Werewolf Boyfriend Rohit (complete)

    You’ve driven out into the deepest depths of the Hearthway Forest. In the back of your jeep is a cage containing a Long Eared Bat. It had been brought to your ranger station by a young woman whose cat had brought it in one evening. The wildlife vet had taken it in, healing the poor thing until it got better.

    The Long Eared bats were on the endangered and threatened species list, so you had outfitted it with a tracking device. With that, you could follow it around and make sure it was ok, and if possible, be able to track others to keep track of their numbers. You were now returning it to the caves where it could find shelter, and it’s way back home.

    “Ok little guy,” you say as you take the cage out. “This has been fun, but I am fairly certain that you want to get back to your old life.” You carefully remove him from the cave and place him on the rocks near the mouth of the cave.

    “We sure are going to miss you,” you watch it as it fidgets and wiggles. Its ears stick up, and it seems to understand where it is. “I’m gonna miss your cute little face every day,” you smile.

    The bat fidgets then its ears flick too and fro. 

    “This ok for now?” You coo to him as he instantly crawls into the darkness. You chuckle and pick up the cage. “That’s what I thought.”

    You set the cage back in the Jeep and look around yourself. You feel like you’re in a different world. Even though you had been in Hearthway Hollow all your life, this place felt like you had landed on another planet.

    The old trees, so thick is cut out the sun. The scent of it even was different. It was dark and rich, untouched and raw. You took in a deep breath, remembering the camping trips you used to take with your family and how your dad insisted on going deeper and deeper into the woods every year.

    Your dad was a werewolf, so even when you felt so far removed from the world, you felt safe. He protected you and your family with his big strong arms and hands. You can remember waking up some nights and seeing his great, big werewolf form sitting outside the tent watching. His ears were alert, and his tail was stiff. You would then crawl into his lap and fall asleep there as he guarded the campsite. 

Being out in the woods this way brought you back to him.

    “Well, if that’s all,” you say as you take a deep breath. “Back to the real world.” You hop into the jeep, and as you peer into the rearview mirror, you see something watching you.

    You freeze in place, staring through the mirror at the huge figure behind you. The dark eyes are honed in and focused. You turn, looking at the monstrous figure behind you. It huffs, dark glazed expression watching you intently. 

How long had he been there? You think to yourself. Had this monster been watching you all this time? You swallow, wondering if he was friendly, or if he was a werewolf from outside.

You crank the jeep, intending just to drive away and not find out. “Stay calm,” you tell yourself. “Don’t react. Just drive ahead. Ignore it. If it’s someone from town, we’ll have a laugh about it later.” You glance into the mirror again. “Stay calm. It’s ok. Stay calm.” 

You take off the parking brake and start to slowly, painfully, drive forward.

The werewolf rushes in front of you, bracing it’s gigantic paws on the hood of the car and caving it in.

You scream as the metal groans and slam the jeep into reverse, punching the gas pedal and whipping backward. The werewolf stumbles and falls, quickly picking itself up and lunging towards you. You hit the brakes and switch gears, going into drive and whipping the jeep around, nearly hitting the werewolf as he lunged at you.

You drive away, but the creature is still following hotly behind you. It blazes along the dirt path, kicking up mud and rocks as it sprinted to keep pace with you and the jeep. It leaps and jumps onto the roof of the jeep. You scream and hit your breaks as hard as you can, slamming into the steering wheel. The werewolf falls off the top, smashing into the window and falling off the hood.

You’re breathing hard, nearly hyperventilating. You clutch your chest and try to calm yourself down so you can think.

“What do I do?” You think. “Oh god. What do I do?” You glance at the radio and reach for it.

The werewolf appears at your door and knocks on the window. You scream, dropping the radio and it clatters under your feet.  You punch the gas as hard as you can and surge forward. You look back once, not seeing the monster, but as you look ahead again, you see a herd of deer in the way. You swerve to avoid them, and you see the ground.

The jeep whips off the pass and goes up on two tires. It falls, flipping over once, twice and then catching and jarring between two trees.

You’re squished in the corner near the windshield. You groan, your body already aching and your head swirling. You brace yourself up and try to reach for the radio. You need to call for help, and hopefully, the werewolf won’t be there. Your vision is starting to fade to a pinpoint, you know you have to stay awake, you have to keep alert.

The jeep creaks. It shifts slightly, and you hear something walking around on top of it. The door above you yanks back and you look up, seeing the monstrous werewolf above you. It grabs your outstretched hand and yanks you from the jeep.

That’s the last thing you remember before it all goes black.

You wake up sometime later, you see the canopy of the trees and the stars twinkling beyond them. The air is cold and crisp, and your lungs feel frozen. You smell smoke and hear the crackling of a fire. You roll over, seeing a great big shadow sitting several feet away from you.

