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

family? Does she even have family in Long Falls?”
    “No I haven’t met any of her family. But I’m sure she does… Right?” I asked, realizing for the first time that I actually hadn’t met Mattie’s parents before.
    “They come to town several times a year for breeding.”
    I can contain ed my laughter. The whole thought was just ludicrous.
    “Laugh all you want. But if he is, they apparently have some kind of ‘spell’ or magical hypnotism they can put over their chosen mate.”
    “A spell?”
    “Yea, something about their scent.” She said before taking a sip of her coffee.
    “Like a really good cologne?” I asked busting out laughing.
    “Yea! Exactly. Except it’s a natural scent.” Stacy said with laughter. “ Well, you did say he was good-looking. Right?”
    “Oh yea, he’s good-looking. But that doesn’ t really matter since he’s so… unsettling”
    “I say go for it. Who wouldn’t want to do a hunky guy like him. Especially in a small college town that’s as dead as Long Falls on Christmas break.”
    “You do realize you’re suggesting I have sex…with a werewolf person, right?” I said with laughter.
    Stacy left and waved her hand through the air as if to wave the idea aside.
    “It’s only legends. It’s not like that shit’s real.” She said laughing.
    We finished our coffee and enjoyed making numerous werewolf jokes. If only I knew at the time the reality of the so-called ‘legends’.
    **
    I stayed out with Stacy for several hours before heading home. As I pulled up to the apartment I realized Mattie was still at work. I let out a deep sigh, frustrated I was going to have to be with Paul alone.
    “It’s not a big deal, just go to your room.” I muttered to myself as I stepped out of the car and made my way to the door.
    I walked inside, tossed my purse on the kitchen table, and made my way to the hallway. My heart lurched in my chest when the bathroom door suddenly swung open and Paul stepped out. A skimpy white towel wrapped tightly around his waist, nestled just below his rock hard abs.
    I stood at the end of the hallway, my nerves jittering as I studied Paul’s every move. My eyes fixated on his strong chest as he walked forward, his abs tensed with each step. His cock teasingly swayed under the small cloth wrapped around his waist. He looked at me hungrily. His nostril briefly twitched as he took in my scent.
    I felt butterflies flow down my stomach; I wanted to run, to bolt out the door, but something kept me cemented in place. His eyes were cold, a pale yellow. A shiver drove up my spine as his yellow gaze traveled up and down my petite body. He stepped closer, making me feel frail in his presence as he towered over me.
    His hand slowly reached forward. I looked at him with terror-stricken eyes, my lip quivering in fear as I noticed the growing bulge underneath his towel.
    I knew then exactly what he had in mind.
    A gust of wind filled my lungs as he grabbed my shoulder in his iron grip. The muscles in his forearms twisted and knotted as his grasp tightened. A slight whimper of pain passed my lips.
    Run! Push him away and get out of there!
    “Don’t.” I barely managed to let out in a whisper.
    His grip instantly loosened, giving way to a feathery touch. My skin warmed under his hand and a shiver of tingles flowed down the back of my legs. Darkness filled my vision as my eyes fluttered closed. A sudden pressing weight of relaxation, unlike anything I had ever felt before, fell over me.
    I opened my eyes to see Paul staring at me with a faint smile.
    “You’re my mate.” He said in a warm tone that washed over me like hot water. As soon as I heard him say ‘mate’ my heart jolted in my chest and my knees fluttered in weakness. My body began to wobble and I reached forward to grab onto Paul for balance. My hand smacked against his chest while my other found a hold on his hip, he stood unmoving like a large oak tree looming above me.
    “Fuck….I feel