The moon hung low and heavy in the sky, casting long shadows across the darkened meadow. The air was thick with anticipation as our eyes met from opposite sides of the field. I could see the wildness in his eyes - the raw animalistic desire that thrummed through him like a powerful current. And there it was in mine too, mirrored back at me.
We both knew what this moment meant; it wasn't merely an act of carnal pleasure or simple curiosity. It was something deeper, more primal - a need to connect with our most base instincts and explore the forbidden corners of our desires. The line between man and beast blurred as we approached each other slowly, cautiously, like two predators circling one another in the wild.
The grass beneath us was soft and damp, providing just enough resistance to make each movement more intense, more visceral. As we pressed closer, our breaths grew heavier and our hearts pounded faster in tandem with the rapid beat of our blood. The scent of sweat mingled with the earthy aroma of the meadow, creating a potent cocktail that heightened every sense.
Our hands explored each other's bodies, tracing lines along muscles honed by years of hunting and survival. His touch was rough yet gentle, mimicking the way his wolf would run through the forest, feeling the wind against its fur and the earth beneath its paws. My skin tingled under his callused fingers, responding to this new sensation that danced just on the edge of pain.
As our passion reached its peak, he transformed before my very eyes. His facial features sharpened, his body hair thickened, and his gaze became more intense - no longer human but wolfish. Despite the change, there was still something familiar about him; it was as if the wildness had always been part of who he was.
Without hesitation, I sank my teeth into his neck, drinking deeply from the sweet nectar that flowed freely beneath his skin. My body trembled with pleasure and power, and for a moment, we were not just two creatures but one - entwined in an intimate dance of predator and prey.
As the last shreds of daylight faded into darkness, we lay spent and panting next to each other, our hearts still racing from our journey into the depths of bestiality. Though the encounter was over, its memory lingered like a warm afterglow, reminding us both that sometimes, it's okay to let go and embrace the animalistic instincts that lie dormant within us all.