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< The Heat of the Moment >

Like deja vu Jackie woke up once again very early and very horny. She had to rub her face a bit to clear her head before getting up to check on the fireplace. Surprisingly, she not only felt refreshed from last night, but also really energized! If this was what two days of vacation would do for her then she couldn't wait to see how she felt on the morning they'd be heading back to rejoin civilization.

While her husband continued to sleep she shoved in some fresh logs and got them to light up before returning to the comfort of their bed. A few kisses on her husband's stomach and a hand over his nuts and he was popping another stiffy. He laughed down at her when he woke up to her pressing her nose to his stomach with every inch of him inside her muzzle.

"Baby, save some for tonight, ok?" He rubbed one of her ears. She slipped her muzzle off of him and smacked her lips in an exaggerated fashion before sitting upright to let the covers fall off the both of them.

"If that's what my husband wants!" She said with a smile before scooting off the bed. He reached out and grabbed her from behind and yanked her back. He had her in a kiss soon after. She sniffed at him, then laughed.

"Someone smells like they rushed their shower." She told him. Jackie had noticed his odor down toward his nethers, too, when she'd been trying to wake him. He lifted an arm and gave himself a sniff. He looked confused.

"It's not that bad." She pulled away and playfully swatted his thigh.

"Well, I say we shower together for fun. There's plenty of room, and I can't remember the last time we ever did that." She told him and he pointed out that it would have been during their honeymoon. Once they were in the shower he was all over her, but like he'd suggested before in bed he ought to be saving up for tonight. She found it rather amusing that his wish to 'save up' was actually right in line what she had planned for their family planning.

Sam was resisting the urge to get after her, and that actually worked out well for her, too. She suddenly wasn't that up for sex. It was a little bit weird. She was still horny with thoughts of a man's dick in her, but she didn't actually want to have sex. It felt a lot like when she'd get hungry but couldn't find anything she actually wanted to eat. It was a bit frustrating, but thinking of food suddenly reminded her that her stomach could stand to have some scrambled eggs and bacon. There was no doubt in her mind that her sex drive would figure out what it wanted by late afternoon or early evening.

After finishing their shower and getting dressed she noticed that the shampoo they'd used was helping her sniffer out. She didn't know what was up with her husband's scent all of a sudden, but the orange scented shampoo was something nicer than her husband smelling like he needed to wash up. Her curiosity over her husband's body odor quickly vanished once Sam started up breakfast and the aroma of bacon and eggs filled the cabin.

Not only that, but the fireplace was burning nicely with a gentle crackle and pop. Jackie really liked the smell of that wood as it burned. It smelled like it must have been cedarwood. This was like going to heaven, she thought! Having every day be just like this!

"The cabin smells so good, don't you think?" She asked him while they ate. He nodded with a big mouthful of egg and bacon.

"Plans for today?" He asked her after swallowing. She thought about it, and figured another hiking trip was in order. They'd need to figure out when they wanted to have lunch, too. While she thought about their lunch she tapped her plate with her fork and wondered about dinner, too. She was suddenly full of all kinds of thoughts, much like she was restless.

"What you thinkin'?" He asked her, knowing what her tells were for when she was deep in thought about something.

She replied with an audible hum. Her thoughts quickly went to Marshall. As she popped her last strip of bacon in her mouth she thought that maybe they could go ahead and have the him come over for dinner tonight. That'd be nice! He did say the day before that he could drive down any time. They just needed to give him a few hours heads up so he could make sure the tower was safe for him to leave unattended, and to let the other towers know he'd be gone for a little while.

Yeah, she and Sam could have him over for tonight! The idea was set in stone now, as far as she was concern. That'd be a really great idea and she was smiling with how pleased she was with thinking it up. It didn't really occur to her to ponder 'why' she thought it was a good idea.

"I think we should go for another hike. Maybe save room for dinner by just bringing those energy bars of yours with us." She told him firstly.

"Oh? Itching to freeze your buns off, huh?" He chuckled at her.

"You bet, hun!" She replied and started scraping the last of her eggs into a pile so she could push them onto her fork with a finger. "And then, why not go ahead and tell Marshall to drop by. We can do up the good steaks!"

"And break open the wine, too?" He laughed. She looked at him and finished off her eggs before nodding.

"Well, I don't know if he'd want to drink since he has to drive back to the tower." She admitted. "Marshall might not be able to, but that doesn't mean we can't."

"Yeah, we can do that. You already got a schedule thought up?" He asked her. She shook her head, but now she was excited. Dinner would be great, but the energy she was feeling was telling her this evening couldn't come soon enough! She was already itching now to be out the door and off into the woods dragging Sam along behind her. If that's what it took to make time fly then so be it!

"I don't know, but we need to make sure to let him know a few hours before." She said. In fact she went ahead and did it. Both of their phones had reception due to the good fortune of a cellular tower being somewhere in the area. She whipped up a quick text to Marshall and let him know that he was welcome to join them for dinner this evening. She told him to show up at around 4 o'clock.

"I just told him to be here by 4." She let Sam know.

"Why so early?" He asked her. Well, she thought, she was excited to have the company and she slapped down what felt like the best time. That sounded like a weak reason so she thought of a better and more sensible one.

"I don't want him to be here so late that he has to drive in the dark. It's pitch black and freezing out there at night, hun." She replied, and Sam agreed with her that it would be better to eat earlier for Marshall's sake. They didn't normally eat that early, but given that they'd have company they could alter their usual schedule. She came up behind him while he was packing a few energy bars into their hiking gear.

"And the sooner he leaves the sooner we can have some fun." She pinched him on the butt. Her little tease and bribery worked and she caught his tail swish a bit.

"Oh, really now?" Her husband laughed.

She helped him finish getting their gear together for a couple hour hike. The entire time she kept getting brief whiffs from her husband that had her thinking he was skipping out on the damn soap. It bugged her a little that his scent was so off all of a sudden, but she was getting preoccupied with their upcoming hike so she mostly put it out of mind.

With that detail dismissed they were both standing out in the chilly winter air of the forest where it no longer mattered. The scent of earth and rich pine filled both their lungs and she felt right at home. It just felt right and natural to be here of all places. Almost magical really. With her husband at her side it was easy to get lost in the art of hiking through the trails that meandered through the thick winter woods that surrounded their cabin.

And thankfully the 'art' of hiking was the only think they were lost in. The map they had with them was their precious treasure and not once did they ever stray from it's guidance. Today they picked a different trail from the one they'd taken the day before. The scenery was fresh and vibrant.

The energy bars they brought along kept them filled up while they hiked. Their conversations ranged from the trail they were on, mother nature's beauty, and what to do with the steaks for dinner. Sam told her what he thought he should cook up, and she agreed with all his suggestions. She wasn't really all that concerned about the food for this evening, but rather the joy of having Marshall over for company.

