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 Curse of the Moon

Discussion in 'Roleplay Area Archive' started by Jason Snow, Dec 17, 2018.

  1. Jason Snow

    Jason Snow Reaper of Mankind Member

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    The storm that raged high above was not relenting as Jason drove down the long and pitch black deserted road. Light reflected off the soaked asphalt that stretched out endlessly in front of him. In his gut he could feel the pull of the moon high above, the moon was getting stronger seeing as the full moon was only days away from rising. The day before and after the full moon were the days that Jason was at his very strongest but there was a catch that came with the strength. On the night of the full moon, Jason would be more volatile with the wolf inside being stronger than any other night of the month. His inner emotions would be more powerful and would sway him towards bad and good without a real sense of mind being behind them. In that state, nothing would make sense to Jason and he would kill without even considering it as a crime or a thing against his very core beliefs. "Bleiben Sie dran Du Hast für den nächsten," blared the radio breaking Jason's concentration for a minute. He couldn't understand a single word they had just said but he did recognize 'Du Hast' as a song, It was most likely saying which song was next on the list of never ending music. Without waiting for the song to come on Jason turned off the radio and listened to the purr of his muscle car as the dark and forbidden woods passed by without ever changing.

    The cursed woods of Germany reminded him of the night that he had been so defenseless against the beast that forever marked him with the curse of the moon, an unbreakable disease that he would be plagued with for the rest of his life. That night he only thought what had attacked him was a freakishly large wolf, but the very next day Jason figured out the truth when he became the very same beast himself. From that night on he had been alone without anyone by his side, for a human and a werewolf there were few things worse than total seclusion from others. Both creatures were pack animals and to go from being loved by many to cared for by none was a drastic change that would damage anyone in their right mind. The government only searched for Jason for about two months before they claimed he was dead and the payout from his insurance came a few months later. It took some serious work but Jason was able to get his hands on the 400,000 dollar insurance policy. With that money, Jason had been traveling throughout Europe searching for the beast that turned him into what he was. The money would last him a while if he was careful with it and only spent it when he absolutely needed it. He had already spent a few thousand on weapons alone, a few handguns and rifles with no serial number cost way more than a normal firearm would cost. It didn't help in the slightest that Jason couldn't use his ID because he was pronounced dead and dead men didn't buy weapons in a foreign nation. The bullets he used weren't the cheapest in the world either, bullets made from pure silver tended to come at a steep price and Jason had buckets of the ammo. You could never have enough when facing an entire pack of shifters.

    Jason almost passed the overgrown road that wasn't even on the GPS he had sitting on the dashboard, if he had thought the first road was creepy and deserted then he didn't know what to call the isolated abyss that peered back at him from this road. Jason pulled off the road and into the tree line, driving his Mustang deep enough into the woods that it wouldn't be spotted in the off chance that someone came down the main road he had pulled off of. From here Jason had to hike a mile into the woods to get to the cabin, the place his new life started and the last place his sire was seen at. It must have been true that the culprit always returns to the scene of the crime. Jason cut the engine and killed the lights before he popped the trunk to retrieve his weapons of destruction. He wasn't going to go into the cabin with just his werewolf abilities alone if he did when he was just asking for an ass kicking from the one who created him. After getting out Jason walked back to his trunk and pulled out his AR-15 Beowulf, a high powered 50cal. rifle, and his 50ae Desert Eagle. Two very strong weapons that could tear through the chest of a werewolf and put the beast down humanely.

    "Locked and Loaded," Jason muttered, his southern accent very apparent whenever he spoke. His accent is something from home that would never fade no matter how hard he tried to conceal it whenever he spoke so Jason just stopped trying to hide it. Nowadays Jason saw it more as a happy reminder of where he came from and that not everything about him had changed whenever he became a child of the wolf. Jason holstered the high powered magnum in its holster and started the long hike towards the cabin he knew too well. About a week ago he had gotten a call from a dear friend that still knew he was alive. The person wasn't part of the military in any way so Jason felt that he could trust her. She had told him that just like when he was turned people were going missing all throughout the woods again with the cabin being the dead center of the mess. His friend didn't know about the whole werewolf part and just thought Jason was trying to track down a serial killer before he came back out into the open again.

    Leaves cracked under the weight of each foot as Jason inched closer and closer to what the last three years have been about. The rain was pouring down now as if heaven had decided to open up its gate for the man that stood before them, the angels themselves were lamenting what happened to him. He could feel the pressure and excitement bubbling in his chest. Jason may have been hunting his sire for many years now but other than a woman by the name of Natalia he hadn't actually met another werewolf before. The only reason he ever ran into Natalia was that like him she was hunting down the one that had sired her, other then a few quick words they had never really talk and that was the end of the story. Both of the werewolves were loners that did choose this life and were now stuck with it for the remainder of their days. As he walked Jason ran over the plan in his head over and over again. He would approach from the back this time avoiding the door at all cost, from the records in town hall the cabin has a few windows in the back that he could use to enter undetected. After entering he would need to take care of the pack as silently as possible before executing his sire in the worst way possible for revenge of all the years he stole from him. Burning the bodies and the cabin would be the last thing he would do before leaving to start life again somewhere else, they robbed him of his past life and it was something he could never get back now.

    After 15 minutes or so the cabin finally came into view, it was a small rustic place that seemed to come from the early 1600's. It stood eerily in the woods with not a single light on inside. Just looking at the place that took his old life sent shivers down Jason's spine and left him with a dry mouth. He had hoped to never have to come back to the dreaded place but here he was standing maybe 50 feet from the cabin with a weapon in hand. Placing each step in front of the other Jason crept loser trying as hard as he could to not make a noise, at this point he couldn't mess up and alert his sire that he was just outside. The rain was hiding any sounds he made anyways and the thunder was useful since he could make loud noises and not be heard. Definitely not after the luck he had with the wind blowing away from the cabin. Getting to the cabin was flawless with not even the crackle of a leaf taking place. It took him a minute to find a window to climb in but after a while, Jason was in a musty bedroom of the cabin, it looked to not have been touched in many many years and dust coated everything. With a gun in hand, Jason took a minute to access his situation before he finally stepped off, opening the door to the main room with a weapon aimed high and ready to fire.​
     
  2. Iniquity

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    Natalia had partially grown up in a small village, it had been fairly rural and had given her the difficulty of getting used to the twenty-first-century technology once she started to hunt in other countries. Although she was Russian born, her accent was mixed thanks to her moving across a good few countries (in her teens) due to her father's work. Even after all of those years, the she-wolf was still on the move but for a completely different reason; her sire. The beast that had taken her father and many people they loved. Innocent people. Natalia had always fought for people, and she would never stop. Innocent humans in the crossfire were the most unfortunate, and more often than not her reckless behaviour came to light when she was faced with protecting one of those people. Or when she got angry... More often than not, Natalia was unstable with rage; it was one of her weaknesses.

