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through the pants, rubbed a few times--watching my eyes the whole time. I’m guessing he watched the fear slip right out and the desire creep back in. He knew what he was doing. Rub a pussy’s pussy and you’ve got her looking for cream. It’s as simple as that.
     
     
    He told me, “There’s not enough room in here for me to get your pants off of you.”
     
     
    I arched beneath him. Man, I wanted to be fucked so bad I couldn’t stand it. My fingers, which had been pushing him just minutes before, were clawing into him. I begged, “You can do it. Just rip them off.”
     
     
    See how I like it? A little rough, without real pain. I like to walk the edge. I’m a cat, I like to play at balance, tiptoe the tight rope.
     
     
    “Don’t tempt me,” Bark said, but he didn’t stop rubbing. He just kept enjoying the writhing I was doing.
     
     
    When he had me half out of my mind, he asked, “What’s your name?”
     
     
    I moaned, “Wha--what--?” Nah. I wasn’t thinking at all by then.
     
     
    “Your name, pussy.” He swallowed my next moan, kissed me plenty, all the way down my throat, and back to my mouth again.
     
     
    I came up for air, gasping, “Letha. My name’s Letha.”
     
     
    Mr. Tongue deep-throated me a little, rewarding me for that information. I like necking and petting, and the tease was what I lived for, so it was all good. But, eventually, there comes a point where you gotta ease that itch completely. I had to beg, “Let me up.”
     
     
    Surprise of surprises, he did. Just at the asking. Like all that intensity from before was gone completely. Not that we weren’t both hot, ready and rocking. But the minute he backed up the slightest bit, I put my hands to my pants, undid the closure and was squirming them over my hips. Didn’t get them past my knees, though.
     
     
    I don’t care how big that car was, it wasn’t big enough. The windows were tinted, though. I liked that. And the seats were custom leather, broad. Roomy. Thank Gaia.
     
     
    Bark didn’t have to look down. The minute I had my snatch out from under the cover of the pants, his nose wrinkled with appreciation. His demeanor of control slipped and he rose up over me, undoing his own pants.
     
     
    He warned me, “This is gonna hurt.”
     
     
    I know my eyes flashed, and darkened. I laid back. “I expect it to hurt good.”
     
     
    “Oh, it will,” he promised.
     
     
    He pushed my legs apart as far as the pants would let them go, and reached down to feel how wet I was--releasing the scents of eight other men between us. He paused for a minute or two, confused, like he was having second thoughts.
     
     
    The man thinks too much.
     
     
    “What are you waiting for?” It pissed me off. I reached down and pulled his hand out of the way. “Just put it in. I’m ready.” My attitude worked.
     
     
    Holding himself, he brought the head of his cock close, rubbed over my furry patch, probed the lips of my labia, slicked up the outside, teased at the entrance. I closed my eyes, steeling myself for a tight fit and a hard thrust.
     
     
    “I want to fuck you deep,” he said, letting go so he could lean over me. I felt him tremble, saw his big arms brace against the door and the seat, and thought again how cool he was, all massive and everything like that.
     
     
    “So do it,” I taunted. “Stop thinking about it.”
     
     
    I had never had a garou before. Every freaking color, size and shape of cat and man both, but never a dog. Never a werewolf.
     
     
    He pushed. Not deep and hard like I expected--like I winced for--like he promised.
     
     
    Just popped the head in. And oh, my Gaia. I hung on.
     
     
    And he hung on.
     
     
    I don’t know what happened to the bracing, ‘cause he came down on me, kissing me again, nuzzling my neck and whispered, “I can’t hold back much more.”
     
     
    I couldn’t say anything to that. I was still hanging. There was a true, virginal feel to the way he