Into the Night: Wolf Shifter Erotica
Free Read! A night in Metro City cruising to be ridden and filled
A free erotica story for everyone!
The drive into Metro City was long. I had left around 4 pm, straight from work, so I could be at my hotel by 8 pm, giving me enough time to rest up and get dressed for my night out.
I didn't do it often. Go to Metro City for a night at the clubs. But once a month, I got the itch to do some cruising. Sure, my business partner and best friend, Patrick, was good for a blowjob whenever my sexual tension was close to bursting, but I needed more than that.
I needed a good fucking, and Patrick and I had never gone there. Having sex with my best friend would be crossing a line. It would make sharing a bedroom with him difficult. No doubt, we might end up sharing a bed every night. It would be too much like a romantic relationship.
And neither of us wanted that.
I pulled up outside my hotel and found my way into the lobby. It was mostly filled with humans, including the staff. I only caught a whiff of one wolf whose scent wasn't necessary. The Alpha male towered over the humans around him. It was obvious he wasn't one of them.
As an Omega, I was slightly smaller in stature than him, but I still stood taller than most humans. The concierge attendant was immediately suspicious. As well as my height, I was filled out. The girth of my chest and the width of my muscular shoulders usually set off alarm bells.
"I'm checking in," I said to the anxious young woman behind the counter. "Tyler Carmichael."
She tapped away on the computer before looking up at me. "One night?"
"Yeah, just the one. I came in from Creekside for a night out."
She furrowed her brow at me. "Pet insurance?"
I grunted. I had no intention of shifting to wolf form during my stay. Unfortunately, it was unlawful for me to fail to disclose I was a wolf shifter when checking into a hotel.
"Yes," I replied and rolled my shoulders.
"That'll be an extra two hundred dollars."
Jeezus, the price just keeps increasing.
A never-ending case of other wolf shifters ruining it for the rest of us. I'd heard stories of hotel rooms being destroyed when a shifter decided to take on wolf form in their room.
No wonder humans treated us like animals.
I handed her my credit card. The room would be charged to me after my stay. The pet insurance would need to be paid now. Those were the rules. I was bound by them.
With my receipt and small amount of luggage in hand, I headed for what I knew would be one of the worst rooms in the hotel. Wolf shifters weren't given nice rooms.
As expected, my room on the main floor was dark and looked at a brick wall. It honestly didn't matter. I wasn't here for a holiday. I was here to satisfy my urge to mate with a male.
The need was practically unbearable.
I was in heat so I wouldn't be looking to mate with another wolf shifter in case he got me pregnant. I was on birth control but that wasn't a guarantee. I would need to find a human.
After shutting my curtains, I stretched out on the bed, set my alarm, and closed my eyes. I would nap for a couple of hours before getting dressed and heading out to the gay bars.
I passed out completely for the full two hours. A day at work combined with the drive to Metro City had worn me out. I needed to be fresh and rested to embark on the night I had planned.
When I awoke, I slipped into the shower and gave my skin a good scrub. Despite my best efforts, my scent of musk was strong as I toweled off. Humans wouldn't be able to consciously detect it, but other wolves would. Both would be drawn to me. I was fertile and reeked of it.
Within my luggage there were two outfits to choose from. Both were my favorite color—black. I picked my tight leather pants and a sheer, sleeveless crop top. My nipples pinched and itched, fired up because they were on display. Sometimes, a small amount of chest milk would bead at the tips. It was an unusual response to my arousal that Patrick liked to tease me about.
Dressed, I dragged some gel through my dark blond hair that I kept longer on top and styled like a 1950's greaser. To complete the look, I shrugged on my black leather jacket then checked my overall appearance in the mirror.
What stared back at me was a hot sexual predator.
The gay bar in my sights was only a few blocks from the hotel. An easy walk. It was late spring, so the evening was pleasant. I joined the queue along the front of the club.
It didn't take long to get inside. Once I got my bearings, I headed for the bar and ordered a drink. It would be my only alcohol for the night. I needed to stay sharp.
The first sip of the rum and cola went down easy. As expected, it took less than three minutes for the only two Alpha male wolf shifters in the bar to track me down. They crowded up against me on either side, touching and fondling me, and sniffing the air.
They alternated between inhaling my scent and snarling at one another. I put my hands on their chests and gave them a little shove, then drew each of their attention with my eyes.
"Not interested," I said to them both.
"Your scent says otherwise," one of them responded in a low rumbling voice.
"I'm not here for wolves. I don't want to be bred tonight." I was going to stand my ground. No matter how much they tried to intimidate me into complying, I wasn't budging.
