Wolf Moon: Chapter Thirty-Three

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A/N:  NC-17.  There be sexxin' in this chapter.  I could not decide who's point of view to write this from so we start with Rose and then go back for the Doctor's perspective.  There will be a tender loving chapter later, this one is...primal.

Mating Instinct

 

She had sensed it, the very second that things changed, had known right before he had growled her name.  It had roared through her like fire.  They’d made it quite a lot further than she’d expected and she knew they were only about two miles from the ship.  She heard the change in his breathing, felt him grab her hand and then that grip on her hand tightened to the point of pain.  “Rose,” he repeated in a voice so low she could only just make out the words.  “It’s time.”

 

She turned into him, soothed him, touched his face and said, “It’ll be all right, Doctor.”  She shook his grip off and calmly stripped out of all of her clothing as if she did that sort of thing in front of him every day.  His eyes traced her every move, feasted hungrily upon her body as each new bit of skin was revealed.

 

He started panting, his nostrils flaring at the strength of her arousal.  “I’m sorry,” he told her. 

 

“There’s no need for apology,” she told him.  Yet still he seemed to think he must apologize.

 

“I can’t hold it back any longer.”

 

“I want this,” she reassured him.  “I want you.  Come to me, my love.”  She held out her arms and the last of his reason vanished.  His eyes turned black as he looked at her and then he was shucking his own clothing off and she gasped at the very full and sudden state of his arousal.  He was beautiful, every line of his hard body, every muscled contour, every inch of his skin that her eyes could not get enough of.

 

Rose gasped at the sight of his manhood.  She’d felt his erection before, held it pulsing and ready in her hands, but seeing it was another thing entirely.  Even the brief glimpse she’d had before through the TARDIS, when he’d been submerged in that tub and she thought he’d been fully erect but obviously hadn’t been, had not prepared her for the Doctor in full feather.  She hoped to heaven she could accommodate him because there would be no working up to it.  Thank heavens she’d been soaking her knickers for the past few hours.  A flash of lust shot through her.  No matter what the cost to her physically, it would be worth it to do this.

 

“Please,” she said.

 

He was on her in an instant and her arms went around his waist as he yanked her into his body with a feral growl.  His teeth fastened on her shoulder and she cried out as he bit down hard, drawing blood.  She leaned her head back, allowing him unimpeded access as she raked her fingernails across his back feeling something primal awaken in her at his rough treatment, feeling gold flare into life inside her, and all of the energy in her being focused on her womanhood in one powerful jolt.

 

There was no time for foreplay, no checking for readiness, no tenderness or gentle touches.  He was pushing her down onto her back in the dirt and she opened herself to him, not even considering any other option.  She felt him at her entrance for one brief second before he shoved hard, encasing himself within her so rapidly she let out a grunt as he impacted against her womb.  He was cold, almost icy in her heat and she gasped at how completely he filled her, stretching her beyond anything she’d ever known.  There was no stopping for her to become accustomed to his size or girth and she was grateful that she’d at least been dripping wet from anticipation of this moment, knowing all day long that this was coming at any time.  It was her last rational thought.

 

She knew nothing else as he pulled out and slammed back into her, nothing but the force of his pelvis being used as a battering ram against her.  Nothing but the sensations creeping over her skin as he thrust into her with so much raw, unbridled power.  Nothing but his teeth and tongue crashing against her mouth, sucking, licking, nipping, searching for her soul.  Her fingernails dug deeply into the skin of his arms and as he finally pulled away for breath, she turned her head and saw streaks of red and gold where she had marked his skin, where she continued to claw at him.

 

It was pleasure and pain as he took her body, pleasure and pain as he laid his claim, pleasure and pain as she felt his mouth biting down on her opposite shoulder, marking her body a second time.  He drove into her, each thrust telling her in no uncertain terms that she belonged to this man; would belong to this man forever, that no other man would ever touch her again.  She responded forcefully letting him know that he, too, was hers: that he belonged to her now, that no other woman would be allowed to have him, that she had laid her own claim.

 

She knew he was hurting her and that her own response to him was adding to that hurt, somewhere in the back of her mind she knew it, but she was rising on a sea of gold and silver and she felt the pain being shoved out of her awareness as everything but her aching want for more and her need to be only one flesh with this man overrode everything else.  Her mind slammed into his suddenly and she was no longer just Rose, he no longer just the Doctor, they were a swirling maelstrom of power capable of burning out a sun.

 

Pinpoint focus returned and for several minutes it was nothing but thrust to meet him and pull back as he’d withdraw, pounding like a jackhammer as he increased his pace and she thought for one moment that he might just destroy her, shred her to pieces, not allow her to ever come back and she’d go willingly.  On top of it all washed a wave of ecstasy that rippled from her nipples down through her stomach and navel, across her abdomen and through her womb.  It was not an orgasm in any sense that she knew the word.  It was like nothing she could ever have imagined or described, so far beyond a simple clenching pleasure of muscles.  It was like floating inside bliss, shocks firing through her blood and nerve endings boiling in a flash, only to freeze seconds later.  Again and again the sensations overtook her and she felt a desire to be buried in this feeling.

 

She heard screaming, raw, intense, violent and open, and with wonder realized the cries came from her own throat and then she felt her teeth biting down hard on his flesh, the need to mark him as hers in this moment completely overwhelming all of her senses.  His nails raked across her back as she bit and though she would not have thought it possible his pounding increased.  She released him from her teeth and felt him raise her legs up, folding her nearly in half and he somehow found a way to move even further inside her.