She was really hung up on that, wasn't she? Normally their days were spinning around each other, their coworkers, and family. They had surprising busy lives full of people, and her having a introvert for a husband didn't abate that one bit. Maybe being out of their normal element had her extroversion itching. Having anybody over for dinner would give her socializing needs a good scratching. They needed to go on little excursions like this more often, she decided. It'd be a good way to train herself up to better tolerate prolonged solitude with just her husband and teach her extroversion a thing or two!

When they got back to the cabin she helped Sam pick out which steaks were the best ones and they took them out of the freezer to let them thaw. In such cold weather they had no choice but to let them sit on the counter. Sam had already seasoned all the cuts they'd brought with them so once they finished thawing in their freezer bags they'd be ready to go.

This was all going to be fun! She thought about fixing herself a drink, but decided to only open the bottle of wine to let it air out before dinner. They'd brought two bottles with them since they had so many steaks to pair it with. One was a cheap bottle whereas the other was a slightly more expensive one. She picked out the expensive one, since it felt appropriate with them having a guest.

Sam pretty much had the dinner prep taken care of on his own so she decided to make sure the table was set up right with utensils and glasses, then tended to the fireplace and their bed. She got everything made and cleaned up so they wouldn't come off as a pair of vacationing slobs.

She needed to dress nice! Well, did she really? They weren't out on the town. It would feel weird to dress up super nice, but it would also feel weird not to be presentable for when Marshall showed up. He was going to be their guest! What a weird thing to worry over in the middle of the woods, she thought. It got stuck in her head though until she finally gave in and rummaged through the clothing they'd brought.

They weren't planning to dress nice in any legitimate fashion while they were out here. Sam mostly had long sleeve shirts and two nice polos just in case they did go to town. A lot of warm weather outfits. She pulled a polo out for Sam, and then thumbing through the shirts she'd brought for herself she found a few things. The nice blouse she'd worn the first night here was too wrinkled to wear again, but she did have another one that was just as good. Fortunately for her, as well, it was a shade of rosy red and she smiled at the thought of how good she'd look in it. Her skinny jeans from the first day weren't wrinkled too bad so she could wear them again. Beige pants with a red top would look sexy!

She changed outfits and fixed her hair, and tossed on a fresh coat of red over her lips. Then she made her husband change shirts and get his hair combed. He was rolling her eyes at her for acting like they were back home in civil society trying to get ready for important guests. She agreed with him, but it was a bug in her thoughts that wouldn't go away unless she did what it wanted.

Sam was about to finish the last of the steaks when Jackie heard a vehicle pull up outside. It was obviously Marshall so she grabbed the napkins they'd stacked on the kitchen counter earlier and she dropped them into their proper places on the table. The excitement of having company over suddenly peaked as she hurried to the door. She took a look outside the window and saw Marshall walking up in a pair of jeans and a leather jacket.

Snow was actually starting to fall from the sky like dandelion fuzz in the wind. And it surely must have been a bit too cold for the big wolf to wearing only jeans and a light jacket! His jacket was surely nothing more than a windbreaker what with how it seemed to wrap tightly around his broad chest and shoulders! Even with thick wolf fur he'd be feeling that kind of chill.

She waited until he knocked on the door, then quickly opened it and smiled up at the tall male.

"Hey, Jackie!" He said with a smile, then leaned to the side to peak past her and into the cabin.

"Well, come in! Sam's almost got the food done!" She replied with a swish of her tail and she stepped aside and held the door while Marshall walked in. As he walked passed her she hardly paid any notice of his nostrils flaring briefly. He looked at her for a moment and nodded as she shut the door behind him. Again she picked up the scent of whatever cologne he was wearing. Warm and sweet, but it was a lot stronger now than when they were packed into his truck.

Jackie took him by the arm and led him inside as Sam was putting the last steak onto the wide cookie sheet he'd found in the kitchen. The five big t-bones should be enough for a fox and two wolves to dine on especially with the potatoes Sam had warming in the oven.

"That smells really good, Sam!" Marshal said as she led him to the table. Sam carried the steaks over and looked over at her, noticed her leading the larger wolf by the arm, and smiled.

"Go get the potatoes, Jackie." Her husband told her, which reminded her that they would need to fetch them from the oven! She reluctantly let go of their guest and quickly moved to the oven. The aroma of steak and the burning wood from their fire was filling the whole cabin and it was so amazing! Her tail was swishing happily as she opened the oven door and found the three foil wrapped treasures. One potholder later and she had all three in a row on a plate and was delivering them to the table.

Sam was distributing the steaks to their plates with Marshall's help and then she delivered the final touch by slicing open each potato with a steak knife. Hot steam burst forth from each potato as she cut, and with a now piping hot knife she was able to scoop up a wad of butter and drop a big dose into each one. Before placing them all onto their plates she had to marvel at how delicious they looked as they sat there stretched open and oozing that sloppy goodness. Sam had given himself the largest t-bone in the stack so that he could give her and Marshall the two smaller steaks each. Wolves always had ravenous stomachs compared to foxes and two he'd given them both would be nice and filling.

"Damn, this smells good!" Marshall said and glanced her way. He and Sam were already seated so she took a seat of her own next to her husband, which put her across from Marshall at the square table.

As they ate and chatted over their meal she couldn't shake the smell that hid just beneath the surface of their food and warm fire. To her sniffer it just seemed like that warm and sweet scent was growing in intensity. What was Marshall wearing? For a moment she doubted herself and wondered if maybe she was mistaken. As she continued to pick at her food she checked off all the things it couldn't be and found herself with only one conclusion. Marshall smelled so fucking good!

And something about Sam was becoming more and more off. He was right next to her, and the longer they sat at the table the more she could pick up the faint hint that he needed a shower. She didn't like his smell at all this evening. Marshall on the other hand was warm and inviting. So very inviting! If she had no shame she would have gotten up to step around to the big wolf and give him a sniff. If it really was something Marshall had on then she would have to make him tell her what it was! She'd love it if she could make her husband smell like this every day.

She felt a tingling feeling in her loins as she thought more about the smell, which she thought was strange. It was a really delicious smell though. Maybe more alluring than the smell of her steaks, which really said a lot! Even her potato was calling out to her in funny ways as she dipped her fork into the white meat. The melted butter had a creamy white foam. It made her feel a hunger that eating couldn't satisfy.

Marshall briefly excused himself to the restroom, and she caught a whiff of him as he walked by her, and then again when he returned to the table.

