Free Bent Over and Taken by the Werewolf (Werewolf Erotica) by Megan West

 
    Bent Over and Taken by the Werewolf
    I remember the first time I saw him. As soon as he walked through the door I noticed his overpowering presence. The way he towered over my petite body and looked upon me with an intense stare.
    “Clara, this is my brother Paul I told you about.” Mattie, my roommate, said.
    “Yes of course, nice to meet you Paul.” I said with a smile, extending out my hand to his.
    He tossed his canvas backpack to the ground before looking down at my hand and looking back up at me, confusion stricken across his face. It was as though he didn’t know what a handshake was. His demeanor was odd but I couldn’t help but notice how ruggedly good-looking he was.
    He had Sandy blonde hair, a scruffy chin, and completely captivating greenish yellow eyes. Despite his alluringly handsome look I couldn’t shake the looming feeling of uncomfortableness he brought to the room.
    “Nice to meet you.” He said timidly as he finally extended out his hand to shake mine.
    I wondered why he was so… Weird. As soon as his skin touched mine I noticed the immense amount of heat that emanated from his touch. He felt like a heat rock.
    “So where are you from Paul? What brings you to Long Falls?” I said, trying to make small talk through the awkwardness.
    M y eyebrows arched in confusion. His gaze slowly traced up and down my body as he tugged his muscular arms out of his rustic brown jacket.
    “He’s just visiting,” Mattie said with a smile, breakin g the silence, “he comes here…What? A couple times a year to visit family.”
    “That’s right.” He said, finally breaking his fearsome stare on me and smiling at Mattie.
    “How long will you be staying?” I asked.
    “About a week.” A warm smile melted across his face. I had no idea what he was thinking then, but I know now that he was smiling at the thought of spending the whole time with me.
    At the time I couldn’t deny the unsettling feeling he gave me in my chest. He was very handsome, but the way he looked at me made me feel like I wasn’t a person. Like I was a piece of meat, or possibly even a piece of art for him to admire. I had never had a guy like that before. Not even my perverted ex-boyfriend Brian.
    Brian and I broke up only a couple weeks before I had met Paul. Which is probably a good thing. Because if Brian, or any other man for that matter, had gotten between Paul and I there would probably have been a murder in the quiet town of Long Falls. Of course I wouldn’t have done the murder, I was just some timid college girl. Paul, however, was a beast of a man. Well, I guess he wasn’t really a man after all.
    “I’m sorry I didn’t catch your name?” He asked with a failed attempt of a calming smile. His eyes pierced into mine. His gaze was as if he was making eye contact, not just with me, but something deeper.
    “Clara…” I said with my voice catching in my throat. He was starting to make me noticeably uncomfortable and nervous.
    “Right…well I’m going to take him out for pizza. Maybe we’ll catch up with you later tonight for a movie or something?” Mattie said, obviously trying to break the ice and part company politely.
    I watched as Paul looked at her confused , as though he had already told her he wasn’t hungry.
    “Are you ready?” Mattie asked , nodding towards the door.
    “Yea sure,” he said as he grabbed his jacket to put it on again.
    “It was very nice meeting you Clara.” He said smiling at me before turning around and walking out the door. Just before they closed the door behind them I saw him sneak another glance at me.
    As soon as the door shut I let loose a deep sigh. A large weight was lifted off my shoulders and I instantly felt more at ease without him in the room. He was polite, very good-looking, but there was something about him that rattled my nerves. Like he would have grabbed me up at any moment and ran me into the woods where he would do God knows what to my poor helpless self.
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