You freeze and sit still. Their back is turned to you, so maybe, just maybe, if you’re quiet enough, you can get up and run away.

“Don’t be stupid,” you tell yourself. “That wolf could outrun the jeep, it could outrun you and stumpy ass legs without even trying. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”

“Awake?” A rumbling voice asks.

You flinch and gasp.

The man turns around and looks at you. In the light of the fire, you see his hair is long and bright red. “You’re sweating.”

You rise from the ground, keeping an eye on him. “Who are you?”

He stands up, and for the longest time, you had been so certain Big Billy was the biggest creature you had ever seen. Well, this not-so-jolly red giant could give Billy and his family a run for their money.

“Who-” you tremble. “Who are you?”

He walks away from you and steps into the shadows. He then drags out a decapitated deer. He digs his bare hands into it, ripping at the flesh and then placing it on a hot rock in the fire. It sizzles, and you feel ghastly ill.

You turn, vomiting behind you.

As you cough and retch the red giant's hand covers your back.

You whip around, knocking his hand back. “Don’t touch me!”

He pushes passed your hand and touches your cheeks and forehead. He smooths your hair out of your face.

“Please let that be the clean hand,” you think to yourself.

The red giant stands up and wordlessly walks away. He walks to the stream nearby and reaches inside. He then comes back, carrying a bowl of water. He presses it to your lips, and you take a drink.

“Stop,” you shove his arm back. Your hands look so tiny on his forceps. 

He sets the bowl aside. “You need to drink.”

You frown up at him. “Are you...are you the werewolf who chased me.”

He tilts his head, and his red hair falls in front of his face.

“Why were you chasing me?” You whimper, keeping your hands on his arm just in case.

He points back, and you see the cave.

“Humans aren’t allowed there,” he says. “For generations, my family has lived and died in that cave.”

“I was just returning a bat,” you snap at him.

“And I was making sure you’d never want to come back. A good fright will do that.” He pulls his arm away from you. “I wasn’t going to hurt you. I could have.”

You grimace at him. “That’s not reassuring me.”

“You avoided the deer,” he says.

You furrow your brow. “Yeah,” you grumble. “What about it?”

He stands up and walks over to the fire. Using sticks, he flips the slab or ripped meat over. It sizzles again, and you reach for the water to gulp it down along with your rising gut.

“I’ll take you back in the morning,” he says. “For now, you belong to the woods.”

“You’re a Red Wolf,” you say. “You’re endangered like the bat I was returning.” You remember the list, you had looked over it often while taking care of the bat.

The red giant sits back down near the fire. “I am,” he answers. “I’m the last in Hearthway. Or well, aside from the Locklear clan.”

“Do you know Winona Locklear?” You ask hesitantly.

He glares at you, and you quickly look away.

“Are you a wolf?” He asks. “You smell like one, but not quite.”

You shake your head. “My dad was a wolf. But I didn’t get the gene.” You glance back at him. “You got a name?”

“Rohit,” he answers.

You pull your knees up to your chest. “Well, excuse me if I don’t much like this first impression.”

“I didn’t mean for you to wind up like this,” he says. “I simply wanted to scare you away.”

You scowl at him. “My whole job is about protecting this place and the animals in it. That includes you. I was just putting that bat somewhere safe. I didn’t know it was something sacred to you.”

“It’s natural to react on gut instincts,” he replies. 

You grumble and place your head between your knees.

“Are you hungry?” He asks.

“No,” you mutter. “I still feel sick.”

Rohit big hand grasps the back of your head, and his nails scratch down your scalp and the back of your neck. You hate to admit it, but it feels good.

“You don’t hurt anywhere do you?” Rohit asks.

You huff and shake your head, finding you enjoy Rohit’s touch. “Nothing major,” you grumble. You lift your head and look up at Rohit. “Thanks,” you mutter. “For saving me.”

“I wouldn’t say that just yet,” Rohit’s voice is low and dark.

Your hair stands on end, and your skin starts to prickle. 

“Part of why I reacted so strongly is also because my rut is coming on,” Rohit replies. “And it has been so long since a woman has been my way.”

You squeeze your thighs tight together. “You’re in heat?” You whimper.

“That is why you’ll be going back first thing in the morning,” Rohit says. “I can feel it coming. And if you’re here-” he bites his lip and turns away.

“I get it,” you murmur. You glance back up at him. 

“Just smelling you now,” he growls. “It makes me hungry.”

Your skin prickles and you inch away. 

Rohit then chuckles, and it is a dangerous sound. “I can smell that.”

You squeak. “What?” You yelp as you turn to look up at him.

Rohit looks down at you, and he takes in a deep breath. “You’re aroused,” his voice is dark. “God, it’s a good smell.” He places his hand on your leg and rubs up it to your thigh. “It’s making my mouth water.”