"What did you use to season these?" Marshall asked her husband once he resumed his meal. Sam started explaining how he cooked the steaks while the wolf listened. She began by watching her husband, but her attention then drifted over to Marshall. Jackie watched him listen to Sam with rapt attention. His ears were up and attentive as Sam explained how he used his seasoning rub and what he did with the pan before putting the steaks on.

Oh, now she felt really warm all of a sudden. A shiver tickled her up and down her back and she went back to look at her plate. She started eating faster, but more to distract herself from everything else she was feeling. Her right leg was beginning to fidget. She tried to suppress it, but before she knew it she was quietly tapping her heel on the floor. She didn't feel anxious though! She felt... she felt really horny!

"I'll have to see if I can do this myself, but I hardly ever cook my own food." Marshall said. Her ears perked up and she listened.

"Then how do you stay fit? What do you eat?" Her husband asked.

"I eat whatever I want. Fast food, microwave junk. I just work out all the time." Was the reply. Jackie had to think to herself that Marshall really was fit. He was so athletic and strong. He was both of their juniors, too! A young heart throb of a male. Tall and confident. At his age he was still a bit inexperienced with life, but every good alpha has to start somewhere. That was a weird thing to be thinking, wasn't it, she thought.

"So you only look healthy then! You're not actually healthy." Sam laughed, and Marshall joined him and nodded.

"You could say that. I bet I have crap cholesterol." He replied, and her husband mentioned that it was a good thing the wolf was still under 25. God, he really was younger than her! And he looked good! And he smelled good! They feeling in her loins grew larger to encompass her gut and she was finding it more and more difficult to concentrate on what remained of her meal. Oh, he was in his absolute prime, and she dwelled on that thought for way too long and she had to blink and stare at her plate.

"You're really digging through that, Jackie." Sam chuckled as he noticed she'd polished off her first steak and was trying to decimate her second. If only he knew.

"It's really good, hun." She told him with a smile.

"Yeah, buddy, these are delicious! Thank you both for inviting me. I'll have to think up some way to return the favor." He told the both of them. While Sam told him he was very welcome she let her thoughts linger on what the wolf meant by returning the favor. She fit a bit uncomfortable with herself when she thought that.

"Yes, Marshall, we're enjoying having you with us tonight." She said with a smile. It came nice and easy, that smile. It was a natural one that she was grateful she'd been able to pull off. She was feeling anxious all of a sudden with this intense feeling she was feeling between her legs. Oh, this was a very new feeling! She couldn't recount a time where she'd felt like this. Like, what was going on? She felt herself getting distracted again with her right leg bouncing a little faster.

She heard Marshall sniff, and she looked up from her plate to see him looking at her. His eyes were fixated on hers and she grew embarrassed and looked back down to her plate. Sam asked the wolf what his plans were the rest of the week since he was volunteering at the tower. Marshall paused briefly before turning his attention back to her husband.

"Well, not much, really. I brought some magazines and a mobile hotspot with my laptop. I'll just browse the internet and read in between looking out to see nothing's on fire." He answered.

"That sounds boring." Her husband replied.

"Yeah, you got that right, buddy, but it's an easy side job. And it tends to impress people when I tell them 'em about it." The wolf replied. She was impressed! That smell was so much stronger now that she couldn't stand it. It smelled so damn good! She popped the last bite of steak in her mouth and hurriedly chewed it before wiping her hands with her napkin. Jackie needed to take a breather and step away. Make some distance between her and that heavenly scent!

"Hey, I'm going to go the restroom." She said and patted the table next to her husband as she stood. Her legs felt weak, but she managed to stay upright and make a good show of walking normally to the bathroom door. The further she got from the table the stronger the feeling deep in her belly grew. It was almost like it was angry at her for walking away!

When she got herself into the bathroom she had to put her hands on the countertop to keep herself from doubling over. The heat in her belly was getting so intense now that she was fighting to keep her legs and tail still. It just kept getting worse! None of this was normal and it was starting to make her really panic!

She was hot all over, but it wasn't like she felt sick or like she was dying of heat stroke. It was like her womb was on fire, but not a single bit of her hurt. That warmth just radiated out from her core and it was just this non stop persistent ache! It throbbed in her belly harder and harder as she stood, looking at herself in the mirror on trembling legs.

The woman she saw looking back at her in the reflection looked so much like a different person! This was someone she'd never met before. Her ears were folded back like she was in submission and her eyes were fully dilated. God, it was like she was high on something! She shut her eyes and fumbled blindly to find the faucet handle. She got both of her hands soaked with cold water and cupped them to splash her face. The chill soaked through her fur and she sighed with relief. The cool water helped, but it did nothing to stave off the fire in her gut that was now spreading wider through her hips. It throbbed within her until she felt a needy, tingling, fire burn at both sides of her abdomen. She wanted to put it out, but she didn't know how!

Oh, this was bad. She opened her eyes and saw herself wet in the mirror. She wiped her face and let the water drip off her hand as she watched her now panting face looking back at her with eyes half hidden by heavy lids. She wore the most perfect looking bedroom eyes and she rapidly blinked to try and right herself, but it didn't work. Her ears were still back in submission and she no longer felt like she was in control of her own body.

She rubbed her face hard and flicked her hands into the sink to sling more water down. She had to do something! Her face was still wet. She grabbed the hand towel off the counter and buried her face into it. Her nostrils flared hard and she threw the towel down to the counter and backed away. Her nose flared again against her will and she gasped just as an extra powerful throb pounded her deep in the belly.

That smell! The towel smelled so fucking good! It smelled just like Marshall! He'd washed his hands in here! He'd used that towel and she was smelling his scent on the towel. She'd never managed to smell a man through something like that before! She hardly even noticed her husband's smell on his clothes when she did the laundry!

Her heart was absolutely pounding in her chest. She was so fucking dense! Dense! Jackie looked at herself in the mirror. She was in heat! It wasn't supposed to hit her this quickly was it? It took time and she was suppose to see it coming! How long has this been happening to her? Why didn't she notice it until now?

And was it normal for everything to smell this strong? It was so intense! Marshall, her husband? Things were all coming together now. Her 'wild' sex drive that even her husband had noticed before even she did! Shit, shit, shit, she thought rapidly in a panic. Didn't she just last night think it strange that her husband came so much? That was because she was going into heat!

God, this was so bad! She didn't have her phone on her. She couldn't text Sam to have him send Marshall away because she was in heat, oh God, this is why women never went outside before the pill. Another throb hit her belly and her knees slapped together and she almost dropped to the floor. She staggered forward and grabbed the edge of the counter to keep herself from falling to the tile.

Her nose flared again and she caught the frail scent coming off the towel next to her and she shook her head. She couldn't stop her nose from hunting for the source of that wonderful aroma and she finally dropped to her knees as her knuckles turned white under her fur from how hard she was clinging to the counter.

