Beautiful Dynamics

Different Breed

I watched as Tori slipped on the white spandex leggings Brent had provided her. I hadn't noticed the muscle in her legs before tonight. She must have been a runner at some point in her life. I knew runners' legs when I saw them. Her build reminded me of that of the whippet dog. Her ass was always a pleasant surprise though, when she turned around, it demanded your attention. You didn't expect it. A pleasant and plump surprise indeed. I tore my eyes away from it to try and focus on Brent. I admired how at ease he was. He impressed me period. The man had more patience and discipline than I'd ever acquired, and we both had similar backgrounds being in the service. It goes to show that not all men are created equal. I sigh. How he didn't devour her every waking moment of every day was a mystery to me. I wouldn't get a damn thing done. Ever. Her insides would have been permanently displaced. The inside of her thighs would have been marked with bite marks. Her entire body, besides that pretty face, would have been covered with clear evidence of who she belonged to. And I'd have been damned to allow someone like me to hunt her down in the dark woods at night just to appease one of her fantasies. Nope. f**k that. What was mine was mine. End of story.

I was competitive. And there had been the urge to seduce her towards me. I could if I wanted to. It was easy to see she wanted me. Every emotion and thought she had would display itself on her face. It was adorable really. If I were Brent, it would bother me. I respected him greatly though. Mostly because I saw what he was capable of the first night when I was called over. Images of Daniel's bruised and blood-spattered face take form in my mind. The guy had had several broken ribs. Brent had all but killed him that night, and he'd stood there calmly. Gun in hand, breaking down a plan to protect Tori.He may have presented as a gentle giant, but the man was a powerhouse. There was dark seeded anger there behind that kind smile. I knew my limits. I wouldn't have a chance in hell against him. My stomach drops, I would hate to see what he would do if I even accidently hurt his love. I swallowed the lump in my throat. Maybe I should rethink this?

I shake the feeling off. Nope, we are going to stay true to who we are bub. Got to see it through. I was definitely testing my boundaries though. Call it a hobby. I liked to push people to see how far I could get them. Known to antagonize for the pure joy of seeing others react. Getting under the skin of another person kept me alive in different episodes of my life. Built that way since birth. I'd been called the "devil" too many times to count. I smiled to myself at this thought. And now I am being called "the wolf", which I find hilarious. I'd never in my life considered myself to be anything other than a snake. I lick at the play fangs that I'd capped over my canines. I suppose it made a little sense. Being a wolf, that is. People only saw what they could see. Let them think I was a wolf. It was fine. It would always be too late when they came to the understanding of my true nature.

" Ready?" Brent's voice breaks my thoughts. I start breathing heavily. "Do you need to prepare?" He tags on after seeing my pause. I nod. I did. I needed to mentally prepare. This was happening. It had been a while since I'd participated in a scene, and the last one wasn't anything like this. This was an entirely new experience, one I'd only dreamed of. Most primal scenes were releasing the primal side of yourself. This was beyond just being primal.We were going to be placing ourselves in the dynamic of hunter versus prey. Something told me that Tori wasn't the meek little mouse I had first tagged her as . Her stepping up the way she did. The look in her eyes when they landed on my throat told me she herself was more a hunter. I looked forward to catching her. I imagined that she would fight back. It wouldn't surprise me now if she allowed me to catch her in hopes of unleashing some tensions. It wasn't hard to see she held a lot. Being a masochist, I would welcome it. It took a lot of pain for me to forfeit. I take a deep breath and with one hand I slip my shirt up over my head and throw it to the ground.

Tori's eyes slide up my frame and I tilt my head up. I let out a "Mmhm", when her eyes connected with mine. I grab at myself through my pants. I was already solid. Tori's face flushes. Cute. "If I were you, I'd give her a good five-minute start. Only fair." I say to Brent not letting my eyes leave hers. "You'd be putting yourself at a disadvantage, but okay." Tori says confidently with a shrug. I scoff at her and flash her my fangs. "Right," I chuckle. She really was different when in a primal state. Far more mouthy. I loved it. His little girl, and my monster. I flinch at the thought of calling her mine. I needed to pull back on that one. She was not mine. This was borrowed time. As Brent had stated before, this was purely for her. He might have said it was for him,too, but I got the sense that Brent was going out on a limb here. Telling her it was for him as well so that she wouldn't feel guilt. I hadn't known him long, but it was hard to believe a man would simply be okay with another man doing this without a great level of ruminating.If he truly was okay with this, he was a different breed.