You flinch but don’t tell him to stop. You watch him as his eyes become lidded and his mouth opens. You notice a glisten on his lip as he drools.

“It’s growing stronger,” he growls.

His hand cups your groin and you whimper, your thigh clamping around his wrist like a trap. Rohit groans, his hand squeezing, and kneading.

“It’s hot,” he moans.

You look up into his eyes and meet his kiss. You open your lips as his tongue slips in. He bites your lip and neck, and he rips his hand free. He grabs you and pushes you down, pinning your arms above your head. 

He growls in your ear, moaning and snarling. “You should have run.”

“I know,” you whimper.

He reaches down, ripping your pants and splitting them open. You gasp and shiver as his fingers rub directly against your skin. Your panties are already wet.

Rohit snarls, shifting as he lowers himself down between your legs. His nose rubs to the front of your underwear, and he snarls and moans.

You gasp and grab onto his head, running your fingers through his hair as he shifts and it turns to fur. His hot tongue licks at the fabric and in frustration, he rips it away. You cry out as his tongue pushes inside you. He snarls and slurps, pushing closer when he can’t get enough.

You fidget and twitch, yelping when you feel his teeth. Your legs hang over his shoulders, and his big hands claw their way up your body. He shoves his fingers under your bra, groping and squeezing your breasts as he hungrily feasts.

You gasp and shiver, feeling his tongue bull from you a sharp and deep orgasm. You squeal, and your fingers dig into your fur.

Rohit snarls, panting hard as he rises from between your legs. His mouth is dripping, and his eyes are completely black. He picks you up and lays you on your belly on a rock. You whimper, still swimming in the afterglow.

“This wrong,” you tell yourself in a weak argument. “So wrong.”

Rohit’s giant paws grab onto your ass, and you moan softly. His finger digs in, kneading and spreading you. He snarls, pressing his very thick cock at your slit. He ruts and rubs in your wetness, growling and snarling as he does.

“So wrong,” you think. “It feels so good!” You reach back, touching Rohit’s hand on your ass.

Rohit stills for a moment, and you ease back. You take his tip and shudder as he enters you. You take more of him, feeling yourself stretch to take something so big.

“Oh god,” you moan out loud.

Rohit’s fingers grip onto your hips and pull you back, planting himself firmly inside. You squeak and mewl, gripping onto the rock. He’s so deep, you’re sure he’s in your stomach. Rohit moves, thrusting hard and deep inside you. He bends over top of you, biting the back of your neck as he ruts.

You groan, pressing into his chest.

You feel his knot as it slaps at your folds. He’s trying to get it inside. You swallow and raise your hips so you can spread your thighs just a bit more.

“I want this wild animal to be inside me,” you think to yourself. “This monstrous man. I want him. Oh god, I want all of him.” 

You gasp and cry out as his knot starts to ease inside. As it pops into place your toes cramp and your legs twitch. You cry out, sounding very much like an animal yourself.

Rohit’s teeth dig into your neck, and his tongue licks your skin. Now, completely locked inside you, his movements are sharp and precise. His cock grinds inside, rubbing the same tender, sensitive spot over and over.

“Oh god,” you think to yourself as your entire mind goes blank, “I want him so much. I want him to cum.”

Rohit moans into your ear. “Mine,” he growls wickedly. 

You gasp and shudder, your whole body trembling as you’re taken over. The great surge spreads from you to Rohit. He pulls back, howling and screaming into the air. You feel him, all of him. His heat floods you and fills you.

You got your wish.

Rohit snarls but remains inside. He kisses your neck and cheeks, his warm palms stroking down your back. He starts moving again.

“Oh god,” you moan.

He grinds his hip and snarls. A moment later, his knot pops out, and you feel his cum running down your thighs.

Rohit picks you up, carrying you to the fire where he lays you down on a blanket. You watch the fire for a moment, then look up as Rohit stands over you. He comes down, laying beside you and wrapping his strong arms around you protectively.

When he grows hard again, you start all over. By morning, you’re sore and sticky, but you don’t regret a thing.

“Once more,” Rohit begs.

You moan and stroke his face. “You said you’d take me home,” you mewl.

“Once more, oh god, give me once more,” he kisses you, pushing you into the grass. “I need you,” he whimpers.

You smile up at him. “Well, if you know where I live you can come visit me any time you want.” You pet down his chest. “Even when you’re not in heat.”

Rohit kisses you, hungrily and with need. “Don’t tempt me.”

“I’m thirsty,” you push him away.

He nips your lip and picks you up. He takes you over to the stream, setting you down on a cold stone. You shiver as he splashes you with water, washing your legs and thighs. He kisses your chest and belly, nuzzling to your thighs as he sinks into the cold stream.