She let go with one hand, then clenched it back to the counter again. No, she couldn't! God, she wanted to smell it so badly! What was she going to do? Her hand was clenching and relaxing with an erratic rhythm. It took everything she had to keep her body as still as she was. She held her breath for a long time to stop the smell, but she had to breathe. She sucked in a lungful of air, and Marshall's alluring scent along with it.

Her hand left the counter and slapped at the countertop until she found the towel. She jerked it to her face and buried her nose into it. Once, twice, three times she took deep drags with her nose like she was smoking a cigar until she was green in the face. Her eyes were rolling back in her head by the time the next throb hit her in the gut. She dropped the towel and it fell to the floor.

It was light a bolt of lighting was now running up and down her spine. Jackie was clenching her pussy at thin air while her thighs rubbed against each other until it felt like the jean fabric would catch fire. It was too hot! Her crotch was burning up so much! She grabbed the counter and hauled herself back up to her feet and doubled over the sink.

Quickly, she undid the buttons of her jeans and jerked them down her hips until she was wiggling them down her legs. Her legs, which had been so weak moments before, were obeying her solidly now that she was stripping herself bare. Jackie freed herself of them with a strong kick, but the burning wouldn't go away. The dull ache was growing angrier the longer she denied it, and she hooked her thumbs under the sides of her thong and she tossed them down her legs. The pussy soaked fabric hit the tile with a wet thud.

Jackie looked at her cunt to see she was sopping wet. She touched a finger to her lips and she shivered instantly and locked her knees together. When she pulled her finger away there was a long clear strand connecting her finger to her pussy. She'd never seen herself get this wet before! It wasn't even like water it was sticky and clung to her fingers.

She was yanking off her shirt thoughtlessly now. Her body was burning up and she couldn't cool herself down. Her hand fell back to her pussy as she dropped her top and two fingers slipped inside. Nothing could have stopped her from moaning as tendrils of pleasure flowed up her spine from where her fingers teased herself.

But it wasn't enough. She pulled at the front of her bra until the clasp snapped. Dropping to her knees she began to rub herself harder, but no matter how hard or fast she moved her fingers it wasn't enough! Jackie was mauling her cunt with a finger nestled to either side of her clit and yet she couldn't cum! God, why couldn't she cum! Someone knocked on the door and she bolted upright from where she sat. In her panic she experienced a single brief moment of sobriety before succumbing again to her incredible heat.

"Did you fall in?" It was Sam's voice, and she fell into a full panic. She was sitting naked fingering herself in the middle of the bathroom! Her cunt was sopping wet so what was she supposed to do! She struggled to her feet and tried to think what to do, or what to say.

"N-no, Sam. I'm fine." She said. She was panting every word. Why was this so strong? This couldn't be normal! She'd never seen a woman act this way before!

"You sure?" She could hear the concern in her husband's voice, and it made her ache for him. It wasn't supposed to happen like this! Why had she been so hell bent on having a guest tonight? Marshall's scent in the air reminded her why and she chew her lip to silence a moan as her fingers slipped across her clit.

"Yes!" She countered and moved off toward the shower. No, there was no way could she take a shower now of all times! Sam was at the door and Marshall was out there with him. She needed... She needed a man! She was in heat, and this was what she was waiting for. It's what her body needed! Sam could do it. Sam could solve this! All Jackie needed to do was explain to him that she was in heat and that Marshall needed to scram, right? Yeah, that was it! She could, she could totally do that!

She couldn't just fuck Sam. No, Marshall was here outside in the cabin. The big wolf needed to leave. He needed to leave before he fucked her, before Sam fucked her, right? She blinked and rubbed her face. She tried sorting her thoughts to think of a way to tell Sam what to do. She thought of him, then of Marshall and she suddenly doubled over and gasped with surprise as she came. Her hand had never left her cunt and she'd finally had an orgasm.

"You sure you're ok?" Sam was still at the door while she was reeling on the tile. She managed to get her hand away from her cunt long enough to stick her fingers in her mouth. The taste was so wonderful! She tasted so good, but it wasn't enough! That orgasm was just a little teaser of what she really needed! She needed to get fucked and bred! A cock was what she needed. Sam needed to tell Marshal that she needed a cock. She had to tell Sam!

"Sam! Come in, please!" She asked loudly. Jackie was already on her feet. Now that she had a goal in her sights the shaking of her legs faded and she could stand strong. The energy boiling within her now had direction, and then her husband opened the door just a little. Before he could finish asking her what was wrong she opened the door wider and grabbed his arm and yanked him into the bathroom with her free hand slamming the door shut behind him.

Now she had a man! She forced her lips over his. His eyes were wide with shock, but his nose was flaring hard as her heat hit his nose. As she groped his crotch Jackie found he was popping an erection almost instantly. Look at that! Just look at how fast this little fox was getting stiff! She pushed Sam down and buried her nose into his neck. Tiny hints of Marshall's scent was on her husband, but he mostly smelled bad. She ignored it.

"Jackie, what the hell!" He was freaking out and pushing at her arms even as he was clearly taking in deep drags of her scent as it radiated off her like heat from a fire. "Are you in heat!"

He sounded so surprised! Surely he knew what a woman in heat smelled like! His cock sure did! She just wished that bulge was bigger! Her husband didn't have enough meat to satisfy her fingers as she tried to trace the outline in his pants. Why couldn't he be better hung like a larger canine, like a wolf!

Just like Marshall.

She instantly started shuddering against her husband's chest as the thought of a wolf forcing himself in her cunt, and splitting her open, entered her mind. She needed to get fucked so badly!

"Yes!" She almost shouted and buried herself harder into his neck to find some extra trace of that wonderful smell. She lost it in his fur and crinkled her nose in frustration. She kept sniffing and searching until she was lost in his shirt. Nothing, nothing, nothing. God, she needed that smell in her again! She shuddered with frustration and pushed herself up whilst pinning him beneath her with all her weight and strength.

"Sam!" She swung her leg over and straddled him. He was so fucking horny for her now and pitching the hardest tent she'd ever seen him pop. Even on their honeymoon he didn't look this aroused. Drool dripped from her as she spoke. "I'm in heat, hun, and I need to get fucked! You were supposed to knock me up, Sam!"

Something about what she said didn't sit right with her. This wasn't how she wanted to get knocked up. Whatever fantasy she had planned for their vacation wasn't panning out the way she wanted! The joy and excitement she'd felt the day they first arrived at the cabin was... hollow. Something now felt incomplete about her plan.

Jackie was so fucking horny, but she didn't want her husband. She stopped rubbing his cock and tried to imagine him with her, and couldn't. She kept seeing a big wolf like Marshall. It was his face she saw hunched over her body and sticking her with his poker. No! No, this wasn't right! It was supposed to be Sam!

