Lori's visit to her favorite nature spot turns wild when she wanders off the path and encounters a man moments from turning into a murderous beast. The only way for her to survive is to sacrifice her body sexually. But when the beast in him provides more intense sexual pleasure than she's ever know, Lori ...
Lori's visit to her favorite nature spot turns wild when she wanders off the path and encounters a man moments from turning into a murderous beast. The only way for her to survive is to sacrifice her body sexually. But when the beast in him provides more intense sexual pleasure than she's ever know, Lori discovers this werewolf may be the man of her dreams.
“Your scent,” he said. A mournful look crossed his lupine face. “I smelt it on the air on my way in and I couldn’t resist. I thought maybe you could stop me changing.”
“How can I stop you changing? I don't understand any of this!” she said, frowning.
He licked his lips, and Lori thought she saw a hint of embarrassment through his wildness. The press of his hard cock against her body was stirring a moist heat between her legs. “I can stop the change before it goes so far,” he said carefully, “but to do it, I need to have sex.”
“I need to have sex,” he said again. He let out a low groan, and his wolf-like features became more pronounced. “By having sex, I can stop the change. I used to have a lover who…understood this. But she died. Since then, I’ve had to suffer complete transformation, until now.”
It wasn’t hard to read the look in his hungry eyes. Her cunt pulsed with desire, and she wrapped herself around the firm contours of his body without really knowing what she was doing. Whether it was desire or self-preservation, she gave in. Lori gave him the most imperceptible nod, and he plunged his tongue down her throat.
She melted in to the kiss, letting her lust for Connor take over. His hands caressed her body, reaching up under her sweater. She let out a muffled moan as she returned the French kiss, and reached up to stroke his hair. It was thick and silky soft, and felt more like fur.
A low deep growl escaped from the back of his throat, and his hands found her breasts. He squeezed them hard through her bra, and his thumbs circled her aching nipples. Pleasure spread from between her legs, arcing up through her spine. Her cold hands moved down his back, the palms warmed by his throbbing heat. She reached his firm buttocks and squeezed and fondled them.
He broke the kiss, and nuzzled her hair. He trailed kisses along her neck, and his sharp teeth sank in to her flesh. She whimpered in pleasure. She’d never experienced the sensations he was provoking in her body before in her life. Not even Bobby made her this hot and wet.