Danthon wants to run away from the village where he is an outcast and join the wolf-men who have haunted his dreams, so he meets three of them in a forest clearing by the light of the full moon, ready to take in their seed and bond with them all...MoreDanthon wants to run away from the village where he is an outcast and join the wolf-men who have haunted his dreams, so he meets three of them in a forest clearing by the light of the full moon, ready to take in their seed and bond with them all...
This sensuous erotic paranormal tale features an all-male foursome, with anal and oral sex, rimming, and double penetration.Excerpt:Look this way, boy, said the third voice.Heart in his throat, Danthon turned to the direction of the voice. His mouth went dry. The man before him was tall and broad-shouldered, with a massive chest well-covered with dark hair, and arms thicker than most mens thighs.
This was the wolf-man he had seen in his dreams -- seen before he knew what a wolf-man was, before he had found a way to ask the right questions that wouldnt have him whipped as a lunatic.Its you! he breathed, and he fell to his knees on the clearing floor.
Please, Master, he begged, take me into your pack. I want to join you. I have been dreaming about you for days! Was it you who sent me the dreams? You were always the one I saw in them.His face was downturned, so he felt the mans hand on his cheek before he saw him approach. No need for this humility, lad, said the elder wolf. For that was what he was, Danthon knew: the leader of this small pack, the one who had sired the other two -- not as a father, but as a lover.That was how the wolf-men made more of their kind.
He had learned that much in his dreams, in the way that in dreams he would sometimes simply know things without knowing how he knew.Lift your head, said the master of the pack, and Danthon looked up at him, and into his golden-brown eyes that glimmered like amber in lamplight.
Those eyes gazed upon him steadily, weighing him in the balance just as the blacksmith weighed iron ingots before melting them down. That was what he wanted, Danthon realised: to be melted down and re-forged, made into something new. Something stronger and nobler than he had been before.He held his breath and kept his gaze steady, not blinking or looking away, though the weight of the masters gaze was hard to bear.
Finally, the master let go of Danthons chin and nodded. Hell do, he said to the other two. Looking back at Danthon, he added, That is, if youre sure this is what you want.Im sure, said Danthon. I have wanted this for a long time. And I know what you need to do. I am willing. I -- He bit his lip. The truth was, he wanted just this, exactly what they were offering, more than he was willing to reveal. Since hed first figured out what his prick was for, he had longed to meet a man like the master of the pack, a man bigger and older and stronger than him who could pin him and hold him down.
He had never had it, or anything close, except in his imagination.Look how he blushes! said the tall wolf-man. Oh, he wants it all right. Wants it bad,..