"No, no, no, no." She started repeating more to herself. No, she couldn't let this happen. This was all because of her heat! Suddenly all at once she felt a little bit sober. Sober, she had to take advantage of this moment while she had the strength. "Hun, I'm in heat. Bad. We need to tell Marshall to leave!"

Yes, get him to leave. She scrambled up to her feet and her husband followed her. She almost toppled over on legs now vibrating with excitement. He tried to catch her, but she was already up without him. The smell of her heat intoxicated him and he fell into the crook of her neck and she could hear him inhale the rich scent of her arousal. His hips were trying to dry hump her, and she felt her nose crinkle again. Her heat was pushing her away from him.

No, no, no. This wasn't supposed to happen. If Marshall hadn't been here all she'd have was her husband and everything would be ok! He had to leave. The wolf had to go so her husband could be her alpha! That's what she needed! An alpha to do his duty and breed her, but so long as both men were here her body would pick... Her body would pick the one it wanted most and she couldn't stop thinking about Marshall! God, they had to tell him to leave!

She pushed Sam away from her and moved back toward the door. They had to tell Marshall to leave! He had to go. The wolf had to leave, and her hand was at the door handle. Sam was right behind her and tried to grab her hand to stop her, but she had already made up her mind that they were going to tell that big alpha wolf that she was in heat and needed to get bred. She opened the door.

Jackie staggered out of the bathroom with her husband struggling along behind her. He grabbed her by the elbow, but she instinctively jerked herself away and broke his grip with ease. Her eyes immediately found Marshall and he was already standing up from his chair. God, she could see just how hot he was and she barely managed to hesitate in her steps.

He was looking at her with eyes wide with surprise. His obvious shock was etched onto his expression at seeing her storm out of the bathroom completely naked with Sam in a panic right behind her. Then she watched his nose flare, and she could hear him inhale big. His pupils started dilating, and she knew it even from across the room. Her instincts were driving her to pick up every little detail about that hunky wolf!

"Jackie, get back in the bathroom!" Sam urged her and grabbed her again by the arm in an effort to bring her back toward the door, but she couldn't bring herself to comply. Her eyes were glued to the handsome wolf across the room, and he was left to stare back at her with mouth now agape. Every breath he took took flared his nostrils as he took in her supercharged scent. She saw the outline of his cock grow in his jeans as it slipped quickly from his sheath to run along the crease between his hip and thigh. He was big! Her heart was pounding so fast!

"Please, Jackie! Marshall, you need to leave!" She heard her husband say, and she wished his words carried more weight. Her liquid arousal dripped onto the floor as she started walking again toward the big wolf and it was clear that his own legs were twitching at a loss for what to do. He hesitated and flinched with mixed signals firing off in his brain.

He should leave immediately, she knew he was thinking it, but his nose flared again at the scent of her heat and his feet carried him toward her across the room until Sam was yanking her backwards away from him. She ripped her arm away only for him to valliently try again to stop her, but she pivoted on him and broke his newest hold on her elbow. Her hands found his shoulders and she shoved him backwards hard. She'd put too much power into it and the fennec went backwards and dropped onto his butt.

A pang of guilt ripped through her and she threw her hands to her mouth and shouted at herself, "Stop!"

"I can't stop!" She wailed again. That single moment of clarity was quickly doused as a pair of strong hands grabbed her shoulders from behind. She felt a tingling pleasure run through her body at Marshall's touch and she pivoted to face him. Jackie looked up at the wolf's wide hungry eyes. He was wet around his lips from drool as he hesitated to do more than just hold his hands on her shoulders.

"I-" The wolf started, and she watched him blink once and shake his head to clear it, but his nose flared again. Her own nose flared at his scent and fresh drops of arousal hit the floor between her feet. Her hands reached up and tugged at his wrists. He finally spoke up. "I should go!"

He was trying! She tried to shove his hands away, but he was stronger than her. They both had to try. Sam intervened again.

"Marshall, go!" He shouted, stepping up to her side. The fox forced himself between them, but Marshall snapped and grabbed a handful of his shirt and shoved him away.

"I can't!" The wolf growled with frustration. His attention was off her for a moment, and she summoned enough willpower to take a single step backwards. Marshall turned back and shot his hands back at her and grabbed her arms. She listened to his growl as he drew her closer and buried his nose into her neck. Her hands grabbed his shirt and she moaned as soon as she felt his nose brush against her fur.

"Please, both of you!" Sam shouted at them both in anguish. The wolf's scent filled her sinuses and she couldn't stop herself anymore. She dropped to her knees in front of Marshall and leaned in until her cheek was pressed to his crotch. The hot bulge throbbed against her face as he reached down to undo himself.

Neither of them could stop it now.

"Sorry, buddy." The wolf told her husband as he pulled his cock free of his jeans. A stupid grin spread on her muzzle when she saw how much larger he was than Sam! His pants were still in the way of him so she grabbed the sides of his jeans and yanked them down along with his boxers. The heavy cock fell free and landed over her face. Sam whined in anguish as her own eyes rolled back as the scent of an alpha male's cock penetrated right through her sinuses and up into her brain.

He was so thick! So much bigger than Sam. She was in pain at how this was going to hurt her husband, but she couldn't stop her tongue from lapping at the wolf's balls. They were so swollen and tight in Marshall's sac like he'd not cum for days. This was all her doing! Her heat was making this happen to them all!

"Suck my dick, Jackie!" he shouted down at her and grabbed her roughly by one of her ears. "Make me cum, and I can leave!"

Yes! She'll get him to cum! He'll see sense and be able to pull himself away! She opened her mouth wide and the big wolf shoved his length in her muzzle. She gagged once before being silenced by his prick. His tool filled her mouth and jabbed her in the back of her throat. Both the wolf's hands took her by the sides of her head.

He was desperate, and began pumping his cock in and out of her mouth. Jackie could only gag as he used her face like a fleshlight. She slurped and drooled over his cock as he grunted above her. He was panting and hitching his hips in her muzzle like a monster. Every time he shoved into her she swallowed and gulped around his barrel. Jackie could feel him beginning to spit precum into her mouth. There was so much of the sticky clear fluid that it was leaking from her lips and spilling out over her face and dripping down over her chest. It smelled to strong! Her nose flared everytime she took in a breath.

"Please, just hurry!" Sam was distraught beside them. The fennec was too weak to force them apart and was left to only pray that her sucking the wolf off would work. In her periphery he was sitting meekly on the floor, and she felt a painful mixture of guilt and disgust. His ears were flat with defeat as the big alpha used his wife as a cocksleeve. Her guilt was powerful, but her overwhelming heat reassured her that the cock violently plugging her mouth belong to the real male in the room. Her disgust, those primal instincts insisted, was proof that she wasn't wrong to be on her knees in front of another man.

