While taking care of her mother's countryside cottage, Jessica decides to take a nighttime walk through the forest.
When she encounters two wolves who become seductive men, will she turn and run, spend the night at their cottage, or the rest of her life?
Don was kneading her feet with skill she'd never felt from any number of masseuses or ex-boyfriends, and the only thing she could do was moan slightly and melt backward into Lance, who was only too happy to accommodate. Both men looked at each other, then back to the sexy nude woman between them, her eyes closed, moving rhythmically back and forth, unable to control herself through the pleasure she was feeling. They both were thinking the same thing; maybe they could have a similar relationship with Jessica that they'd shared with her mother, Rachel. Except in this case, a much more physical one. They both nodded; neither had said a word, and Jessica hadn't noticed the two of them staring at each other. Lance nodded, and gestured toward the front door with his chin. Don took the cue and stopped massaging Jessica's feet, got up, explained that he had some hunting to do, and left the house.
Jessica was surprised at first, but was quickly reminded that she still had one incredibly gorgeous and muscular man with a sexy rumbling voice to attend to her desires, and she was already naked in his arms. Giggling, she wondered how that had slipped her mind, even for a second; simultaneously, she turned around to face Lance and let him concentrate on running his hands up and down her back, ass, and legs while they kissed. The roaring fire and the naked man around her kept her warm. She felt odd, wanting to be taken by this man so soon; she'd just learned his name a few minutes ago, but like all things in the last few hours, instead of feeling wrong or dangerous it felt safe, exciting, and the right thing to do.
WARNING: This 4000+ word paranormal erotic short story contains graphic sex between woman and werewolf.