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Amaria looked up at the animal's eyes, and for the first time, she noticed the deep grey-blue colour. She felt a sharp pain sear through her foot. She had been injured and could not run from it anymore. It moved closer to her. Her fear was crippling. She took in her surroundings and realized no one would be coming to her rescue. She felt hopeless.

The animal was drawing nearer.

She had no choice: She brought her knees closer to her chest and let out an ear-splitting scream that partially deafened her.

Tears of despair and resignation rolled down her cheeks as she decided to try and negotiate with the animal. She stared straight into its eyes and tried to speak, but her throat was dry.

"Please, don't hurt me," she whispered to it. "Please."

The animal paused for a second. Did it understand her? She looked at it more closely. It had beautiful snow-white fur and a black mark that ran down its back like a scar. It moved closer to her again, but Amaria did not feel afraid anymore. Instead, she felt calm and at peace. Nevertheless, she hugged her knees to her chest, well aware of her immobility.

The animal walked closer and closer, locking its gaze on to hers, only stopping when it was came within inches of her face. Amaria braced herself for the tearing of its jaws, but instead, felt her body start to float.

"Wake up," the wolf said as another dark one came to join it, the saphire eyes gleaming in the half light..

She smelled the familiar scent of Lilly of the Valley, which forced her to open her eyes. All of a sudden, Amaria's world began to change. She was no longer in the woods trying to run from a wolf with a badly sprained ankle. Instead, she was in a bed, her bed.

A dream?

She tried to stay awake but couldn't. All she could think about before finally succumbing to the abyss, was the wolves in her dreams.

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She'd had some pretty vivid dreams sometimes but damn that one was a hit. She knew the wolf was Ianto, those steely eyes and the scar down his back the tell.

She thought of him so much these days.

Then the call to say the boys were in town with the kids for some chat show thing, their evening free. They were coming.

She ached to feel him inside of her again. She drove the few blocks to the mall and went inside. As she walked along, stopping in front of store windows, she started to get the feeling that there was something else here she was supposed to find.

Maybe the perfect outfit lay right around the corner? Who knew?

Amaria headed into the crowd.

She stopped in front of Torrid, a store for curvy girls and admired the leather corset in the window. Yes, that is exactly what she needed for tonight; put the girls on display and watch Ianto lose his mind.

After leaving the store, she decided to go look for a new pair of 'hooker heels' as Jack called them. She knew some sexy stilettos would be just the right thing to cap off her look for the evening. She might even keep them on while Ianto fucked her.

Gods, she felt hot just thinking of her boys.

Amaria walked into Narnia, an Alternative Club for those who wanted to let their freak flag fly, knowing that she looked damn good. She had on the corset and heels she'd bought that day, along with a pair of skinny jeans that hugged her ample curves. Her breasts were nearly spilling out over the top of the corset, begging to be touched. As she stepped through the doors of the club, she felt dozens of eyes swing toward her. She added a little extra swagger to her step just to give anyone watching a thrill and laughed when several growls erupted behind her.

She spotted Ianto in the corner booth where she'd agreed to meet him with Jack coming to her place later.

Then she saw Ianto. He looked magnificent in the deep ruby red gown, his blonde wig making him look like Dolly Patron was screaming somewhere.

Ianto stood as she approached and let out a low whistle.

"Damn you look good," he said, kissing her softly.

"You're not looking so bad yourself," she said, sitting down next to him in the booth.

After a few drinks and some light conversation, Amaria leaned over and whispered in Ianto's ear. "I really want to get out of here."

"Where would you like to go?" he asked her.

She smiled wickedly and reached under the table to fondle him, finding his cock already straining through the fabric.

"Well, well, I guess someone is happy to see me," she said, giving him a squeeze and watching him squirm a bit.

"Someone's been happy to see you since you walked in here with your tits about to fall out of your shirt," he growled in her ear. "I just didn't want to rush you, you just got here with your 'fuck me' outfit."

"I know exactly who I want to 'fuck me' thank you very much," she purred.

Ianto rose quickly and grabbed her hand, pulling her behind him out of the bar.

Thankfully it was dark and crowded enough that no one could spot his massive erection. Though there was no mistaking the pheromones they were giving off, and the couple was greeted with hoots and howls as they made their way past.

Fortunately, she lived only two blocks from the club, so they were back to her place in no time. Once inside the door, he lifted Amaria easily off of her feet and threw her over his shoulder. He carried her into the bedroom and tossed her on the bed.

"I've been waiting so long for this," he said as he started to undress.

Amaria unlaced her corset and let her large breasts fall free. Ianto was on her in seconds, taking a dark nipple into his mouth and suckling until it was hard and tender.

He moved to the other breast and did the same, eliciting moans of pleasure from Amaria.

He sat up and quickly removed her jeans and panties, tossing them aside. He stopped for a minute and looked down at her naked below him. "God I've missed you baby, you are so fucking beautiful."

He stretched out over her and claimed her mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue sliding over hers. He sucked gently at her bottom lip and nipped at her chin as he worked his mouth down her body. Amaria drove her hands into his hair and pushed him lower until his mouth settled over her throbbing centre. He sniffed at her and let out a low moan.

"I can smell how much you've missed me," he said before driving his tongue deep into her wet slit.

Amaria bucked and moaned under the pressure of his tongue. It had been so long since she'd been touched like this, but the memory of how good she and Ianto were together in bed was fresh in her mind. She began to fall quickly, and sensing that she was close to finishing, Ianto pulled back.

"No, please," she whimpered. "Don't stop, please."

"We have all night baby," Ianto said as he pushed her legs wide and opened her fully to him.

"Gods your pussy tastes so good," he said, lapping at her in long slow strokes. When her own juices started to run from her, he slid two fingers inside of her and used them to stretch her walls. It had been several months since her body had welcomed him and he didn't want to cause her any pain.

Amaria threw her head from side to side as he dipped his fingers deeper and deeper inside of her, eventually sliding in a third. She remembered how thick and long his cock was and knew that she needed this. As he worked her with his fingers, he took her clit between his teeth and began to gently suck on the tight bud. She moaned and begged until she came under his skilled tongue.

"More," she said, feeling greedy. "I need more, I need you inside of me Ianto. I can't wait anymore."

Unable to wait any longer himself, Ianto knelt ready at her entrance. He grabbed her legs and put one foot on his shoulder, leaning forward until he knew he could access her completely with a slight angle to accommodate her body. Looking down at her so he was sure to see her expression, he slid his hard cock into her waiting cunt. The cry of pleasure/pain and look of total ecstasy on her face, nearly made him come right then. Instead, he paused for a minute before setting a slow, deliberate rhythm with his thrusts.

With every pump, he pushed himself further and further inside of her until he was buried to the hilt in her wetness.

"Ianto your cock feels so good inside me," she moaned.

"Harder please," she begged as her hips rose to meet his thrusts. "I need you to fuck me harder."

More than willing to oblige, Ianto leaned over her and her leg fell from his shoulders to wrap snugly around his waist. Amaria locked her ankles, not allowing him to pull too far out of her in between thrusts. Ianto gripped the headboard for leverage and drove hard and deep into her until she thought she would pass out.

Finally, with a guttural growl, he unleashed himself, emptying his seed deep within her and causing her to trip over the edge again. Her orgasm was so powerful that her pussy clenched around him, squeezing every last drop of cum from him and taking it into her womb.

Afterward, they lay tangled in one another's arms. Amaria fell into a deep sleep where she dreamed of pleasure beyond her imagination.

Her silver wolf in a pretty sheep's clothing snoring beside her.