Jack the Werewolf

This story brought about the legend of Big Billy. His character started becoming all the more real and amazing through this story.

Female Reader x Male Monster

Originally Posted: November 2nd, 2017

To be quite honest I had never considered myself the mating type. I had seen many a courtship ritual and it always struck me as somewhat useless. It always rubbed me wrong watching my friends go out normal and then come back with their head full of clouds. I never understood. And in fact, I sort of hated them for it. Even when our leader, Adam, started his courtship I felt myself lose a little respect for him. I hated it. I couldn’t understand what all these morons were doing. I didn’t understand at all.

Then there was you.

It was like a bolt of lightning when I walked by you on the street. I lost my breath and I felt that stupid cloudy feeling in my brain. Your scent captured me and I was floored. I couldn’t get you out of my head and it was merely a glance. Of course, everyone had a good laugh about it. Then they said they were happy for me.

Over the next few days, I decided to make sure. So I followed you around. I watched you as you opened up your shop. You sold yarn and craft supplies and stuff like that. I go inside and wander about. I see you in the back talking to a woman about a dollhouse kit and the proper sizes to use for it. You turn and look at me and I freeze. You smile and greet me and it’s all I can do to wave back. Your attention is called back to the woman and I make a quick escape.

I try again the next day and you’re alone. You smile at me again and wave. “Welcome!” Your voice is my favorite song. “You left so quick yesterday.”

“Oh, yeah,” you swallow my heart down. “Remember that did you?”

“I’ve never seen you in my shop before. I usually have regulars.” You tuck a loose curl behind your ear. “Is there anything I can help you find.”

I panic. I came in here for you. I had to say something. “I want to uhm-” Me eyes dart around the room and then they fall on a small welding kit.

You follow my eyes and smile. “We have those over in the tool section.” You wave your hand and I follow. You pick the box up and hand it to me. “Will that be all.”

“I guess.” I’m actually not quite sure what to do at all.

You ring me up and hand me my bag. “Have a great day.”

I’m not even sure what I replied with. I just knew my feelings were real. I had found my mate. Someone I never assumed would exist.

I begin the steps of the courtship ritual. That night after I shift I go into the woods and I kill the biggest boar I can find. I watch in the shadows that morning as you come from your house and stare. You don’t move or speak. You stand there just looking at it. Your eyes then lift and you look around. You step off the porch and walk around it. Your eyes cutting through the woods. You wait until Adam arrives and he gives you your ticket number for the meat.

You smile at him and then at the ticket. “I never thought it would happen to me,” you tell him. “I’m a little stunned. I’ve lived here all my life and after a while, I stop waiting.”

“It shouldn’t have even been a concern,” Adam replies. “Things happen in their own time. We just grow impatient.”

“You’re right,” you chuckle. “I need to get to work. Thanks again.” You dash off towards your shop. You stop first, getting coffee. I follow you inside, ready to confess to you then and there. Then someone comes up beside you. He smiles and murmurs something to you and you smile back.

My blood boils. Who was this schlub? Why did he think he could talk to you?

You wave your ticket to Adam’s butcher shop. “Sorry. I was just spoken for this morning.”

He laughs. “Is that so? Well, what can a cup of coffee hurt?” He encroaches closer to you. I notice your knuckles go white by your sides.

“Excuse me,” I step in, grabbing his shoulder. “You cut in front of me.”

“I was just talking to a friend.” He brushes me off. Wrong move.

“I don’t give a shit.” I rip him back and place myself firmly between you and him. He cusses and storms off. You smile up at me.

“You again,” she murmurs. “Thanks.”

“Guys like him piss me off,” I shove my hands into my pockets. I try not to look at you. I melt in your gaze now.

You’re still clutching the ticket. A soft smile spreads across your lips. “Yeah, me too.” You turn back to the front and order. “I’m also getting his.” You point over your shoulder at me.

“No, I really don’t-”

“My treat,” you say and pay. “You can do it next time.” You leave and I’m standing there with my jaw dropped. I already love you.

That night I once again go and hunt. All I can think about is you and your smile. Your laugh. I take down a large buck and drag it to your doorstep. Only, I’m caught. I’m laying it on the drive and you come out hauling a trash bag.

I’m frozen in the glow of your garage door. You drop the trash bag in shock and stare at me. Your lips part and you take a stumbled step towards me. I drop the deer and it splats to the concrete.

“Wow,” you gasp.

I manage to take a step back. I keep my head down and my tail tucked between my legs. I am so happy to see you. But this isn’t how the ritual is supposed to go.

