Chrissy is a werewolf with a problem: She's changed into a Labrador Retriever instead of a wolf. Worse, her old crush, darkly handsome alpha werewolf Justin, is the one to pick her up from the pound and force her back into her curvy human form. Chrissy is dismayed to find she desires Justin as much as ever.
Justin is a werewolf on a mission: He's determined to claim Chrissy for his own. He knows how to seduce Chrissy into freeing her inner wolf. All he has to do is convince her to submit her innocent flesh to him, and he'll take her until she's howling for more.
Warning: This 7,700-word short story contains explicit sex and is for adults only.
Excerpt:
When Justin's fingertips made contact with my sensitive flesh, I couldn't help but focus on the crash of sensation he caused.
I moaned as his touch intensified, his large, roughly calloused hand spreading my trembling legs open to a degree I'd find humiliating if I was in my right mind. I wasn't in my right mind. I only knew that this was Justin, the man I'd longed for, teasing my nether lips in exactly the way I'd always fantasized. I groaned with the gratification of it even as his touch set me on fire. Between the compulsion of the wild shift tugging at my flesh, and Justin's fingers drawing a sensuous figure-8 over my clit, I shook with uncontrollable tremors of need.
He leaned into me, adjusting his angle until I shouted with the erotic pleasure of his touch. "Not yet. Hold on," he murmured. I wasn't sure if he meant my incipient orgasm or my unwilling physical shift. I gasped, on fire with the searing need he aroused in my body. His clever fingers toyed with me expertly, growing delightfully rough when he brought his thumb into play. He wormed one large finger just inside my tight opening, continuing his steady thumb strokes until the erotic combination of feelings maddened me.
My thighs clamped onto his working hand, the dormant sexuality of my body awakened with a vengeance.