"Y-yeah! Sure, bud!" Marshall grunted and wrapped a hand behind her head. This freed up his other hand, which he used to reach down and massage the base of his cock with his thumb and index finger. She was enamored with every inch of his dick as her plundered her gullet.

The wolf's knot was trying to swell gently under his attention and she could feel it press against her lips every time he yanked her head down onto him.

"You've always been gorgeous, Jackie!" Marshall grunted as his knot finally swelled enough to bump against her teeth as he bottomed out in her throat. With every thrust the meaty orb grew thicker until she had to open her jaws wider and wider to accommodate it. "Hottest fucking bitch!"

"Marshall, please." Sam said weakly.

"A hot wife, buddy! Fat tits, great fucking ass!" The wolf punctuated every compliment he gave her by making her gag on his cock, then he snarled at her when one of her teeth finally grazed his skin. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her back. His prick slipped from her mouth. He throbbed and jerked in the air with thin streams of pre spitting from his tip and over her face. Marshall was staring down at her with so much intensity that she could only reply in kind as she sat on her knees before him obediently. Every thin rope of pre that coated her body added to the smell of sex in the cabin. It was so fucking intoxicating! This is where she was meant to be!

"On your hands, Jackie!" He ordered her, and she quickly obeyed by dropping to her hands and knees. His grip on her hair tightened and he yanked her head back. She lifted her chin obediently and her jaw dropped like she could read his mind. Her tongue fell out over her teeth and he dropped down to one knee in front of her. To her delight Marshall shoved his cock back in her mouth. His knot was swollen full of blood now with its veiny texture letting her know that this was all her doing. His knob slapped against her lips and she swallowed and obeyed.

He made her kiss his knot several times before he let go of her hair to reach under her neck to grab her by the throat. He squeezed her neck and Jackie grunted. The wolf leaned over her and put his free hand on her lower back. She locked her arms and legs still and braced herself as he began to jack hammer into her face like a wild animal.

She gulped and gagged on his cock as it fought to stretch her throat out with his hand gripped tightly around her neck. Jackie could feel him spitting and squirting more of that fresh hot pre down into her gullet and into her stomach. She didn't have a choice but to greedily drink it all down in her wild effort to try and get the wolf to pop his cork.

Jackie was lost in her heat and hardly noticed that Marshall eventually lifted his hand off her back to stick two fingers into his mouth. He soaked them with spit before reaching back down to her tail. What she did notice was his fingers slipping behind and underneath her tail to find her asshole. She squealed around his cock as he shoved both digits into her ass and hooked his fingers. He yanked and pulled at her pucker until her asshole was stretching out for him just like her throat.

"Fuck, Jackie! Tight! Everywhere!" He grunted and hilted his cock into her face again with especially vicious jab of his hips. Her tail was wagging across her back as he roughly violated her from both ends.

"Just hurry and finish!" Sam spoke up with a weak, pleading voice. The wolf let go of her throat and switched it to grip her by the scruff of her neck. He pulled his fingers out of her ass and hauled her up onto her knees.

"Yeah, yeah," he said with a growl as he eye fucked her with an intense gaze that left her feeling weak. She could see it in his eyes just how badly he wanted to fuck her, and she wanted him to fuck her! She'd do anything for that filthy cock! Her cunt was sloppy as fuck and drooling her liquid heat down both thighs as Marshall moved to stand back up. "I'll finish in her, buddy."

He yanked her up onto her wobbly legs and shoved her backwards. She panicked as she fell, but a cushioned chair caught her by surprise and she sprawled out into it. The wolf was already shoving her knees apart and diving his head between her legs. The wolf pressed his muzzle to her cunt and his nose flared as he inhaled real deep. His tongue lapped once at her lips, and then out came his broad soft tongue. His digit slithered inside her to fucking drink her heat right from the tap.

"Fuck, Jackie!" he snarled and pulled away with her pussy spit smeared all over his face. He shoved two fingers into her cunt and started feeling around. "Tight here, too!"

"Marshall, please." Sam pleaded with despair. Jackie knew what was coming and she couldn't stop it even if she tried, nor would she even want to! The big alpha wolf in front of her was going to do what nature demanded. He rose up off one knee to plant a foot firmly on the floor while his hand gripped his dick to line himself up with her cunt.

"Marshall..." Sam pleaded with the wolf again, but there was nothing the fox could do to stop this. She squealed as that thick dick was pressed at her lips, then movement caught her eye. Sam picked himself up and rushed to grab Marshall by the arm.

The wolf snarled, which made the ball of heat in her gut explode. She shivered from head to toe as her new alpha triggered her lust into action and her legs spread wider for him. Jackie watched as the wolf effortlessly grabbed her husband by the throat before tossing him aside like a ragdoll.

"Wait your fucking turn!" He snarled at the fox before turning back her. She was so fucking ready. He crammed his cock into her with one thrust. Every inch of his meat strained her walls as they clapped down around the sudden intruder. Jackie howled his name and clawed at the arms of the chair as her eyes rolled back. Mother nature had gotten its way at last.

He pounded his shaft in her several times as her cunt clenched tightly around him. Each time the wooden feet of the chair squealed against the floor while she shouted in pleasure before she felt the muscles in her cunt finally begin to relax. She wasn't clamping down anymore, and the wolf was able to ease up and his thrusts grew slick and smooth. Now her cunt was welcoming the stud to fuck it with a powerful rhythm.

"Fuck yeah, that's right!" He snarled and showed his pearly teeth. His cock was spitting ropes of hot pre in her and it was beginning to drool and squirt out from her pussy in a filthy foam.

"He's been fucking you, hasn't he?" He growled down at her and she happily nodded. In her dumb heat addled state she couldn't help but be honestly. Jackie couldn't tell a lie if she tried. "He must have a small cock!"

"Yeah!" She replied in a girlish lilt. Marshall's cock was huge by comparison. Her husband was just so pitifully average compared to this stunning alpha male!

"You- you're huge!" She shouted, and finished with a squeal as his cock squelched deep in her with his next thrust. He reached up to her waist and clamped his hands onto her sides. Her breath caught in her throat as he gave her a slow pull into his hips. She was made to feel his size as he stretched her tunnel out until he tapped her cervix.

"Don't worry, Jackie," He pulled his hips back and slammed his cock back in her. She howled his name as he bottomed his cock out in her again so hard it was like he punched her in the gut from the inside. Her howling was shrill and frantic, but not tinted with even the slightest hint of pain. Her heat had driven her crazy and there wasn't anything that could stop their coupling. She could feel her womb quivering in her gut with raw anticipation. "You won't be havin' his pups!"

