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Part Three

Isaiah placed the last of the meat in the smoke house and stepped out into the cold winter air. Last nights hunt had went well. There was now enough meat to last the rest of the month. Looking towards the cabin, he watched the smoke curling out of the chimney of his home; Willow was awake. Looking at the clouds, he could not only see, but feel a blizzard coming. By nightfall, there would too much snow on the ground to hunt. Not only that, but even in his lycan form, he was no match for a blizzard. That was how he lose his younger brother; James had froze to death in a blizzard after becomeing lost. No..., he would have to stay home tonight. He knew that meant that he would have to tell Willow about himself before the moon rose again.

The warmth of the house felt good as Isaiah entered it. The smell of cooked meat made his stomach rumble. He had to give her that; she always had breakfast ready for when he came in the morings after a full moon. Isaiah looked around the large one room cabin; it felt even more like home. His eyes fell onto Willow as she stood at the cook stove. What he saw surprised him so much, he had forgotten to close the door. He smiled as he saw that the only thing she wore was one of his button up shirts. Her long brown hair flowed down her back, stopping short of the shirt hem. Her legs seemed to flow out from the bottom of it. He faught over an overwhelming urge to mate her right then.

Willow turned towards Isaiah and smiled. She told herself that it was now or never on asking, rather telling him. She thought she had figured out just who, rather what, he was. She gave a shiver as the cold air from outside hit her. "Are you going to close the door," she asked sexily. "Oh yeah," he said as he slammed harder than he wished. She watched him remove his coat and boats before sitting down at the table. Her mind raced with what she wanted to say to him. Walking over to him, she stood before him. "I know about you," she said before realizing what she said. She watched as Isaiah looked at her. "Know what," he asked nervously.

Willow bit her bottom lip before saying, "What you turn into during each full moon. And I know that a blizzard is brewing and that you don't need to be out in it tonight. Stay with me. Change in the house. Don't go out." She dropped to her knees before him. "Please don't leave me alone another night. Make me yours." Before she knew it, Isaiah had her in his arms kissing her. She felt just like a rag doll as he easily lifted her. She thought of him as being even stronger and manly than she ever had before.

Isaiah lifted Willow up and placed her bare ass onto the table. His hands rubbed her skin under the shirt. "I've wanted to tell you for sometime now," he whispered into her ear, "but have been scared of what your reaction would be." "Don't worry anymore," she whispered, "just make me yours." Isaiah rubbed her soft skin. He could smell her desire for him. Their tongues twirled as he passionately kiss her for the first time. He gave a low moan as she unbottoned his shirt. Her delicate hands rubbed his strong chest; her fingers twirling the soft hair. In one swift move, he lifted the shirt from her body. "Oh Willow," he said between kisses down her neck, "you're beautiful." Stepping back, he removed his own clothes.

Willow moaned as Isaiah laid her back onto the table and spread her legs wide. Having never been with a man, she wondered what he was going to do to her. She didn't have to wait long as she felt his tongue swipe up her clit. "Oh Isaiah," she moaned as another swipe was made. His hands moved up her stomach and to her breasts as he pushed his face deeper into her love mound. She arched her back as she felt a strange feeling wash over her. "MMM," she heard him moan as she felt juices flow from her. Just when she thought she couldn't take any more, Isaiah kissed his way up her stomach.

Eyes closed, Willow moaned again when Isaiah took her breast into his mouth a gently sucked. She didn't even notice that his pelvis was now even with hers or that his harden cock was slipping into her warm, moist pussy. But as he moved further in, she notice and tensed up as pain over took her. Eyes wide open now, she tried to protest but was stopped by his mouth covering hers. A few more pushes from him and she found herself in a state of ecstacy that she had never known. Her silent cry of protest was now replaced with a soft moan of pleasure.

Isaiah moved himself in his new mate. She felt warm and very alive with pleasure. It had been so long since he had felt pleasure like this, that he had almost forgotten what joy a woman could be. Her body felt soft and warm beneath his as he moved in her. Their skin slid against each others causing him to want her even more. Lifting her from the table, he moved them over to wall. Pressing her hard against it, he again began to move in her. "Oh Isaiah," she moaned with each in thrust. He smiled as he felt her shutter as she climaxed again. "MMM", he moaned as he felt her juices flowing onto him. He softly kissed her neck, which caused her to give an even louder moan. "Isaiah. Isaiah," she panted. Her cries of pleasure drove him over the edge and he released himself in her. She was now his. But she wouldn't truly be his until he mated her in his true form. That would be tonight. Until then, he had alot to tell her about himself.