It wasn’t the one she hunted. The werewolf Lycaon had evaded her for four years, spreading death and destruction wherever he went. He was an old wol...f, sly and wicked, feeding off of the death it spread from town to town. She had no other leads on where the wolf had gone, so after a good night’s rest she was prepared to return to Namina for her next assignment.The road was full of travelers so she was rarely lonely on her two day walk to the merchant city. Other hunters called out a friendly. "I like being her captive." They kissed lightly.It was early evening when we all went up to our rooms. Pam and Frank were last since they kept stopping to kiss and embrace. We went up moderately quickly because we knew we could get naked and enjoy the embracing much more because of the skin touching skin!Over the next few days, a wedding date was set for early in the evening on Friday one week later than first desired. Pastor Jim met with them and would marry them. Linda and Lisa took Pam. I stepped inside the shower. She looked into my eyes with the expression: “What do we do now?” Then I grabbed her for an ass. It felt even firmer than I was expecting. She opened the water sprinkling down our bodies, then started kissing me wildly, touching my chests and stroking my cock. “Even harder than it looks,” she complimented. I was already massaging her tits. Then she pushed me backwards and lowered on her knees. At first she only starred in my dick like she wants to check it from. There was an answering neigh in the distance and a few minuteslater a beautiful black stallion came running up to us and halted before her. She mounted the steed and looked down at me gravely. "I am Otrere. If youcome with me you will be mine for I have no other way." I panicked at the certainty with which she spoke, but I could not thinkof an alternative. I was no woodsman that I could survive on my own. And Icertainly couldn't survive if I went back to town. "I shall come with you,.