"Obey, Omega," the other replied.
My internal subservience pulled hard at me. The Alpha was attempting to get me to bow before him. In the middle of a damned club full of humans.
I gritted my teeth. "Hard no, Alpha. And I don't appreciate you trying to humiliate me."
The other gripped my chin and turned my face toward him. "You need to be tamed."
I tugged away from him. "Absolutely not." I strode out from between them, drink in hand, and walked to the other side of the club. A few human males looked me up and down.
One approached.
"It's been a while since I've seen you in here," he practically shouted into my ear, attempting to speak louder than the booming and thrumming music that had the dance floor filled.
I tucked my face against his ear. "I live in Creekside. Only come into Metro once a month."
"Someone scooped you before I had a chance last time."
I smiled, gripped his bicep, and let my cheek settle on his shoulder. He was much shorter than me, but I managed. "I take it you're still interested in spending some time with me?"
He swept his hand onto my face, cupping my jaw, and turned my face enough that he could lay a sensuous kiss on my lips. I stepped closer to him and ramped up the urgency of our mouths.
In a move of possessiveness, he shifted his hands to grip my waist as I clung to his face.
So good.
With a quick turn, he backed me against the wall and jammed his thigh between my legs, nudging and rubbing my stiffening cock. I moaned into his mouth and tipped my head up when he abandoned it to suck and kiss the full length of my neck.
He pulled away and gazed into my eyes. "Let's get out of here," he shouted.
"Sure." I gave him my best smile. "Just need to know your name."
He took a second to answer. "You can call me Daniel."
I nodded. It wasn't unusual for guys I hooked up with to give a false name. This was about sex. Anonymity was part of the thrill for some guys. And sometimes they identified as straight and wanted to keep their identity a secret in case there was a chance meeting on the streets.
Plausible deniability.
I'm sorry, you're confusing me with someone else. That's not my name.
"Tyler," I said. I had no reason to hide.
"Are you staying at a hotel nearby?"
"Down the street a couple of blocks. It's a crap room but it has a king-sized bed."
Daniel practically purred. "Perfect. I want to spread you out in all sorts of ways."
I tipped my glass to my lips and finished my drink, then led Daniel out of the club and down the street. He kept his hand in contact with the small of my back as we walked.
He liked to be in charge.
When we shut the door to my room, his hands were all over my body. My face, my back, my hips—my ass. We stripped out of our jackets, our mouths on one another not missing a beat.
I tugged Daniel's shirt off over his head, discarded it, and ran my hands down his pecs. They were graspable and covered in glorious hair. I pinched his nipples until he moaned.
My thick nubs hardened and a whoosh sensation swept down my chest to them. I knew I was creating two wet spots on my shirt. The downside of fucking around with humans … it was impossible to keep it a secret that I was a wolf shifter.
The lactation was unusual but the fact the channel beyond my hole became incredibly slick when I was aroused was a dead giveaway.
Best to get it out of the way.
I cupped his face in both hands and separated from his lips.
"I have something I need to tell you," I said.
"I already know. It's why I approached you. I've never fucked a wolf before."
I wrinkled my nose. I disliked being treated as if I was some sort of fetish. I'd heard stories of humans wanting us to shift to wolf form partway through having sex.
That wasn't for me.
Either he wanted me in my human form, or I was done with him.
"I won't be shifting for you," I replied as my dick waned.
Daniel's eyes grew larger, and he shook his head. "No … that's not what I want."
Then what? Why a wolf?
"What do you want from me exactly?"
He used the back of his fingers to caress my cheek. I leaned into it, absorbing the warmth and affection of the action. "I want to hear the unique wolf sounds you make when you cum."
I hummed. I could get on board with that.
My cock recovered, his gentle voice stirring my need to connect with someone other than Patrick. He backed me up against the door and lifted my shirt off over my head.
My milky nipples met Daniel's human male ones. He immediately sensed the dampness and took a step back. He guided both his hands to my pecs and used his thumbs to smear the milk.
Daniel looked up from them and into my eyes. "I don't understand."
To be expected. Humans generally didn't know much about wolf shifters, especially within the big cities as there were so few of us. The ones who were there tended not to breed for pups.
I chose to be direct.
"I'm an Omega which means my body can bear pups. I'm not pregnant but my nipples tend to leak when I'm in heat." I blinked at him. "I'm currently in a deep heat."
I waited as his gaze tracked up and down between my eyes and my chest. I ran my hands into his hair and whined loud enough for those in the hall to hear when he bent forward and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. The suction was intense. I knew I was coating his tongue.
