Animal Attraction (10 page)

Despite his earlier hurry, Hunter was in no rush as he let his gaze run over her long, shapely legs. But the desire to run his hands over her creamy skin was too powerful to resist for long, and he reached out to run his fingers lightly up and down one slender calf before dropping to his knees in front of her.

Eliza gasped, her fingers curling over the edge of the counter as he moved his mouth along the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. “Hunter…”

He looked up to give her a wicked grin. “Don’t worry. No teeth this time…I promise.”

She laughed, the sound soft and breathy.

Returning to his task, Hunter continued tracing a path up her leg with his mouth until he reached her creamy pussy. The scent of her arousal alone was almost enough to make him come undone, and he stifled a groan as he inhaled the intoxicating fragrance. Gently holding onto her thighs, he slowly began to tease her with his tongue, tracing a path up first one side of her slick folds, and then the other. God, she tasted sweet. All honey and cream. Wanting more, he spread her legs even wider so that he could dip his tongue into her wetness.

Eliza breathed out a husky sigh as he plunged his tongue in and out of her pussy. The sound was such a turn-on and he ran his tongue up and down her folds again. While he got closer and closer to her clitoris with every swipe, he purposely ignored the plump little nub. He loved teasing her like this, and probably would have done it all night, but Eliza must have had enough of his little game because after the fifth time he traced such a path, she threaded her fingers in his thick hair and firmly pulled his mouth to her clit.

Hunter went willingly, making slow, deliberate circles round and round her clitoris with his tongue before drawing the plump, little nubbin into his mouth and gently suckling on it. Above him, Eliza gasped. Chuckling softly at her reaction, he began swirling his tongue around her clitoris again.

Keeping one hand on her leg, he trailed the other along the inside of her thigh and up to her pussy. He ran his finger up and down her wet slit for a moment before sliding it deep inside and fucking her with it. Eliza cried out, her pussy clenching around his finger as he moved it in and out. She was close to coming already. For a moment, he was torn between bringing her to orgasm right then and teasing her some more. But when her fingers tightened impatiently in his hair, he gave in to her unspoken demand and, thrusting his finger even deeper into her pussy, began to lash her clit more forcefully with his tongue.

Hunter felt Eliza begin to tremble, the well-toned muscles in her legs tensing against him as she began to come. She writhed against his mouth, holding him firmly in place with her hand as if afraid he would stop. But he had no intention of stopping. Tonight, he was going to make her feel pleasure like she’d never felt before. Determined to do just that, he began to move his finger faster, stroking her G-spot even as he lapped harder and harder at her clit.

Eliza bucked against him, her screams echoing around the kitchen as her orgasm rolled through her. As her body shook and quivered, Hunter continued to move his tongue over her clitoris. Only when she gave his hair a tug, did he stop lapping and lift his head to look at her. She was leaning back against the cabinet and looked drowsy and completely satiated.

Deciding that it was time to give the hard cock pressing against the front of his jeans some relief, Hunter began to kiss and nibble his way up her stomach, past her belly button, and all the way to the tip of one breast. He would have stopped to suckle on the rosy red nipple he found there, but Eliza grabbed his hair again and yanked him up for a kiss. With his mouth firmly planted on her own, she slid her hands down his stomach to frantically fumble with the buttons of his jeans.

Groaning, Hunter slid his hands into her long, silky hair, plundering her mouth even as he felt her unbutton his fly. Rather than push down his jeans completely, though, she shoved them down just far enough to get at his rock-hard cock. Tugging him free, she stroked him firmly up and down a few times. Hunter broke the kiss to let out another groan.
Damn!
A few more seconds of that and he was going to be shooting his cum all over her hand.

Sliding his hands down her back, he cupped her bottom and shifted her so that she was sitting on the edge of the counter. Still holding her ass with one hand, he used the other to position his cock right at the opening of her wet pussy. As eager as he was to plunge himself deep inside, he couldn’t resist rubbing the head up and down her slit a few times. But even that was too much for him, and he grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands to enter her in one deep thrust.

Eliza gasped, her arms and legs wrapping around him to pull him in even deeper. God, her pussy was so tight. It was all he could do not to explode inside her right then.

Taking a deep, ragged breath, he tightened his hold on her ass even more and began to pump into her as slowly as he could. That approach worked for a while, at least until Eliza began moving her hips in perfect harmony with his. Each time he thrust, her pussy clenched around him, and despite his best efforts to take things slowly, Hunter found himself gripping her hips and pounding into her harder and harder.