"I think a five minute start is fair. No offense Princess." Brent said while reaching out to caress Tori's cheek. I could see she wanted to talk back. Her jaw clenched. But she knew better. He would keep his word about denying her orgasms. I'd seen him do it the first night he'd invited me in with them. His ways were definitely different than mine, but his way clearly worked. And it worked well, because Tori swallowed the words in her mouth and gave him a gentle nod instead. "One more thing," Brent said. I rolled my eyes, what else did he think she needed? Brent went to the duffel bag and pulled something out and walked back to Tori. He placed what looked like a bracket on her wrist. "What the f**k is that?" I asked. "Tracking device. I lost her once in these woods. I won't have it happen again." He answers me while looking down at Tori. "Spoiled brat." I sneered. Tori sticks her tongue out at me. "Sure am! You're just mad you didn't get one!" She giggles, jingling the bracket to antagonize me. I was going to hold her up against the nearest tree by those wrists as punishment. She'd regret teasing me. "Mmhm. And when I'm allowed my way with you, you'll be begging your Daddy there to make me stop. Keep pushing it." I growled.

Brent chuckles, "I hope she does push it. Will make for quite the show." So he did want this. "I love a show." He adds. Brent didn't have to say all that. He wanted to see me take Tori. My shoulders relax. I didn't realize how tense I was about this. Knowing Brent truly wasn't possessive as I was, made it easier for me to breathe. I'd never met anyone like him. How had he gotten to this point? Had he always been like this? I squinted out at him. He wasn't looking at me, his eyes hadn't left Tori. What made him so damn secure? Anger built in my chest. Why was I angry? I shake my arms and jump in place. Going to ignore that. Not going to focus on feelings I could make sense of. I needed to focus on the task at hand, which was to catch this bratty little s**t. Brent takes his phone out of his back pocket. "Okay, the bracket is synced. Remember Raph, no penetration till she is back within my eyesight. I don't care how tempted either of you are." Brent repeats his rule. He'd looked at me, then to Tori. "I promise," Tori says in the sweet little voice she only used with him. Something in my throat tightened when I saw her face soften. Her eyes grew wide and her mouth hung open slightly, inviting him to kiss her. He took the invite. Damn it. That was cute as s**t. If I were the devil, she would be a demon. God damn succubus with the face of an angel. Poor Brent was done for. I looked away from the kissing pair out into the woods. "Better get to running Princess, you only have a five-minute head start." Brent says, stepping back. "Wait, now?" Tori squeaks, jumping up and down. "Yep! Go!" Brent hollers, hitting the timer on his phone.

"Oh s**t!" Tori squeals before darting towards the woods. I was right. Runner. She was quick and light on her feet, her arms swaying fiercely at her side.When she reached the grass before the tree line she leaped like a gazelle. "I think I f****d up. Maybe a five minute start was a disadvantage." Brent laughs. I silently nodded, "I could have told you that purely from the way she's built. But I enjoy a challenge so I didn't contest it." I replied, There was a long silence before Brent spoke again, "I know you want her," My body goes still."You don't have to say anything. I don't blame you. I would try for her if I were the one in your shoes. I am not a jealous man and I know that baffles you." He adds. "It definitely isn't something I personally understand." I shrug, feeling uncomfortable with the timing he chose for this conversation. His intuition spooked me sometimes. It was like he was in your head. It creeped me the f**k out how often he could tell what others were thinking. "Would you like for me to explain it?" He asks me. "You think you can in the two minutes we have left?" I chuckle, "You'd be surprised just what I can explain in that amount of time." He replies matter a factly. "Go for it." I reply crossing my arms over my bare chest.

"I have a providers mindset. A true man will understand that you aren't everything a woman wants or needs. What I lack I will find for her. I lack the primal instinct. I do not want to chase her down, I want to hold her and care for her afterwards. I am providing for her through you. She will be safe under my supervision. Any man invited in will be thoroughly vetted by me, and any woman brought in by her. We are doing our best to understand what it is we want. Whether we are polyamorous or swingers is to be determined later on, but what we do know is that we aren't here to limit one another. I will always want to see her happy." Brent finishes up before looking back to the screen of his phone. "Okay, are you saying I'm less of a man for not wanting that for a partner of mine?" I ask, feeling the same righteous anger I had before. "Not at all. The key is to find someone that matches those same values you hold. If you feel you need a woman that is monogamous, there are plenty to choose from. The goal is to find the person who allows you to be you. Nothing more and nothing less." Brent finishes, before tilting the screen of his phone up for me to see it was time for me to take off after Tori. I was still reeling from what he'd said. Someone who matched my values. Nothing more and nothing less. Well s**t. Okay. Is the last thing I think before taking off at full speed towards the tree line. What the hell were my values?