The Werewolf Mega-Bundle 2 (Ten BBW Paranormal Erotic Romance Stories) (15 page)

Although she knew exactly how her body was responding to this strange man, she was still frightened. After all, he was only half a man. His other side was pure wolf, and this scared her more than anything.
What if this is all a trick to eat me, and the sheep as well?

Darius seemed to be able to read her mind, because he chuckled softly and then grabbed her jaw, tilting her chin up so that she was looking straight into his eyes.

“I’m not going to eat you or your sheep. I just want a mate. Werewolves can only be men, so we must hunt for female humans to mate with. My whole life I have been hunting for mine, and then I heard your call.”

“You’re wrong. Like I said, I did not summon you!” she said, slightly less afraid now that he had told her he wouldn’t attack her.

“Ah, but you did. You cried wolf to the men in your village because you wanted male attention. You want a mate of your own.”

“And?”

“Why do you think you had the idea to cry wolf in the first place? It’s because deep down, you knew that you were destined to be mated to a wolf. A wolf who appreciates the fine curves of your stunning body. A wolf who can deal with your often-stubborn attitude.”

As he spoke, one hand traveled down over her shoulder and over the soft curves of her waist and hips. The other slipped around her waist and pulled her even closer, and Charlotte immediately felt oddly safe, as if she were at home. A sudden ripple of pleasure filled her body with warmth, and she felt a familiar tingling sensation building between her thighs.

“It’s true,” she whispered, realizing that he already seemed to know everything about her. “You are meant to be mine.”

“Other way around. You are mine,” he growled. “Mine to mate with, and mine to take care of for the rest of our lives.”

His gravelly voice and words sent an excited shiver racing down Charlotte’s spine. Werewolf or not, here was a man who was strong enough for her. He seemed more-than dominant enough to take care of her without showing signs of weakness like previous suitors had.

“Yes,” she said breathlessly, almost unable to believe the words that were spilling out of her mouth. “You’re the man I’ve been waiting for all these years. Take me as your… mate.”

Darius growled again, a deep rumble reverberating from his chest into hers, and Charlotte felt another tingling wave shoot down her spine as he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. She had never been kissed before, but she knew that it was a special moment that normally occurred for the first time at a couple’s wedding. It didn’t matter though; this felt right.

His tongue hunted for a way between her lips, and as she parted them for him, he probed her mouth with a surprising sense of urgency. He seemed to want to possess her in every way, and she began to kiss him back, her own tongue dancing into his mouth and exploring every part of it before entwining with his.

The kiss seemed to last forever, and she wrapped her arms around his back, her nails digging into the bare, tightly-muscled flesh as they continued to hungrily explore each other’s mouths.

Finally, he broke away, his eyes burning with barely-contained desire as they lingered on her face and body. Moving his mouth down to her throat, he planted soft, warm kisses up and down the delicate skin of her neck and collarbones, and as he nuzzled her, Charlotte threw her head back and murmured softly, feeling a brief prickling sensation as goose bumps spread all over her chest and arms.

Powerful shivers began to shoot up and down her spine, and she felt as if little jolts of lightning were bursting through her veins every time his mouth descended on her. Looking back down at him in wonder, she watched as his mouth traveled further and further down until he was kissing and nipping at her cleavage.

With one quick movement, he tore open the bodice of her dress, and she gasped as the cool air hit her skin. Her ample breasts spilled out in front of her, and she felt her delicate pink nipples stiffen under his gaze as her chest began to rise and fall in short, quick breaths.

His lips curved into a smirk as he leaned down and slid his mouth over one of her breasts, and she let out a moan of pleasure as he began to swirl his tongue over her stiff nipple, his warm mouth and tongue heating her entire body to a level of desire that she had never felt. A moment later, he paid attention to her other breast and then pulled away, groping at her soft flesh with both hands.

He growled again as he finally pulled the dress all the way off, and Charlotte marveled at his ability to do so. This particular dress was usually a hassle to get in and out of with all the lacing at the front. He had torn it away so easily that she wondered if he had some sort of supernatural strength. After all, he was a supernatural creature, so it would have made sense.

Now that only her thin petticoat remained, she suddenly felt self-conscious about her voluptuous curves. She lowered her eyes to the ground as her face turned pink, and Darius grabbed her by the jaw again, forcing her to look up at him.

“You are perfect for me,” he growled. “Wipe that look off your face.”

She stared up at him, and the expression in his yellow eyes told her that she would never have to worry about what men thought of her ever again. All that mattered was that he wanted her, so everyone else could have whatever opinions they wanted. It would no longer affect her.

Smiling at the thought, she puckered her lips and closed her eyes, willing him to kiss her again, but instead he sank to his knees before her, pulling her petticoat down from her waist until it was around her ankles on the grass. Then, he lifted her feet and pulled her sandals off so that she was completely naked for him.

Charlotte knew that darkness would be approaching soon, and she would have shivered in the cool air if she hadn’t been filled with such an incredible sense of warmth. The heat between her legs had turned into a raging fire that seemed to emanate from her very core, and she felt a strange pressure building in her belly.

