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

shook my head and shrugged it off.
    He’s probably just an awkward guy.
    Later that night, thankfully, we didn’t get together and watch a movie. Which, on the other hand, might have been a good thing to ease the awkwardness between Paul and I. I had woken up around 3 o’clock in the morning to get a glass of water.
    I had a bad habit of waking up in the middle of the night due to bad dreams. Sometimes I didn’t mind it though, I am a bit of a night owl. Nighttime is always quiet and peaceful.
    As soon as I walked in the kitchen I found Paul sitting at the kitchen table with a giant plate of turkey legs left over from Thanksgiving. I stopped at the entrance of the kitchen, my heart jumped as soon as I saw him at the table.
    He quickly looked up at me, swallowing his last bite of turkey. It was then that I noticed for the first time is canine teeth. They weren’t so large and pointed that I would’ve been immediately alarmed. But they were definitely noticeable.
    He certainly is an awkward guy. I thought to myself as I coyly walked into the kitchen. I was reluctant at first but I knew it would have looked weird if I turned around and walked away as soon as I saw him.
    I walked to the cupboard and grabbed a glass. The whole time I was watching him out of the corner of my eye. I could feel his stare burn into my back as I moved around the kitchen. I felt like I was in a cage with a lion. Finally, I turned around and tried to break the awkward silence.
    “Can’t sleep?” I asked before taking a sip of water. I closed my eyes for a brief moment enjoying the feeling of water cooling my parched throat.
    “No, hungry.” He said as he glanced down at his giant plate of f ood. I gave him a smile and set my glass on the counter, eager to leave.
    “Well, eat up. Me and Mattie won’t eat it.”
    I made my way out of the kitchen, still feeling his burning glare on my back. I had to turn around and speak with him one last time before rounding the corner of the kitchen. As soon as I looked back I saw him sneaking a glance at my ass.
    His eyes quickly darted up to mine when he realized I had turned around. I watched as he licked his lips, unsure if he was licking them from his giant plate of turkey or if he was thinking about something else.
    My body shuddered at the thought.
    The next day I met with my good friend Stacy at the local coffee shop.
    “ He’s weird. Like, really weird” I said as I took a sip of my hot chocolate.
    “Well, what do you expect? Mattie isn’t exactly normal either. Maybe it runs in the family.” Stacy said with a shrug.
    “Last night I walked in on him getting a giant plate of food. I mean, he’s a big guy, but it was a huge amount of food.” My mouth dropped open as I recalled how much food was actually on the plate.
    “You said he looks at you funny?”
    “Yes! Like he’s ready to eat me. Cook me and I’ll be right on top of the turkey.” I said with a slight chuckle.
    “The creeper. Well at least he’s only there for a week.” Stacy said.
    “True.”
    She took another sip of coffee for setting it down with a surprised look on her face.
    “What is it?” I asked, bracing myself for what crazy idea she had.
    “Maybe he’s…” A huge grin slowly formed on her face. “Maybe he’s a werewolf.”
    “A what?!” I asked, trying to stifle a laugh bubbling up from my chest.
    “Yea, a werewolf. You know Long Falls has had urban myths of werewolves for years.” She said, obviously enjoying the fairytale she was trying to convince me of.
    “Yea, totally a werewolf.” I said laughing.
    “They say they live in the dense woods just outside of town. Once or twice a year the males come into town to find a human… mate. ”
    I raise d my eyebrows in suspicion before laughing.
    “They did say he comes to town once or twice a year to visit family.”
    “To visit family?” Stacy asked, turning her head slightly with a smirk as if she were skeptical. “Have you even met any of Mattie’s