Straight to Hell
'I'm going straight to hell for this...' Melissa thought as she watched the scene unfold to her. She knew it was wrong but she didn't seem to be able to care.
The golden female wolf had been bathing in the clear lake when she noticed a couple lost in each other's passionate embrace on the other side of the water. Getting out of the water she slowly and quietly moved to hide within a group of bushes close enough to view the oblivious pair. 'It's not like I've gotten any lately anyway,' she thought bitterly, remembering the pain she felt as she watched her mate, Anna, fucking another... Melissa's brother. They had been together for five years yet Melissa was the only one to remain faithful and when Anna died Melissa wept and mourned the longest for her lost love.
Melissa tentatively peeked through the leaves of the bushes to look closer at the couple, who had broken the kiss to gaze lovingly at each other. It took her moment to figure out who she was gazing at but eventually she gasped in shock. Lucian Blackpaw and Lycana Swift were the offspring of two rival packs. There had been tension between the two for years and if their families discovered of their union there would be bloodshed. As the alpha male's sister, therefore Lycana's aunt, Melissa should have taken it upon herself to correct her wayward niece but something stopped her. Possibly the smile the two shared or maybe the light in Lycana's eyes that had been thought extinguished when her mother died.
Instead Melissa admired the two together. Lycana's soft fur, so black it appeared blue and stormy grey eyes contrasted beautifully with Lucian's bright gold eyes and silky light grey fur. Unlike Lycana, who's pelt remained black across her body, his tapered off to pure white at his paws and tail which at the moment was waving back and forth happily. Even through her white blouse and short skirt, Melissa could see the outline of the young she-wolf's supple body.
The she-wolf in the clearing pressed herself against the male's chest and whispered something in his ear to quiet for Melissa to hear. She watched Lucian still and shake his head, leaning down to kiss the top of her head, but obviously the grey eyed wolf was not to be turned down. She pouted a little and whispered again this time just loud enough for Melissa to make out a pleading tone in Lycana's husky voice. She affectionately nuzzled his throat before nipping him, hard enough for a moan to escape him.
Lucian's paws were running hungrily over Lycana's young body now, one cupping her breast through her blouse as the other snuck up her skirt. He kissed her, roughly, forcefully and Melissa bit her lip. Gods it had been so long, and even though she preferred females she had to admit that the tall, muscular male looked like he knew what he was doing. Melissa pressed her thighs together as a familiar warm ache started growing inside her.
The male broke the kiss once more and whispered something to his partner, his lips pressed to her muzzle. With her eye heavy lidded and filled with her passion and love, Melissa could hear her say one word.
"Yes."
With that lust filled response, Lucian growled softly and backed her to a large rock, pinning her against the stone. He raised his head his nostrils flaring and Melissa stilled thanking all the Gods she knew that she was positioned down-wind. She stayed there for a moment frozen until she peaked once more through the leaves.
Lycana had crawled up onto the flat part of the rock with Lucian's larger form hovering over hers. She lay out before him like his own personal sacrifice one leg bent causing her skirt to lift giving Melissa a peak of what lays beneath her frilly skirt. As the young she-wolf shivered, either from nerves or desire it was impossible to tell; her love leaned close to kiss her. The black wolf, her fur glistening in the light of the full moon, made surprised noise before kissing him back with a soft murr. Melissa pressed her thighs together harder.
He was good. The young female twisted and moaned and Melissa almost closed her eyes to remember Anaa. This was how she remembered the gorgeous black wolf with red tips the best. In darkness. In the woods. The moon and stars their only light. She could now smell her niece's scent, heady and sweet with the promise of fertility. Does she have the same silky fur, or even, Gods help me, the same intoxicating taste? Melissa looked away in disgust. This was her NIECE for heaven's sake, yet when Lycana gasped Melissa couldn't help but turn her head back to watch them.
Lucian had reached up her blouse and tweaked one of her nipples and Melissa, her paw shaking, hardly realizing what she was doing, gently pinched her own. She watched as the male slide a finger into Lycana and Melissa though through a haze that her niece even sounded like her mother had in the throes of passion. With one paw on her breast, the other trailed down to rest between her legs. Pressing a finger to her most intimate part, Melissa repressed a moan of need.
He rose from the she-wolf's lower half, licking his lips with feral relish and hurriedly tore through her blouse buttons and all but ripped it off of her slight frame. She was so small, so perfect. He kissed her once more and grabbed a breast, occasionally breaking off to lave his tongue against her nipple as he ground against her. Raising himself up off her body, Lucian said something in a low voice. She hesitated then nodded once before raising herself up onto all fours presenting herself to him. His hair fell over his face and Melissa could not see his expression as he flipped her skirt up and over and worked his pants off, having not worn a shirt. Freeing himself from his pants, he pushed her legs farther apart before pushing into her.
The young female cried out in pain at the rough entrance and her mate stilled for a moment before he started rocking against her gently. She was clinging desperately onto the sides of the rock and biting her lip in pain.
Melissa bit her own as she pushed her own fingers back and forth against her sensitive clit before slipping a finger into her wet heat. She gasped in pleasure as she brushed her hot walls but soon all she could think about was the black beauty being mounted. So like Anna. So very painfully like her dear, sweet Anna. Lycana had apparently got over the shock of being penetrated for the first time and was arching her back as she moaned, her claws scraping the stone beneath her. Lucian's thrusts were getting rougher and more erratic now and he groaned before biting her, where her shoulder met her neck, causing her to howl as her pain and pleasure swirled together. Melissa sucked hard at her lower lip and mimicked Lucian's hand as he dragged the pad of a thumb over Lycana's nipple.
Melissa could feel her climax building now as the couple's moans got louder and their movements more desperate. She closed her eyes and remembered Anna; her laugh, her taste, her warm, glossy fur, her sweet voice soft in her ear. She heard Lycana give an especially loud cry and her eyes snapped open to see her young niece trembling slightly and she threw her head back, eyes tightly shut. The male gasped and growled out: "Lycana."
Melissa came as she watched the two climax together, her walls tight around her own fingers before she relaxed. With one final glance at the couple, Melissa hurried away to where she left her clothes on the other side of the lake.
As Melissa dressed she thought about what she had seen. The son and daughter of two sworn enemies. Together. Happy. It seemed almost impossible, almost too Romeo and Juliet to be real. And yet it was. Melissa had seen it.
Finally at home she stared out her window towards her brother. The alpha would end his daughter's hopeless little romance quickly. "But at what cost?" she asked quietly to her empty home.