Once Bitten (CLOSED)

[Malvolio]

Their love making was powerful and passionate. They had gone from mutually masterbating to sex so easily. It had all once been so natural to them both and now they both knew it was likely for the last time. After they both came, they laid together, holding one another and kissing softly and in the early morning light.

Eventually they made their way back to the car and drove back home. Rather than a lengthy explanation, Mark merely told her that he was leaving, that he would always love her, but their relationship needed to end.

They cleaned up back at home, but both were still aroused from their morning love making. Mark pulled up the video Mackenzie had made on the 2nd night of the full moon and looked at her questioningly. "Do you remember making this?" he asked.

His cock stirred in his pants as the video began.

 

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She bit her lip, unable to figure out what the truth was, at the time she barely knew it, but now she could recall every moment, every scratch, every moan. She nodded, unsure of how to explain how suddenly she recalled every moment as a wolf.

Mackenzie had just thrown on a robe, not meaning to entice Mark, but knowing she would need to find sexual release again after he left. It was a strange feeling of being alive, having survived the three nights that just ramped up her sex drive. She had figured out of respect she would let him leave quietly rather than shoving him up against a wall and all but raping him.

Letting him shower alone had been a great feat of restraint and she'd used the shower to bring about a quick temporarily satisfying release. The robe clung slightly to her damp skin, her swollen nipples looking more like a nursing mother than of a post menstrual young woman.

"Since the last change," she paused, "I can remember everything," she didn't mention Sharon, or Katherine for that matter. She was at peace with his decision she had not intended to drive him away, even as she'd been unable to break it off, deep down she knew this was for the best, so she was dealing with it the best she could.

"You can keep the video, to remind you." Her voice trailed off, wishing things were different once more.

 

[Malvolio]

Mark looked at her longingly. He didn't want to leave, didn't want this to end, but knew this was for the best.

"You... remember everything now?" he asked. "Yet you still willingly fucked Sharon last night. You're not in control, Mackenzie. You're... well, you're a different person. You're either a slave to your animalistic desires... or you've changed in such a way that they're your own desires now."

He knew his words probably stung, but they were the truth and she needed to hear this.

He stared into her eyes, wondering what would become of her now, especially since he wouldn't be there to continue feeding his drug to her in secret. He wondered if it might have long term lingering effects on her. He'd put the last of it in the food in her refrigerator while she'd showered, hoping that this last powerful dose might somehow cure her.

The video continued playing in the background, Mackenzie's groans changing into wolfen growls and howls as she underwent the transformation on the screen.

 

[intriguess]

"I can't watch," she was biting her lower lip hard. It seemed so strange that this month was so different from the others, so painful physically and emotionally. Not only for her, but for Mark and Sharon as well.

She was unsure of whether it was just a stage in her developement, but at the moment she couldn't care, Mackenzie went to the kitchen and started to pour herself a drink, but then just drank straight from the bottle. She knew her body would metabolize the alcohol quickly but she hoped her mind would be numb long enough for her to avoid feeling the searing pain of loss.

Once the bottle was empty she tossed it aside, not caring about the glass breaking, the pieces bouncing off the floor and walls, shards slicing into her skin. She felt more suicidal than she had ever felt before, and with a strange sense of purpose walked across the glass to get the trash can. She let the pain wash over her as she was deliberately careless in how she picked up the alcohol dosed shards, seeing the bloody pieces tumble into the trash can.

Her skin may have been able to heal quickly, but her heart could not. Mackenzie hoped Mark had gone, she didn't want him to see her like this, blood crusting to her robe, dried blood coating her hands, trails of it along her arms and legs, not to mention her feet.

She needed a shower.

 

[Malvolio]

Mark heard the bottle break, but didn't go to investigate. Instead he quietly gathered the last of his things and went to the door. He paused, considering whether to return to say good-bye and kiss her one last time, but the entire experience was too painful for him. Besides, she had been hurt enough and her emotions didn't need to be further tormented.

Mark made his way to his car and pulled out, leaving Mackenzie's place for the final time.

"Good-bye... my love," he thought to himself.

The next few days would be difficult for him as he did his best to put her out of his mind. She was always there however, lingering in his thoughts. At first he wrote it off to his lovesick heart, but then the dreams about her began. They were intense, powerful. He was always watching her, kissing her, touching her, making love to her. And the full moon always hung low in the sky overhead and reflected in her eyes as they burned with passion.

 

[intriguess]

She forced herself to clean up the blood before taking a shower. Mackenzie let the hot water turn her skin pink, and feeling the heat soak into her body. She flipped the water over to ice cold, wanting to feel numb she was shivering when she left the shower. She shook like a dog, using a towel to deal with her hair, letting her body be cold.

Mackenzie felt cold, amazed at how good it felt to have her body and mind in sync. She threw on a pair of sweats, and a t-shirt. She flicked on the tv and after flipping through the usual fall crap, she gave up and picked up a book she had started before...

before

before the change.

Of late her reading had been about werewolves, and shapechangers. Right now she wanted something normal. Mackenzie allowed herself to become immersed in her reading, and when her stomach grumbled she wondered why she'd ever thought this book was normal.

Sure there wasn't shapeshifters, but Jacqueline Carey's writing had never seemed so vivid. Mackenzie set the book down, hit play on her landline answering machine, she'd turned the ringer off at some point, and listened as there was a five day backlog of her family concerned about her becoming involved with Mark so deeply and quickly.

There were a few of Sharon, which she immediately deleted, and after scanning to contents of her fridge, ordered an extra large meat lover's pizza.

She almost felt as if she had a handle on things when the pizza arrived, and it wasn't the scent of the pizza she was picking up. The delivery person, was as hot as the pizza.

 

[Malvolio]

Sam stood at the door, holding the pizza for delivery. Sam was a student at a nearby university and was delivering pizzas a few days a week to make extra money. It was an easy job that allowed Sam to have flexible hours and sometimes get a little studying done between deliveries.

When the door opened and Sam made eye contact with the woman standing there, something just... clicked. Something about her sent a warm feeling of arousal throughout Sam's body. Sam's pulse quickened, heart beat faster, licked lips... there was something about her... a sort of wild, lusty look. She wasn't really Sam's type, but something about her...

"Um, hi! I, uh, have your pizza here."

"Of course you do," Mac replied, beckoning for Sam to step inside. "Follow me, I need to get the money."

Sam followed Mackenzie into the apartment and a strange, almost hypnotic feeling washed over the pizza deliverer's body and mind. As Mac handed the money to Sam, sweat began to trickle down Sam's brow.

"I... uh... can I, um, trouble you for some water, please?"

Mackenzie laughed a deep, throaty chuckle and reached out to take Sam's hand and lead toward the kitchen. "This way," Mac purred.

Mackenzie's touch send an almost electric jolt through Sam's body.

 

[intriguess]

Her resolve to not mess around with another man, crumbled the instant he spoke. Her body was always basically turned on, but with that one stammered sentence and her hormones were kicked into high gear. She fought the temptation, even as a low seductive laugh left her mouth.

When she touched him, she gave in. Mackenzie poured him a cold glass of water, watching him pour it down his throat. "Do you have many more deliveries tonight?" She poured herself a glass of water, and poured it down her throat, letting some trickle past her lips to dampen her shirt and make her swollen nipples even more obvious.

 

[Malvolio]

Sam didn't hear the question at first. At least his brain didn't. He was too focused on watching the water trickle down the woman's chin and onto her chest. Her nipples were already poking through her shirt and he felt his manhood beginning to stir in his pants.

When Mackenzie asked the question a second time, he stuttered and stammered a reply, indicating that she was his last delivery for the day. Her eyes lit up and she stared at him predatorially.

Sam could sense the dynamic between them suddenly shift. He could sense her arousal and it only turned him on more. His growing erection was now quite visible through his pants and although he was a little embarrassed, he knew she was interested and didn't care if it was visible to her.

"I'm Sam," he said, clearing his throat slightly. He mentally regrouped and switched on his confidence. He smiled at her, allowing his eyes to openly roam over her shapely body.

He reached out and softly ran his hand across the back of her hand.

 

[intriguess]

She didn't proffer her name, as she figured he had it from her order. Surely at some time he had already used it once.

"Sam," her voice was a sulty growl as she spoke his name. It was a strange mix as her tightly wound control was released and she glided all so swiftly pressing him up against the fridge, a fraction of a second passing, as one hand undid his pants, reaching in to touch his hard warm cock, her other hand upon his neck, rolling the collar down to expose his throat, her mouth conquering his in a surprisingly warm kiss considering she'd so recently drank cold water.

She briefly pulled back and when his mouth opened to speak, she placed a finger across his lips. "Don't speak," it was a request and a command. She pealed her top off revealing her lush firm breasts, the hard swollen nipples hypnotically swaying, begging to be sucked upon. Mackenzie stripped off her pants, and shifted her body onto the counter. Her strong thighs spread and she spoke one final command.

"Take me now."

 

[Malvolio]

Sam couldn't believe what was happening. It was like something right out of a porno and he stood gaping as Mackenzie stripped out of her clothes.

"Take me now."

It didn't take any further encouragement. Sam shed his shirt and slipped out of his undone pants. In mere seconds, he was pressing his body against hers, his erect cock grinding against her smooth, nearly hairless pussy. Her body felt so warm against his flesh and he wondered for a moment if she was feeling alright.

Sam eagerly kissed Mac's neck and breasts. He suckled her swollen nipples, marveling to himself at how pointed and hard they were. One hand slipped down between her legs and gently rubbed her clit. Sam was surprised at how prominent it was, practically protruding out from her sex.

Sam continued kissing and sucking at her breasts while alternating between rubbing her cunt with his hand and his cock. When he could stand it no longer and could feel she was ready (although she'd been seemingly ready from the get go), Sam plunged his dick into her. Mackenzie wrapped her toned, firm body around his and rode him while he stood, her body pressed against the counter top. His hips bucked and he thrust his eager member in and out of her in a sawing motion. Sam moaned loudly, unable to hold back the feelings of ecstacy as they washed over him.

"Oh yeah! Yes! Yeah, oh fuck yeah! Mmmm-yeah baby yeah! Yeah, ride my cock! Ride it baby!"

Sam was amazed at how tight her cunt was, almost like it was newly made, or whatever that meant. Mackenzie's own grunts and growls further fueled Sam's excitement and he felt himself building to orgasm. She fucked so aggressively, so wanton and open in her need for pleasure. Her nails raked down his back and he could feel blood trickle down over his ass and onto his legs and the kitchen floor. It mattered little to him, he was completely lost in the pleasure of the moment, loving it all. She could maul him all she wanted, he was enjoying the whole thing too much.

 

[intriguess]

It was amazing how little satisfaction she was getting even as her body was flooded with pleasurable signals. It was like a thirsty man drinking alcohol only to realize it is increasing his dehydration but somehow is unable to stop.

Mackenzie was unnecessarily rough with him, her nails drawing blood attempting to feel that connection as she pulled him tightly against her body. She wanted something from him, perhaps even needed it, and so far was not succeeding. So she tried harder, wrapping her legs around him, her body frantically fucking his, letting what she considered mild orgasms ripple through her body. At some point she shoved him to the floor, and rode him with wild abandon, her eyes closed at first, and then after her body refusing to be convinced he was even remotely close to Mark, she shifted to face away, letting the novelty of the position attempt to fool her mind into satisfaction.

There wasn't a lot she had not done with and to Mark, but this was one of them, the reverse cowgirl, which considering she was a werewolf was a pretty damn silly name for a sexual position. She let her fingers slap and massage her clit, letting the fleeting tremors of pleasure kindle her desire rather than sate it.

 

[Malvolio]

Sam was having the thrill ride of his life as Mackenzie bounced up and down, riding his cock. His moans and cries grew louder and louder and he could feel his orgasm approaching. As he grew closer to the moment of release, he reached around and began to rub at Mac's clit, competing with her hands for access to her throbbing sex. Sam wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer and didn't have much of a filter, so he didn't give much thought to the words that escaped his mouth.

"Christ... <gasp>... your... <pant>... clit is... <pant>... on fire... <pant>... and... <pant>... so fucking... <gasp>... big..."

Sam's other hand squeezed the side of Mackenzie's ass and pulled her tightly against him.

"FUCK!" he suddenly screamed. Her entire cut was now red hot, almost burning and scalding his cock as it plunged in and out of her. Seconds later, he erupted and his cum gushed forth, filling her pussy.

Sam moaned, the entire experience an odd mixture of pleasure and pain. He felt himself beginning to deflate, but Mackenzie was still vigorously pumping and riding his tool, her groans becoming increasingly frustrated sounding and her voice deeper, almost growling.

 

[intriguess]

Satisfaction continued to elude her as she rode him, she knew she was growling, what she didn't know was that she was connecting with Katherine, who even now was feeling her frustration, and taking it out on her boyfriend.

It was a good thing the pizza guy was young as Mackenzie continued to ravage his body, eventually standing up, feeling over heated and still frustrated, hormones racing through her body. She moved against him again, wrestling briefly so that while he was on top of her, her thighs were gripping his waist.

Before this position would have guaranteed a satisfying g-spot orgasm now, it seemed to just make her ache even more inside. As she tried over and over again to find satisfaction, all she found was unmet needs and desires. As a substitute Sam was handy, but in the end, he barely managed to scratch her itch.

She took all he had to give and then some, finally pulling away from his limp sated body. She took some extra cash from her purse and laid it on the counter with a note saying it had been fun. Mackenzie took a long shower, trying to erase the stench of him upon her body. The hot water would have scalded any normal person and she masterbated thinking of Mark, tears rolling down her cheeks as orgasm trembled through her suddenly weak form.

 

[Malvolio]

Sam laid upon the floor for several minutes before he heard the shower start. Seeing the note and cash, he scooped it up, stuffed it into his jeans pocket, dressed and made a hasty exit. He smiled to himself as he drove away and made a mental note to stop by with a free pizza for Mackenzie sometime.

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Katherine was feeling on edge. All afternoon she'd gone back and forth between wanting to tear somebody's head off at work and fuck their brains out. She worked as an office manager at a small insurance company and was used to boring, menial days, but had never had one quiet like this. Late in the afternoon, her horniness had gone through the roof. She quietly closed her office door and put her line on "hold". Surfing the internet, she began pulling up porn sites and masterbating to the images before her. However, this didn't seem to quiet "scratch the itch" and soon she was no longer paying much attention to the images on her screen. Katherine was sliding lower and lower in her chair. Eventually she was lying on the floor, her clothes undone and strewn about behind her desk. She was now feverishly masterbating, groaning and growling, her eyes tightly shut, images of being on all fours in the woods, being aggressively fucked from behind by... she wasn't sure exactly whom... or even what... but the vision was burned into her mindseye.

When she finally calmed down, the need still not sated, she was shocked to discover the carpet upon which she was lying now had deep scratches as if razor sharp knives had cut into them.

Looking at the clock, she hurriedly packed her things and left for the day.

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Things went on and on like this for the next few weeks. Katherine found her mood swings and sexual needs were getting out of control. She was embarrassed and reluctant to share them with her boyfriend and they'd had a series of ongoing arguments about her alienation of affection. He could satisfy her needs in the morning, but by late afternoon she found herself craving something... else.