Hunter bit down hard on his lower lip, refusing to give in to the tidal wave of pleasure that was threatening to push him over the edge. Just when he thought he couldn’t hold back one more second, Eliza clutched his shoulders and cried out in ecstasy. Only then did he finally allow himself to come, pouring his hot seed into her. His orgasm was so powerful that he thought his legs might actually give out, and he pulled her against him even more tightly as he buried his cock deep inside her.

His breathing ragged and his throat hoarse from the harsh groans of satisfaction he’d just let out, Hunter collapsed against Eliza, burying his face in the curve of her neck. Her scent filled his nostrils and he inhaled deeply. Even if she stayed with him forever, he didn’t think he would ever get enough of her.

Hunter wasn’t sure how long they stayed like that, and he was just about to scoop Eliza up in his arms and carry her upstairs when he heard her giggle softly against the side of his neck.

His brow creasing, he lifted his head to gaze down at her. “What’s so funny?”

Her blue eyes danced as she let out another little laugh. “As you were coming, I had the craziest image pop into my mind of you throwing back your head and howling like a wolf.”

The comment caught him off-guard and he stared at her in stunned silence for a moment before he finally burst out laughing. “That’s quite an image. But I’m sure if anyone could get a howl out of me, it’d be you.”

She leaned forward to kiss him lingeringly on the mouth. “Want to go up to the bedroom and give it a try?”

Hunter began to harden again at the thought. Deciding the question was rhetorical, he didn’t answer, but merely swept her up into his arms and carried her upstairs.

Chapter 7

Upstairs, they were both lying in his big bed, their legs intertwined, her head pillowed on his chest, her long, silky hair draped over his arm.

“What’s it like being a wolf?” she asked, idly trailing her fingers up and down his chest.

Hunter couldn’t help but smile at the question. When Eliza had discovered what he was, he had been filled with dread. He had never planned on her finding out, and once she had, he had fully expected her to run out the door screaming. But to his surprise, she hadn’t. Instead, she had stayed and asked him what had been calm, reasonable questions. It was a reaction he had never anticipated, but one he was grateful for. He had spent his whole life fearing that when he met a woman he really cared for, she would automatically bolt if she ever learned his secret.

“Incredible,” he finally said in answer to her question. “Exhilarating. Liberating. There’s nothing like running free through the woods with the grass beneath your paws and the cold, crisp wind in your face. You can hear every sound, smell every living creature for miles.”

“You sound like you really love it,” she observed.

“I do,” he admitted.

She was silent for a moment as she ran her finger over his nipple. “Does it hurt? When you turn into a wolf, I mean.”

“It did the first time,” he said. “But only because I fought what was happening. Once you learn to give yourself over to the transformation, then it doesn’t hurt at all.”

“How old were you when you first changed into a wolf?” she asked.

“Sixteen,” he answered.

It had been on the first full moon after his sixteenth birthday to be exact. Though his father hadn’t known for sure whether he and his twin brother would have the gene, his father hadn’t wanted them caught off-guard, so he’d told them everything just in case. Of course, he and Luke had thought their father was a complete lunatic when he’d told them, but then he’d transformed right in front of them. Even then, neither of them had believed they could be werewolves, too, but they had been wrong.

That first change had been terrifying. When he’d felt his body twisting and bending into the unfamiliar form of a wolf, he thought he might go insane from the fear. But his father had been with them the whole time, keeping him and his brother calm. After that, though, it had gotten easier to transform into a wolf, and within a few months, changing had become as natural as breathing.

“Wow,” she breathed. “Not only did you have all those teenage hormones to deal with, but you had to contend with being a werewolf, too.”

He chuckled. “Tell me about it. My hormones were in overdrive. One whiff of a pretty girl and my whole body would start going crazy. You don’t know how many times I ran off to the bathroom to make sure I wasn’t changing into a wolf right there in class.”

She laughed. “Just the scent of a woman can make you change?”

“Not really,” he said. “But I didn’t know that then.”

She was silent for a moment, then said, “I have another question. When you’re a wolf, do you things that a normal wolf would do?”

“Such as?”

Eliza shrugged. “I don’t know. Like hunt other animals.”

He ran his fingers lightly up and down her arm. “No. I’ve chased quite a few, but never with the intention of killing them.”

She nodded. “That’s good. What about needing to be part of a pack? At dinner the other night, you said that wolves would rather be in a pack than go it alone. Do you feel that same urge?”