It was similar to what she had felt whenever she had touched herself in the past, and yet different at the same time.
It’s better this way, because I’ll finally be having a man touch me, not just doing it myself,
she thought, a faint smile on her lips as the gorgeous man below her ran his hands up and down her creamy-white thighs.

Without warning, he nudged her legs apart with his head and then settled his mouth over her folds. Charlotte let out a gasp, unable to believe that a man’s mouth was down…
there
. He parted her pink folds with his tongue and slid it up and down in long fluid motions, and she felt as if she might collapse.

What he was doing was so strange, but at the same time she had never felt anything more amazing in her life. All those times that she had frantically touched herself could never compare to the sparks that were flying through her body right now, clouding her mind with needful lust.

Moaning softly as Darius reached the hard, throbbing nub at the top of her slit, she reached down and slid her hands through his dark hair, pulling his head closer to increase the pressure he was using as he began to trace patterns on it with his tongue. She was so excited now that each and every breath came shallow and fast, and she felt as if the pressure in her belly might explode out of her at any second.

He reached one hand up and around and gripped her soft behind, growling something as he did so, and the vibrations from his mouth finally sent Charlotte over the edge. Her legs trembled uncontrollably as the waves of ecstasy crashed over her, flooding every part of her body with warmth, and her eyes nearly rolled back in her head with pleasure.

As orgasmic aftershocks rippled through her body, Darius grinned and rose to his feet before scooping her up in his arms. Gently placing her down on the grass, he parted her thighs and climbed on top of her, slowly grinding his groin against hers.

Charlotte let out another wanton moan as she felt the pressure building in her belly again, and she reached out and ran her hands through the expanse of dark, curly hair on his chest. He continued to move his hips up and down on hers, teasing her until she thought she might go crazy.

“I want you,” she said breathlessly. “The way that men and women are together after they are married.”

“I know,” he growled, his eyes blazing as he stared down at her like she was some sort of prize.

Charlotte suddenly noticed something big and hard digging into her belly each time he moved against her, and seemingly reading her mind again, Darius gave her a wolfish grin and reached down, unlacing his breeches and pulling out his cock.

She had never seen anything like it. It was much bigger than she had expected, and she wondered how on earth she was going to fit it all inside her. That didn’t faze her, though. She was still desperate to experience a man for the first time, and she wrapped her legs around his back as he rubbed his manhood up and down her wet slit, continuing his sweet torture.

“Please!” she begged. “I need it now!”

Darius slid his mouth over her ear and growled something unintelligible as he moved a hand between their bodies, and seconds later he was parting her folds with his fingers. Charlotte let out a soft moan of anticipation as she felt one finger circling around her opening, and he finally slid the finger inside, probing and exploring her virgin tightness as he growled softly.

His lips on her ears were sending tremors throughout her body, and the feeling of his thick digit invading her most private area drove her wild. Whatever he was doing, it felt amazing, and she began to buck her hips up and down, trying to pull him in deeper. Darius moved his head back and grinned down at her, and then began to gently curl the finger inside of her.

Finally, he pulled it out and touched it to her lips, making her taste her own juices before pressing the bulbous head of his cock against her slick opening. As he slowly pushed it inside and stretched her open for him, Charlotte had never felt more alive. There was a sharp pain at first, but it was soon forgotten as he began to thrust in and out of her warm wetness in earnest, getting harder and faster with each movement.

She gasped and sighed with delight as she felt him filling her, and then ran her hands down the tight muscles of his back, feeling his warm, sweaty skin and pulling him  even closer. Opening her legs even wider, she locked her feet together behind his back, and his groin rubbed up against hers even more; the friction between them creating an almost-unbearable pressure within her core.

Seconds later it exploded out of her, and she moaned as she felt the warm waves of her second orgasm crashing over her. Darius watched her as she came, his jaw clenched in concentration, and then he pulled out of her, his eyes glowing even brighter than before.

“No!” Charlotte gasped. “Don’t stop!”

“Turn over,” he growled. “I need to take you from behind like a real wolf would to his mate.”

Charlotte had never heard of humans doing such a thing when they made love, but she had seen animals doing it.
We’re all animals, after all,
she thought, breathing heavily as she rolled over onto her stomach. Darius grabbed her hips with his strong hands and pulled her up so that she was on her hands and knees, and then pressed down, making her arch her back for him.

She bit her lip in anticipation, and her whole body seemed to be on fire as she waited for him to invade her tightness again with his enormous cock. She considered reaching between her legs and rubbing herself, but knew that it would feel better if she waited for her werewolf lover.

Looking over her shoulder, she saw his eyes burning as he rubbed his thick, hard cock up and down her folds, and seconds later he plunged back inside, letting out a low growl as he did so.

Burning desire flooded Charlotte’s veins as each of his thrusts into her warm tightness nudged her closer and closer to the edge again. She shuddered and gasped, instinctively arching her back even more and moving back and forth to meet his thrusts as he pumped himself in and out of her, gradually gaining speed and depth again. In this position, his cock seemed to fill her up even more, and she felt the nub between her thighs begin to throb and pulse with need.

It was as if Darius could peer right into her mind and know exactly what she needed and when she needed it, because he leaned forward and slid a hand around and up between her legs. After pressing the pad of his index finger to the top of her slit, he began to rub it in delicate circles.