The moon hung heavy a beckoning orb over the dark cornfield. A fair-haired woman with gazes like emeralds found herself drawn into its depths. 
She felt a presence a mysterious form lurking. A rumble vibrated through the air a threat. 
Then he emerged a magnificent werewolf with striking coat his eyes burning with wild desire. 
He extended out a massive paw tenderly tracing her chin. Her soul pounded a drum against her chest. 
He tugged her intimately his warm breath on her skin. A shiver ran down her backbone. 
The lust was irresistible. She longed for his caress. 
He hoisted her easily his strength unmatched. She coiled her thighs around his hips. 
Their bodies entwined a ballet of skin and fur. The lunar glow illuminated them. 
He took her with a wildness that left her breathless. This was beyond than lust. 
It was a bond ancient. A chorus of groans filled the darkness. 
Her fingers tangled in his shaggy fur as he plunged harder. Every pump a unveiling. 
The earth disappeared around them just their two bodies. A mist of emotion. 
He inclined down kissing her neck as he approached his orgasm. A mutual delight. 
The wilderness resounded with their screams of joy. A testament to their unchecked desire. 
They rested coiled subsequently reveling in the haze. The moon yet observing. 
The recollection of their encounter etched into her spirit. A untamed love. 
She came back to her life changed by the werewolf. A concealed longing now kindled. 
The vision of him haunted her dreams. His unfiltered strength. 
She understood she would seek him once more. The lure of the wild was so intense. 
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