 

Rose shrieked as he rammed into her again and again, driving, driving, driving so hard against her.  She urged him on lost to everything but the glorious rise he was sending her on and suddenly she shattered.  She could feel her mind breaking into a million little fragments of light filling a darkness in him and she felt his mind go with hers, grasping at the flecks of gold with his own flecks of silver, blue and red sparks joining in and as he emptied himself into her and she shuddered around him her mind grabbed a hold of his, seeking further ecstasy still and they linked.

 

Rose felt herself being overwhelmed by the Doctor, his presence completely taking over everything that she was, every piece of her and then she recovered herself as he in turn sought her and her own essence flared brightly beside his, equal in fierceness and she melded, merged, joined with the strength of his power, the wolf rearing her golden head and jumping into the center of his storm.  They rode beyond the pleasures of flesh, beyond all light or dark or hope or faith or human understanding.  They pushed beyond what it was to be a Time Lord and rode to the edges of the universe.  There no longer existed Rose or the Doctor, nor the Oncoming Storm or the Bad Wolf.  There was simply one entity alive between them and it was charged with a vitality so powerful that for a moment reality quaked.

 

One flesh, one mind, one soul, one strength, one whole mended from where once there had been two broken pieces.  Their joining burned across the fabric of time and space and woke a sleeping beast.  The universe opened its gates and somewhere on an ancient planet a black wolf yawned, stretched and raised her head to the heavens to howl.

 

 

 

She had opened her arms to him and invited him in and he had not looked back.  He had been vaguely aware of her surprise at his size but not aware enough or able enough to hold back his desire as his jaw fastened down on her shoulder and he tasted salt and iron and felt the flavor of her body fill his mouth as he drew blood and she screamed out his name, her fingernails raking long desperate swaths from his skin.  Yet she did not push him away or try to stop him.  She welcomed him, was begging him for more; was begging him to take her now and to never let her go again.

 

He felt the basest part of her lust rise up and he tumbled her down to the earth, found his way to her center and sheathed himself so hard in one desperate thrust inside her that he banged against her womb.  She made some small noise that was not protest so much as impact and then she was raising her hips and urging him on with her body.  Her tightness gripped at him, her heat blazed around his chilled shaft in a juxtaposition that made him wonder if she might melt his body with her own, and he threw back his head with a desperate cry of possession.  His Rose, finally his Rose.  And he began to move.

 

As he began his punishing rhythm his lips sought hers, his mouth and tongue aching to devour her as he followed the trail of power that lingered just beneath her surface.  Inside of her and yet aching for something more, striving for something stronger, more intense, he pushed onwards, his strokes just short of brutal in his elusive search.  Her lips were bruised and swollen when he let them go and her eyes were glazed in some mix of pleasure and pain that only encouraged him to go further, along with the hands that clutched him to her and the mindless whimpers for more of him.

 

He screamed out over and over that she was his as he thrust and pulled back, thrust and pulled back.  And he could hear her own voice, raw and painful, full of emotion as she acknowledged his claim and placed her own brand upon his hearts.  Hers, she told him, hers.  He could sense her pain receding to the background as the pleasure overwhelmed her senses and her most primitive lusting instinct took over.  He felt her teeth biting down upon his shoulder, her own need to draw blood and mark him shooting through him and into his throbbing shaft.

 

When her teeth released him he pushed her legs up higher and managed somehow to bury himself even deeper within the confines of her gripping walls and he slammed his hips desperately forward, his pelvis ramming against her as the unyielding mix of her pleasure and pain battered against his mind.  He drove onwards, his mind lost in the need, his body fighting for the ultimate endgame in his sheer dominance of her.

 

A rippling wave of heat and ice burnt and froze his blood in alternating currents of bliss and still he drove on, pushing past it, through it, to a higher level of need.  He was so close to it, almost grasping it and then…he felt her mind shatter in a blast of sparks so intense they shone in his mind and he followed her into that fragmentation as his seed shot into her body like ice.  And still she sought more and offered to him everything he had ever sought from her, she offered him her mind and he wrapped around it, and the bonding link of his ancient race forged itself fierce and hot between their souls.

 

For a moment she seemed consumed by his light and then she found herself as he sought her, strengthened and flared brighter than the sun.  He saw all that she was in that moment, the golden brilliant wolf rearing her head and looking at him with ancient, knowing, loving eyes.  She found the very heart of him, the brilliance in the midst of the Oncoming Storm, and she leapt for it, swirling around him, joining her power to his and he felt time contract and expand and then time lines shifted and the pattern of reality rearranged itself for one brief moment before settling.

 

He saw all that she was, all that she could be, all that she would one day be because of this moment and he saw himself beside her every step along the way.  The glimpse was brief, already fading from his conscious memory and leaving him only with the knowledge that with her was better than without her, though he’d already known that.

 

He waited for the time lines to stop rippling around him and then slowly, slowly the rest of the world came back to him, the focus narrowing down to the woman and the man in the dirt of the tropical rainforest.

 

Little hands pushed ineffectually at his chest and he realized that his entire body weight was bearing down on Rose, crushing her beneath him.  He levered himself up and tried to pull away, but as the air rushed back into her gasping lungs, she clutched at him in refusal.  Instead he rolled them over, their bodies still joined together and she lay her head against his chest, her body relaxing bonelessly into sleep.

 

He stroked her hair, marveled at this person encasing him who such a short time ago he had not even known existed.  She had brought so much light into his life, so much hope, given him back a future he had railed against living alone.  “I love you, Rose Tyler,” he whispered against her hair.  It wasn’t fair of him to speak it to her when she could not know he was saying it, but saying it aloud even just to himself, filled his own heart fuller than it had ever been.  “I love you.”  He let sleep claim him.

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Comments

[starrynights24.livejournal.com]

Of course, she never would have given him her mind if she didn't, though.

This makes me realize that in my incoherence I neglected to comment on the mental bond imagery. Absolutely beautiful! I almost think it was my favorite part of the chapter. =D