He chuffed his approval as she opened the bag and pulled a slice out. He opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out for her to place it on. She took one look at the gaping mouth full of razor sharp teeth and shuddered, then slowly reached out her hand and carefully placed the slice of salted beef on his tongue. He waited for her hand to pull back before closing his mouth and chewing on the meat.
Once he swallowed that piece, he opened his mouth, waiting for her to do it again. After she had fed him several slices of beef jerky like this, she stopped mid-motion on the next slice.
"Wait a minute! Do you expect me to hand-feed you like I'm some sort of servant?"
The indignation in her voice made her sound almost petulant. The wolf closed his mouth. looked her right in the eye, and started moving his head up and down.
Now it was her turn to open her mouth and gape like a fish. He turned his head, nosed the bandage on his side, then looked back at her as if to say, See how helpless I am? Now feed me. He opened his mouth again and stuck out his tongue. She started laughing, shaking her head, and proceeded to feed her strange companion the rest of the beef jerky. When it was all gone, he looked over at the empty water bowl and then back at her.
"Jeez! You sure are pushy!"
He grunted and nodded at her again. She chuckled and moved to fill the bowl with water.
"I hope you fully appreciate what I'm doing for you. I don't normally wait on anyone, especially some oversized dogs!"
When she said that last sentence, she heard a rumble behind her. She spun around, wondering if she'd finally gone too far and was now about to be mauled to pieces. When she made eye contact, he gave her a look of hurt, then stuck his nose in the air and snorted. She relaxed as it dawned on her that he was pouting. Smiling, she got his water.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to imply that you were a lowly dog."
As she set the bowl of water in front of him. he pushed his muzzle to her face and licked from her jawline to her forehead in one long swipe. She jerked back, sputtering and wiping her face with the sleeve of her coat.
"Aww! Gross! Now I've got wolf germs all over my face, and you just got the last of the fresh water."
She looked down the wolf, swearing he was laughing at her.
"Alright, funny guy! You enjoy that while l refill this jug."
He chuffed at her once more, then began slurping up the water at a very fast rate. As she walked out of the camp with the empty jug in hand, she had a little spring in her step. She was quite pleased that the wolf had shown some affection for her at last.
The wolf finished the last of the water in the bowl and watched her walk away, mesmerized by the swaying of her hips. He could still taste her on his tongue. She tasted good-not food good, but friend good. The thought of friend made him pause. It had been so long since he'd had friendly interaction with humans; he'd almost forgotten what it was like. He was so used to hiding from them, sneaking away whenever he sensed one nearby.
Now this female... Oh! She was beautiful. That long dark auburn hair cascading down her back, swaying as she walked. Those long. slender legs, and that butt-whew! He hadn't seen a butt like that in a long time. He hadn't been able to tell how large her breasts were yet; that big, fluffy coat hid those rather well. He laid his head down and closed his eyes. Flashes of distant memories cascaded through his mind. However, each time he thought friend, the image of her slender face or that swaying backside floated up in his mind's eye, leaving him with a warm feeling in his belly and chest.
"What are you grinning about?"
He snapped his eyes open and jerked his head up, looking right into her face, which was just a few inches away. How had she entered the camp without him noticing? Was he slipping? He thought about it, then realized he had heard her enter but had simply let it happen because he now thought of her as a friend, not a potential threat. The grin slowly returned to his face. The woman watched the thought process work its way over the wolf's face, amused by the whole thing.
It happened so fast she didn't even register the movement before a giant wet tongue was on her face again. He'd already started licking the other side before she jerked back out of range, cursing and sputtering. By the time she'd wiped off the slobber, the wolf sat there with an even bigger grin on his face, looking quite content. Then his look changed from contentment to something she hadn't seen yet. The wolf rolled his tongue inside his mouth as if savoring some juicy piece of meat, and an intense look of concentration came over him, like he was drinking in her image, one delicious drop at a time.
Then it hit her. She'd seen that look before- not on an animal's face, but a man's. A very horny man. She didn't know what to think now. A blush crept up her face, all the way to her forehead.
"Stop looking at me like that! I am not dinner! So stop it right now!"
She stamped her foot and looked away, hiding her blushing face from the very intent-looking wolf. He was still savoring her taste on his tongue. Sweet and salty at the same time. He could taste the sweat from her pores, but beneath that was something else- something entirely female, and that was very good!.
The fading sunlight made his eyes shine in that special way only canines have. But instead of yellow or green, they were red- blood red. This gave him a decidedly evil countenance, and when she looked over at him and saw this, she shuddered, wrapping her arms tightly around her chest. For the first time since that morning, she felt nervous and concerned for her safety. He sensed this immediately and started whimpering, trying to convey his sincere apology for making her afraid of him. He lowered his head, setting his chin on the ground. She understood and relaxed, dropping her arms to her sides. though she still didn't approach him.
"Why did you look at me like that? Did I suddenly taste like food?"
He raised his head just enough to move it back and forth, indicating that he didn't think that.
"Alright, then. I'd appreciate it if you didn't do that again, okay?"
He moved his head up and down this time and chuffed, letting her know he understood she didn't like it. With that understanding between them, she walked closer but stopped just outside the reach of his super-long tongue. She raised her hand toward his muzzle, and he gently licked the ends of her fingers.
"Apology accepted. Let's both try to get some sleep now. I know I'm drained, and I can only imagine you aren't feeling all that great either."