    On her travels, she'd met a rather strange oddity, another bitten werewolf who seemed to be on the same trail she was. Natalia didn't like to share, even in revenge. It was her mission to bring the bastard to his knees, and she didn't need help doing so. This other werewolf gave her motivation to speed up as much as she could, even if it meant going days without sleep. Most of her dreams were filled with night terrors, so it almost felt as if it made no difference. Unlike her counterpart, Natalia didn't travel with a variety of weapons. The female was trained and able, but over the several years that she'd been a wolf the rage inside of her took over and begged for her favourite type of combat; close quarters. As she'd been a hunter, her senses were honed in combat even when under great stress. Most werewolves could be dispatched easily; especially with her female scent to distract them.

    The fresh cold air reminded her of morality, even with a great deal of fur protecting her from the harsh winds and violent rain. Natalia had taken to dashing on foot with no gear, no supplies. It was reckless, but she'd been looking for so long. She chose the life of a hunter, to seek out deer and other prey to tear into to satisfy her hunger. It may have been slower than a vehicle capable of higher end speeds, but she could cut through a variety of woods and otherwise difficult areas for people in vehicles. There was something about being out in the wild, tracking scents and feeling the ground crumble beneath her paws as she dashed through it. It fed into one of the most important things to Natalia, and one of her greatest weaknesses, to feel powerful. The she-wolf thrived at the idea of her sire seeing exactly what he'd created, and forcing him to suffer for his fatal mistake.

    Natalia had been following the scent of her sire, and killing any werewolves she found along the way. It was easy enough to get them to give up any information they had with seemingly minimal torture, which was rather disappointing. What was the use of abusing them for information if they didn't even put up a fight? It was how she'd first found out where her Sire was heading, torture. Once she'd found a direction, she'd soon enough come across glimpses of his scent and was able to track him from there. Not to mention, he also left a trail of human corpses. That asshole was going to pay for what he'd done, there was no doubt about that. All Natalia had to do was make sure she found him before anyone else; he was her kill and if anyone should stand in her way, Natalia was prepared to do what she had to.

    The she-wolf finally made her way into a stronger scent, which meant he had been in that area not all that long ago, maybe a few days. The she-wolf rose her maw, ears turning to pick up any traces of sound. Along with her inspection of the area, she noticed several decaying corpses that had been buried in shallow graves, lazy assholes. Their laziness was her benefit, and it didn't take long for the wolf to pad through the wet ground toward a hill that seemed to be the hub of scents, ignoring the pestering rainfall that began to decorate her coat with glistening beads of water. With a huff, she continued to sweep the area. Their scents didn't grow stronger, which concerned her. One scent stood out more than most; the man she'd met, Jason. A low growl rumbled from within her; he was already there.

    With a grunt, the female neared the main entrance. She was confident enough in her assessment that if any of them did remain, the Alpha's scent was too weak for him to have been there the last day. The she-wolf lined herself up perfectly, preparing her hind legs and sank her claws down into the muddy ground before launching into a full sprint, charging at the front door with enough force to break the hinges, allowing her to slide right in with a loud, vicious growl thundering through her being as her gaze immediately snapped to the male with a gun raised. Her ears clamped back to her skull as she allowed a low growl to rumble from her throat as she scanned the room, cautiously. Nothing. It was dusty and incredibly musky in the cabin; there was only the brief hint of movement from the lack of dust in some spots. The kitchenette and living room were joined, the only things that remained were rustic counter tops and an old battered sofa.

    A loud cracking sound echoed through the room as Natalia summoned her shift. Her muscles tore and reformed around her changing bone structure. The large, grey and white wolf emerged as a slender, curved blonde as naked as the day she'd been born. Scars littered her body, fresh and old. The female cracked her neck slightly before making her way toward Jason, "We're too late, they were last here a day ago max. I suspect they've run out of play things." It had occurred to her that they would need to team up if she hoped to beat him to the kill; if she was closer to him, she could snap up the chance right under his nose.

    A delicate hand rose up to brush along his gun, her full lips giving a slight pout in thought, "Nice piece." There was a feminine thickness to her accent that was hard to pin-point. "From or chance meetings I'm assuming you were trained, professionally at least." Her gaze swept over him, assessing his posture and his expression. Although being nude bothered her, she didn't allow that to seep through. The last thing she needed to do was show weakness when she was going to angle at a deal. Even if her small pink nubs had tightened in the cool air, giving her ample mounds somewhat of an enhancement. Natalia was bare and toned; there wasn't much hair on her, which seemed amusing as she was a werewolf. The female did believe self-care was important.

    "Look, G.I. Joe, we're both hunting the same bastard. I say we hunt him together." Her gaze flickered up toward him, crossing her arms under her supple mounds that shifted with the movement. "Two heads are better than one." There was no relenting in her icy gaze; she was sizing him up as much as she would an enemy. "What do you say?"
     
  3. Jason Snow

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    The quietness of the cabin was an eerie sign that no one was around, it was a disappointment to find that not a single soul remained beside himself inside. His sire always seemed to be a step in front of Jason no matter how hard he worked or how many steps he took in precaution. He couldn't seem to find the beast that sired him into this supernatural world that was hidden so very well beneath the normal human one. Jason took a deep breath through his nose and concentrated on what he could smell, the scent of his sire was stale and definitely not fresh. Though out of all of his wolf abilities his tracking was the one that he was lacking the most in. Great Strength flowed throughout his body with instincts to match, his hearing was excellent which surprised him because he used to have tinnitus before he was changed. The wolfs healing rate was also incredible seeing as he could heal from a non-silver bullet in a day, but his smell still wasn't as good as normal werewolves. He didn't know if it was natural for werewolves to excel in certain abilities and not in others but Jason did make up for it with his strength that rivaled others.

    Jason heard the light footsteps of a wolf outside before the door exploded inwards sending debris all over the cabin. He naturally took aim at the door as a giant she-wolf slid into the room with anger and revenge in her eyes. The scent of she-wolf filled the room taking over the weak scent of the pack that had been barely lingering. The scent of the she-wolf was extremely familiar to Jason and it only took a few seconds for him to realize who the wolf was. Natalia had found the trail of their sire as well and must have run all the way here as a wolf which impressed Jason a little bit. "Look what the cat dragged it from the rain," Jason said to Natalia in her wold form. He had been teasing her slightly but to him, she was a beautiful creature that was at the top of the food chain in the world. Her fur was a lighter tone than when Jason transformed into his wolf form which made her look angelic. Jason was a black wolf with a little grey mixed into the fur on his back and he had the brightest silver eyes that shinned no matter what light they were in. Even when Jason was in his human form he kept the sterling silver eyes that pierced through anything he stared at. The disturbing sound of Natalia shifting echoed through the tiny cabin making Jason shiver just a little, he had never liked the sound of shifting because it was literally every bone and muscle in the human body breaking and reforming. Even though he didn't like hearing the sounds Jason kept his weapon up and aimed downwind towards her. He didn't know Natalia enough to lower his weapon when she was in front of him in her wolf form.

    The extremely beautiful she-wolf slowly shifted into a dangerously attractive female. Her looks and scent had to be the scourge of normal male werewolves, the thing was that Jason wasn't as weak as normal werewolves. He agreed that her looks were on par with the heavenly host but they didn't affect his fighting morale in the tiniest bit. If Natalia turned out to be an enemy then he would just have to see her as an enemy and take her down without seeing her as a stunning woman. When she was done shifting Natalia stood before him in all her naked glory. If this was a movie then the room would probably be lit up as if the sun had come into the room. Jason was very hesitant when she approached him with nothing on, it had been well over three years since he had been with a woman so being here with the she-wolf was not very advisable for his health at all. His eyes couldn't help to be drawn to places lower than her neck, he found himself staring at her naked body and hardened buds for a second. It didn't take him long to harden his face and return his gaze to her eyes hoping that she didn't witness his lack of control for a second. "I figured that was the case, I couldn't smell any fresh scents when approaching the house and there is nothing really fresh in the cabin either," Jason growled out, he was frustrated with the outcome of coming out here and his southern accent was stronger because of that. If Jason didn't have his weapon in his hand then he would have already thrown something at a wall or placed his fist through the said wall.

    As the She-Wolf got even closer Jason slightly tensed up and watched as she ran her hand up the barrel of his gun, even though she was being gently is still made the barrel dip a bit. From the distance she was to him he could feel her body heat which was higher than a normal human thanks to her wolf blood, though he knew that she could still feel the cold because her nipples were clearly hard as diamonds at the moment. "Thanks, I do see what you are saying but what makes you want to team up with me. Don't get me wrong but you don't seem like a person that works very well with teamwork." Jason sated his thoughts out loud. The little Jason knew about Natalia was that she wasn't a person that like to share things in life. That was pretty much the extent of his knowledge on the she-wolf, on the few occasions they had met not many words were traded between the wolfs. Though Jason couldn't see why she would want to team up with Jason when she could just go after their sire on her own. In his eyes, Natalia was way more capable than him at finding their sire because it seemed that she had more history with the creatures then he did. She seemed to know how to track the dangerous beasts better what Jason did, which was looking for trails of bodies and using his friend Arianna.

    Jason got tired of holding the rifle up and figured he was safe enough since Natalia seemed to want to work with him. He clicked on the rifle's safety and swung the lethal weapons strap over his shoulder were it rested the rifle perfectly against his back. "You know what, I really don't care what reasoning's you have for teaming up with me. As long as you don't try and stab me in the back then I agree to a temporary pact with you until we catch the beast that did this to us." Jason replied to her question finally after giving it a second of thought. Maybe this was what he needed to finally catch their sire, he had tried everything else in the book but teaming up with another wolf was something he had not had the chance to do yet. It only made sense that one werewolf couldn't take on an entire pack by themselves. The two of them together most likely could though seeing as they were both the cream of the crop.

    "There are a few ground rules I would like to say first. I don't know how you feel for humans but I don't want a single one of them hurt while we track down our Sire. Also, clothes are a must while you are around me, I don't need your amazing body as a distraction at all times." Jason said as he pulled off the leather jacket he was wearing over his plain black tight fitting t-shirt. He tossed the warm jacket to her before he finally sat his gun down against a wall. Without his jacket on his body was now on display for her to see, not a part of him was not muscle from the look of the shirt fitting snugly to his chest and abs. Years of intense training and prepping for battle combined with the change that happened when he became a wolf made his body that way. Jason was proud of the shape he kept himself in and he was upset sometimes that couldn't show it off more. "So what do you think we should do know that he isn't here and the storm outside has probably wiped any trails away that we could have followed?"
     
  4. Iniquity

    Iniquity Vagabond. Moderator

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    Natalia didn't allow her gaze to slip from the male as he spoke, in fact, she began to sweep her gaze over his form in a suitable assessment of his frame. He was handsome, it was a shame she would most likely need to need to deceive him to get what she needed, maybe she could still find some use for him aside from keeping him at her side so that he wasn't able to track down the Alpha before her. "I don't work well with others, I do work well for what I want, though. You found the cabin at the same time I did." She was implying that his skill, or what she expected was the pure skill that led him to the cabin, was worth teaming up for. Not to mention... If the female followed through with her oath, it meant killing herself to prevent lycanthropy to spread, that would mean she'd need to kill as many as she could, including the man standing before her. Maybe a bomb of some kind would prove a decent method. Of course, she had wondered what it would be like to live a life, one that didn't have horror and death... But she was what she was, and she'd taken a blood oath.

    The she-wolf watched the way he removed the threat of his weapon, which didn't seem to affect her relaxed nature or the way she assessed him. The woman wondered if he even knew how to harness the beast inside to work for him. Hell, it'd taken her some time to figure out, and she hunted the damn things. Rules... Natalia wasn't good with them, but her focus remained on the male's handsome features as he spoke. "Humans are to be protected. You clearly need to learn a few things about me." What truly caught her attention was his comment about clothing. Usually, Natalia found herself concealing herself at any moment, concerned about who would see. There was some pride in shedding that fear and concern, and now there was pure amusement in knowing that her body was classified as a distraction. A warm smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as he pulled off his jacket and threw it to her, which she caught and slid on, it covered her perky mounds, but not much else. "Sure you wouldn't just rather fuck me and get it out of your system. We're going to have to change en route, which means ripping clothes. And I didn't bring any with me." There was a rather playful and somewhat taunting smile over her lips that caused her blue orbs to ignite in a predatory glow.

    After a long gaze of what clearly was... sizing him up, the brunette gave a slow exhale. "I think we need to get to the radio as soon as possible. We need to find a police scanner, any reports of a wild animal attack in a fifty-mile radius could be them. We can still track them by scent but the rain will make it more difficult. I assume you're not used to tracking as.. your animal self?" From the way he held himself, and the way he looked, Natalia assumed he had a very similar story to her; training and combat experience. And if she'd had to guess, the way he had looked over her, he'd been without company or at least without good company in the sheets for some time. Natalia was an opportunist, sex was a means of manipulation and a valid tactic in her eyes, but that didn't mean she didn't seek some relief out of it herself.

    "I'd say we should make a trip around town, see if there are any small gas stations, an easy target. I assume they're going to be making a trip to another town when they're done causing problems here." Natalia had a suspicion her Sire was creating more of them and leaving them, just as she'd assumed he'd done with Jason. She had been a mistake, a spiteful mistake. But Jason? He seemed like he had military knowledge, and no true knowledge of what he was hunting, he was an ideal target. What surprised her was that he'd been strong enough to pull through the change; it was a rare percentile that made it through. He must've been even stronger than he looked, which set the bar pretty high. "So, let's move. I assume you drove here?" The female glanced outside, the rain was still pouring down, but she was already fairly wet from the run in, so it didn't bother her. "Lead the way, soldier." Natalia's gaze lingered over his chest, noting how well cared for his body was. Definitely military, and she detested that she seemed allured to that fact. A man who knew his way around a gun and had discipline was one of her favourites; not to mention that southern accent of his was taunting her to drop the jacket from her shoulders. It was loose enough to slip, considering their size difference. But she held onto it regardless. She was ready to follow him to his vehicle, and made no effort to hide the way she looked over him as if he was a piece of meat.
     
  5. Jason Snow

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    "I did have help finding the place, I have a good friend from my past life who works with the MI6 in the UK. She works in the cyber intelligence division and helps me with small favors like this." Jason explained how he had found each place his sire had been at. Arianna would report findings that came across her screen. Every once in a while she would get reports of a large group of people going missing in small wooded towns around the European, Asian and African continent. Those search parameters combined with reports of massive wolf tracks lead him to conclude that his Sires pack was active in the area. As far as he knew his sire was the most active werewolf in the eastern hemisphere. Of course, there were other packs but they seemed to be smaller in number than the one he was hunting. Jason couldn't help but smile when she said that humans were meant to be protected, they shared the same passion in their hearts. Jason gave an oath when he enlisted into the military to protect those in need and defend his country with his life. Even though he was no longer in the military nothing had changed, the scope of the oath just changed from Americans to the entire world of humans.

    Jason let out a low groan when she offered her body to him basically. He couldn't tell if she was joking or being dead serious, not that it mattered though. Laying Natalia down in his hotel room back in town felt more like a need than a want, but Jason didn't have the time or the pleasure of doing something so careless. "You know I would love the opportunity to slam you onto a bed and ravage you but you know we don't have the privilege of doing that. Anyways would you really want to lay with a man you really don't know, a man who is just as complicated as you?" Jason's eyes glanced down her body as she pulled on his jet black jacket. The jacket was big enough on her to reach past her waist which didn't really help conceal her nether regions since she didn't zip it up at all. All the jacket did was conceal her supple fair breasts and sides, he could plainly see down her toned body. Her slim waist and curved hips brought out an urge within him he hadn't felt in so long. If he was being honest she made the jacket look way better then he did. He knew everytime they shifted back that the she-wolf would give him a heart attack. Man, this woman was going to be the death of him with her smoking looks and temptress personality.

    "I got a Police radio in my car that we can use, and the nearest town is a few miles to the north of here. Tracking is something I'm just not good at it just doesn't come naturally to me like everything else did when I was first turned." Jason replied as he walked away to check through the cabinets of the cabin. The stench of decay got stranger as he neared the cabinets, something must have died in one of them and was giving off a stench of death. The only thing that worried Jason was that it smelled slightly human which wasn't a good at all. He had been smelling decay since he got near the cabin but this was stronger then it was outside, it smelled fresher. Jason opened one of the cabinets to reveal a severed hand sitting upright with every finger but it's middle missing. The middle finger was also propped up to where it was flipping off Jason. "He knows were are coming for him, catching up is not going to easy with him on guard. Follow me to the car, I have some sweats and a blanket you can cover yourself in." Jason slammed the cabinet closed which broke the hinges ending the door crashing to the ground, he retrieved his firearm before he looked out the broken door.

    The rain was still pouring outside but it didn't bother Jason as he walked out into the cold stinging weather. The ground was muddy as hell with the leaves clumping to the bottom of his combat boots. The weather was only getting worse as the night passed and before long all traces of the pack that had resided here for the past few days would be gone. "So Natalia, tell me about yourself and how long you have been searching for the asshole that is our sire," Jason asked as they neared his car. The trees all look gloomy in the night but his vision could sort of see through them in the darkness of the night. The sleek paint job of his mustang soon came into view and Jason popped the trunk to store his weapons away. After he secured his weapons he unlocked the doors to the car and opened Natalia's before trudging over to his side to get in. The air in the car was just as cold as the air outside was during this time of the year. Jason was a little surprised that it was not snowing currently since it seemed cold enough to be. "There are sheets in the back and some of my clothes, you are welcome and encouraged to put some on before we head into town. I don't want to be responsible for giving some old man a heart attack."
     
  6. Iniquity

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    Natalia paid great attention as the male explained how he found the location. It had... truly surprised her. Of course, she assumed he'd been left and had to learn on his own, so maybe for someone who wasn't used to hunting simply wasn't attuned to tracking. She'd never even thought about it from a human perspective, as her human life had been filled with preparation for a war of the supernatural kind. It was... oddly useful, even if Jason wasn't a tracker, he had inside information that could fuel their hunt with much less hassle. Natalia didn't exactly fancy tracking on foot for the next few months or however long it took to get their Sire before them. It wasn't because she didn't enjoy it, but more because it wasn't logical to move on foot for that length of time when she'd already been out months on end. Not to mention some countries would prove harder to move through than others.

    There was almost a true glimpse of a smirk curling over her full lips as he reacted to her offer, it displayed how easy it would be for her to get a release if she so desired it. From looking over him, she definitely knew she'd be craving him at some point. Thankfully, her lust was kept at bay rather well due to the burning need within her to kill the son of a bitch who turned them. "Why wouldn't I? I use protection." The female made certain her smirk appeared over her lips, her ice blue orbs taking a rather devious tint, "I have needs and I sate them, it's as simple as that. No mess, no fuss... Well, maybe a little mess." Her slender shoulders rose in a shrug. Natalia was never big on connections, most of her life had been trying to live up to her father's expectations. The only friendship she'd truly had was with her sister Anna. And it didn't seem like that would change anytime soon. To get Natalia to open up was like working with explosives; volatile, life-threatening, but possibly rewarding.

    "Well, we better get going then. They may be far ahead of us by now." Natalia was delighted to hear that he had a radio, it would prove useful. The female watched carefully as the male followed a rather dreadful stench of decay. The sight he discovered would've made her laugh if it wasn't so cocky. Natalia kept silent and just followed the male out toward his car. The mud soon caressed between her toes, nestling over her feet as they both arrived at the rather nice car. Oh well, it could be cleaned later. Natalia was revisiting the way Jason had slammed the cupboard to the point of breaking it, she wondered if he suffered from rage as much as she did; it would serve him well if he did. The blonde felt her hair sticking to her body and his jacket as he opened up the car door for her. The act almost looked as if it wounded her; nobody had opened a door for her, she had no idea how to react. Nevertheless, she slipped into the passenger seat and gave a rather uncomfortable groan at feeling the cold leather press against her warm, supple and bare flesh. "Thanks, I'll get them back to you after I steal some of my own." With that, she shrugged off the jacket in his seat and caused a rather large wobble of her perked round mounds before she used her toes to lean on once she rose and eased her body between the two front seats, her bare flesh mere inches from his face.

    Once she'd gathered a few items she drew them back with her as she settled in the passenger seat once more. "I was actually going to plan on you having a pet dog mixed with a wolf, humans seem intent on mixing breeds that should never come in contact with one another. But this works just as well." Natalia tugged on a t-shirt similar to what he was wearing at that moment and she noticed just how much bigger it was than her frame, luckily, her breasts seemed to keep it from being too baggy. "You wanted to know about me. All you need to know is that I've been hunting werewolves a lot longer than I have been one." She spoke as she slipped on a pair of sweatpants, wriggling her hips as she leaned on her feet to elevate her hips and midsection in order to tug the clothing over her pale, bare flesh. She had no doubt he'd see her more clearly than in the cabin, but she paid no attention to it. No doubt he'd now see the glimpses of scars along her figure, her pale flesh made it difficult to spot most of them.