"Marshall!" She screamed with a look of stupid joy on her face, and in reply he returned to fucking her with redoubled effort.

"Beg!" He shouted at her and she shivered at the sound of his voice.

"P'ease!" She wailed back up at him.

She was going to have Marshall's puppies! It didn't matter that Sam had already fucked and knotted her cunt within the last 24 hours. She'd been in heat ever since the first day at the cabin, hadn't she? Every drop Sam spilled inside her had leaked right out. Now she knew why. Her lust driven body didn't want a beta's thin, watery seed. Her cervix had clamped itself shut and would have rejected anything less than the best. With Marshall's scent lingering on Sam's clothes her body knew there was a better male around to mate with!

"You want my pups?" He snarled at her as his hands squeezed and massaged her waist as he rutted her.

"Yes! God!" All that sticky hot pre leaking from her cunt was proof that Marshall was giving her cunt a real alpha's rinsing! There wouldn't be a trace of her husband's pitiful swimmers left in her! Her new alpha stud would be free to pump her eggs full of sperm. When Marshall finally blew his load she could be safe in the knowledge that it wouldn't be a skinny fennec's kits taking up space where a wolf pup belonged. She was going to have his puppies, and she was pleading for it to happen!

Some tiny trace of her sanity must have remained as the tears flowed hot and fast from her eyes even as they rolled back in ecstasy. With Marshall never giving her any slack she'd never have a chance to stop and think rationally about what she was doing. Her conscious told her she'd be grieving hard about what she was doing, but for the moment she didn't care for anything except that thick dick breaking her cunt in.

He got frustrated and yanked up back up until he was holding her tight to his chest. His cock slurped out of her and spilled their combined juices all over the floor. He tossed her down into her own puddle, and she didn't care that he was being rough with her. His strong hands clawed at her and gripped her. He was going to leave bruises on her body as he twisted her around on the floor until she was on her knees with her tail flicking up across her back for him.

"That's a good bitch!" He growled from behind her, and she could hear him sucking in another huge whiff of her scent as her ass naturally wiggled for him.

Marshall pressed a hand down between her shoulder blades and her tits were pressed flat against the floor. He crammed himself back inside her and she arched her back and felt his tip slide deep inside until it thunked against the only barrier she had left. Her alpha dug his toenails into the floor and took a firm grip of her tail.

The fucking he gave her was unlike anything she'd ever experienced. Jackie's screams of ecstasy rang out through the cabin as her own toenails dug into the floor while she shoved herself backwards to meet every one of his brutal thrusts. She was doing everything she could to keep herself from being fucked across the floor, and to keep that filthy prick right where he rightly belonged! There wasn't anything that could stop her from staying obediently in place while her new lover worked his piston into her whichever way he pleased.

God, Marshall was so incredible! He just wouldn't stop! Jackie's mind was fogging over as bright hot flashes of dopamine released throughout her brain. His cock was a fucking drug and she was drooling a puddle onto the floor as he sneered and snarled with fangs barred above her.

"Fucking! Take it!" He grunted and yanked up on her tail. She yelped in response and felt her cunt spit a gout of fresh juice all over his knot. There was no such thing as aches and pains anymore. Every pull on her tail, every time his knot slammed against her lips, the hand angrily pressed between her shoulder blades. It was her alpha asserting raw unfiltered dominance over her and she drank it like alcohol until she was left wasted on the floor in a puddle of her own juices.

She couldn't even talk anymore. So long as his cock was in her she was too busy cumming and screaming on dick.

"You fuckin'," He grunted hard, then went still with his knot pressed against her pussy. The hand between her shoulders slid up and grabbed her tight behind the neck until she felt the pleasure of his painful grip. "Know how much I've thought 'bout this?"

She could only pant and wiggle her hips against him in reply. A whine escaped her mouth but he quickly silenced it with a firmer handle on her neck.

"Fuckin' blown so many loads thinkin' 'bout this pussy!" He snarled in answer. He started fucking her again with a slow, but heavy force. "An' you're tight like you ain't ever been fucked!"

She wasn't even clenching down on him, but he thought she was tight? His cock was so fucking thick that she couldn't help but cling to him! Her body was like a living condom built to catch every drop of spunk he had in his nuts! He knocked his hips into her suddenly and leaned all his weight forward until the wind was pressed from her lungs by the hand on her back. She turned her head to the side to try and look at her alpha. The sound of his toenails digging trenches into the floor was audible in the background as the wolf worked his knot against her entrance with deep snarl rumbling from his throat.

Jackie grunted when she felt her lips begin to part. He let go of her tail and reached his arm around her. He was snorting air through his nose and she could hear him growling through clenched teeth. The arm now wrapped around her middle was squeezing her with a death grip. He was trying to tie her! Jackie shoved herself back with one arm. She put all her strength behind it and felt her cunt give up narrow ground to that swollen veiny orb. She started wailing as the painful stretching began to reach its zenith. He was so huge!

But she fucking needed it! She had to have him inside her! If she was going to have his puppies he'd have to lock himself deep in her dirty cheating pussy! Her free hand jerked down her body and desperately felt for his knot. She found his nuts by accident. They were hard and heavy with a real alpha's cum. They felt boiling hot to the touch and she left them to find the knot that was now a third of the way into her strained cunt.

Jackie hooked her fingers behind his knot and yanked him against her. She screamed for him, and made it only halfway through his name before being cut off by the noise of his cock squelching the rest of the way inside her. Where her fingers once held onto a man's cock she was now feeling her own cunt bulging out from the inside by the huge mass that now plugged her tight. Her lips were splayed out to their absolute limit with the very base of his knob visible to the touch between them. His furry sheath was crushed against the back of her fingers.

Marshall was snarling again over her with both hands moving to grab her by the lovehandles. He was trying to thrust into her, but there was nowhere to left to go. Her body had him locked tightly in place with his meaty tip stretching out that precious barrier keeping his cock apart from her womb.

As her alpha desperately tried to continue his thrusts she felt his cock shift in her gut. Jackie's breath caught in her throat as she felt cervix begin to stretch out inside her, and then suddenly the pressure in her pussy slipped and faded away as his cock slipped through the now gaped opening. He was in her! He was all the way in her fucking belly!

"M'-Marshall!" She scream his name and started rocking her hips frantically against him. Every time she moved his cock slipped and slid in her a tiny bit until he got the hint and redoubled his efforts to breed her. Now that he was so deep in her she could feel him distinting her stomach right beneath her navel. He was going to give her so many fucking puppies!

"Gon', gonna make you a fuckin' momma!" His snarl made her shiver with delight as she sped up her own backwards thrusts.

