was tied down. I screamed out, and something hot slammed over mymouth. It pressed down hard on my face. The thing was hard and furry. It felt almost like a paw.And down below, something else was sniffing me. I realised I was completely naked. The thingwas sniffing my exposed skin, short puffs of air blowing on my pussy lips. I gasped sharply.Suddenly, something very wet and very warm shot out and stroked me up my slit. It felt like atongue, but... not a human one. The tongue dove in further, licking me rapidly. I gasped again,this time for an entirely different reason. It was much longer than a human tongue, and I couldfeel it snaking its way into my vagina. It probed my entrance, gently flicking my opening beforeeasing further inside. “S-Stop!” I yelled between gasps. The licking intensified. The creature wastongue-fucking me now, rapidly thrusting its inhumanly long tongue deep inside me. Then itpulled out and licked my clit. I groaned and dug my hands into the soft ground. It was nothuman, but it seemed to know what it was doing. The sensation was incredibly distracting, andsoon I gave into the feeling, ignored my kidnapping, ignored the inhuman thing. My hipsbucked, and pressed into the creature’s face, begging for more.The creature moved away from my pussy. I felt a shuffling, then a great pressure on my back. Agreat, furry pressure. A heavy, hot, furry body, panting into my ear, growling softly. Sinewy,bony fur-covered arms wrapped around my naked body. And below, something hard probing atmy dripping wet entrance.“No!” I screamed.“Enough, Renegade,” growled a low human voice. Instantly the wolf lifted off me and steppedaway. I shivered.A voice close to my ear whispered, “We’ll take you in our human forms.” [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]