The desire to get a one-time adventure in the form of a light foreplay was quickly replaced by the desire to hide somewhere where no one would definitely find me. Only the bar counter rested against my back, and the stranger’s hands were already enclosed in their trap.
Consciousness seized with panic. All thoughts focused on finding a plan for salvation. Despite the fact that the werewolf standing in front of me was truly the very focus of a woman's dream in all external signs.
The short-sleeved black T-shirt hugged the broad shoulders and the relief of a pile of muscles, awakening quite unambiguous fantasies in my long-suffering brain. Dark hair without any troubles about trends in fashionable haircuts beckoned me to grab it with my fingers and never let go until its owner makes me die of orgasm.
“I belong to the alpha of the gray wolf clan!” - blurted out the most brilliant idea of all, which she was capable of, contrary to her own thoughts.
This is probably the only thing that could save me now. And besides, I almost did not lie. Rinat is the only man I ever had. Besides, our wedding will be very soon.
The stranger did not immediately comprehend what was said. For another minute he stood rooted to the spot, staring into my eyes with a fixed, unblinking gaze. I had to use all my willpower not to turn away. Let him know I'm not afraid of him. Maybe this will also help the situation. In addition, gradually the look of black eyes acquired meaningfulness. The werewolf tilted his head slightly to the side, and then a sly grin spread on his lips.
- Indeed? grinned.
I do not intend to repeat myself, so I just lifted my chin proudly and put as much contempt as possible into my gaze. It has worked more than once in its time.
“So you belong to the alpha of the gray wolf clan?” he asked again.
She continued to be silent. She also tried to get her treacherous knees to stop showing signs of weakness and trembling. Either from fear, or from impatience to merge into a single whole with this stunning male.
“Yaroslava,” the sly smile on his lips was filled with anticipation.
With absolutely no ceremony, the stranger turned me around with one jerk to face the bar, and then buried his nose in the back of my head.
I'm gone!
Hot rough palms pushed my black curls over my shoulder, clearing their way. His fingers touched the collar of her blouse, peeling back the silk. I had a piercing spasm as his tongue ran over a completely untouched area of skin, where, in fact, a mark should be marked: either a mark of ownership, like pairs, or residual scars from a bite. The fact that I will never have anything like this will definitely not interest anyone now.
“Little liar,” he breathed into the back of my head.
A slight chill went through her skin, still damp from his touch. And a quiet treacherous moan escaped my lips by itself.
It would be better to remain silent!
After all, this is the loudest signal for action for him ...
"You're so sweet," whispered potentially the second man in my life into my ear. - My desire. Yaroslav.
From the way he growled, pronouncing my name, the mind refused to perform even elementary functions. And he definitely got lost in an unknown direction, when his right hand shamelessly climbed under her skirt.
And this despite the fact that around a fucking cloud of people!
Apparently, the impudent, preoccupied werewolf still thought about the lack of privacy of the place, because with one sharp movement he pushed me against the wall, blocking the entire view to my body.
“You will regret this very much,” she threatened in a broken half-whisper. - And more than once...
It was the only resistance I could offer now. And not even because it was not possible to break out of his arms, not because in the event of an escape, he would catch up with me very soon, and then the retribution would be more significant, more merciless. No. That's not why. Because I wanted him to continue, as much as he did. Maybe even more.
I screamed softly as his fingers brushed through the sodden fabric of the panties, and then, without any prelude, pushing a thin strip of lace to the side, invaded me. The stranger exhaled hoarsely in my ear and immediately sucked in my scent noisily, and then pushed his hip with such force that I screamed again. The noise of the crowd swallowed up my pleading call, and the man ruthlessly continued to mock my body, pressing his thumb on the clitoris. Just one movement inside and out was enough for an all-consuming wave of orgasm to spread through the body. All I had to do was grab hold of his shoulders with both hands, because they were the only support for me now.
The world had not yet had time to acquire the colors of reality, and the stranger in a businesslike way tore me off the bar and picked me up in his arms to drag me towards the exit.
Well, of course, I’ve reached “condition”.
You can take care of it now...
What is there.
Probably, it would be worthwhile to express my indignation aloud, because not a single guard thought to stop the man resolutely heading towards the street in his arms with me shivering in his arms.
