Twilight's Wolves

Crossing the border Dean shifts back, "Don't wait up," he says to the other two. Greeting Chipper who jumps on him wagging his tail happily, "How you doing boy?"

They've grown close since he saved him from the vamps and carried him to the vet.

"Doing good I see," said Dean checking him over. Chipper barks in joy along with the other dogs as he finds a stick to throw for them.

...

"Feeling better?" asks Sam, seeing Dean back to his old self, lounging at his campfire.

"Yes actually, much better," said Dean thinking of how he felt before he ate the vamps and after. Hoping there wasn't any correlation, though he knew better.

Pushing away his grim thoughts, he offers Sam a seat and fills him in on everything that's happened.

"Any thoughts?" asked Dean.

"No, I agree we should be more like a pack and not do things alone, but we're not wolves. Situations arise that we can't foresee, and we can only do our best given the circumstances," said Sam.

Dean snorted, "How very philosophical of you."

Sam chuckled, "I was planning on attending college after all."

They talked a bit more late into the evening. Sam got up when it was time to go, "Take care Dean, remember this is all new to us, even you when it comes to having a pack."

...

It was the weekend, and Dean was heading over to Leah's bright and early wanting to make up for all the missed time of late.

Bumping into her mom Sue on the way to the door frightening her as she fumbled with her keys.

"Oh, Dean!" she exclaimed clutching her chest, "Didn't see you there, I'm afraid that I'm on my way out, got called in. Couple of nurses on duty today called in sick, so they're a bit short staffed at the moment."

"That's a shame, do you at least get paid extra for working on your days off?" asked Dean sympathetically.

"Sometimes, it's a bit complicated, you don't need to hear this, you came for Leah, well she's inside sleeping still. Harry will be gone all day on his fishing trip with Billy and Charlie, and Seth is at a friend's house, so the house is yours, just don't do anything I wouldn't do," she warns playfully.

"I would never do anything you wouldn't do Mrs. Clearwater," Dean smirked.

She giggled, "Have I ever mentioned how bad you are?"

"All the time," he smiled.

She kissed his cheek, "Be good Dean, I'll see you later."

"See ya later," said Dean, changing his plans for the day as he watched her drive away.

Entering the house with a happy grin, he went to Leah's room.

Quietly opening the bedroom door, making sure not to wake her, he gazed upon his girlfriend's adorable sleeping form.

Carefully stripping her blankets, he briefly debated whether she would be angry with him after as he slowly began tearing away her nightwear like paper.

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Leaving her bare he gazed upon her glorious nude form for a moment. Admiring her body's assets from her lips to her tits, to her ass, and that model-like body, she had it all.

Stripping his clothes, he gingerly lays between her legs, taking a whiff of his future meal. He wasn't sure if it was the wolf part of him or not but he found her natural scent and taste irresistible.

Giving a nice long lick from bottom slit to clit before diving in. Delitaclly moved his arms under her legs when she moved, her body reacting beautifully as her pelves sought his lips and tongue.

Her sleeping moans grew as unintelligible words slipped out. Turning into the familiar, "Yes," she moaned, "Yes, yes, Dean," she moaned.

His throat hummed in satisfaction at hearing his name upon her sleeping lips. The pure pleasure of knowing your loved one dreamed of you and you alone could not be understated.

Gripping her waist he continued his ministrations, enjoying the way her body responded.

She began to stir as her hand traveled south, reaching his head and grabbing his hair.

"Yes, more," she moaned eyes slowly fluttering open.

"Almost, Dean, yes, almost, Dean, Dean, Dean?" her voice pittering out as the name becomes a question at last as she lifts her head, eyes opening wide in shock upon meeting her boyfriend's eyes between her legs.

"DEAN!?" she screams/moans as her body is hit with an overwhelming orgasm. Her head hitting the pillow riding it out.

"Are you crazy?!" she hisses/moans.

"What if, what if, whaaaa..." she trails off into another moan.

Her back arching considerably as he continues to feast on her sensitive flesh until he finally stops letting her collapse with labored breath.

Kissing and licking his way up, he takes his time touring the two beautiful peaks. His lips greeting the two hardened delicacies, his tongue tasting them, rolling them in between his teeth. Suckling hard on each, pulling each nipple with his lips before moving on.

Peppering her neck with kisses, he captures her lips, tongue penetrating her mouth, deepening the kiss. Growing hard knowing she could still taste herself on him as they made out.