Katherine was sitting in a coffee and pastry shop down the street from her office, pondering the events of the last few weeks and debating to herself whether she ought to seek out a therapist.

 

[intriguess]

Tracking Katherine had not been as easy as she would have thought. At times the scent was overwhelmingly strong, such that she could not pinpoint the direction, other times it was so tantalizingly delicate that it begged to be followed. Plus Mackenzie had neglected work a lot and so had a pile of favors to be paid back. As the days passed she quelled her urges with toys and had broken her removable shower head.

By the time she had a day free and a plumber coming to install a new one, the moon was absent from the sky. If Mackenzie had been paying attention she would have know she was ovulating and that her body was sending off fuck me pheremones. The library was quiet enough that she'd spent most of her time isolated from the patrons.

Little did she know that fate was about to help her out.

Mackenzie had just finished taking a bath and cleaning the tub, wanting it to be clean before the plumber got there. Any modesty she had had vanished with the change and she was wearing a thin silk robe, that clung to her damp skin. The pale green making her eyes seem even more luminescent. Her prominent nipples rubbing against the fabric, enhancing the sexuality of her concealed form as she opened the door to see the last man she expected to see.

Dan....

She almost blushed and wondered if he recognized her, as both he and Katherine had been quite intoxicated that evening. Her heart was racing and she wished she had done more to slake her urges over the past two weeks than mere self stimulation, as the urge to mate with him was increasing exponentially.

 

[Malvolio]

Dan arrived at the condo, the last of his rounds that day. Seemed like a million things had come up and fortunately he was in a charitable mood and willing to stop by in the evening to replace the shower head for this resident. Besides, it was a simple job and he'd collect time and a half for his overtime.

When Mackenzie opened the door, something about her struck him immediately as familiar. Had they met? Dan doubted it. Yet... there was something... familiar...

It must have been her brazen sexuality that was throwing him off. Everything about her screamed sex, from her appearance, her smell, her demeanor. Fortunately, Dan was loyal to his girlfriend. Or at least had been. Up to this point.

Mackenzie showed him to the shower and Dan quickly replaced the shower head fixture. Looking at the old one, he wondered how the heck it had gotten so twisted up. He shook his head and chuckled to himself. As he looked up, he was startled to find Mackenzie standing in the doorway to the bathroom, staring at him with a hungry, almost predatory look in her eye.

"Um, all done, miss," he said.

When she didn't react or even move, Dan repeated himself.

"I heard you the first time. And no, you're not done. You're done when I say you're done," she commanded.

"Excuse me? I... er, I don't understand..."

Dan could feel the stirring of his penis as his arrousal grew. Something inside him wanted to fuck her... really FUCK her... right here, right now. Katherine could go to hell. He wanted... needed... this woman...

 

[intriguess]

Mackenzie watched him the entire time, and unlike the pizza delivery boy who had just been to scratch an itch. Dan was like itching powder, and she wasn't about to let him leave as she stood in the door.

When he addressed her as Miss it was as if a switch went off within her. She had no idea that being bonded with Katherine made her desire Dan. She wasn't even aware of what she was saying as he stammered something.

Mackenzie voice was a commanding growl, "Call me Mistress," she paused briefly hissing the next word as she let her robe slide off her shoulders and pool on the floor, "Bitch."

 

[Malvolio]

Dan stared in disbelief, unsure of what to make of the situation. Something in her voice... it almost overwhelmed his own willpower, making him unable to resist.

Seconds later, Dan snapped out of it. He grinned to himself. This woman was smoking hot and crazy horny. In short, she was every man's wet dream. Dan would be crazy to pass up this opportunity.

"Ok... misstress," he half chuckled, drawing close to her and beginning to undo his pants.