Her alpha ground his hips into her and stopped.

The hand on her neck pulled her head back until he was lifting her off the floor. She was now looking up at the ceiling with Marshall's jawline only a profile above her. She started panting out loud with her tongue hanging free as she felt the first jerk and throb in her belly. Each vicious twitch was accompanied by a strained growl from the powerful wolf, but she couldn't feel the sweet splash of seed in her guts. It was like his prick was wildy firing blanks inside her.

"Sh-shit!" he grunted with what sounded like discomfort.

Then the hand she was using to cup her pussy felt his sheath swell thicker as the first rope of cum rushed through his cock. Jackie followed the sensation with wild excitement as the base of his cock expanded with his load. Her cunt ached around his knot as that, too, swelled to make room for the first volley of seed that was barreling toward her eggs.

When it finally hit she screamed. A long rope of the thickest seed she'd ever felt spilled into her and she started shuddering against him just as a second rope filled her. With every new rope of cum her alpha groaned less and snarled more as he violently seeded her body at long last. The terrible conclusion of their affair was upon them both with the fennec long since forgotten.

"M'! 'Arshall!" She wailed as her womb literally began to overflow with his virile seed. He was claiming every inch of her! She screamed his name again as he took her body inside and out.

"That's it!" He snarled and tightened the grip on her neck. Marshall held her muzzle upright. She watched his lips curl up in another loud snarl as he dipped his head and bared his fangs down at her. Her ears flattened harder and she exploded over his cock and drenched both of them in another messy orgasm.

Another filthy rope of cum blasted her guts and she clenched her hand behind the engorged knot plugging full. She wasn't going to ever let it slip out! Her free hand fell to her stomach and felt where the tip of his cock pressed angrily at the backside of her navel. With every angry jerk of his cock the pressure in her womb grew and grew until she was positively swollen with his cum.

"Marshall!" She wailed his name and dropped her jaw open in a whore's moan. "G'give me y'Yur puhp'Ees!"

She was so happy she couldn't even speak right! Her alpha slipped his other hand up her shuddering body to grab her by the chin. He forced her head back until her back was forced to curve back to save her neck from the strain. Marshall opened his jaws and she got a good look at the twin pearly rows of teeth right before he pressed his lips to hers. She kissed him, and he fucked her mouth with his tongue as her stomach continued to bloat with his cum.

As the pressure continued to mount inside her Jackie's eyes began to lose focus. She couldn't see straight anymore, she'd lost the ability to think, and then somewhere along the line she'd lost consciousness while her alpha steadily rocked his hips in her to make sure every single drop of seed was delivered to her fertile field.

She was out for a long time.

When consciousness finally returned to her it was slow like chilled honey. Her entire body felt like it was cloaked in glue that didn't want her to move from her place in bed, but it was so cold! Why wasn't she under the covers, she thought? She blinked and found her eyes glued shut like her eyes had been watering up in the middle of the night.

She rubbed at her eyes and felt her arms begin to ache. As she picked herself up off the bed more pain began to flash across her body in random places until it settled strongly in her gut like she was having stomach pains. Jackie exhaled and groaned in discomfort as she pulled herself to the edge of the bed with her eyes still adjusting to the dim morning light.

Her feet touched the cold floor and she doubled over and clutched her stomach as a fresh stab of pain slapper her. She gasped when she felt the size her belly. She forced her eyes open and looked down at herself to see that her lower abdomen was domed out just enough for her to run her hand up and over the mound. Despite the poor light she could see that her fur was matted all over with something hard and tacky.

And she reeked of sex. Now that she was aware of it the more she began to pick up on the smell that coated her all over. So strong was it that she had to cover her nose with a hand in hopes that she could block it, but even her hands carried the stench. When she stood up she could feel that it wasn't just her arms and belly that hurt.

There was a angrily throb coming from both her pussy and ass. Her body was full of aches and pains, and she didn't have the brain power to count every place where she felt something hurt. She was sore all over like she'd been working out for several hours, or worse, had even been in some kind of fight! What was going on?

Fear and confusion grew in her with every new moment of consciousness. She found that the bed was empty. She looked around the cabin and couldn't find her husband. The fire was out, but she didn't remember anyone putting it out either. Their dishes were sitting out on the table with scraps of food left on each of the three plates.

What had happened? Marshall had come over for dinner, right? She stopped and looked back to the bed, and saw that the covers had been pulled back and tossed so that only a bit of sheet was left to cling to one corner of the mattress. The fitted sheet was covered it glossy stains right where she'd woken up. Her breathing was now beginning to quicken along with her heart.

She still couldn't find her husband. Jackie's memories of the previous night began to file back into place in chronological order. With every new detail returning to mind she began to feel a greater, and more desperate, fear grip tightly around her heart. She staggered her way to the bathroom and found it was empty. She lost her footing and caught herself before she could hit the counter. She looked up to see herself in the mirror. Her hair was a mess and her face was matted as badly as her thighs.

'Oh God, no.' she thought as the ball of fear turned cold and dropped into her belly.

"No!" She shouted and slapped her cheeks with her hands as she began to hyperventilate. She was horrified by her own reflection and stared down into the sink. She couldn't control her breathing until finally everything she'd been feeling all came up at once. She threw herself over to the toilet where she vomited. As her fingers froze over the sides of the seat she vomited again until she felt empty.

"No, no, no, no." She repeated out loud before taking it to her thoughts. She picked herself back up and found the sink. She splashed cold water on her face and wiped the filth off her fur until she was shivering from the icy water. She was naked and cold, and the fire was out. She was so cold now. How long had the fire been out?

She left the bathroom and staggered to the fireplace and found that the logs had slowly burned themselves out through the night. Quickly, she dragged new logs from the rack and dumped them over the old ones. Her hands shook as she struggled to get them to burn. Once the fire was lit she crumpled in front of the fireplace and began to sob.

Everything hurt so much! It wasn't even just her body anymore. What had she done to her husband? She didn't even know where he was! Did he leave in the middle of the night? She turned to look toward the door and her breath caught.

Sam was curled up tight into a ball on the couch. Jackie couldn't have seen him from the bed with him curled up like that. He had his jacket wrapped around his shoulders like a blanket. He was sleeping, and he looked so cold. She saw that his ears were flat against his head in submission. Every time she tried to call out to him a lump grew in her throat until it became so large she could no longer open her mouth without fresh tears spilling along with a sob.

What had she done?

She remembered everything from the night before now. Her heat had hid nothing from her memories and even with the fire burning behind her Jackie felt herself grow colder with every truth that was laid raw and bare in front of her. She sat with only the crackling of fire breaking the silence of the cabin. Her husband would eventually wake, and she didn't know what to do.

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