But I thought this place was a decent place, by the way!
The nicotine and alcohol-soaked air gave way to the more familiar Moscow smog. The brain decided to remember that its main activity is primarily to think, and not to depict melted cheese. And it is desirable so that without bad consequences. So before things got really bad, I tried to fix the situation.
"Let me go," she asked softly.
The stranger complied with the request immediately. Only when we were around the corner of the club in a cramped dark and deserted alley. The brickwork pressed against my back, I pressed myself against it more tightly, stepping back from the man as far as possible.
“Yaroslava,” the stranger growled softly.
A light warm wave swept from the tips of his toes, spilling over his entire body. I clenched my hips as hard as I could in a pathetic attempt to fight myself. The stranger stepped forward. The black gaze of the werewolf stared steadily into my eyes. He literally dabbled.
She swallowed hard, trying to bring some sanity back to her mind. The latter turned out to be frankly bad, because the barely tangible touch of male palms slowly passed from my knees, confidently rising higher, I got lost again and forgot myself.
Soon my skirt was pulled up to the waist. A soft, pleading moan escaped my lips. Once again, I gave permission to go further. And the man understood perfectly. A daring deep kiss swept away all remaining barriers and doubts. The stranger grabbed my hips and lifted me up. I had to wrap my legs around him. Because it's more convenient. Because that's exactly what I wanted. He pressed my body into an uneven and not at all clean surface so hard that it hurt. She tried to move away, but the werewolf did not let her come to her senses. The breaths mingled again and swallowed up my pitiful protest.
The fleeting return of reason was lost somewhere in the depths of the bottomless abyss in my soul. Only the agony of the basic instinct remained, demanding the satisfaction of the hunger of the flesh. It instantly intensified and grew as soon as his mouth touched my chest. Through the thin silk and equally fragile lace of underwear, the man bit and kissed at the same time so sweetly and boldly that his head was spinning. She arched forward, independently getting rid of the interfering fasteners on her blouse. I snuggled up to my sudden lover again and again, fidgeting impatiently in his arms, but he only continued the sweet torture. His fingers dominated me again. The stranger delightedly sucked in the air saturated with the smell of my desire."Yaroslava," he whispered hoarsely. “My Yaroslava,” he repeated over and over again, as if there was something special in this, intended only for me alone.His voice made me say goodbye to everything that I was before. I didn't even think about
My evening in that place was coming to its logical conclusion, when the scent of night lilies touched my sense of smell. Involuntarily, he began to look around for the owner of this special fragrance, until he came across a statuesque brunette with wavy hair making her way through the crowd. He did not notice how he ended up next to her. I could not deny myself such a trifle as to inhale the smell of lilies again. Unexpectedly for himself, an impatient growl escaped his throat. The beast inside stirred, and in the mind literally imprinted with a fiery brand: "Mine."In general, in the world of werewolves, everyone knows that if the wolf made a choice, then you can’t run away from it. But, damn, how everything is not on time, and even so problematic.And I don’t even remember that werewolves used to recognize people as their only ones.I am, as always, a lucky asshole!But if someone asks me if I regret it, I will answer with an unequivocal "no"!Can you regret something like this?Man
- Good, Yaroslav, - both answered in one voice.And if Rinat's voice is a harsh bass, which is like a native to me, then the baritone with a slight hoarseness immediately echoed in my mind with the ringing of alarm bells.Panic came in a wave comparable to a tsunami sweeping away million-plus cities.But I washed off his smell in the hotel room for an hour and even bought a new dress! And he…?! How did he find me so quickly? After all, he didn’t believe about the alpha of the gray wolf clan… Then what is he doing here?!Patent leather shoes clattered to the granite floor.Rinat looked from the marble countertop with breakfast in my direction. He meticulously studied the reaction he saw for a while, trying to figure out what was wrong. And Jan, turning his whole body in my direction, with a slight sneer and a sly squint of his black eyes, cheekily smiled in anticipation of the continuation.“Meet Yaroslava,” said Rinat. — Yen.- Y-yen? she asked more automatically than consciously.The