    "From what I can tell, his little message for you is meant to enrage you. Most werewolves lose control to rage. I know he wants us to find him, it's a game to him. He won't feel a threat from us, yet. You have one thing he didn't expect. Me." She glanced toward the man, her gaze stern. "If I get the chance, I will take the kill. I was born to hunt them, to hunt him." There was a firmness in her voice that was almost fierce; it was the conviction. It was only with his death that she could find her peace.

    By the time they arrived in town, Natalia was ready to launch out of the car. "I have to go grab some clothes that fit me, I'll meet you back here in an hour." The female managed to get out of the car and head into town in a minute, disappearing into the small crowd of locals before starting to stalk a few shop windows. No, it wasn't going to be as easy as that. The female ducked into a modern looking shop, the town was trying to change its look and atmosphere, clearly. She waited as several women tried on some clothing, and when she'd spotted what she wanted, she waited for them to pay at the till. Thankfully, a dog walked in with its owner at the same time Natalia was planning a distraction, that'd work even better. Natalia would never tire of townspeople. It only took a glare from her to send the dog off into a state, causing the whole store to focus on the other direction. Swiftly, the blonde snagged the clothes and walked out, the dog still frenzying and earning the owner a good deal of trouble.

    Natalia ducked down an alley and swiftly changed, removing tags from the clothing. She tugged on the slender, well-fitted pair of skinny jeans, along with the shirt, jacket and shoes. Natalia played the role of human almost perfectly. Once she was clear, she made her way back with a swift pace, just in case, they spotted the clothing that had been taken. "It feels too busy here for an attack," The female announced as she returned, hands stuffed into the pockets of her jacket. "We should grab some provisions before we move on. Does your friend have any more information?" As for the scents, it was mixed with humans. There was a very faint werewolf smell, which may have meant that they had already been through it a long time ago. Natalia's brow rose as the dog and owner walked passed them, the dog immediately began to snarl. Natalia turned on her heel, gazing toward the large collie mix until it began to simmer down, giving a soft whimper before easing to lay down, which confused his owner. "Come on Oscar!" She growled, tugging at the leash until the dog responded.

    Natalia turned back to face Jason with a smirk crossing her lips, "Unless you'd like to book a hotel room? I don't cuddle though, so don't even think about that."
     
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    Natalia's body was just so tempting to Jason, maybe it was the wolf inside him that responded to the she-wolf. It could have possibly been Jason needing a release after thinking about nothing but hunting down the bastard that turned him down. He couldn't help but be captivated by her when she slipped the jacket off causing her plump bust to bounce a little. A little reaction was rising in Jason's pants which he was very happy that him sitting down mostly hid it from Natalia's view. He knew if she saw that she turned him on that he would never hear the end of it on the car ride all the way into town. It would take about 15 to 30 minutes to get back and with the sexual tension in the air, it was going to be way longer for Jason.

    While pulling his car key out of his pocket Jason felt Natalie shift into the middle of the seats. Jason turned to see if she was having trouble finding clothes and almost got a face full of her bare skin. A startled look overtook Jason's face for a second before he regained his composure and tried to calm the raging wolf inside him. Again he repeated the thought of her being his death in his mind. The way she shook her hips while getting dressed lit a fire deep in his groins. While he gazed over her body he couldn't help but notice the many scars that covered her body, that combined with her telling him that she had been doing this a while brought him to think she was some sort of hunter like Van Helsing. It didn't surprise Jason that people like that existed in this world since someone had to keep the werewolves and if they did exist, vampires, in check. "I used to have a German Shepard but when I changed she got left behind sadly," Jason said sadly as he finally got around to starting the car. He slid the key into the ignition and gave it a slow turn, the engine chocked for a second before it roared to life. The car shook with the power that came from the V-8 engine housed under the hood, the valves on the supercharger opened as he pressed on the gas slightly.

    Once Natalia was in her seat Jason shifted to reverse and slammed on the gas tearing out of the woods with mud flying everywhere. While pressing in the clutch Jason threw the car into first and took off down the road back towards the town he had come from earlier. The American muscle growled as it tore down the road making waves in the water that pooled on the road in puddles. Jason kept his eyes on the road the entire drive seeing as one mistake while driving as fast as he was could end in disastrous consequences, it did help that Natalia was finally dressed though she still made a simple t-shirt and baggy jeans look damn fine. The only thing on the sides of the roads was dark and damp trees that seemed to hide the secrets of the forest in them. The end of the forest came into view and Jason finally slowed down to the speed limit before he hit some dumb pedestrian that managed to get in his way. If she wanted clothes then she would need to go to the shopping district which was in the center of town, it being nighttime benefited them seeing as traffic wasn't as bad as it could have been. Getting to the shopping district took a few more roads until he finally pulled into some parking to the woman out.

    "Don't do anything stupid while you are gone," Jason said as he turned off the engine and leaned back not daring to look at the daring woman beside him lest he be turned right back on. Once she was gone Jason groaned aloud, he hadn't been this frustrated in ages. Who was this woman that he had decided to partner up with? Before he changed she would have been the perfect girl for him. She had her smarts and beauty as well as being strongly independent in nature. Time flew while she was gone and before long she was back at the car, Jason rolled down the window to talk to her and noticed the reaction the dog gave her when she looked at it. "Even animals are intimidated by your terrifying presence," Jason teased lightly before he opened the door yet again for her and watched as she climbed into the seat.

    Jason turned the engine back on and listened to it roar to life, he never got tired of listening to the engine startup. "She won't get back to work till tomorrow morning so we mine as well go back to my hotel room in this town. DOn't worry I'm pretty sure cuddling is the last bedroom activity on my mind right now." Jason joked lightly making his mood lighter. She looked different now that she was dressed in better clothes that were made for her body rather than clothes many sizes to big for her. The drive to the hotel didn't take long and once there Jason hopped out and locked the car after them. It was one of the tinny motels that could park right outside of, the inside of the room was sparsely decorated with one bed and a couch. Off in the corner of the room was the entrance to the bathroom which had a toilet and a bathtub for cleaning. "You can have the bed I'll take the couch, there are clean towels in the bathroom shower if you need." Jason said as he crashed onto the couch. He was exhausted and hadn't slept for days, the only reason he had the hotel room was to have a base of operation in each town.
     
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    Natalia looked somewhat amused at his tease, she appreciated that nature along with the contents. The huntress knew damn well that creatures feared her; it had been a way she'd grown up. Intimidate. Fluster. Kill. Thankfully, being a werewolf meant most animals cowered without much pressing, as a human it would've been much harder to do. The blonde slipped into the seat and closed her door as she relaxed. It seemed they were going to need to go to a hotel, and Jason had covered that. Sleep. Natalia hadn't slept in so long, she wasn't even sure she could relax. The she-wolf snorted softly at his comment before they took off. Cuddling was never on her list, it was just something she found more irritating than enjoyable. Then again, she'd never been close with someone, not really. She'd been engaged before, and that was simply to bring two hunting families together; it was all political.