Daniel's eyes were filled with wonder when he returned to me, grinning.
"That is so hot." He trapped me against the door. "You are so fucking hot."
Ditto.
My mind swam with a need so desperate, I barely managed to undo Daniel's pants before pressing him away from me, dropping to my knees at his feet, and freeing his hard cock. It was thick and long and felt incredible on my lips as I licked and sucked the precum from his slit.
Daniel raked his fingers through my hair, messing it up. When I sucked his full length into my mouth, he gripped a handful and clenched his fist, stimulating my scalp with a touch of pain.
I moaned as I bobbed, one hand holding his shaft steady, the other removing his pants and underwear off his ass and pooling both at his feet. He kicked off his shoes to facilitate their complete removal.
I licked the length of his cock on the underside then pulled a fat sac into my mouth and savored its taste and aroma of sweat. Humans had a heady scent all their own.
His shins were covered in an abundance of hair, thrilling me as I swept my fingers down them to his feet. I hauled one sock off after the other, discarding them onto the floor, then wrapped my hands around his heels and bent in half to kiss the top of one foot.
"Fuck," Daniel hissed. "You're fucking perfect."
I licked a wide swath across the bridge then moved to his toes, cleaning the top of each one and tickling the spaces between them.
Daniel held steady. I switched to his other foot.
I was in my element, serving him like this. I wasn't normally submissive. Quite the opposite. I was a little toppy to be honest. Only when I was in heat did my Omega brain take over.
Daniel touched the top of my head. "That's lovely, but I need you to stand. I want you to undress and show off your body for me."
He guided me to my feet with both hands then went to work on my pants. He took them off by cruising beyond the waistband at the back and leveraging them off my body after I dispensed with the black motorcycle boots I'd chosen to wear.
He swept his hand up and down my chest, over my abs, and onto my bare hip then pulled me to him. The barrage of intense desire he gifted me from his lips was demanding and designed to dismantle me. I melted against him, clinging to his shoulders for support.
Daniel walked me backward toward the bed, propelling me effortlessly until the mattress pressed against the back of my thighs. I clung to either side of his head, keeping our lips locked, as I sat, pulling him to lean over.
He braced his hands on either side of my hips.
I leaned back further with every attack of his mouth on mine, taking him with me until I was lying flat on the bed. It was only then that he pulled away and stepped back. His gaze wandered over my body, making my cock harden even more … if that was even possible.
He returned to me and smeared the latest milk from my nipples across my pecs. I whimpered full on as Daniel lapped at my chest and sucked on my tender nubs until I was sore.
Abandoning them, he moved to the side of my neck, running his tongue and lips up and down my sensitive skin. I gripped his head to keep him there as he broke me down into pieces I would gladly let him reassemble in any form he chose.
He sucked on the lobe of my ear.
"You are so beautiful."
The response he got from me was a mix of a moan and a high-pitched, humming whine. I sounded like a pup desperate to find a teat to suckle.
Daniel growled against my neck.
"So hot."
When he released me, he motioned toward the pillows, and I was quick to move up there and lay still as he admired me some more. His eyes almost seemed to flicker with fiery desire.
He climbed onto the bed, knelt beside me, and dragged his fingers across the large tattoo on my right ribcage. My flesh jumped and twitched beneath his delicate touch, making him smile.
"I'm a bit ticklish."
"I love the way your body responds to me."
I nearly held my breath when he bent forward and kissed where his fingers had been. He traveled from there to my quivering abs, fluttering wet kisses, and licking my perspiration away as he swept his attention further down and gripped my straining dick.
Every lick that followed from the base to tip brought on sheer frustration. He was taking his time—which I loved, but it bordered on agonizing.
I nearly lifted off the bed when he finally encased my cock in the warmth of his mouth and jammed it into his throat, then sucked the full length until his lips and tongue were sipping on my slit. He repeated the routine a few times and then switched tactics, making me curse and growl as he pumped me within his fist and mouth.
A surge of panic had me digging my fingers into his hair to stop him. I was so close to cumming, I needed him to stop.
"Daniel, please ... not yet. I want to cum while you're fucking me."
"Mm." He took a final slurp then let my cock bob free in the cool air of the room. Like a hunter, Daniel crept up my body and recaptured my mouth and sought to conquer it.
Barely able to function beyond the heated distraction, I responded to his gentle nudging of my legs.
I opened them for him, my channel becoming increasingly slick, and wrapped my arms around his back as he settled between my thighs. I could feel the dampness between my cheeks.
Daniel shifted and he caressed my balls on the way to my hole. He stopped kissing me when his fingers slipped inside me, gliding quickly on the slick past my relaxed and desperate ring.
