Later that night Miranda laid in Leland's arms, quietly stroking his chest. Her life had turned so quickly. Her Alpha Bitch Junice stayed with her the entire time she made her call and packed her bag. When they arrived at the den she was introduced to the head beta, Alpha Draven's second Michael.
From that moment she had been touched and petted and snuggled by nearly every member of the pack. At first she was embarrassed and unsure, but Leland explained that they were getting to know her and welcoming her. She had noticed a small group of women that had held themselves apart from the rest. When she asked Leland he looked over and told her not to worry, they would come around sooner or later.
Her bond with him was growing stronger as the day passed. Now she found it interesting that if a stray thought ran through his mind, she would catch it. She would especially catch it when it was a strong sexual need to be alone with her. Images of them together would flash in her mind and she would fidget. Once he realized what he was doing he chuckled and spoke through their bond that he wished this welcoming would go faster.
She returned the sentiment. Then she told him how much she wanted to feel him inside her again. A sudden flash of him filling her, stretching her pussy with his hybrid cock had her gasping and her breath leave her.
"Leland, stop teasing Miranda," Junice scolded while smiling brightly.
Leland apologized and went back to his dinner as Miranda tried to calm herself.
Now as she teased his chest with her fingers she wondered if she could tease him with her mind just as well. She imagined licking his neck and then gently biting it. His breath quickened, so she moved her mind down to his chest. His heart was beating faster, so she moved her mind again down further, just barely brushing her lips above his growing arousal. As she felt his body tensing she looked up to see his face.
He head was thrown back and his arms were gripping her tighter.
"Do you want me to stop?" she asked. He looked like he was in pain and she didn't want to cause him pain.
"Don't you dare," he said and looked down at her.
The lust and love she saw there in his eyes spurred her on. She leaned up and slithered over him. When she kissed him he leaned in to deepen it. When she did a long slow rub down his body he shuddered. Oh goodness it felt wonderful to have power over him.
Along slow rumble sounded and it took a minute for her to realize that the sound came from her own throat. That interested her enough that she tested herself even further, seeing what she did, or what he did that would make the sound come again.
She was having so much fun in that that she failed to see that his eyes had changed, his arms had hardened, and his cock was harder than stone. As she continued to tease him with both her mind and her body he was barely restraining his wolf from coming forward.
Miranda moved down his body, she found it fascinating that she could do both things at once. As her mind teased and nibbled his nipples, her lips traveled down to his hard cock. They hadn't done this before and she was curious to what he would taste like, what smells she would find. She nuzzled his hip and moved closer. Taking a deep breath she smelled his natural scent. It was such a wonderful smell that she buried her nose and took it in deeper. Then she touched the tip of her tongue to just under his curly hair above his cock. His body jerked and she placed her hands on his legs.
She then moved it down closer to the tip of his cock and she was inspired to move her mind to the same spot. Her intention was to see how far she could go, how much of her teasing he could withstand. As she tasted and teased his cock she found she loved the flavor of him, the different textures his body had.
Suddenly she felt his hands in her hair and she giggled.
"You like torturing me?" he growled and tightened his grip.
She just moaned around his cock and tried to test how much of him she could take into her mouth. Then as she did she sent her mind further down and teased his sack. At his growl she knew he was closer to letting his wolf out. She moved her mouth, tasting and licking and dragging her teeth over him as her mind did the same for his balls.
When his hands tightened even more, when his hips jerked and trembled, and his growls grew to a constant rumble she knew she had to have him. She had him to a point where he was holding on to her hair the same as he was his control and it was time to let him have her.
She looked up and saw how lost he was. "Leland," she said and licked his hip again. When he pried his eyes open and looked down at her she gasped at the emotions and the need running through him. She found her voice again and asked almost too quietly, "Do you want to make love to me now, or do you want to fuck me?" It was a fine distinction for her, but one she thought she already understood. What she wanted was for him to fuck her, in every way he knew how to.
"How do I answer that?" he asked and pulled her up along his body slowly so that she could feel what she had done to him, so that every possible inch of her rubbed against his cock. "Right now we want to fuck and mate with you all over again, but you are still new and deserved to be treated better than that."
"Leland I didn't ask you that to put you in a bad position. But because I was hoping that you would want the second, and save the first for later, because I don't want it easy. I want to feel you take me, to make me submit. I want that so much."
At her words he flipped them over and feasted on her lips, his wolf slowly coming forward to change in stages. For everything she had just said he still didn't want to scare her and neither did his wolf. He took her legs and spread them wide, and then he pulled her up until she was nearly folded in half. As she watched he dove into her pussy and chewed on her lips, taking as much of her nectar as he could.
His wolf wanted a taste as well and before he could even think to reason with him he leapt forward and took over.
Miranda watched with lust as her handsome wolf changed above her. His face changed and lengthened, his shoulders becoming broader, he even seemed to gain some height. Although that could have been just the angle that she was folded into to make it seem that way. He freshly grown fur, as dark as the hair on his head, brushed her legs and buttocks as he moved, making her feel like she was pressed against soft down. He had fully changed to his wolf this time and she was in awe at the sight of him.
But all that vanished as his long tongue slid up her slit. The raspy feeling more than she could have imagined it would have felt and sent her pleasure soaring higher.
Leland growled into her moist depths. Her taste saturated his senses and imbedded there in his mind and he would never forget this taste. He heard her low growls and his long ears twitched to hear more. He thrust his tongue deeper and she began to move her hips to meet him. His snout pressed up against her clit and her movements caused it to rub hard and quick over it. When she roared her pleasure he pressed in tighter to her clit and thrust faster with his tongue wanting her to come, needing to heard her scream his name.
A moment later he got his wish.
"Leland!" she screamed as her body began to convulse and jerk wildly from the force of her orgasm. Her body was washed with wave after wave of pure animal pleasure. As she began to calm down she felt him withdraw his tongue from her sensitive pussy, then she gasped in surprise when she flipped her over and pulled her to her knees.
Miranda looked back as she again moved her hair out of the way and waited for her mate to take her.
"Please Leland," she said as watched him hesitate. She could hear him wagging his inner war not to hurt her. She smiled a bit as she knew how much he loved her and wanted to please her. But she wanted this, need this from him.
