Volume 3 Chapter 46 : Dreams and Envy (ADULT)

Jacob arrives back at the ranch motel tired and dirty; he shuts his car engine off and steps outside the SUV.

He feels the same but somehow different. He holds his belly for comfort and notices an almost imperceptible swelling. He thinks nothing of it.

The door to his hotel room opens at his approach; inside he feels safe. He strips off his clothing, noticing for the first time just how filthy he has gotten inside the door.

He looks at himself in the mirror and rubs his face. "All parts are intact," he whispers.

The thick plastic curtain over the shower is pulled aside, and he steps in, turns on the water, and is blasted with cold water. He yelps and steps out and lets it warm up before stepping in and soaping his body up, starting with his hair and working his way down. He washes his penis, and it feels good. How long has it been since he masturbated? He strokes his length, thinking about Izzy naked on the bed. The curves of her body, the light pubic hair, the way her folds are symmetrical. He moans softly.

Then to his horror in his fantasy, Cane moves up to her and begins licking her with his werewolf tongue. He pictures her moaning and pinching her nipples.

He can't make out what they are saying, but he knows they must be tender words of affection.

Dream Cane moves his body upward laying over her. his fat cock aiming directly at her opening, he parts her legs. Jacob moans louder; he strokes faster.

In his fantasy Cane is fucking Izzy hard; he can picture her moaning, "Cane." He can picture her begging for the knot. He bites his lip.

"Fuck, that's so hot," he whimpers as he imagines Cane's cock swelling, filling her vagina, and plugging her tight.

He lets his arm rest a moment as the fantasy continues. Izzy is wrapping her arms around Cane, biting his fur-covered neck as the knot expands, getting bigger. Her movements are getting frantic as it presses on her G-spot.

jacob grabs his cock again; he needs to cum. He imagines Izzy shaking with an orgasm, then another and another.

jacob's cock head swells; it won't be long. He is lost in his fantasy when the bathroom door opens and Izzy steps in.

"You're back!" Izzy shouts as she rushes inside in a panic, "Where have you been?" She shouts concern in every note.

"Inside the door... it's big," Jacob says, eyes downcast, watching the drain with a newfound fear of holes or doors or people whose faces are made out of leather... his erection fading away with the good feelings of his fantasy.

Izzy reaches in and touches Jacob. "You look like you were taking care of something. I didn't mean to interrupt," she whispers and rubs his back before stripping down and joining him in the shower. She holds him tightly to her, her breasts touching his back as she slowly washes his body.

Jacob blushes as she takes care of him, cleaning and soothing his sore muscles. Her touching his body made the earlier excitement return. Izzy abruptly grabs his cock and strokes it slowly. "I missed you," she whispers in his ear.

"I missed you too, Izzy." Jacob blushes invisibly, with the hot water turning his skin light pink anyway. He reaches behind himself and touches her breast, letting his fingers trail down to the peach fuzz of her pubic hair.

Jacob imagines the very tip of his cock rubbing against her slit; he feels his cock grow harder in her hand.

Jacob turns around to make dreams a reality, but Izzy doesn't want him near her entrance. She kisses his lips and turns him around. She presses herself against his butt. "Should I teach you a lesson for disappearing? You have been a bad boy." she dominates.

Jacob blushes brighter and moans softly; she squeezes his dick firmly.

"Well, in that case…" She steps out of the shower and returns a moment later with the harness and toy strapped onto her naked body. It's only 6 inches long, Izzy muses, not like the stallion-sized cock the minotaur has. She feels her stomach flutter at the thought.

Jacob watches izzys movements his cock throbbing as he hears the sound of Izzy opening the bottle of lube. He watches her rub it all over the toy, his anus clenching.

Izzy gets behind Jacob and nestles it between his cheeks. To her delight, he presses back. "Is this what you need?" she asks. "As punishment for being so very bad?"

Jacob nods his head and feels the pressure as Izzy pushes forward. The tip entering him sharply, he winces and goes rigid as the pain washes over him. She doesn't even finger him till he is loose.

"Be gentle, please," Jacob begs, but Izzy pushes forward anyway, and he pulls off the toy before pushing himself back onto it. This time the pain is significantly less; he isn't sure if it's the lube being spread out or if it's just his growing need helping its passage.

Jacobs's fantasy changes in his mind, now it is flooded with images of Cane's thick cock going into him. He bites his hand, trying not to cry out too loud. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he whimpers.

Meanwhile, Izzy is focusing on not forming a telepathic link. She doesn't want him to know she is thinking about Cane fucking his tight ass. She thrusts deeper. Feeling her pubic bone touching his tailbone. She exhales deeply and for a moment pretends she is the minotaur, with dual jets of steam jetting from her nose. She imagines the feeling of being crammed full.

After 30 long, slow thrusts Jacob relaxes a little and leans against the wall, the water cascading down over him. He tries to touch himself, but Izzy grabs his hands and uses them to fuck her frustration into his ass. He whimpers and moans against the tile wall.

"Don't EVER disappear like that on me again," she demands. "I was so worried," she says, bouncing on his prostate with each thrust.

"Next time you disappear on me, Jacob, it's diapers for an entire week. You understand me!" Izzy threatens as she bottoms out the average-sized toy inside him.

"Yes, Izzy," Jacob gasps, the water washing his precum down the drain. The humiliation and the dominance turned him on as much as the physical sensation. He grinds back on the toy as Izzy fucks him.

"Good," Izzy says and bites his shoulder as she thrusts and curls her hips upward. the edge of the toy rubbing her clit. "Or next time it will be Cane filling you full of cum instead of me," she threatens, feeling a thrill at the idea of Cane punishing her Jacobs' virgin hole.

Jacob is close; his body is buzzing from the prostate massage. He feels like if she touched his cock at all, he would explode. "So close, please," he begs.

Izzy goes into overdrive and really punishes him, her body forcing his against the tile with each thrust. She can feel him getting close; she bites a little harder on his shoulder. letting his arms go and slipping hers under his armpits and pulling him tight to her.

Jacob's hands scramble to his cock and touch it lightly, and he goes limp as he ejaculates onto the shower wall. He burns with humiliation and the joy of release.

Izzy bends him over more and fucks him hard. She slips the shower wand between her legs and aims it at herself. She squeezes, holding it tightly, the pulsing pushing her towards the edge. "My bad, bad Jacob," she moans. "I might just need to fuck the minotaur in revenge," she shouts and orgasms hard. They end up sitting, holding each other on the hot tile floor.

"I love you, Jacob," she whispers, kissing his temple.

"I love you too, Izzy, forever," he whispers, resting his head on her shoulder. He feels the warmth of Izzy's telepathy washing over him. He lets her see his memories of his time inside the door. She holds him tightly.

"Did the door say the child was inside the labyrinth?" Izzy says with a gasp, breaking the romantic moment.