*** This chapter can be skipped if you are uncomfortable with reading sex scene. ***

"Sometimes, love can be what twist someone into something they never thought could be possible."

- Author

In a land far far away… No, I'm kidding.

Deep in the forests between the Vampire Kingdom, where Jue and Luna were adjusting to each other, and the Werewolf Kingdom, where Shile and Nil were adjusting to not having their bright child around them anymore, was a rather large camp.

The camp was very busy. A couple of blacksmiths were hard at work hammering a sword and shields into shape. There was a cook in the middle of the camp working hard at making a hearty dinner. This was for the youngsters before they shifted. It helped to lessen their desire to give in to the blood-lust that came with the shift. Tents were surrounding the main part of the camp. Even some werewolves like to have shelter at night.

Of course, there was one tent that was slightly larger than any other tent. There was a man inside the tent. He was laying back on his fur-covered bed as a woman slowly undressed in front of him. He watched her intently as he felt a thrill run through his body. A certain part of his body starting to swell and lengthen. He has had this woman before and she did an amazing job. However, his favorite part was when she danced for him.

"Mai." He growled at her, as she sways her hips at him and then turned, bending over and shaking her hips at him. She looked at him smirking.

"Yes, Master." her voice was honey and it always felt like it numbed his brain.

He unbuckled his belt and moved towards the edge of his bed. "Mai," he growled again at her. He saw the shiver that moved across her skin when he growled her name. He shifted his pants down and pulled himself out. He stroked himself slowly while looking at her bent over form.

Mai started to stand up but heard him let out a threatening growl. She placed her hands on the ground, to help herself keep her balance in this position. She watched him stroke himself like staring at her. She didn't know why, but this thriller her just as much as mounting and riding him did. She licked her lips as she left her body getting ready for him.

He looked at her and saw that lip lick… which was the last straw for him. He leaned back on his hands, "Back up to me, Mai."

She looked at him only mildly confused and then laughed softly, "Master, would you like me to keep this position?"

"Yes." He answered her.

She swayed herself back towards him. The slider of her feet and hands on the ground causing dust to kick up. The man didn't notice though… all he cared about was the perfect ass moving closer and closer to him. When it was right in front of him, he reached out.

"Don't move." Was all he said to her. She disobeyed other, she moved only slightly closer to him, only to wrap her hands around his ankles and ground herself. He growled a warning at first but then purred an approval at her.

He liked that she would disobey him, she only disobeyed in ways that he would end up approving. The other ladies his men have captured weren't submissive like this one. Most of the time, he'd have to force them and he didn't exactly enjoy that… but he also didn't enjoy his lust ruining his brain.

His hand touched her butt cheek, stroking it. He saw the skin bumps spread along her skin and the soft pant that left her mouth. He reached out his other hand and with both hands grabbed hold of the top of her pants. Her pants weren't pants though, they were just small pieces of fabric that covered up parts for his eyes only. He didn't like sharing Mai. He wouldn't call her his women, but he was the only one to touch and fuck this one.

"Mai," he said softly as he pulled her pants down, exposing her to him, "If I fucked you like this… would you be able to keep a hold on me?" Her trip, they knew no bounds.

"For you, Master, I would try my best." She said panting

He simply growled with approval. Before he did anything though, he was going to tease her. She never begged, but the sounds she made… they made his inner wolf insane and this close to the full moon, his inner wolf needed a very nice release.

He stared at her exposed flesh, trying to decide what he wanted to do. Something simply always affected her the most. He slowly brushed his thumb against her lips, then brushed again between them. She was already wet. She was already ready for him, but he wanted her wetter. He simply brushed his thumb back and forth between her lips for a bit. Listening to her pant and softly moan. He leaned forward, his fangs had lengthened just like his member, and he bit down on her ass. She let out a surprised scream mixed with a moan. He bit down just a bit harder, enough to break her skin and mark her.

"Master!" He heard her moan out. Her body was shaking, not in pain, but desire. He pulled away from her enough to release his fangs and lick the bite mark that he left on her. Now, no one would ever fuck her. At least no one in his camp would dare to touch her. He dipped his thumb deep into her, her wetness spilling down her lips and trailing down her legs.

"Oh, now you're ready for me. Hold on Mai." He growled deeply. Her hands tightened around his ankles. He stood quickly and slammed into her. She screamed and she groaned. He slammed into her again and again. Her moan egging him on. He wanted to be dipper though. This just wasn't the right angle. He wanted her in pain for days after this.

He bent over her and nipped his shoulder and looked at her. He noticed that she was staring at something. "What are you looking at, my dear?"

"Us," she replied.

"Fuckkkkkkkkkkk. I don't think there has been anything said back to me that has ever made me want to cum instantly." He thought. He was done with this position.

"Let go of my ankles." He said to her. His nuts were pulsing. He didn't be dipper in her. He needed her to not moan, but be screaming for him. She left go of his ankles and he pulled out of her, but before she knew what was happening, he picked her up and threw on the bed. Her instincts told her to run and he felt that. He grabbed her around her waist, placing her on all fours and coming up behind her. His member slipping between her lips.

"Don't." He spoke hard. She stopped and looked back at him. She calmed down. Sometimes her fight or flight instincts would kick in a lot faster than she meant for them too.

"Sorry, Master," she said softly.

He grunted at her. Moving her a bit more forward onto the bed. He thrust his hips, stroking himself between her lips. He felt her body responding. "At least you stay wet," he spoke. He pushed down on her upper body with his forearm, causing her to kind of face-plant into the bed. She turned her head and looked at him sideways. Her pupils were enlarged and she was breathing heavily. She really just wanted him to fuck her already. Her inner wolf was growling and thrashing inside of her for it.

Finally, though, he got her into the position he wanted. He was breathing hard too. He couldn't wait any longer, he pulled his hips back and slammed hard into her. It made her choke on her moan.

He continued his fierce slamming into her repeatedly. His groans and her screams filled the surrounding area. Mostly continue working around the sounds as if it wasn't there, while others stopped and listened… just enough to get themselves going so they could find someone of their own to fuck. A couple of werewolves that had stopped and listened together, decided to go off into the woods and have their own fun. Their imaginations running wild together of what was happening in the tent.

Meanwhile, someone was riding up to the camp quickly, driven by a purpose.