WOLF LOYALTY

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Better Off Not Knowing

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In the time I hesitate, Rogers has changed the subject.

So now you know what I am. Do you… do you still want to go ahead with the fake marriage? I must warn you, living together is more dangerous than us remaining friends since we’ll be in close contact more often.”

For a split second, I wonder if I should press the issue of why he came back, but I decided that I’m better off not knowing.

I’m done with digging up Roger’s secrets.

They hurt too much. I don’t know if I can withstand another bombshell like this one.

I trust you.” That much I know for sure.

Rogers doesn’t seem as sure. “I don’t know if you should.”

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You’ve never hurt me. If it wasn’t for you, I would have been hurt really badly.”

Rogers nods, but he doesn’t look like he believes me.

I lean back, thinking, that the silence is no longer awkward. If I’m going to do this, I want to be all in. I want to see Rogers, to know all of him. He’s carried this alone for too long.

Can you show me?

Show you?”

“The wolf. I have only gotten a glimpse before, and I was terrified. I’d like to see you again.”

A hint of grin tugs at Rogers’s lips. “Really?”

“Really.”

“Not here. We’re not like normal wolves- we’re a lot bigger. I’m sure you remember.

There’s a game reserve a couple of miles from here we use to run in. Running in our wolf forms is amazing when we’re in Control.”

Then what are we waiting for?”

The grin is now firmly in place. “Let’s go.”

I try not to let on how nervous I really am. I want to see, I do, but I still remember how terrifying that wolf was.

You know, pretending is pretty useless when you’re in a car with a werewolf. I can smell your fear.”

Crap, I forgot to ask about the senses.

You have a wolf’s sense of smell even when you’re human?”

“Yeah. Strength and hearing too. It comes in handy, I can tell you. You’d be amazed at the stuff people think they can get away with just because you can’t see them.”

I’m certainly glad I know. I’ll have to be careful not to say anything I don’t want Rogers to hear within a mile of him. Of course, I can’t control what scents my body produces

“I’m just nervous. It’s not every day you see a gigantic wolf up close. Perhaps I need a distraction.”

A distraction, hm? Did you know that with my heightened senses, driving is very easy for me, even if I’m doing something else at the same time?”

I don’t know where he’s going with this, but the sexy note in his voice is promising.

I’m not sure I believe you. Perhaps you should offer me some proof?”

In answer, Rogers lifts my skirt, moving his hand up my thigh. I watch the road, sure we’re about to swerve, but it seems Rogers is right. We stay steadily in the center of the lane.

His hand reaches my panties. I tip my head back against the car seat as he presses onto them. My clit starts to throb, demanding attention.

I grab Rogers’s hand, moving it fractionally further up so that his finger is positioned directly over my clit. He starts moving it in swift circles.

“Rogers – we’ll crash ”

“You might, but I won’t.”

I glance once more at the road to ensure we’re still going straight, then surrender myself.

Rogers pulls the top of my panties down a little, just enough so that he can get his finger inside them. The feeling of his index finger on my bare clit ignites me. I moan loudly, tilting my hips forward.

Rogers quickly works me up into a fever pitch of pleasure. I close my eyes, letting his divine fingers do their work.

Rogers I-I’m going

The orgasm crashes into me with enough force to knock me onto my back, had I not been pressed against the car seat.

I scream and clamp my hand over Rogers’s, silently begging him to go harder, faster.

He does, wringing every last drop of pleasure out of me. I go limp in my seat, panting, gathering my senses.

When I look over, Rogers is smirking at me.

“How’s that for a distraction?”

I don’t even want to know what I smell like right now.”

“You smell divine. Desire is the most delectable scent, especially on you.”

I glance down at Rogers’s lap to see his cock creating a bulge in his pants. “Exactly how good is your concentration while driving?”

I… not that good.”

I sigh in exaggerated disappointment. “Way to lead a girl on.”

I don’t want to risk hurting you more than I already am.”

“Well, when you put it that way…”

Don’t worry, we’ll be there soon. There’s plenty Of privacy at the game reserve.

Privacy sounds good.

I manage to keep my hands off Rogers for the rest of the drive. His cock slowly goes down, but it won’t stay that way for long if I have anything to say about it.

Once we get to the reserve, Rogers and I duck under a section of loose fence. It’s mostly hidden by bushes, but Rogers knows exactly where to find it.

Here, in the trees, just in case anyone is about. There’s a nice clearing that’s a good place for me to shift.”

My nerves are mounting again, but I follow him without protest. When we get into the clearing Rogers mentioned, I brace myself.

You don’t need to be afraid. I’m in control.

I won’t hurt you.”

I nod and give him a faint smile. Rogers closes his eyes and appears to concentrate. As before, it happens so quickly that I can barely track it. One moment, Rogers is standing in front of me.

The next, he’s a wolf. A huge wolf, more bear-sized than wolf-sized. I automatically take a step back but catch myself.

It’s just Rogers.

The wolf has gray fur with bits of white in it.

The eyes are dark brown. Apart from its size, it looks like a normal wolf.

I take a few steps forward, stretching my hand out. Rogers lets me stroke his fur. I giggle in amazement. His huge tail starts wagging.

It looks so dog-like that I double over laughing. “You’re just a big puppy, aren’t you?”

It really is just Rogers. In a different body, maybe, but at his core, he’s still the same person.

“Can I ride you?”

Can a wolf look smug?

Not like that! Get your mind out of the l gutter, Rogers.” He matches my laugh with a series of small yips.

Well? Don’t pretend you don’t know what I mean.

In answer, he goes to his knees, leaving his back low enough for me to climb on. All nervousness is gone as I Scramble up. To tangle my hands in his thick fur.

Rogers waits for a moment to make sure I’m settled. Then he starts running.

I’ve never ridden a wolf before – obviously but I’m fairly certain normal wolves don’t run this fast. It’s exhilarating, to watch the forest flash by. I screw my eyes up against the wind, wanting to see everything.

Rogers’s gait is so smooth that I barely need to hold on. I let go with one, then two hands. Throwing both hands into the air, I let out a whoop. I grab his fur again when he leaps over a log.

I’m not sure how long we run for. I’m laughing, my voice lost in the rushing of the passing air.

Suddenly, Rogers stops dead. I can feel the tension in his muscles beneath me.

Should I get off his back, or stay on?

When Rogers goes to his knees again, I understand his intent and slithers off. He shifts to human, putting an arm around my waist and drawing me behind a large tree.

He puts a finger to his lips as if I needed the warning. I don’t know what’s wrong, but clearly, something is.

I peer through the trees, trying to see what he has sensed. It doesn’t take long.

I swear, I heard someone screaming. This wouldn’t be the first time a poacher has gotten on the wrong side of some lions.”

Leave lions to a well-deserved meal,” another grumble.

“I would, except the boss wouldn’t be happy. Come on, it was somewhere around here.”

I glance at Rogers in panic. What do we do? Why has he shifted back into his human form? We could be running from them right now.

The voices are close, and soon they will be upon us.

Very quietly, Rogers starts drawing me back. I almost start to think we’re going to get away when my foot hits a stick.

The stick cracks with a sound like a gunshot.

We both freeze.