He thought a moment before answering. “Not to the same degree that a normal wolf does, but yeah, sometimes. I enjoy going out for a run with my brother and father when we get together. But since we don’t live that close, we don’t get to do it that often.”

While he did miss it, Hunter found that since meeting Eliza he longed for the closeness of a mate even more. He knew it seemed crazy for him to even be thinking like that considering he’d known Eliza less than a week, but he could already see himself spending the rest of his life with her.

“Does being a werewolf make you more savage?” Eliza asked suddenly.

Still preoccupied with his feelings for Eliza, it took a moment for Hunter to realize what she’d just said, and when it finally did register, he frowned. “No. Why?”

“I was wondering if that was the reason this other werewolf was attacking people.”

“No. It has nothing to do with him being a werewolf. For him to be killing people like he is… Well, that means he’s probably a violent person to start with.”

She was silent as she considered that. “How do you stop a person like that? I mean, you obviously can’t tell the cops he’s a werewolf.”

Hunter sighed. “No, I can’t. Which unfortunately means I have no choice but to take care of him myself.”

Eliza lifted her head from his chest to frown at him. “What do you mean?”

“You know exactly what I mean,” he said quietly. “I’ll have to kill him.”

She chewed on her lower lip. “Isn’t there another way? I mean, maybe he’ll just leave town or something.”

“I doubt it. But even if he does, that just means he’ll go somewhere else and start killing there,” Hunter said. “I wouldn’t want that on my conscience. Would you?”

She sighed. “No, I suppose not.”

Hunter had never killed before and wasn’t crazy about the idea himself, but he didn’t see any other way to stop the other werewolf.

“But won’t it be dangerous?” Eliza asked, her blue eyes filled with concern.

He reached up to gently brush her hair back from her face. “I’ll be fine,” he told her, the corner of his mouth edging up. “But it’s nice knowing you care about me.”

“Of course I care about you,” she said as if it should have been obvious. “I care about you a lot.”

Hunter felt a surge of pleasure at her words. Maybe the thought of them having a future together wasn’t so crazy after all. Maybe he’d finally met the one woman who would be able to accept him for what he was.

* * * *

In that moment, lying there gazing down into his handsome face, Eliza realized just how much she really did care for him. It seemed crazy, considering they’d just met. Even crazier, considering she’d just found out he was a werewolf. But it didn’t matter to her. It wasn’t as simple as being a different religion, of course, but it wasn’t like he was some cursed, evil creature who went around killing people like in the movies. He simply had a genetic trait that allowed him to turn into a wolf. It was no different than if he had blond hair or blue eyes. Okay, maybe it was a little different, but she wasn’t about to throw away what she had with him because of it. And while she wasn’t quite sure she was ready to give a name to what it was she was feeling for him, she did know that it definitely wasn’t something she’d ever felt for any other man before.

Leaning forward, Eliza gave him a long, passionate kiss. Hunter slid his hand into her hair, kissing her back with the same urgency, and she let out a moan. She took her time exploring his mouth with hers, finding every delicious little nook and cranny before pulling away to nip playfully at his bottom lip like he had done to her earlier. She didn’t know if he would like being on the receiving end, but the husky groan he let out told her he’d liked it as much as she did.

Suckling on his lower lip again, she slid her hand beneath the blanket and down his rock-hard abs to wrap her hand firmly around his cock. To her delight, he was already getting aroused. Remembering the attention he had given her pussy downstairs in the kitchen, and then again when they’d first come up to the bedroom, she decided it was time to return the favor.

Giving his bottom lip another little tug, Eliza slowly kissed and nibbled her way down the steely contours of his chest and stomach until she came to his hard cock. Sliding her hand down to the base of his shaft, she swirled her tongue over the tip to lick up the bead of pre-cum that glistened there.
God, he tastes so good.
Cupping his balls with her other hand, she lovingly ran her tongue up and down his shaft. Rather than take him completely in her mouth right away, she closed her lips around just the head and suckled gently, then flicked him with her tongue. Above her, Hunter sucked in his breath in obvious anticipation of her next move, but she only continued to tease the head of his cock, swirling her tongue round and round until he let out a groan of frustration. Deciding to finally take pity on him, she ran her tongue over the head of his cock once more before suddenly taking him deep in her mouth.

