Clara lay trembling on the ground.

Her entire body was covered in a fine layer of sweat and she was beginning to pant. She couldn't help but clench her thighs feeling the inside of her soaking wet and throbbing strangely. She couldn't believe that she was turned on just by the smell of this male approaching her. She even began to exude pheromones herself in response to him. And his voice still echoed in her head.

Mine, and she knew there was only one answer to that. One that was not expected to give so quickly. Only she felt that she was not complete. As if even if she said it, if she responded to him, something was missing.

She saw him appear between the trees and his wolf like body was illuminated by the light of the moon that was soon dimmed behind a new gray cloud. That didn't stop his completely golden fur from shining through the tree branches, matching his pair of golden orbs. To Clara the difference was barely perceptible, but those eyes were so penetrating that she could define them without difficulty.

For a moment the wolf that had caught her earlier came to mind, perhaps it was the same one, but between her fear and her poor eyesight, and this one covered in blood, perhaps she hadn't seen him properly. She didn't know, her mind wasn't responding the way she wanted. The heat inside her was beginning to be painful. And she knew that she was going into heat responding to him.

-You...- her voice betrayed her, coming out trembling and that's how she was completely.

And the wolf seemed to be satisfied, for his pheromones, despite being dominant, were delicious. Strong, protective and they called to sex and turn her on. The animal walked towards her and slowly transformed. His shapely legs, strong arms, broad and hard torso, and a masculine and chiseled face, with blonde hair that fell on his shoulders in delicious waves, began to appear, until he stopped completely naked, converted in front of the she-wolf. From his position he looked at her narrowing his eyes and a slight smile on her face.

The gold in his eyes was now stronger than before. And her body showed evidence of her arousal. His member throbbed hard between her thighs as he had found his mate and she had come into heat for him.

Clara felt him close to her and raised her head trying to identify, although his features were quite diffuse, but she was able to notice one thing. He was much larger than her, with many more pounds of muscle. She never imagined that his mate would be a wolf with such a size difference compared to hers. And that scared her a little.

He didn't have time to think about it though. Her gaze moved poorly and instinctively over the male's body, trying to get more details of him and imagine him. And she was aware of his arousal and swallowed hard.

The wolf smiled even more showing his long fangs, since the wolf was looking at that area of ​​her anatomy that was quite excited to taste it. Especially since she smelled like a virgin. She had not been touched by anyone. And of course not, she belonged to him. If another wolf had put his finger on her, he would have killed him with his own claws.

He took another step towards her and stretched out his arm, grabbing her wrist, earning a groan from the wolf, and even from himself. The contact between the two made them both shiver noticeably, with a current running through them and making the atmosphere even hotter between them.

Clara bit her lower lip and didn't resist the wolf as he pulled her against him as he straightened. Her feet rested on his as her arm wrapped around her narrow waist, his erection pressing against her stomach.

–Ah– she moaned and felt the boiling liquid coming from inside her go down her thighs. She knew that she was dilated despite being a virgin. Her body was asking to be penetrated by that wolf, by her destined mate, by her mate. And although she was trembling slightly, and she was afraid of what might happen in the future, she at that moment could only smile slightly from the happiness of having found him.

Soon her back was pressed against a tree trunk, getting caught between it and the wolf's large body. The hard thigh of this one of hers had positioned itself in the middle of hers spreading them apart and quickly becoming wet with her fluids.

–You're soaking wet, darling– the wolf spoke in a deep voice with excitement.

And he didn't wait long before he grabbed the front of her clothing and ripped the dress apart, leaving her torso completely exposed. And with that her breasts and buds red and swollen, urging them to suck on them. The wolf gasped and licked his lips as he thanked the Moon Goddess for a small but delicious mate.

–I think I'm going to break you.– His face was so close to hers that his breath brushed her lips. She realized that he hadn't asked her cub her name, but she didn't care now, he just wanted to devour her. Her back was tight with the strain of holding back.

Clara, listening to him, acted strange. Her hands were placed on the chest of her wolf and she pushed trying to get away from him, since with his size it was easy for her to effectively break her even if she was in heat. The difference in size was noticeable and she had no sexual experience, but on the other hand, her abdomen and insides throbbed to be filled by him and ease the burning volcano inside her. Her zeal would not abate until she was taken and marked by her mate.

She let out a pitiful moan, undecided what to do. She was afraid. The tears that had faded at some point reappeared and ran down her cheek. Seeing her, the wolf growled without her smile disappearing from her lips and licked her cheek, tasting the salty taste of one of them.

-Delicious. You're so hot, you smell so good.– He lowered her face from her, dragging her nose across her skin to the crook of her neck and burying it there. Breathing in her scent with relish.

Clara shuddered at the action and her hands stopped pushing him.

-Touch me, feel me- he growled against her neck where he began to leave a trail of kisses and scraped the sensitive skin with his long fangs- You are mine- he repeated again, as if he needed to say it to be aware of that fact.

Clara let the air out of her lungs and closed her eyes, taking in the sea of ​​emotions inside her and how good it felt, too. Her fingers burned on the wolf's fur and she instinctively moved them slowly down his torso, feeling him extremely hard and firm, worthy of a fully grown male. Her fully defined abdomen made her salivate. She had never had the opportunity to touch a male, despite the fact that by nature they had defined bodies, especially those dedicated to protecting and hunting the pack. So having the chance to do so now turned her on in a way she hadn't known and she longed for him to keep scouring her when she stopped at her groin.

The wolf growled dissatisfiedly and his scent turned a little sour around her. Clara gasped when it bit into her shoulder.

–Why are you stopping?– he sounded commanding and demanding.

The wolf swallowed dry and wanted to make herself smaller, beginning to tremble noticeably from fear. And at his reaction, the wolf realized that he had really snapped. He clucked his tongue at the sight of her disfigured face and that her scent had completely vanished, making her nose itch at the new thick around her.

And he did the best he could do at the time and it popped into his head. He grabbed her chin and kissed her.

Clara's first kiss.