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The Battered Lamp Chapter Eleven: The Heart of the Warrior
Date: 11/1/2014, Categories: Fantasy, BDSM, Female Domination, Group Sex, Male / Females, Male/Female, Non-consensual sex, Spanking, Toys, Transgendered, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 87.1, Source: sexstories.com
my husband.” He released Chyna's nipple, leaned down and kissed his wife. Surrounded by feminine delights, Kyle closed his eyes and let sleep take him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He had the girl's scent. Something had gone very wrong tonight. The cabin was a complete mess, and Celestite and three of her witches were dead. He needed to know what had happened. He had quickly found one scent leading off alone into the woods full of feminine fear. He loped through the woods, moving easily in the form of a wolf. He loved the freedom of assuming his totem's form. Shaman magic had it's place, though not as powerful as witchcraft, you could not assume an animals form through any invocation. Whomever had fled into the woods was lost, traveling in circles and that made the task more difficult. Her scent kept crossing itself, and that made it harder to choose the right direction. He may have the senses of a wolf, but not the instinctive knowledge they had at scent processing. It didn't matter, she wasn't moving fast, and he quickly found her huddled on a log, crying. She screamed when he padded up, and fled. He leaped, tackling her to the ground, biting her with his teeth, not hard enough to penetrate her skin, but enough to keep her from running. He needed answers not a corpse. He let himself change, his body growing fluid as bones, skin, organs, and muscles reshaped themselves until he lay atop her, naked and hard, excited by the way she trembled beneath him. He flipped her over ...