You rub down his back and scratch the nape of his neck. “Rohit,” you whisper.

He looks up at you, and you smile at him. You brush his hair away from his face, admiring how handsome he was. It was your first time really seeing his face. That night, all you had been able to enjoy was his size and well his size.

“You’re such a good looking guy,” you purr. You brush your fingertips over his lips.

He bites your fingers and rises up. “You’re the lovely one,” he growls into your ear.

You shiver and place your palms on his chest.

“So soft,” he growls, so warm,” he rubs his hands down your body. “I never wanted to leave your body last night.”

You giggle. “I can tell,” you kiss his neck. 

He sinks into the cold water again. “I’ll never survive this heat,” he growls.

You giggle and massage his shoulders. “I told you, you can spend it all with me,” you bite the nape of his neck, and he moans loudly.

“Just in my big bed and a working toilet.” You wrap your arms around him, pressing your squish to his back. “And you can go back to the woods whenever you want. Then, you can come to my door whenever you need me.”

“It’s been so long,” Rohit growls. He captures your hand and kisses the center of your palm. “I was not born to a life such as the one in the Hallow.”

“That’s what Billy said,” you say. “It took him time, but he’s a fixture now.”

Rohit turns his head, and you meet his soft kiss.

“What if all this fucking makes me pregnant?” You coo into his ear.

He growls and shivers. “You really won’t let me do it again?” He whines.

You pinch his cheek. “Take me home and let me get a hot shower.”

Rohit finally gives in. He wraps the blanket around you as he runs with you through the woods. Soon, you’re in your backward and taking the spare key from the flower bed to get inside. Rohit follows you inside, sniffing everything.

“The shower is pretty big,” you tell him. “You can join me.”

Rohit furrows his brow but follows you into the bathroom. You turn on the hot water and step inside. As Rohit gets in, he puts his hands around you and pulls you to his chest.

“What’s wrong?” You ask.

He turns his head up, letting the hot water rush down his bear and chest. You chuckle and take the soap, rubbing it to his hairy chest and belly. 

“You’ll feel better all squeaky clean,” you say. You kiss him and rub your body to him, lathering him up.

Rohit growls and shoves you back. “You’re doing more bad than good.”

“Ok then,” You shrug and turn around. “Then scrub my back.”

Rohit big hands rub your back and knead your ass and thighs. It feels good, especially since they’re so sore.

“I want to stay with you,” he whispers. “Especially if you come to bear my pups.” 

You glance over your shoulder at him. “Are you sure, Rohit?”

“I will probably spend most of my time in the woods,” he admits. “But-” he places his hand over your soft belly. “I’ll always be here.”

You turn around and grab him, pulling him down to kiss him. “This is so strange,” you whisper. “So fast.”

Rohit smiles and kisses you. “I don’t want to wait.”

Once Rohit’s heat is over, you think for a while he will probably get bored and leave. After all, he doesn’t need you anymore. But when you return home from work, Rohit is always in the backyard waiting for you.

He sleeps with you at night, his strong arms locked around you. And when you do have sex, it’s still has hot and hard as when he was in heat. He’s quiet but attentive, and sometimes when you’re at work, you catch him watching you from the woods.

As the days go on, he spends more and more time in your home. You eventually buy him clothes, and when he’s ready, you make a trip into town together. You take him to get ice cream, and then you go to the park.

Once you get to the playground and he sees all the kids playing, his eyes get wide and he stares in awe.

“There’s so many,” he whispers.

You squeeze his hand tight. “There’s a lot of families in Hearthway Hollow. There’s never a shortage of kids and pups around here.”

“I want that to be us,” he says with a hushed, awed voice. “I wants pups.”

You lean into his side. “I know.”

“I could go into heat just thinking about it,” he smirks lasciviously.

“Not in front of the kids you creep!” You laugh and shove him.

You walk on, leaving the park and going into downtown. “I don’t like how busy it is,” Rohit then says. “But I could learn to cope.”

“I don’t like it either,” you shake your head. “That’s why I work as a ranger,” you look up at him. “I’m away from the town and the busy. I get to work in the woods and with the animals more than I do people.”

    “Could I be a ranger then?” He asks.

You giggle. “You want a job?”

“If we’re going to have pups,” he says. “I don’t want them to think their father is a wild animal. But I do want them to know and understand the wild.” He says seriously. “We all come from it, it’s part of us. The cave,” he murmurs. “They deserve to know it’s their home as well.”

“And they will,” you tug his hand up and kiss his palm. “Let’s go home,” you whisper. “And let's pretend you’re in heat.”

A grin spreads across his lips. “Better idea,” his palm gropes your rear. “Let’s pretend you’re the one in heat.”

You snicker and grab his face as you kiss him. “Ok, let's go!”