As Max and Kylie strolled hand in hand through the dense forest, moonlight filtered through the trees above, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor. They had just completed their patrol of the pack's borders, ensuring their territory was safe. The scent of pine trees and earth filled the air as the night enveloped them, and the world seemed at peace.
They could easily find their way through the woods thanks to the moon's silver light, which illuminated the way ahead. Kylie's new lupine instincts guided her every move, heightening her senses. She was in awe of everything about her, including the sights, sounds, and textures of the ground beneath her paws. Everything was so brand new and exciting.
Max looked across at Kylie as they walked, who was wagging her tail and gazing around in awe. Her enthusiasm made him smile uncontrollably. "You seem to enjoy this, Kylie," Max said.
Kylie's ears perked up as she vigorously nodded. "It's the first time we've been out without fear of being attacked."
Max chuckled, his deep, melodious laugh resonating through the woods. "I'm glad to hear that, Kylie. It truly is a unique experience to roam these woods with no worries or constraints."
As they ventured deeper into the forest, Kylie broke the silence, her voice filled with curiosity. "Max, I've been wondering. With Cayden and Selena being preoccupied with their new baby, it must be quite a challenge for you to manage all the pack responsibilities."
Max nodded, his expression thoughtful. "You're right, Kylie. It's been busier than usual with the recent addition to the pack. Cayden and Selena are understandably focused on their child, and that means more responsibilities for the rest of us."
Kylie's eyes filled with concern. "Is there anything I can do to help you?" I know how important it is to maintain balance within the pack, especially during times of change."
Max's gaze softened as he looked at Kylie. "I think the best thing we can do is support Cayden and Selena as much as possible and take on some of their usual tasks. You can help Selena with babysitting. It's good to practice before we have our own pups."
He winked at her.
Kylie went silent. Whenever Max talked about increasing their family, she would either burst it off or go silent. She knew Max wanted pups of his own; she wanted them too. Nothing could be better than having Max's baby. The problem was that she couldn't get pregnant. When she mated with Max, things were so chaotic that she never had time to talk about her 'problem'. Kylie realised Max would probably want to have a child in the future when Selena became pregnant.
"Hey, what happened?" Max asked, bumping into her.
"Nothing! I am hungry. Wanna Hunt?" She said in a challenging tone.
Max raised an eyebrow, sensing that something was off, but decided not to press further. "Sure, let's go," he replied, masking his curiosity. As they headed out to hunt, Kylie couldn't help but wonder how she would eventually bring up her infertility, causing no tension between them.
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A few weeks later, Kylie woke up in a dizzy state. She was huffing for air. Max shifted in his sleep, pressing up against her solidly and successfully, causing a wince to escape from her. It was like hell; her mind was completely muddled, she was dripping wet, and all she wanted was to get rammed until the bed cracked.
It seemed her reaction had stirred Max as he let out a groan.
"Kylie?" He mumbled, positioning himself a bit more towards her as he looked over his shoulder. "What's wrong?"
She was still huffing for breath.
"I can't breathe," Kylie gasped out, her voice strained. She desperately tried to steady her racing heart, feeling a mix of pleasure and discomfort coursing through her body.
Max sniffed the air and was suddenly alert. He sat up and looked down at Kylie. Her scent caught his attention right away. Male werewolves are programmed to scent a female in the heat with ease.
"Kylie, you are in heat!" Kylie's eyes widened in realisation as she nodded, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Damm! so this is what it feels like." She had heard stories from other werewolves about the intense sensations that came with being in heat, but experiencing them firsthand was on a whole different level. Max's presence only seemed to amplify her desires, making it even harder for her to catch her breath. She knew she needed to cool down before things got out of control.
"So? Do something!" She pleaded.
Max chuckled.
"Don't worry, I have a few tricks up my sleeve to help you cool down. Just trust me."
His lips came crashing down on her. She let out a small gasp at the sudden moment of passion, her hips already buckling as his member slid between her thighs. He tore off her sleeping tee from her body. And he did not know when he had kicked off his pyjamas.
"Ok! This will not be sweet and romantic." He warned her. "This is going to be raw and intense, but I promise you'll enjoy every second," Max whispered huskily in her ear. He positioned himself above her, ready to give her the pleasure she craved.