“Yaroslava,” Rinat’s voice brought back to reality. — What was that just now?“Nothing,” she answered automatically.- Yes? Alpha frowned, raising his voice. - So it seemed to me?It’s good that all our walls are completely soundproofed, and the groom prudently closed the door behind him.- It seemed - what, Rinat? I started getting angry too.Hot werewolf hands lay on my shoulders. The man turned to face him, forcing him to look into his eyes.“Yaroslava, I understand that you don’t like strangers, but the clan of black wolves rose to power not so long ago. While they have not yet overgrown with bureaucracy and greed. Everything will be fine. Besides, I think Ian is not the worst option yet. They say their alpha also participates in the annual audit personally. We're very lucky we didn't get him. Of course, I don’t know him yet, but they say it’s better not to get in his way at all. So you'll be a good boy and do absolutely everything for Ian that he asks. Do you understand me? - sho
“I introduced myself to you by a different name,” he looked at her with a sneer."What difference does it make what I call you?" You answer my question! - the wolf's indignation quickly grew into open fury, which, I must say, calmed me in turn. - What was that just now?I took another deep breath and then gave her an eloquent look.“Ian, answer the question,” she repeated with pressure for the umpteenth time.- I will definitely answer. Rinat directly. And I’ll even say a lot of things,” he told her promisingly.And, before she came to her senses, he picked her up in her arms and threw her over her shoulder, heading to the second floor of the building. The response to my actions was a loud cry and swearing. At the same time, Yaroslava did not forget to beat my back with her small fists.I let her go only when we were in the right place for me.- Yen! - she was indignant for the umpteenth time.He raised an eyebrow questioningly, waiting for more. I even folded my hands on my chest, de
Cattle are insatiable!The dog is anxious!Lustful bastard!Not only did he abuse my body as much as he wanted, he also ruined my wardrobe! How dare he even?! After all, now he knows for sure that I am Rinat's bride! Here it is... Wolf!Running down the concrete stairs, skipping one or two, I could only concentrate on how low I had just fallen. Yana cursed, over and over again, with increasing sophistication and tried not to notice how guilt began to gnaw from the inside, turning her soul inside out.He shouldn't have done this to me!I shouldn't have let him!I need to tell Rinat everything.Once is an accident. The second time ... the third will also be.Her cheeks burned with indignation, shame and… the desire to repeat everything again and not in one circle. Breathing refused to restore the previous rhythm, and the werewolf bite burned terribly. Every muscle ached with pain.Reckless pervert!She pulled the handle of the passenger door of the masterpiece of the German automobile i
A muffled growl escaped from his chest, and after it, with a gesture of an inveterate owner, Yang pulled me by the waist, literally imprinting me in his body.— How often do you do it? he rephrased my question.She stared blankly at him, waiting for a more detailed explanation.- How often do you fuck in the absence of your fiancé with others? Yang clarified with an evil growl.The words sounded like a shotgun blast. So deafeningly and mercilessly he hit in the heart.It turns out that for him I am a slut, spreading her legs in front of everyone she meets? That is why he allowed himself to do whatever he wanted. Here is the answer to your question, Yaroslava. If one beta is a lustful male who thinks he's incomprehensible, then why shouldn't the other be exactly the same?In the end, their genes are almost the same ....She closed her eyes, trying to cope with the uncontrollable volume of emotions that were rushing to spill out."Let go," she asked softly.On his hands, continuing to h
It was dark outside when I woke up. In the bedroom, Jana, dressed only in someone else's shirt. One. The linen bed linen smelled through and through. Involuntarily, she pulled one of the pillows to her and hugged her, nuzzling her nose. A tart trail with hints of cardamom and musk seemed to wrap the mind in a warm, weightless embrace. Every muscle in my body responded to the echoes of the scent. The response went through an unimaginable number of tiny injections along the nerve endings. The lower abdomen immediately twisted with a demanding spasm.And this after all that was in the shower? Yes, Yang is definitely a carrier of something highly contagious and untreatable!One of the doors in the house slammed, forcing me to return to a reality that is not as cloudless and sweet as my strange sensations. I managed to cover my bare legs by pulling the covers off the bed. The men's shirt did not quite reliably hide the backside, and I didn’t even want to remember the fact that I didn’t hav