Not only was I wet for him, but my hole would be practically falling open for him. There would be no need for lube or any kind of preparation.
"You're wet."
I smiled. "It's a wolf thing. My body is ready to be filled."
Daniel grunted and gave me a quick kiss. "That I can do." He rose to his knees between my legs, then lifted one, then the other and placed them on his shoulders. "I like to go deep."
I made a guttural appreciative sound and ground my ass into the bedding. I was on the verge of begging for his cock when he braced his chest over mine and rubbed his cock head in circles around my hole. He seemed to be enjoying the slickness.
When he gazed down into my eyes, I felt my stomach do a crazy flip. The connection intensified when he thrust into me slowly and angled up to stroke my prostate.
I dug my fingers into his shoulders, hanging on for dear life as Daniel started slowly then unleashed a caring but pummeling onslaught with his incredibly high-piercing cock.
The bed shook with the force and the room filled with sound. Grunting and slapping as flesh collided against flesh again and again. I closed my eyes and tipped my head back, riding an increasing high. Daniel kissed my chin, bringing me back to him.
My incisors began to ache so much, it became distracting.
I tried to turn it off—the change. But maybe that's part of what Daniel wanted. To witness my feral animalistic side.
My vocalization changed as my climax danced on the periphery. Daniel's gaze turned wild as I growled, snarled, and whimpered at him.
Then I did the unthinkable. I peeled back my lips to expose my long, pointed fangs.
Daniel's eyes grew wide, but he didn't lose rhythm.
The coil in my gut released its grip. I was helpless to stop the thrusting arch of my back that nearly threw Daniel off me. He held steady, thrashing my body into full ecstasy. The first stream of seed hit my chest and Daniel's.
My throat opened. I went from snapping and growling to a low song as my cock continued to paint us both. I kept the howl quiet—intimate between us.
Daniel's mouth crashed onto mine when I quietened and relaxed. Pistoning his hips, he thrust his dick high into me as he grunted against my lips. The smell of his increasing perspiration sent my senses escalating toward a new level of ecstasy.
I retreated from his mouth and buried my face along the side of his neck. I dragged my tongue across his skin as I inhaled deeply.
So male.
My more aggressive side jostled for dominance along the side of my mind. I shut my eyes and willed my reaction to Daniel's presence to calm.
Losing myself, I clutched his shoulders, fighting hard against instinct as I dragged my fangs along his neck to his shoulder and back again.
The urge to bite him was strong.
"Fuck," Daniel muttered as he adjusted, releasing one of my legs and folding the other closer to my body. He caught me up in the depth of his eyes, breaking the trance I'd been sinking into.
I raked my fingers into his hair and retook his mouth. His sweat dripped onto my chest as he hammered into me harder. I was nearly crazed with stimulation. His every vocalization had my throat begging to be released again.
Sound built in my chest as his cock thickened and jerked.
I clung to him as his cum flooded my insides, one convulsion after another. I joined the incredible sounds he was making with a song of my own. He matched my low baritone howl until his body slowed, then he looked down into my eyes and kissed me.
I couldn't remember the last time I'd shared such an erotic and exposed experience with anyone. Daniel had been completely accepting of me.
I'd showed him vulnerable sides of myself I usually kept hidden when fucking around with humans. He'd drawn me out.
Daniel kept fucking me until his cock softened and slipped from my ass. His cum drooled out of my hole onto the bedding. He crashed down onto the bed beside me.
Not sure how he felt about cuddling afterward, I waited for him to invite me into his arms. My Omega tendencies clawed at my reluctance to simply crawl to him.
"Are you going to stay over there?" Daniel asked and stretched an arm out to me. I was quick to curl up against him, and find protection with him even though he was smaller than me.
With my head on his shoulder, I was able to nuzzle against his fragrant neck. I swept my hand across his chest and found a place to settle.
His fingers sought one of my nipples, stroked it, then tucked his wet fingers into his mouth. I would've been leaking profusely when I came.
Daniel cupped my face and kissed my head. "You are so fucking incredible."
I cuddled closer. "Can you stay the night? Fuck me until I'm overflowing with you."
He chuckled. "If you keep howling like that, I can go all night."
Enough talking.
I kissed his cheek … then the center of his chest. His abs clenched and he growled low and deep as I reached his pungent scented cock.
He swore as I brushed my fangs along it.
I smiled.
I was going to thoroughly enjoy him for the time I had him.
INTO THE NIGHT; Copyright © 2025 by JT Fader
To start reading this series:
