His back ached like hell; sleeping on the floor wasn't exactly the best idea but hey, there were only so many of those, right? He shifted from his side to flat on his back, the beautiful wolf nestled next to him. Holy hell had she been fun. So erotic, so hot... she near drove him crazy with pleasure. But now that he got a real good look at her, she was just more than a sexy and passionate wolf girl. Vibrant orange hair, slender and petit form, small yet plush lips... Perhaps not the most gorgeous woman on Earth but damn, she was the most beautiful he'd ever seen. Man, if he could, he would've just lain there and stared at her all day... but for some odd reason that really drew concern to him... he smelled something like iron. It was potent and intoxicating.
The fuck is this? He pushed himself up on his elbows, taking care not to wake the girl, searching around the room for the source. There were a few oddities, like picture frames lying broken on the floor amongst other debris that likely fell from the bookshelves and such. What, was there an earthquake last night?
He shrugged, deciding not to trouble himself with it, and glanced down. He nearly froze in shock and horror. Blood. Smeared, across his midsection, mainly around his manhood.
"Oh, SHIT!!!" he screamed, leaping to his feet as he checked for injuries. He crashed into numerous furniture in his frenzy, causing more damage than had already been done to the room. Somewhere through the panic he heard the girl awaken, gasping equally in fright. No cuts, no bruises... Then why the hell was there blood on his balls?!
