Claiming Curves (Werewolf & BBW Erotic Romance) (5 page)

The wolf bared its teeth and growled, but Adam continued to stalk forwards without slowing his pace. The vicious expression on the wolf's face faltered, and he turned and fled into the night.

Adam turned, and the look on his face terrified me. Seething, cold hatred blazed in his golden eyes, and his teeth were bared. His eyes landed on the two dazed men lying on the ground. The pair simultaneously scrambled to their feet and ran in opposite directions into the night.

Adam came back to me, placed a hand on my shoulder. “Are you all right?” he said through gritted teeth. I could feel waves of heat emanating from his body. All I could do was nod, afraid of his angry demeanor. His face was completely transformed from the Adam that I knew, into something terrifying and cruel.

“I'm going after them,” he said grimly. “I'm going to tear them to pieces.”

“Please, don't,” I said. But he had already turned away.

“Wait here,” he said, without turning. “I won't be long.” He was facing away from me, standing in the stream that we had drunk from earlier as wolves, and the shallow water flowed around his ankles.

“Adam, please don't kill them! Don't let your anger take over! Remember what you said to me – fight the rage!” My voice was desperate, yet he seemed completely unaware of my pleas.

An idea suddenly struck me. I remembered the way I had been overwhelmed with anger that morning,  after being told I was a werewolf, and how Adam had kissed me to bring me out of it. The way our passionate sex had calmed me completely – it had satisfied my animal urges.

I ran towards Adam from behind, my feet splashing in the shallow stream as I overtook him and spun around to face him. He looked down at me, his gaze harsh and distant. I grabbed onto his neck and pulled his head down, kissing him passionately on the mouth. I pushed my body into his, skin burning against skin, contrasting sweetly with the cool flow of the stream over my feet. Adam's hands snaked automatically around my body, grabbing my ass and pulling me closer towards him. His tongue slipped into my mouth and he began to kiss me back.

Within moments I felt him harden between my legs. His big cock began to stand erect, brushing the lips of my pussy and sending sensual tingles shooting through me. The expression on Adam's face began to change – from one of rage to a hungry passion. His bright, golden eyes finally seemed to see me for the first time. Adam tightened his grip on my ass and lifted me easily, and I squealed and grabbed onto his shoulders as I rose in the air. I wrapped my legs around his waist, squeezing his hard midsection, and he lowered me down, down ...

I gasped as his cock entered my wetness, sliding deep to my core. My pussy was immensely sensitive, and his first thrust made me cry out, clutching desperately at his shoulders. Adam's hands moved to my waist and held me still as his chiseled abdomen began to contract, flexing hard as he started to fuck me.

Each thrust of his rock-hard cock incited blinding bursts of pleasure between my thighs. My legs contracted involuntarily as Adam began to speed his thrusts, and my pussy squeezed him tight. I moaned in his ear, overwhelmed with the sensation of being filled completely.

Adam kissed me tenderly and fucked me hard – and the contrast somehow intensified both sensations. A hot tide of pleasure began to rise inside me, flowing through my veins with a rapidly building pressure. Adam's pelvis slammed into mine over and over, his thrusts speeding to a superhuman pace.

My back arched as the pleasure flooded through me; I threw my head back and moaned into the night,  the moon filling my field of vision. An immense orgasm loomed between my legs, hovering for a moment like a cresting wave, before crashing over me. Suddenly I was drowning, crying out and shuddering with explosions that rocked my entire body. Adam kept pounding me, his cock slamming in and out with each of my orgasmic contractions. My hands were clawing at his shoulders now, my hot, sweaty thighs spasming around his waist.

Adam finally began to slow his thrusts, guiding me through the final waves of my orgasm, holding me tight against his hard body. And then he began to bend forward, still holding me against him.

A shock of cold washed over me as he lowered us both into the stream that had been bubbling over his feet. The water poured over my shoulders as he lay me back on the smooth, surprisingly comfortable rocks, and my breath burst in gasps from the intensity of the cold. Still inside me, Adam took position between my legs and wrapped his arms around my head, cushioning me with his bulging forearms. His body was burning hot on my front, and the stream was icy on my back; the two temperatures swirled intensely inside of me.

Adam began to fuck me again, his pelvis splashing through the shallow stream, sending shocking sprays of cool water onto my thighs and stomach as his cock filled me with unending waves of bliss. He bent his head down and kissed my neck, his lips red-hot on my flesh.

The combinations of his extreme body heat, the cold water on my back, and his dick thrusting to my core was overwhelming – within moments I knew that I was going to cum again. Adam must have heard it in my gasping breath, because as soon as the climax began to roll through me, he started to fuck me harder.

I cried out in pleasure, my fingernails digging into his back. My pelvis thrust automatically into his as my pussy contracted on his cock. The orgasm tore through me – a series of explosions, sending desperate waves of heat up through me; I squeezed my eyes shut and squealed as the tumult became overwhelming, and then I felt Adam's cock pulse inside me, issuing forth a hot burst of cum which he pumped endlessly into my pussy. The flow of his orgasm reignited my own climax, and together we came for an eternity, clutching at one another and trembling as jolts of electric pleasure pulsed through us both.

We lay in the cool stream together as our shared orgasm slowly receded. Our breaths gasped and mingled in the cool night air, leaving trails of vapor which rose silver in the moonlight. Adam kissed me and squeezed me tight, his face completely transformed from the vicious visage he had worn earlier. His eyes were clear now, relaxed and golden, and contained no hint of that malice which he had directed at the dangerous men.

“You're back,” I said softly. The river flowed over my shoulders, soothing. Adam nodded, still holding me in his embrace.

“You brought me back,” he said. “I was about to do something terrible.”

“Thank you for saving me again,” I said, kissing him.

“This time,” he said, “You saved me.”

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"Aren't you cold?" He suddenly seemed to realize he was naked, and that it might be making me uncomfortable. It was, in a way. I realized that my shock and curiosity were wearing off, being replaced by the original attraction that I'd felt in the shop and when he'd walked me home. I blushed again, and made to get up and offer him a blanket.

"Sorry," he chuckled. "I feel so at home out of my clothes that I forget not everybody wanders around naked in the middle of the night." He reached over and took a blanket from the end of the couch, draping it over his shoulders. I felt a pang of disappointment.

"But you look so good in that jacket," I said. "And out of it, of course --" I broke off when I realized what I'd said, and blushed even deeper.

Jesus, was I flirting with a werewolf?