Lovely Lycanthropy | Natasha Romanoff

twenty nine - smut GXG

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PREVIOUSLY...

My body went bounding across the forest floor, watching Natasha's wolf tackle the lower wolf. I sat up a little, whimpering in pain as I did so. The alpha shed her wolf skin and picked the wounded wolf up by its throat and slammed it against a tree, the trunk cracking and groaning.

"Who are you?!" Natasha seethed.

The wolf whimpered and shifted back to man, "I'm n-nobody!"

"I have enough shit going on that I don't need to be dealing with nobodies!"

"Nat-" I called.

Natasha growled, gripping her preys throat a little tighter, "I get you're starving and you gotta do what you gotta do. But not here. Not in my town. I can let the damage of my truck slide, I like to fix things, but you put your hands on my girl. I mean what do people not understand that she's mine?!"

"I-I'm so-sorry!" The man choked out.

"You damn well should be." Natasha husked before breaking the man's neck. His body fell limp and the woman stalked over to me.

"Nat-"

"Hush, pet." Natasha grunted, kneeling down in front of me and looking at my bite mark. Coincidentally enough it was my scarred arm that got hurt.

The ginger took my arm gently but firmly in her hands and licked the wound until it wasn't bleeding anymore. I was gonna have to ask her what all that was about when her eyes weren't still yellow and wolfish. I knew she was her wolf right now and that Natasha was in the back of her mind.

I let the woman look me over for more wounds, grunting as she did so before she got to my neck. She scrunched up her nose and growled, saliva flying from her mouth.

"You smell like him. I hate it. What do people not understand about you being mine?"

"I don't know.." I shook my head, watching her.

"What's so hard to get?!"

"I'm yours baby. I'm yours." I cupped her face in my hand. She grabbed my wrist in her hand and back me up against a tree. My heart was thumping against my chest and between my legs was starting to throb.

"I can smell you." She groaned, "you gotta tell me if you want this or not and if you say yes, you won't be dealing with Natasha."

"Nobody knows I'm truly yours. Nobody knows the truth." I told her, running my fingers up and down her chest, "Let them know.. I want them to know.. I want you."

The woman purred and her eyes burned brighter, clearly satisfied, "I'm gonna make you mine."

THIRD PERSON POV:

Y/n gasped at the alphas choice of words. Natasha gripped y/n's shirt and pulled it in half with ease, the imprint startled and chilled curled in on herself, an army of goosebumps arising on her skin.

Natasha fell into the woman, the heat of her bare chest against y/n's cool front made the woman change her position and arch further into the wolf. The wolf's chest was rumbling in satisfaction, finally being able to claim and mark what was theirs.

Y/n's arms fell around Natasha's back, digging her nails into the fingers toned back that flexed under her fingertips.

"Harder." Natasha grunted, nipping y/n's earlobe, "Because nothing I'm about to do to you is gonna be slow and sensual. I'm gonna claim you."