It was mid October
The harvest full moon
Shone brightly above his head
There were rays
Of silvery moonbeams
Slicing through and between
The forest trees
Cutting right through the mist
Of the chilled evening.
Regardless of his prayers
And hard he prayed
To keep the beast within him
He was over powered
The beast was too strong
Now he knew where he belongs
Slinking in and out of shadows.
Hunting the prey
That would satisfy his beastly
Desires
His hunger for Blood and flesh
He tried to suppress
As he battle for control
Of the beast.
He sniffed the surrounding air
Smelled something different,
That made him curious
His senses locked in
On the unusual scent
A scent that send his loins
Burning with beastly passion.
His mouth was salivating
Dripping from his fangs
And it was not for food
He heard what he thought
Was a young maiden sobbing
And strange noises
That intensified his curiosity.
Stealthily
He followed the scent
To a small clearing of the forest
He peeked through a bush
And there in the moonlight
To his amazement
Saw a beautiful woman
Marking her territory
As she slowly transformed
Into a She Wolf.
Slowly and meekly
He approached from hiding
Sniffing the air and the ground
Licking her passionate marking fluids
And her swollen Passion,
He now desired.
Sniffing at her
Attempting to mount her
She’ll have none of that
As she
Gently snapped, nibbling at him.
She was young and still playful
She wanted foreplay before
Satisfying her wanton pleasures.
~*Amber*~
She was startled by such attention,
Her eyes ablaze with passionate thoughts,
She was desired by this beast of a wolf.
Allowing him to get just close enough
To smell her mounting desire,
She pushed him away with boldness.
Looking him over, and savoring his
Scent that was overpowering,
She began to touch herself,
Allowing for pleasure to control her moves,
She was a She Wolf through and through,
Only wanting satisfaction
And sexual joining.
His scent was familiar,
She has tasted his seed,
Felt his hardness within her loins,
He was her son’s father.
How dare he come back now,
After all these years.
“Where have you been,
All this time, you beast?”
You left me with your seed,
And now you have a son.
He has a need to meet his father.
And, I have longed to join with you,
Sleepless night after sleepness night.
“Come here”, she demanded,
Touch my swollen woman hood,
Kiss my tender breasts,
Mount me and give me pleasure
For again, it is the time to become
Fertile with your seed.
You are a beast, but one that
I desire with abandonment of
My senses and womanly charms.
I shall open for your manhood,
Join with me now,
I want to be ravishly fulfilled.
The two joined in sexual pleasure,
Both howling at the Harvest Full Moon,
Two souls connected,
Beneath the glorious light
of their worshipped treasure.
Lycanthropy And Love
(A Collaboration)
By
William “D’Artagnan” Bonilla
&
Amber “V” Moonstone
10/11/08
William
~*~
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Amber "V" Moonstone" she is the best I have ever
Had the pleasure to write with
I wish to thank all of you A D members for all your wonderful reviews of our collaborations
Love, Christine
Regis
Sandy
exceptional poem! To William and Amber: A toast to a great calloboration!
Another GREAT write from both of you, but that is what we have come to expect. Thank you for sharing.
Nwfie hugs, Rose
Fabulous write, you guys. As always - much loved.
R~
And wooow such beautiful eloquent writing
Two sols connected Beneath the glorious light
And mils and mils Apart!!!
Brilliant you both must write a poetry book
OF Romance!!
Peace Love and Light...Morning Star
peace and love, Carole~
Much peace, love, and light, my dearest friend,
Amber "V"
Sandie Angel :o)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Gret collaboration.
Georg
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Love,
ET
Axilea