Lining himself up he looks her in the eyes.

"Wait, wait a fucking minute Dean, what if someone heard us?" she asks breathlessly.

He grinned, "Just us babe, you think I would do this with anyone was around to hear your beautiful moans."

Blushing, she grinned, "Then what are you waiting forrrrrrrrr?" she moaned, eyes rolling into the back of her head as he plunged down to the base. Making her feel more than full as they became one.

"I can't remember the last time I had you in here, I'm going to make the most of it, so buckle up babe, because I have all day to make sure this room smells like us for years to come," he said thrusting in hard once more to punctuate his point, controlling his strength.

Licking her lips and doing that sexy bite she knew got him all hot and bothered, "Promises, promises, let's see what you got," she giggled, egging him on. 

Thrusting wildly from then on, giving her no rest as he took more than he gave, figuring the wake-up call was payment enough, and it wasn't like she was complaining as he took what he wanted. She was on the ride of her life and wasn't sure she ever wanted to get off, but the human body had limits.

Patting his back after filling her with another load, "Dean, I need a break, haven't even eaten breakfast yet."

"Oh yeah, sorry," said Dean pulling out, causing another lovely moan as he left her warmth.

Bringing his dick to her mouth, "Here, something to whet your appetite," he grinned.

Rolling her eyes she humors him, giving his dick a nice cleaning with her mouth. Nothing made him harder than having her taste him after he was just inside her. Seeing her suck his dick which was coated in their combined juices brought him to the pinnacle of satisfaction.

Of course, it wouldn't end until he released another load though. Grabbing her head he quickly facefucked her to completion. 

"Happy? Now I wish to take a shower and get some breakfast before we do anything more," she said looking for something to wipe herself.

"Yep, here," he said handing her torn nightwear to use.

"What the fuck is this? Is this my night clothes? You tore them off me, why am I not surprised, you know you're paying for a new pair, you're lucky my favorite was in the wash," she said cleaning between her legs which only made him think even more that it was worth it.

She stared at his growing hard-on, "Don't even think about it."

He grinned, "You know I can't control it, sweetheart, it knows what it wants."

"Uh-huh," said Leah walking to the shower with Dean right behind, eyes glued to her ass.

Stopping at the bathroom door, she turns to him, "Where do you think you're going?"

"I figured you must be tired after everything, so I thought I'd help you wash," he said as innocently as he could, hiding his smirk.

"We both know it won't stop there," said Leah, taking a step back while keeping her arm out to prevent him from following.

"If you're going to wash away all my hard work, I might as well get something out of it," said Dean, taking her arm away and stepping forward.

"All your hard work huh, not like we're not going to do it again at some point," Leah scoffs, "Besides you won't even fit, it's too small a space."

"Don't need much room," he grins.

Resigning herself to her fate, she turns the nob, stepping in when the water is hot enough. Sighing as he steps in behind her, feeling his dick on her ass.

Taking the shampoo from her, he begins to wash her. Starting with her hair, he takes his time massaging her scalp where she lets out a pleased moan, "Mmm."

Finished, he orders her to turn around, washing out the soap from her hair and face, kissing her before ordering her to turn around again.

Taking the soap his hands glide along her smooth wet skin. From the arms, he gently scrubs her from top to bottom, nary a linger too long on any delicates as he did his due diligence in seeing his job done.

She almost found herself disappointed from the lack of attention if not for the way his hands molded her ass.

Ready for his reward, caring not for how this would undo some of his work. His hands slipped around pulling her so she leaned on him, kissing her neck, and caressing her tits. Playing with her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, pinching and tugging ever so softly.

"Oh, Dean," she moaned.

"You dirty bastard, fuck me already," Leah balked.

"As my queen wishes, put your hands on the wall," said Dean lining himself up.

Slowly pounding away at her, smacking her ass every once in a while as her moans echoed freely.

"You really are the best, god I fucking love you, take it Leah, take it all!" said Dean pumping away.

Feeling her losing herself, her face growing ever closer to the wall as she lost strength in her arms, he pulled her back with an arm draped around her tits while the other went to work on her clit sending her into euphoria.

Thanks to his heat she didn't even realize the water turned cold, as he spun her around so only his back was being hit protecting her orgasm-riddled mind.

Drying off, he put some shorts on and stepped out into the kitchen to start a late breakfast as she did her own thing.

"Smells good, what did you make?" she asked, walking in wearing a bathrobe.

"Scrambled eggs, sausage, hashbrowns, and oj," said Dean, setting the table.

They had a light conversation, but both were ready for what came next as Dean set the dishes in the sink to clean later. Neither wanted to waste the opportunity given to them.

He turned to find Leah already starting down the hall, dropping her robe as she peaked behind her tantalizingly before continuing.

Opening her door she jumped him, kissing him as her naked pelvis rubbed against his shorts, "Why the hell are those still on, get rid of them," she growled.

"I had another idea since you've been so good to me," said Dean, setting her down on the bed with one last peck.

"Lay on your front horizontal and let me take care of you," persuaded Dean.

He then stripped and straddled her.

"Dean?" asked a confused Leah.

"Shhh, relax and enjoy, I've been wanting to do this for a while now, trust me you're going to love it," said Dean.

Her butthole puckered, thinking of the one place they have yet to try, "Dean I don't if I'm ready for that, ah," she said as his hands found her shoulders and began to massage her.

She was in utter bliss as he proceeded with the full-body deep-tissue massage.

"What, hmm, what made you think of this?" she mumbled.

"Porn," Dean chuckled though he wasn't sure she heard as she hummed in pleasure.

He worked her from her shoulders to a little bit of the arms, and then down the back. Appreciating her ass for a little longer than he should have as he took delight in spreading her cheeks and peaking inside.

Down the legs, he went, "Alright flip over, time for your front... Leah, Leeaah."

"Hmm, whaaa?" she groggily asked.

"Flip over, time for the front," said Dean smacking her ass.

"Dean!" yelped Leah.

"Flip," said Dean.

"Alright already, sheesh, can't a girl enjoy herself," said Leah, "You said this was for me didn't you?"

"I did, and a girl can, just don't fall asleep on me, you can do that next time, today is our day, so expect more fucking," said Dean.

"Whatever you say, babe," said Leah getting comfortable.

He went around and started with another scalp massage since she liked it in the shower. Resisting the urge to pull her head over the side and shove his cock down her throat. He'd save that for next time.

Working his way back around he once again started high and moved down, though he spent more time teasing her erogenous zones as there wasn't as much good massaging that could be done from the front. He'd have to buy oil for the future.

His hands and fingers moved tormentingly slow around her, brushing just past where she wanted them before taking them away.

Leah groaned, "Don't tease Dean."

Dean grinned, "Not up for a bit of edging?"

"No," said Leah flatly.

Not wishing to annoy her further, he continued with massage down her leg and then to her feet where she moaned happily once again.

"That's it, that's the stuff," said Leah joyfully.

"Is this what you meant?" asked Dean jokingly.

"Shut up and don't stop," said Leah.

After a good bit, he worked his way back up her leg, tickling the edges of her pussy before moving back up to her breasts, ignoring her groans of protest at not finishing her.

Taking both breasts in hand he worked them around the outer edge, to the center, around the areola, playing with nipples.

He then leaned forward on his side and took one into his mouth as his other hand traveled down, sliding between her pussy lips, feeling her wetness. Fingers sinking in, she hugged his head as he rubbed one out of her.

"Yes, yes, yes... yes!" she yelled, a leg spasmodic orgasm later.

Dean had her roll over once more, pulling her back so her knees rested on the floor. Gripping her ass, he spreads her cheeks to the prize inside.

Rubbing his member on the hole inside that puckered away in fear.

"Dean," said Leah warily.

"I know," said Dean, as he moved it lower, "Next time," said Dean and slid right into her tight wetness, killing any protest she may have had.

Pounding away, giving her a few slaps on the ass now and again, working her over, "God you have a great ass, you were meant for this Leah, to be bred like this," he growled, the wolf in him surfacing as he pushed in deep, gripping her ass hard.

"Ah, Dean," she moaned breathlessly.

"Weren't you!" he yelled, slapping her ass.

"Yes, yes, fuck me, breed me, Dean," she moaned into the sheets, hands gripping on for dear life as he sped up.

Thrusting away, he yelled, "Fuck, here it comes!" Driving into her, making sure to spill in her deepest parts. They climaxed together, loving the way her insides milked him.

Leaning over he quietly listens to her labored breathing feeling content. As her breathing mellowed, he readjusted them onto the bed, curling up together while still inside her. Resting his hands on her breasts, her head on his arm, she drifts off feeling fulfilled.

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