The groan Hunter made this time was one of satisfaction, and Eliza couldn’t help but smile a little as she moved her mouth up and down on his cock. Well, as much of a smile as she could have with her mouth so full. He was close to orgasm already, and felt a little surge of pride at knowing she could make him climax so quickly. But while she could have made him come for her right then, she had an irresistible urge to tease him some more. With that in mind, she pulled her mouth off his shaft and concentrated on his balls instead. Careful to keep her touch light, she lavished the same attention on them that she’d given his cock, gently fondling them with her hand while at the same time running her tongue over their velvety softness.

“God, that feels good,” Hunter said hoarsely. “Don’t stop.”

Once again, Eliza found herself smiling at his words. Stop? She was just getting started.

Still cupping his balls in her hand, she traced a path up his shaft with her tongue again. Pressing her lips to the head of his cock, she let her tongue play with it for several long moments before finally taking his entire length into her mouth again. Eliza heard Hunter let out a ragged gasp as the tip of his cock touched the back of her throat, and she couldn’t stifle a little sigh of her own as she began to move her head up and down.

She kept her movements slow and deliberate, sliding up to the very tip of his cock before taking him all the way in her mouth again, going a little deeper each time. Hunter slid his hand into her hair and gently began thrusting his hips in time to her movements, pushing his cock down her throat. Eliza moaned. She loved it when he fucked her mouth like that. Knowing it meant he was close to coming, Eliza wondered for a moment if she should back off and tease him some more, but quickly decided against it. She had tormented him enough.

Grasping the base of his shaft more firmly in his hand, she began to move her mouth up and down on his cock faster and faster.

“Oh God, Eliza!” he rasped. “You’re going to make me come!”

No sooner than the words were out of his mouth than he let out a groan. A moment later, Eliza felt hot jets of cum shooting down her throat. She took it all, moaning at how good he tasted. She continued to move her head up and down on him, stopping only when she was sure she had gotten every drop. She lifted her head to find Hunter regarding her from beneath half-closed lids. She gave him a sexy little smile.

“I take it that means you liked the blow job,” she teased.

His mouth edged up. “Liked it? It was amazing.”

Eliza glanced down at his cock to find him still semi-hard. Her grin broadening, she crawled on top of him to straddle his legs. Bracing her hands on either side of his broad shoulders, she slowly and sensuously began to rub her clit against the head of his still slightly erect cock. The sensation elicited a little moan from her, and she closed her eyes, letting herself get lost in how good it felt.

But soon, rubbing against him wasn’t enough. She had to have him inside her, and from the way his cock was hardening again, Hunter was obviously up for it. Dear God, she’d never met a man with his kind of stamina. There were definitely some advantages to dating a werewolf.

Lifting up slightly, Eliza positioned herself at the proper angle, and then slowly and deliberately lowered herself onto his hard cock. A soft sigh slipped past her lips as he filled her pussy. No other man had ever fit her so perfectly, and she closed her eyes for a moment as she savored the feel of him.

Deciding she didn’t want to rush this, Eliza slowly lifted her hands and cupped her breasts. Her nipples immediately pebbled in response to her touch and she gave them a little squeeze between her forefingers and thumbs. Lying back on the pillows, Hunter was watching her with a hungry look in his gold eyes that made her pulse quicken. She wasn’t usually such an exhibitionist in bed, but the urge to put on a show for him was too great to resist, and she found herself lifting a hand
 
to her mouth and slowly licking one finger. Getting it nice and wet, she then slid it down her stomach to the soft curls nestled between her legs, where she began to make lazy, little circular motions on her clitoris.

Hunter’s eyes were practically glowing with excitement now. Thinking that he would get an even better view if she leaned back a little, Eliza shifted and began to slowly rotate her hips in time to her fingers. The position not only pushed her breasts out at a sexy angle as she continued to play with them, but also made it easier to get at her clitoris, and she moaned at the sensations that suddenly assailed her. Catching her bottom lip between her teeth, she began to move her fingers faster and faster.

“That’s it,” Hunter told her huskily. “Make yourself come, babe.”

At the erotic command, Eliza immediately felt her body start to tremble in that familiar way that told her that her climax was near. It started right under her fingertips and quickly enveloped her whole body. A moment later, she was moaning in pleasure as wave after wave of sweet ecstasy coursed through her. She was so dizzy from how glorious it felt that she could barely even keep her fingers on her clit. She managed, though, continuing to move them round and around until she had teased every last little bit of pleasure from her clitoris. Only when her clit was too tender to touch anymore did she finally pull her hand away and collapse forward against Hunter’s chest.