    Natalia was delighted when she spotted the motel, it was quiet enough not to be a concern... or at least much of one. Once they entered, she noticed it had a tub, she hadn't seen a bath in some time. Mostly she'd been on foot, so her bathing was restricted to cold lakes or rivers. "Quite the gentleman," Natalia murmured her soft assessment before she wandered into the bathroom, closing the door softly behind her as he crashed on the couch. The female stripped down, discarding her clothing as she set the tub to fill with fairly hot water. Once she'd rinsed it out she ran a cooler bath for herself. The motel bubble bath wasn't perfect, but it smelled faintly of lavender. There weren't many feminine things about Natalia, but one thing she did enjoy was a nice, long bath. There was even an audible moan that left her lips the moment she eased down into the water.

    After about an hour, the female found herself getting out and drying. She was so completely relaxed that it felt like it was time to sleep. She gathered her clothes and made her way into the bedroom just wrapped in a towel. Natalia dumped her clothing on the space on the bed beside her and curled up into the sheets without so much as a fuss. A tired, soft sigh left her lips as she nuzzled into the pillow, her body was already thankful for a break. And then, like every night, the depths of her mind were filled with terror. Darkness. Blood. Screaming. The huntress shifted in her sleep in an almost violent manner, tossing and turning as whimpers began to escape her lips, much like a wounded animal. Reliving the experience of fighting for her life, for her father's life; only for it to be in vain. It was her ultimate nightmare come to life.

    Sleep was an enemy to her; the rest was normally interrupted, just as it was in that moment. Cries and whimpers tore from her as she began to feel a change trying to slam through her body. The nightmares she'd experienced caused her adrenaline to force her into the shift. Long, dark lashes snapped up as the she-wolf felt her bones begin to snap. Long, deep breaths soon echoed from her as she rose into a seated position, her back against the headboard as she tried to fight the need within her to run. It took all of her strength to force the shift back, which was clear by the worn expression over her delicate features. A few soft Russian words flew from her lips before she slumped back down, looking utterly defeated. Of all the times she had a terror, it had to be this. The last thing she needed to show was weakness.

    Instead of sleeping, she simply lay in bed, nuzzled into the pillow and tried to regulate her breathing.
     
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    Jason relaxed and tried to take a breather after what had happened that night. He had gone out to get his sire and instead of killing a werewolf he had managed to pick one up. He did have to say that he did score in some way, he had a sexy she-wolf that was not afraid to get a little dirty. She was any man's dream with that body of hers but one thing that drew Jason in was her attitude. In that was she was very unique in having her aggressive but still friendly attitude, it was something that wasn't seen very much in the day and age due to everyone thinking that they are incredibly entitled to everything. While Natalia was in the Bathroom he would have a little time just to himself to think about what was next on the list of things to do. He knew that he would have to call Arianna in the morning to see if she had anything else of their sire. The man was still a mystery to Jason seeing as there was nothing on him, he kept his identity pretty secret from everybody and it seemed that only his inner circle knew what he looked like. It made tracking the bastard harder then it could have been with facial tracking, nowadays there were cameras everywhere and any one of them could track a face if they just knew what he looked like.

    The door to the bathroom opened and out walked Natalia yet again with just something small covering her perfect body with no blemishes, in his books scars added to a person and made them more human. The fire his groin lit again and Jason turned facing away before any suspicion rose about him, he was going to need to learn to control his urges if he was going to be working with her. They could potentially be in the partnership for a year or two if the game of cat and mouse continued like it has been for him. He heard the sheets ruffle as she got in bed. Jason knew he needed to get some sleep as well so he got up and slid off all his clothes and after glancing over at Natalia he took off his boxers. South of his belly button, Jason was not disappointing in any way. He was well above average by quite a bit and had the perfect girth to satisfy a woman. Though after three years of not being in bed he didn't know how his performance was. He could never sleep with anything on so naked was the only choice, he knew it wouldn't be too bad since Natalie was also wearing nothing as well. Jason was secretly hoping that she could see him now in the darkroom, he wanted to show off after all her naked prancing earling that night. Grabbing a caver from beside the bed Jason curled up on the couch and tried to get some rest but couldn't help but think about Natalia who he could hear turning in her sleep.

    Once he heard her thrashing around wildly Jason couldn't take it anymore and got off the couch. He knew those sounds she was making, he could feel the pain even though he didn't know what caused her affliction. Deep in his heart, Jason carried the same pain, the same sense of failure that he could protect the people he cared about. A shift trying to take place in her body could be heard as clear as day which made Jason stop for a second, he didn't need to approach her if she went full wolf. "Natalia I'm coming over to the bed, please don't attack me," Jason said half teasing half serious as hell. She was in an emotional state and werewolves tended to be unpredictable when emotional. FInding a place to sit was easy as he plopped down onto the covers and looked at the beautiful woman who had so much pain in her eyes.

    "I know how you feel, you can't deny what I know seeing as I'm much like you. You are right to think that I was military, in fact, I was special forces. I had the job of jumping from a helicopter and retrieve injured soldiers from the battlefield. It is a job that not many people can do because of what comes with it." Jason said sadness echoing in his voice. "I may have loved my job but there were times when I wished I hadn't come back from a mission alive. I have had soldiers, my friends and family, die in my arms repeatedly and I couldn't do a damn thing to stop it. Death has followed me around the world and I have seen things that would break all other humans but yet here I sit beside you still alive and still fighting. I'm not saying that I'm not broken because I most definitely am. There isn't a day that goes by that I can't hear the sound of gunshots in the ears and the feel of an explosion rocking my world." Jason had PTSD and he knew it but there was nothing he could do about it, it was something he would have to live with forever.

    "What I'm trying to say is that you are not alone through this, even though I don't know the reason behind it I know your pain. You deal with a loss greater than your own life and you lost so much with it." Jason said as he did something that he knew could get his dick bit off. He slowly reached out and ran his hand down Natalia's face before withdrawing it back to his side. "You are not alone, as long as we are partners then you will have my idiot self to deal with things."
     
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    The female barely registered his words as she practised her deep breaths. It was the only thing she could do to resist her change. When he settled beside her, the female gazed toward him with growing confusion. What the hell was he doing? As he began to sympathise with her, the female grew increasingly uncomfortable. It seemed she was correct in her assumption, but it didn't make her feel any better. It made her feel worse that he was offering her comfort; she wasn't the kind of woman that would accept help. As the back of his hand brushed against her cheek the she-wolf shot her gaze toward him, much like a wild animal would do to a human on their land. "Yes, we have both lost something, it's the norm." Her voice was low, and her demeanour was almost cold as she gazed toward him. "It's just a night terror, I'm fine." She cleared her throat softly, her gaze scanned over the room and over him, noticing he was naked, and it drew her attention for quite some time.

