"God!" Mark rasped. "You're too much, angel, too much! You, you drive me right out of my crazy skull! H-How close are you?"
"Oh, oh God, darling, don't come, not yet, please?" DesirЋe anxiously pleaded, her eyes widening and her nails digging solicitously into the tensed muscles of his arms. "I-I couldn't stand to stop now, Mark darling! I've got to come now, got to!"
"Oh Christ!" he blurted, the raging inferno growing in his cum-bloated balls warning of their near explosion! He had been away from her loveliness for just too long!
And then, suddenly, a ferocious growling roar filled the bedroom, causing Mark to reflexively twist half-around in his awkward position, while DesirЋe craned her neck to see the powerful dog whose vicious sound she had instantly recognized!
"Jesus Christ! It's him, the dog pack leader!" Mark swore, his brain racing while his cock fell almost limp as he stared in amazement at the huge brute that had dared to climb through their opened window! Slowly, the young husband moved, his eyes unflinchingly fixed on the animal's bared fangs, hardly aware of his deflated cock pulling wetly from his naked young wife's still tightly clenched vagina. "Just don't panic, DesirЋe. Lie perfectly still!" he ordered in a low, level tone, the silver dog tag that hung from the beast's throat briefly catching his eye! God, the animal was huge! No common German Shepherd this, but some kind of super breed. It was like a small horse had entered the room. It was nearly as tall as a Great Dane, and much more muscular and heavy.
If he could get to his pistol in the kitchen, he thought, tensely aware that he would have to move all the way across the room and open the hall door! It meant passing between the animal and the foot of the bed, and the Goddamned brute was never going to stand still for that! Already, as Mark eased off the bed and slowly straightened, the dog had begun to drop into a crouch, its lips twitching back further from the gleaming, wet fangs, a warning growl rising louder in its huge throat!
Mark hadn't dared for a single instant to shift his eyes from the vicious animal, but DesirЋe's lack of screaming, or going to pieces in any way at all, was more than he'd ever expected! Thank God for her using her head, he reasoned, taking the first small step!
The moment she'd heard his deep-throated growl, DesirЋe's heart had begun to pound, an inconceivable sensation of terror filling her, and she understood the wild dog's attitude, as the beautiful animal had caught her committing adultery with another! Yes, that was what he would be thinking, and he would be furious. She had started to speak, but held back at Mark's command, her brain frantically beginning to race! He had killed the rapist and drug peddler Johnny Canning, had torn him limb from limb. What if Mark should get in his way, or if she should somehow anger the savage beast.
"Wh-What're you going to do, Mark?" she tremulously whispered, rising up in the bed to stare at both of them, her vulnerably naked husband and the massive dog whose burning eyes and powerful teeth reminded her that he could tear Mark to bloody pieces! "Mark, please! What?"
"Shhh, baby, don't panic," he managed, his voice unwavering. "I'm going to get my gun"
"Oh, be careful!" she cried, reaching out for him, and as Mark shook her off, Lobo leaped!
The powerful dog was on top of Mark before he realized it, his animal-weight driving her naked husband backwards to stumble and go down onto his back with a crashing force, the snarling Lobo's great jaws moving toward his throat! The girl gave a quivering scream and cupped her hands to her breast. Stunned, Mark could not raise his arms to defend himself for several seconds, precious lost seconds that would have made it too late, had she not cried out!
"Lobo! Stop! Stop!" DesirЋe commanded, leaping from the bed to wrap her naked arms tightly around the huge dog's neck and pull him off the prostrate and defenseless body of her beloved husband. "Stop it, oh, please stop! Stop, Lobo, now, please!"
Mark had regained his senses enough to gape in amazement at what was taking place before him. He saw his curvaceously naked young bride clinging tenaciously, almost fearlessly, to the powerful neck of the ferocious brute, and more amazing, the wild dog permitting it! Christ! He started to move, then thought better of it as the big animal tensed once more, quickly flashing his fangs in warning!
"Don't, Mark, don't make one move!" DesirЋe pleaded, stroking the great head of the mighty beast. "I-I'm not sure that I can stop him again."
"J-Jesus Christ. I don't get this, DesirЋe!" he choked out, his eyes rounded with disbelief. "How do you know his name? How – why? What the hell is going on?"
"I-It's me, Mark. That's why he's come – and he's jealous!" DesirЋe blurted ashamedly, resigned now to telling Mark everything. "H-He was here once before, too! Over a month ago."
"He what?"
"Please, darling, listen to me, please!" she begged, her dazzling blue eyes dewing with emotion of some ancient memory, continuing to stroke Lobo's huge head while her naked, prostrate husband stared with awe. "Later, I'll tell you the whole story if you want, but last month he saved me from being gang-raped by three boys."
"From being what? How? Where?"
"Please, Mark! Listen to me! It's true, he – Lobo – drove them off! I didn't want to tell you, because then – then, he made love to me!" She seemed to shrink before him, shivering at the recollection of the night long past and the disgusting thing that had been done to her, that she had engaged in.
Again, at the utterly preposterous revelation, Mark started to get up, but quickly thought better of it when Lobo tensed and menacingly growled before him. "Am – am I losing my Goddamned mind entirely, DesirЋe? D-Did I hear you right?"
"Yes, Mark, darling, you heard me right," his naked young wife answered with a trembling voice, her throat contracting as she began to cry. "I hoped I would never have to tell you. But that's why he came back tonight. He wants to love me again!"
"Again? J-Jesus Christ! You keep him occupied while I get my gun!" the young politician swore. "We'll put an end to the bastard's rape and murder spree!"
"No, Mark! No!" she vehemently cut him short. "I'm not going to let him hurt you. I love you. I love you so much! And he would kill you, I know! I couldn't live without you."
"But DesirЋe!" Mark choked. "Goddamnit, DesirЋe, do you know what you're saying? You're not going to submit to a wild killer dog!"
"Submit? I suppose that's what you'll call it! I know – I guess – what needs to be done. He protected me that night, from three men who came to rape me, and he has come back for his reward!" she half-cried, hugging Lobo tightly, desperately, against the naked mound of one full, rounded breast, his furry coat brushing its tiny nipple into a stark, pink hardness. "Only I can stop him from killing you, and I love you so much. I must, don't you see?"
Mark couldn't believe it, not even when he saw DesirЋe slowly get to her feet and walk trembling to the bed, her beautiful blue eyes in a near glassy state, her big, firm, round tits jiggling youthfully as she crawled onto the mattress and kneeled down on all-fours, tears brimming on her lower eyelids at the thought of what her beloved was going to have to witness, what she would have to do to save his life. Thinking of Johnny Canning torn apart in Smith's field, her brows knitted with apprehension. She looked back with her long blonde hair streaming down over her smooth shoulders, her lushly-hanging breasts swaying and rippling as she slowly, timidly, positioned herself with the loaf-like moons of her rounded white buttocks raised high, her full shapely thighs spread wide.
"Now I suppose you'll see for yourself, Mark – and I'll try not to be afraid! It won't be so bad, really," DesirЋe defended herself. "And please, don't try to stop him. If you do, I won't be able to help, darling. He has a mind of his own! You know what he can do to a man."
"H-Holy Christ!" Mark, astonished, swore, never in his life feeling so hopelessly inadequate. He stared at the breathlessly erotic sight of his naked young wife's voluptuous body in its obscenely kneeling position, totally vulnerable and defenseless, and then heard the vicious dog whimper from where he stood beside the bed. It wasn't going to happen! Couldn't! It wasn't possible!