“Good boy,” you whisper. You then clasp your hand over your mouth. “Sorry I know this is bad!” You gasp. “The ritual uhm…I’ll go back inside! I’m so sorry.” You scramble to pick up the trash bag. In your haste, you trip and fall.

When you hit the ground I am by your side in that instant. I lick the blood from your knee and nuzzle to your cheek and neck. You smile and pet me. You scratch behind my ears and I turn into mush.

“I’m fine, really,” you murmur. “I got so nervous.”

I sit before you and tilt my head.

You smile at me and stand up. “I’m glad I got to meet you.” You kiss the top of my head and I put my hands around your waist as I rise up.

“I’ll never let you down,” I growl into your ear.

I hear you gasp as I turn and run back to the woods. I feel happy and excited. I let out a howl, hoping you hear it and know it’s for you.

The next day when I go grocery shopping I hear your voice ring out. “How’s the welding kit working out?”

I flinch and turn, seeing you come running up behind me. “Oh yeah, it’s great.” I fidget nervously as you stand beside me.

“Don’t worry,” you laugh. “I’m not trying to stalk you.”

“Didn’t even cross my mind,” I reply. “You seem in a rather good mood?”

“Oh yeah.” You walk beside me through the rest of the store. “I had a really good evening last night.”

“Interesting.” I want to reach out and touch your hair. Tuck the one wild lock behind your ear and dip down and kiss your cheek. I want so much to tell you everything, but I know it was too soon.

“Do you mind if I ask what the kit is for?” You place a box of donuts into your basket.

“Oh, uhm just needed a new one,” I reply. “My old one was starting to give out.”

“I see,” you murmur. “It would be better for you to get one at the tool shop then. They’re a little pricier but it’ll probably give you the longevity you need.”

“Know a lot about welding guns do you?” I laugh.

“My dad owns the tool store,” you laugh. “I grew up playing in that store.”

I stop. Oh fuck. Big Billy, who owns the tool store, is one of the most powerful werewolves in the pack. He’s mean and protective. I couldn’t imagine how he was about his own daughter.

“Yeah I know,” you laugh. “Big Billy,” you shrug. “That’s the old man.”

“You uhm…thankfully don’t look anything like him.” I laugh but it only shows my nerves.

“Aww that’s sweet of you,” you wink. “Yeah, I took after Ma, thank goodness. But, I do have all my dad’s strength.” You flex your arm and pat the muscle that pops up. “So I can take care of myself.”

“I had no doubts about that.” I forget why I was so afraid and melt all over again.

That night I’m a little more cautious when I bring your offering. I wait until all the lights are out and I drag the gift onto the concrete. I stand there for a moment and take in your smell. I sigh, eager to finish this whole ritual and finally make you mine.

I try to keep my distance from you. I just can’t help myself from watching you from a distance. Sometimes when I see men go into the store I feel my teeth gnash and my instincts go into overdrive. It’s worse when they even try to flirt. I feel sick and I want to rip their throats out. You’re mine and they should know this. I have to calm myself down and pull away from those thoughts. They aren’t healthy.

Finally, the night comes where I have to scent you. I stand in your driveway and you walk outside. The smile on your face makes me weak and you run out to me. You wrap your arms around me and squeeze. I kneel down, rubbing my cheek to you, marking you as mine.

“Why can’t it be tonight?” You whisper and my heart stops. “I know that’s not how the ritual is supposed to go but…I know I’m ready now.”

I put my hands on your shoulders. “I want you too. But-”

You stand on tiptoe and kiss me. “I know the but.”

I nuzzle to you more, relishing in touching you and holding you a little bit longer. “No one else can have you. That’ll satisfy me for the night.”

“And what about you?” You stroke my chest. “Do they know you’re off limits too.”

I smirk, kissing you again. “I make sure they know.”

You nuzzle to my chest. “Do we really have to behave? I’ve been waiting so long already!”

“I’ll make it worth your while, promise.”

You look up at me through my fluff and pout. “Only if you promise.” You steal one more kiss and take a step back. “I’ll be waiting.”

“Try and keep me away,” I growl as I turn and run. It’s the most painful run I have ever been on. I so wanted to stay with you and give you what you wanted. I had to run through. I knew that tomorrow night would be perfect. It would finally be the right time.

I visit your shop the next day, unable to keep myself away. You don’t greet me when I come in but you look like your mind is a million miles away. I set a cup of coffee on the counter and you snap to.

“Oh,” you shake your head. “Sorry! I was just uhm…thinking.” You take the cup and hold it between both hands.

“I figured I should pay you back now.”

“Yeah, thank you.” You smile up at me then blush. “Yeah, I uhm…never mind.” You seem like you wanted to ask something but stop yourself.

“What?”