    "We work together, for now, we're just here to kill something that deserves it. This isn't a time to bond. I work alone. We can fuck, we can kill, but feelings of any kind are off the table." Her words were firm, that well-trained coldness returned to her; it was something she would never lose. It was the perfect defence. "You should get some rest, I'm going to take another bath. Take the bed, I won't be using it." The female slowly drew herself out of the bed as she slipped her feet out to brush against the fairly rough carpet before making her way past him, the towel was discarded in the bed and she made no effort to take it. Once in the bathroom, she paced slightly. This was a bad idea; she should've gone solo. If he managed to wiggle his way into her mind, she would have a problem killing him once it was all over. She couldn't afford that. Werewolves needed to die, all of them. She owed it to her people to take out as many as she could before terminating herself.

    Slowly, she leaned her head side to side causing soft cracks to echo from her body. The woman stared in the mirror before her, noticing the wounds of her fights. The scars told her story, and it was a reminder of her duty. Natalia wasn't someone who was particularly sane, the longer she stared at the mirror the more her temper began to grow. No, she wasn't going to ignore it. The female stormed out of the bathroom, her arms folding under her chest as she stared at the male, knowing well enough they'd see clearly in the dark. "No, you know what? This gentlemanly stuff ends now. I don't need someone to open the door for me, I don't need someone to check up on me. I'm a grown ass woman. Do you really think that being kind to me is going to do anything?" It wasn't him that got to her, no, it was deeper than that. "I'm no human, I've never lived in the human world. Being kind with me will get you nowhere."

    In an instant she was at the end of the bed, then she leapt up onto it with an agile movement and crawled her way to him. The glow in her eyes was primal; there was more animal inside her than human traits, that much was clear. "So if you really want to keep me happy, fuck me and kill with me." There was a low grumble to her voice as she spoke as if the animal inside was trying to claw its way out. The female edged close enough that he'd feel the heat ebbing from her flesh as she gazed toward him, a predator stalking her prey. "So, do we understand each other?"
     
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    Her reaction was just as bad as he thought it could have been but Jason stood his ground. Natalia really couldn't do anything to break his resolve, he had been raised a certain was and becoming a werewolf hadn't changed his southern living and values at all. He would open the door for her and try and calm her fits of terror at night, to him it was instinct more than thought. Being a gentleman was in his blood and protection was something that had only intensified when he went through the change. He had begun to cherish things in his old life more now that he lost them to the beast inside. The wolf felt everything and wanted all but in it was a beauty, a small sliver of hope that reached out and caressed the world he lived in alongside the humans. Jason watched Natalia storm off into the bathroom and he knew he blew his chances of getting the mysterious woman to open up to him. Now he would have to resort to more physical means to get inside her mind a little. If she didn't open up then he would never know what was going through her mind in battle.

    When the door slammed open it almost took Jason off the guard. His eyes shot up to see a very pissed of she-wolf approaching his with hostility in her eyes. Jason prepared for her to change feeling his own body react to her approaching him in such a manner. Jason may have had compassion but with that compassion came a strength that was rivaled but nothing in this world. A fierceness that ran through his veins in the moment of need fueling him to do some of most insane things. Even though she was angry Jason couldn't help but find Natalia to be drop-dead gorgeous the way she was standing there with hair flowing freely down her body and gaze of steel in her eyes. The firmness in her arms that extended throughout her entire body setting her on edge. Jason didn't expect what was next when she lept onto bed inching closer like a cat stalking her prey. He showed no fear knowing that at this moment fear was his enemy as the she-wolf got dangerously close to him. He could feel the heat coming from her body. Even though the situation was not the type for erections Jason had one, maybe it was her nature that sat his off or it could simply have been the fact that she was literally on top of him naked.

    As they stared deep into each other something that had been building in Jason since they met snapped. A flood of emotion including anger and lust rushed into him making his eyes go completely wolf-like while his body remained human. Jason latched on Natalia and threw her off him and onto the bed, the tables had turned as he was now above her inches from her face with the same look of an animal in his eyes. He was a beast, after all, why not act like one and take what he really wanted deep down inside. Instead of fucking her immediately Jason took the hand that was not on her hip and placed it between her supple breasts. "You say you are not human oh well, what is so great about being a human. Everyday humans murder, rape and steal yet you think being human matters. No, what matters is what you do now in the moment, do you fight to live or give up on everything. After the change, I could have just laid there in the woods and died but no I didn't, I got up and started hunting the son of a bitch that did this to me. The rage you feel inside for revenge, that is a human feeling that you carry. It may not be the best one but it makes you as human as the people in the room next to us." Jason growled out. When he finally finished ranting he said fuck it in his mind and rough met her lips with his own kissing her with all the lust and pent-up anger he had inside. While he pressed his lips tightly again her his hands cupped her waist to pull her body against his that ached for her.
     
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    The female stared down at the male as if he was just a piece of meat, until he managed to grip a hold of her and hurled her onto the open side of the bed, triggering a low growl to rumble from within her. Long golden curls splayed behind her, a deceitful halo as she maintained eye contact, those icy orbs never once glancing away. The female almost ignored his touch as she focused on his words that only enraged her further. She had struggled to survive, to draw herself out of the pit she'd been cast down into. It was all for one purpose. And yet, all she could think of was the thriving need inside of her, burning inside of her like a vicious, roaring fire.

    The moment his lips collided with hers there was a shift in her behaviour. Seemingly delicate hands brushed up along his chest, raking her nails into the muscle as she pressed her lips feverishly against his, caressing and devouring his heat as much as she was inspiring it. As his hands tugged her body closer, the female's legs rose to brush along his sides before clamping down around his waist, her calf muscles rested along his back as she tugged him closer. The heat in the apex of her legs was nearly searing. There was already a swell of her flesh, hinting her need. More than anything she wanted to flip him over, but she could tell from how he managed to throw her off that he was stronger than she was, and he was in a position that would require a good deal of power to shift let alone his individual strength.

    When their kiss broke enough for her to speak, a slow, devious grin slipped along her lips. "Humans are innocent, we are damned. May as well enjoy it," Her soft, low words were almost like a serenade as one of her hands slipped down between them. The female managed to adjust her body to slip further down, enabling her fingers to grasp onto the hard flesh between his legs. Separated fingers brushed along his flesh, caressing and massaging his shaft with a tight grasp. Her head nestled into his neck as she could feel the heat within her growing, her body was already prepared, slick and waiting. The she-wolf wanted to taunt him further, and for that, she was prepared to endure her own lust and torment.

    Natalia continued to caress and stroke him with excessive force and with some reasonable speed. The female angled her legs and gripped further on his body to prevent him from leaning down against her, hoping to prevent him from taking her just yet. Purposely, the she-wolf bit down on his shoulder, threatening to pierce the skin as her hand increased in pace, thrusting along him with pure intent.

     
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    A change immediately occurred in Natalia the minute he kissed her and he noticed fairly quickly, her touch became softer instead of the rough edge he was getting used to. Her delicate hands ran down his tough and strangely smooth chest sending a low growl from deep inside. Much like her, his body lacked hair on his chest. His arms and legs were not as bad as he thought werewolves would have been, of course, Jason kept up with his appearance and naturally shaved his pubic hair monthly so he was smooth as the day he was born down near his pubic area. Shaving was finally paying off though, he would have been slightly embarrassed if he had been fully grown out and in bed with Natalia. When Natalia gripped onto his waist he could feel the strength within her body, the power that rested in her supernatural body. For some reason though Jason knew that when it came to strength he was stronger. It was a gut feeling that tugged on his mind while he was locked together with the fallen angel before him.

