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presence. I wondered
if they could tell I was in heat. I wondered if that would excite them even
more.
    Just
the thought that the wolves were watching me was so thrilling. I couldn’t wait
for them to have their way with me, and as I walked across the clearing, the
pine needles crunching underfoot, I hiked up my skirt a little higher and ran
my hands up and down my thighs. They were wonderfully smooth. After a few more
steps and I had reached the grassy clearing where the wolves had taken me
before. I couldn’t wait any longer. I laid down in the cool grass and ran my
hands over my body. I was preparing myself for them. No, I was offering myself
to them. My body was theirs. I wanted them to take me.
    I
hadn’t bothered to wear any panties. What was the point? I knew the wolves
would have just torn them off or I would have pulled them off myself. Instead I
just hiked my skirt up a little higher and spread my legs. I had shaved my
pussy clean that morning, and the skin was extra smooth and sensitive.
    In
soft, smooth strokes, I rubbed my hand over my pussy. It was already wet with
excitement, and I slid my fingers up and down my little lips and across my
clitoris. As much as I love my vibrator, and the rolling, screaming orgasms it
gives me, I love fingering myself to get started. There’s nothing like the
feeling of skin on skin, even if it’s your own skin. There’s nothing hotter
than exploring your own body and letting your imagination fill in the details
for you.
    As
I rubbed myself, I felt the little pangs of pleasure rising up through my core.
I could feel the heat rising up through my body, my lungs relaxing, my breaths
deepening and my pulse rising. Little by little, I rubbed with more pressure
and more speed, until finally I slid two fingers inside myself and began to rub
deep inside my pussy. I moaned with pleasure. I wanted them to hear me. I
wanted them to smell me and hear me and be unable to resist.
    I
looked over to the tree line as I continued to finger myself. I could see the
first wolves arriving, watching, carefully hidden. Oh but I could see them, and
their presence only turned me on that much more. Within another few minutes
even more of them had arrived until there were close to a dozen wolves in a
loose circle around me. As they started to approach, I got even more and more
turned on. Soon, I could hear them breathing as they approached. But I didn’t
see the alpha, and the wolves were keeping their distance.
    I
needed them inside me. I was aching for them. Why weren’t they going wild? I
could see that they had shifted. I could see their dicks hard in their hands as
they watched me. The two betas emerged from the group and started to approach
me. I was willing to take anything they would give me at this point. I was
already so turned on, and the anticipation was driving me wild. I rolled over
and got on all fours so the wolves could see my pussy and my asshole. I knew
they could smell my arousal, my excitement, and I knew what they wanted.
    Slowly,
the betas approached me, sniffing my scent, circling me in smaller and smaller
circles. I stood up to greet them, to roll my hips and entice them even more.
Soon they were close enough to touch. I could almost feel their breath on my
skin. I could feel the heat from their bodies. I couldn’t wait for them to
throw themselves upon me. But they didn’t. Each one of them bent down almost to
my ankles, running their hands over my body, until they had grabbed right below
my calves. I wondered for a moment what they were doing, but then they growled
and the rest of the pack pulled in tight and grabbed at my arms and my side,
and, within seconds, they were carrying me off somewhere. I tried to struggle
against them. I didn’t want to be carried. I wanted to get fucked hard. I
didn’t care about their damn hands; I wanted their cocks. I wanted them to
throw themselves hard against my pussy. I wanted them to make me scream with
delight, and I wanted each