You huff and look at me. “Nothing. Really. I guess I’m just impatient is all.”

I arch a brow at you. Your eyes dart over me and you sigh. You fidget and look away then turn back to me. “Can you just come early tonight?”

I’m stunned. “You…what…I don’t…”

“I know it’s you,” you whisper. “I knew who you were when I saw you in my driveway that one night. I’m sorry. I know I’m not supposed to know but…” You bit your lip and look down.

I cup your cheek in my palm. “I’ll come as soon as I can.”

You smile and kiss my thumb. “You better go. I’m not strong.”

I leave but I’m still a bit shaken. You’ve known me all this time. I guess it was fate.

That night you’re waiting for me on your porch. You stand up and greet me, kissing my nose as I come up the stairs. “Finally,” you whisper and pull me into your arms.

I pick you up and carry you on my back into the woods. I set you down once I reach the spot I’ve chosen. I sit you on an overturned log and you look up at me. I kneel down, kissing you and licking your neck.

You rub your hands down my shoulders and back. You stretch your neck and give me more to lick. I’m suddenly so nervous. I run my rough paws up your shirt and feel your bare skin. Your small breasts and your hard nipples. You whimper when I touch them and your cheeks blossom bright red.

I tug your shirt up, licking your chest and you let out a small cry. “Sensitive?” I growl up at you.

You swallow and nod. “Don’t tease too much,” you moan.

I push you down into the leaves, kissing down your body. Your soft belly and your ample thighs. You’re so cute and soft all over, I hadn’t noticed before. You moan but you bite them back. You reach down, rubbing my ears as I push my nose against your panties. Your noises urge me forward. They command my tongue to lap, my claws to dig into your skin, my teeth to rip the fabric to shreds. I am no longer in control. My body and mind are all driven by you now. To please you. You whimper as my tongue pushes inside of you. My muzzle rutting to your clit. You taste so good. So warm. I burrow deeper to sample more of your sweet nectar.

I reach up, wrapping my claws around your throat. Your small hands wrap around my wrist. But you don’t fight. You squeeze and hold me there. I lift up, licking my chops as you pant and mewl. Your eyes are hazy and your lips are cherry red. I look at you and it wells up and pours from me, a powerful and shattering howl.

You sit up and turn around, bending over the log and shaking your hips at me. I pet your rear and kiss your back. My need as grown and now my cock aches. I want to be inside you, complete this silly ritual. That way all I had to do was be with you.

“I’ve waited so long,” you whimper. “I didn’t think any werewolf wanted me.”

I kiss your shoulder and back. I nip at the nape of your neck and breathe. “Forgive me for making you wait. I promise I’ll never do that again.” I rub myself against your entrance and I hear your small voice shudder.

“Big,” you whisper. I can’t help but grin.

“Am I, love?” I growl into your ear. I rut against your slit, feeling you grow warmer and wetter.

“I said, don’t tease.” You wiggle your hips though.

I guide myself into place. You gasp when I press at your entrance. I stretch you open and I feel you tremble as I push deeper inside. You grunt, biting your lip. I move my hips, thrusting and bucking. You yelp and press your hands firmly onto the log. There’s not controlling myself now. I push so hard and fast the log starts to roll away. I have to lift you up and hold you onto my chest.

You whimper as my paw presses against your breasts. Lay you down on the ground and press back inside you. You look down and bite your lip. Your fingers graze my knot.

“This too,” you beg. “All of it.”

I snarl, barely able to make any words. I lean down, kissing you as I push. You open to accommodate me. You moan into my mouth as my knot plants itself inside. It locks into place, fitting perfectly inside. You’re trembling, already sighing and groaning.

I touch your face and kiss your cheek. My movements now are tight. I’m able to rock inside you. You tighten around me and I feel your inner walls squeeze and pulse. I can feel you come undone. Your back arches and your fingers dig into my arms. I lean back, howling again as my body jerks and spasms. I feel a deep, throbbing pulse as I release inside of you.

I’m not sure when but collapsed on top of you. I lift up, seeing your dazed and sated expression. You sigh as I pull out and you cuddle to me when I lift you off the ground. I take you home and lay in bed beside you.

You’re beautiful as you sleep. I stay up all night watching you. When I wake up, you’re kissing me.

“Good morning,” you whisper.

“Mmm,” I stretch and rub my eyes. My body is aching and sore, especially my legs. I can only imagine how you feel. “Sorry,” I yawn. “Do you need to go to work.”

“I already planned on closing the shop today. No big deal.” You kiss me again and smile. “Besides, I didn’t really enjoy that coffee yesterday. You owe me a do-over.”

I kiss you, happy that I no longer had to hold back anymore.