    "Innocence is a lie," Jason growled out when he finally felt Natalia grasp his shaft. A shiver started from his tailbone and shot up to his head, every touch gave him goosebumps and waves of pleasure. Jason wasn't going to put up with her teasing him forever, he would show her that teasing him only brought torture and need within herself. A fire burned deep within his body urging him forward, to push him to do more then he was currently doing. He felt Natalia grip onto his harder and Jason allowed her to have her fun for now. The pain from Natalia biting sent even more waves of pleasure coursing throughout his entire body making his erection grow to its peak height of around The bitting did give Jason the courage to do what he did next, he had enough of her teasing and knew it was time to return the favor back to her.

    Jason reached down to her hand and grabbed onto before pinning both of her hands above her head with one hand. "Fun is over with, it is time for you to receive your punishment for teasing me." Jasons vioce was more like a wolf then his natural smooth one. Each word was feral and full of agressivenes and lust. Without giving her the time to figure out what he meant Jason attacked her supple nipples with his teeth, he bit into them slightly causing enough pain to mix with pleasure. It may have been years since he has been in the bed but he still remembered everything. While he nibbled on her he used his free hand to run his masculine hand down her toned stomach. Jason stopped before he plump petals, he only stayed for a second before he rubbed his middle finger against her clit. Her Petals were slick with her lubricants, ready for him to penetrate her with his dick. While he teased her Jason switched to her other mount taking the entire nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirled around it flicking it every few seconds.

    It to a great deal of patience not to bend her over and fuck her brains out but Jason was a patient man that could wait for good things. He wanted to see how far he could push her until she was begging for him to strap her down and rail her till the sun rose to it's highest peak in the sky. If Jason still had the endurance he had back in the day when he would be able to fuck her for days straight with slight breaks to eat and drink some water, now that he was a wolf he wondered how long he could go for. There was only one way to find out and that was for him to do it. Without saying a word Jason ran two fingers between her petals and proceeded to slip them as deep as he could possibly reach inside of her. Her juices helped but he could feel the tightness in her core. There was no easing into it for Jason, he wanted to make Natalia scream his name and claw his back up. The pain was just another thing he enjoyed during sex.
     
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    "Innocence is a lie."

    Those very words caused a wave of heat to consume her. It was all too true, especially in her case. Even when she'd been human, she was no innocent being. Natalia knew he'd break and take his revenge, but she wasn't sure when. It didn't take that long, which was amusing to her. He was an Alpha personality and clearly had the strength for the title. A lone Alpha, a bitten Alpha. He was becoming more interesting by the minute. A slow smirk crossed her lips as he gripped her hand and tugged it free from his flesh. There was no surprise within her as he pinned her arms above her head; she wasn't dumb enough to fight from pleasure, but she was foolish enough to taunt him further. If he thought she would submit to him or break during their encounter, he was wrong. Natalia was all too used to pain, and it was now an intoxicating aphrodisiac, it was no longer a tool to be used against her; changing had made sure of that.

    A gasp of pleasure tore from her lips as she felt the fierce grip of his teeth against a tight, pink peak. Natalia's chest rose as her back arched upward, forcing the soft flesh of her breast to press into his face with a fierce need. Low growls of pleasure seeped from her, rumbling like rolling thunder as his other hand slipped down to caress along her swollen, small nub. The she-wolfs hips bucked upward, clearly hungry for more attention. Then, he switched to provide attention to her other breast, which left her slick, wet nipple hardening further as it felt almost frozen to leave the hot confines of his mouth. Natalia had noticed the way he left her slick nub to brush down to her core. Instinctively, her legs parted further to give him more room. A pant of pleasure erupted from her lips as she felt his fingers push into her, it was needless to say her slick core was tight, and with his invasion her body reacted by clamping slightly around his digits, caressing them in a molten silk-like heat.

    He'd notice that with every touch her core would become slicker, there was no lack of reaction from her body, or from the animalistic sounds that tore through her. "You're going to have to try harder than that," the female breathed softly, a growing smirk dominated her features and provided a rather cunning appearance. "It's no fun until there's blood, "At that moment, her orbs began to glisten with a supernatural glow; her body could endure and thrive off of pain, she'd experienced many bruises and wounds through encounters, and she expected that the male above her had barely let loose since changing. Maybe it would be a mutual gain. Natalia's legs brushed up against him before curling around him, her strength tugged him toward her as she kept her gaze focused on him. "So, Jason, show me what you've got." It was a blatant challenge. Natalia was more than ready to get on top and show him just the she-wolf he was about to be inside of.
     
  15. Jason Snow

    Jason Snow Reaper of Mankind Member

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    Jason feigned being insulted when she told him he would have to try harder, he hadn't even tried to do anything special yet. All he was doing was old boring stuff that he knew felt good, THe exiting, painful, and rough sex that would have her gripping the sheets and bitting into something was later on tonight. "Do you deserve me to rail you harder then any man has before, have you been bad enough to be punished for doing wrong," Jason asked cynically. Natalia's legs wrapped around him so he withdrew his hands from her tight walls, using the chance to slowly trail her own fluids up her body. When his fingers where down there he could fill the tightness and slickness from her anticipation, she needed this just as much as he did at the moment. Jason brought his finger the rest of the way up to his mouth a licked one finger tasting her on himself. For some reason she was sweeter then any other girl he had ever been, maybe it was just the wolf making him think that but Jason didn't really care at the moment.

    "If you want blood I'll give you blood," Jason remarked before he found a soft spot above her collarbone. The spot should have been softer than the surrounding flesh of her body, the perfect place for him to sink his sharp animalistic canines into. At first, he only kissed the spot slowly easing into the action while he felt his Canines only grow sharper in his mouth. He could feel the beat of her heart thumping loudly within her body. It was strong with the blood of a majestic she-wolf coursing through her veins, her blood contained the urges of the moon and land combined with the ferociousness of a rabid wolf. After kissing the spot a few more time Jason bit down into her collarbone while at the same time he pressed forward with his hips. His dick naturally rubbed roughly against her exposed core, her slick walls milking a little precum out which dribbled onto her.

    The bite was teasingly slow but he knew when he broke the surface of her skin when he tasted iron immediately. Jason withdrew to see a rather large bite mark that was welling with tiny droplets of blood where his canines had pierced the delicate skin that resided there. He leaned downed and licked the droplets of blood from her skin savoring the taste of the she-wolf within his mouth. "I don't know if I should show you all I got yet, let's see what the wolf with a bite can do before I decide which hole I'm going to penetrate. Maybe your vagina or maybe your ass, maybe even both because I haven't really decided." Jason whispered seductively into her ear. He nipped at her ear rather hard before he drew back to look into her captivating eyes. Without even bashing as eye Jason had grabbed her yet again by the hips, finally releasing her hand from above, and flipped them both rolling to the open side of the bed. He wanted to see what Natalia could do to him seeing as she had the air of confidence that followed her around.
     

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