"Don't hold back," she mumbled, her own hips moving in synch with him. His words severed the last thread of sanity she was desperately clinging to, and she surrendered herself completely to the raw passion between them.
He reached down, positioning his tip at her entrance, before thrusting into her, letting out a satisfied growl as her warm, tight folds enveloped him. It felt twice as good as usual, like she could feel every brief pulse of their bodies together. She only got a moment of reprieve before her instincts took over completely, making her mind a completely detached mess.
His hips moved out of his control, relentlessly pounding into her; her cries and moans drove him crazy.
"Max! You're being so rough!" Kylie gasped.
He pushed her onto her stomach. His hips soon went back to the same merciless rhythm. She did not know how long that went on. Thirty minutes? An hour? At one point, she felt him go limp. Whether it was from an overabundance of pleasure or exhaustion, she wasn't sure. All she could do was let out multitudes of her enthralling moans, her whole body trembling.
She was thrown into oblivion, letting out a deafening moan before he climaxed just after her. Collapsing onto her in a mess of gasps, his whole body shaking.
Slowly, slowly but surely, her mind cleared; her eyes had even watered in the process of cumming. Her instinct finally being satisfied for the moment, Max detached from her and forced himself off her. She turned over, crawling over to his side and cuddling with him.
He reached over and gently stroked her hair.
"I'm sorry, Kylie. I--"
"We should make love like that again," she interrupted him, laughing at his utterly shocked face. "The heat lasts 2 days, right? We'll stay here until then."
Max's shocked expression slowly transformed into a smile as he realised Kylie's playful suggestion. "You're right," he chuckled, pulling her closer. "You know, being in heat also means you might get pregnant."
Kylie's laughter faded as she considered Max's words.
"Max, I have to tell you something." She whispered.
Max's smile faltered as he sensed the seriousness in Kylie's tone. "What is it?" he asked, concern clear in his voice.
"I can't get pregnant." Her voice was filled with a mix of sadness and vulnerability. Max's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly composed himself and reached out to hold Kylie's hand.
"Are you saying that you're unable to conceive?" Max asked gently, his voice filled with empathy. Kylie nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. Max squeezed her hand reassuringly, silently conveying his support and understanding.
"A long time ago, I made a stupid mistake. I was just 18 and got pregnant. I had an abortion with a shady doctor, and it went badly. The doctor said, I might not conceive again." Kylie confessed, her voice trembling with emotion. Max listened attentively, his heart aching for her pain.
He could sense the weight of her experiences and the lingering grief that accompanied them. "I can't imagine how difficult that must have been for you," Max replied softly, his voice filled with compassion. "But please know that I'm here for you. I love you, Kylie. My feelings will never change for you."
Kylie's eyes welled up with tears. "But Max, I know you want children. And I can't give that to you."
He grinned while lowering his gaze. "Is that what has been bothering you all this while?"
"I am sorry; I didn't tell you this earlier. I should not have kept this a secret. But I've been thinking about it a lot, and I don't want to hold you back from having the family you've always wanted."
He smiled. "Who said so?" He kissed her forehead. "Who said you would hold me back from having a family?"
"But...." She looked at him, puzzled.
"Our bodies are magical. One reason we don't get human ailments is that we have long lives with slower ageing. When a human transforms into a werewolf, he or she gains those attributes, and most of the human ailments are cured. There have been cases when a human didn't need to wear glasses anymore. When they transformed into wolves."
She paused, absorbing his words. "So, you're saying that I might have a baby now that I am a werewolf?" She asked tentatively.
He nodded with a hint of hope in his eyes. "Yes, it's possible. Werewolves have had increased fertility and reproductive abilities. It's one of the many remarkable aspects of our transformation."
She felt a tear trickle down her eyes, which Max swept away with his kiss. At that moment, she realised the endless possibilities that lay ahead for her as a werewolf. But starting a family with Max was her top priority. His lips trailed down, and he held on to her earlobe, whispering.
"You told me not to hold back. Right?"
She nodded, her heart racing with anticipation.
"Don't worry, I won't stop until you get your baby."