"Why don't you wrap those beautiful lips around my cock, baby?" he growled back at her playfully.

 

[intriguess]

She raised one eyebrow, managing to look cool calm and collected while her blood boiled and her lust raged wildly. Mackenzie slowly and deliberately removed his shirt, laying her warm strong palm against his chest, feeling his heart beat, feeling the rise and fall of his breath.

"Only if you let me fuck you like an animal," if Dan had been paying attention he would have noticed her eyes were glowing, but his eyes were drawn to the supersized nipples.

Mackenzie could smell Katherine upon his cock, and part of her wanted nothing more than to devour him and savour the faint traces of Katherine's pussy on his dick. The other part wanted him to submit, like a dog.

 

[Malvolio]

Dan chuckled. This was fun!

"Ok... Mistress. I'll play along. I will let you fuck me like an animal. In fact, I WANT you to fuck me like an animal. Do your worst, baby. I can take it."

Dan laughed and gave Mackenzie's nipples a light pinch. Leaning forward, he began to suck on one while his fingers kneeded the other.

 

[intriguess]

His playful tone was refreshing and infuriating, and when his mouth landed on her nipple she was lost. Pressing back against the sink and finally lifting herself up on the counter. Her fingers making quick work of his pants, her warm hands tugging insistently on his cock, feeling it surge to full length under her warm talented hands.

If Dan had been paying attention he might have noticed her body was too hot, too perfect, incredibly hairless, strong, and more. She spread her thighs and pulled him towards her, "You might regret your words." Mackenzie growled again feeling the animalist lust and rage surge inside her.

 

[Malvolio]

Dan couldn't believe his luck. She was practically burning with desire and lust. This was going to be one memorable fuck! All thoughts of Katherine were, not surprisingly, completely gone from his mind now.

"You might regret your words."

"Mmm, make me regret them, baby! I dare you, hot stuff!"

Dan pressed his body against Mackenzie's perfect form, his cock ready to cum the instant she touched it. It rubbed against her cunt, which felt downright hot against the tip of his manhood. Her juices ran out, dripping over his dick as it parted her pussy lips and prepared to enter her.

Dan was now aggressively kissing her breasts and neck, biting lightly and laughing.

"You're not so tough, mistress. You're just begging to be fucked. Don't worry, I can handle you and give you what you want. You're a pretty kinky bitch, you know that? Maybe it would turn you on knowing I just fucked my girlfriend before I came over here. I didn't even wash my dick off. I bet you can even still taste her cunt on my cock."

Dan groaned in pleasure as his cock began to enter Mac's burning pussy. He could feel her swollen clit, rubbing against his manhood.

"You horny slut," he hissed.

 

[intriguess]

"Bitch," she growled feeling the power he didn't even realize he'd given up when he entered her without having her suck him. Her strong legs wrapped around him, and controlled his pace, giving him just enough space to give her a good fuck. Her arms wrapped around him, the heat of her body warming his frame. Her mouth moved to his neck, kissing, sucking, and biting along his shoulder, imposing her superiority with every touch of her lips.

She had not intended to leave a mark, but wasn't surprised that she was creating a nice hickey.

 

[Malvolio]

Dan was in heaven as they fucked and she sucked and bit on his neck. All thoughts of Katherine were completely gone and he felt like a completely different man. Mackenzie was incredible, her body was on fire and she brought out a wild passion he'd never felt before.

"Oh God, yes! Yes!" he moaned.

Dan felt like putty in her arms. They'd gradually made their was out of the bathroom and were now down on the floor of her bedroom with her on top of him, continuing to fuck like there was no tomorrow.

With a loud groan, Dan erupted, his cum gushing deep inside Mackenzie. As he opened his eyes and met Mackenzie's gaze, Dan was startled to find her eyes were a glowing amber color.

"What the fuck?!" Dan gasped. He struggled against her, but was stunned to find himself unable to move against her powerful grip that pinned him to the floor.