Werewolf hunter Johanna has formed an unlikely partnership with sexy werewolf Ethan and they're on the run from a vicious alpha and his pack. Can they put their night of passion behind them? Or when they're forced to share a bed in a small motel room, will history repeat itself? More
Werewolf hunter Johanna has formed an unlikely partnership with sexy werewolf Ethan and they're on the run from a vicious alpha and his pack. Can they put their night of passion behind them? Or when they're forced to share a bed in a small motel room, will history repeat itself?
WARNING: this 3800-word story contains self-love, oral sex, M/f sex, and one gorgeous werewolf who can control everything but his lust for a pretty werewolf hunter.
We sat for a moment in silence as I digested his story. When I looked back up at him, his eyes were locked onto mine, something unfathomable glinting there. He abruptly got out of bed and strode to the window. I saw his hands were clenched into fists at his sides.
“Will you please tell me what’s wrong?” I asked, frustrated. “Or at least explain why you’ve been acting like I’ve got a contagious disease?”
He turned to glare at me. “Jo, being around you...it does something to me.” I raised my eyebrows. “I--” He stopped himself. “Jo, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since our night together in the safe house. Being around you drives me wild. But I know how you must see me: as the monster who put you into a situation where you had to have sex with me or die. As a monster who deludes himself into thinking he has any semblance of self control.” He turned away from me.
I leapt up from the bed and stood in front of him, forcing him to meet my eyes. “Ethan, you didn’t force me into anything.” I held his face in my hands, feeling the stubble on his cheeks. “And I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you for a single second since that night either.”
He covered my hand on his cheek with one of his hands and stared at me for a second, hope blossoming in his warm brown eyes. Then in an instant he pulled me to him, crushing my lips beneath his own in a fierce kiss.
We stood locked in the embrace for a long moment, his tongue probing my mouth as I clutched at his broad chest and kissed back ferociously, feeling the passion for him that had been building up inside me threaten to overwhelm me completely.