Chosen for Her Curves (Werewolf BBW Erotic Romance) (3 page)

Waves of
warmth overtook me as the pleasure grew stronger and stronger. Luke leaned in
and kissed the back of my neck as he began to speed his thrusts again. I knew
he was getting close to cumming again, and I was getting close too. I couldn’t
wait to climax together to feel that aching bliss, that pulsing delight as we
brought each other to completion. I braced myself against the wall and spread
my legs a bit wider as his thrusts grew more and more forceful. I could feel
the full length of his cock sliding against my core with each thrust. I reached
back and slid my hand between my legs, cupping his balls as he continued to
fuck me hard. I was ready to cum. I wanted to cum together. “Now,” I moaned as
I gave his balls a squeeze and pushed myself hard against his thrust.

When I felt
his cock pulse inside me and that first load of cum shoot hot inside my core, I
moaned even louder and tried to keep myself upright as orgasm rolled through my
body. Each pulse of his cock inside me set off a new wave of delight, searing
hot pleasure through my body and stunning me to the point where I could barely
stand. When Luke finally stopped thrusting, he slid his cock out of me slowly
and turned me around, pressing his lips against mine in a hard, slow kiss.

“What do we do
now?” I asked. My heart was still racing, and I felt dizzy from everything we
had just down. Luke was still grinning at me, running his hands over my body
like he had been waiting for this moment for years.

“I figured you
could stay a while. I mean now that we’re clean, we might as well take the time
to get dirty again.”

“Getting dirty
sounds good to me,” I said. “But I might need some sleep first. What’s wrong,
don’t werewolves sleep?”

“Not when
they’ve got a beautiful woman in their arms. Besides, wolves hunt at night.”

“I hope you’re
done hunting for now.”

“Of course,”
Luke said. “I’ve got everything I need right here.”

“And what’s
that?”

“Well, let’s
see. You and, umm, you. That’s the list. Oh, I almost forgot, I have a bed, a
roof and running water.” Luke reached forward and turned off the shower. “I was
thinking you could stay with me for a while if you’d like.” Luke ran his hands
over me again and sent thrills up my spine. I had a feeling that our night
together was about to be the first of many.

“I meant what
are we going to do about the pack?” I asked.

“We don’t have
to do anything. We can be our own pack.”

“Only problem
with that is that I’m not a wolf,” I replied.

Luke winked at
me. “Maybe not yet, but just wait until I make you howl.”

“My moans
weren’t close enough?” I asked.

Luke reached
out of the shower and grabbed a towel. “Oh you’ll know when you finally howl.
Hell, everyone for miles will know.”

“Sounds good
to me,” I replied. “Now let’s go to bed. Whether or not we sleep is up to you.”

Luke grinned.
I could tell he didn’t have any intention of sleeping. Maybe being with a lone
wolf wasn’t so bad after all.

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An
excerpt from “
Curves
for the Wolf
:”

Cassie shook
her head. “I can’t believe I’m going to tell you this. When I was walking from
the car, I began to fantasize that I was being watched. It excited me. I liked
the idea of it, and when you said what you are, it made me think that maybe you
were watching me.”

“I am watching
you,” Wyatt replied. “Do you like being watched?”

“Not usually,”
Cassie replied. “Do you like looking at me?”

“I wish I could
see the rest of you,” Wyatt said. He could feel himself starting to get hard
again. “Will you stand up for me?”

Cassie placed
her bottle on the floor and hesitated for a moment before standing up. As she
stood, Wyatt took another step toward her. Now he was standing close enough to
reach out and touch her. He could hear her breathing, and he waited for her to
give him one more indication that this is what she wanted. “Is this what you
wanted to see?” she asked.

Wyatt shook his
head and reached out, he placed his hand on the bottom of Cassie’s shirt. “I
want to strip you bare and see your body. Then I want to show you pleasure. I
can already smell your arousal. I can already see it in the blush of your
cheeks. I can hear it in your breaths. The more excited you get, the more I
want you.”

“So what
exactly do you want?” Cassie asked.

“I want to tear
your clothes off of you and spread those legs of yours apart. I want to make
your juices run. I want to turn you on so badly that you beg me to fuck you.
And then I want to fuck you hard. I want your shouts of delight to fill this
house. I want you to forget about everything but me, and then I want to have
you all over again until I am satisfied.”

“What else
would you like to do to me? You can’t just make me beg. You have to make me
want you.”

“Once I get
your shirt off and get you on top of me, I’d slip your nipple between my lips
and suck on it, running my tongue back and forth across it until you moaned
with delight.” Wyatt looked down at Cassie’s chest. He could see the outlines
of her nipples even through her bra. He wanted to slide his hand right under
her shirt and her bra and pinch her nipples until she shouted in delight. “I’d
worship every inch of your body,” he said.

Cassie took a deep breath and
placed her hand over Wyatt’s. “Show me,” she said. She slid his hand across the
waist of her pants, stopping when his fingers were over the button.

Keep
reading, “
Curves
for the Wolf
.”

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Excerpt from “
Forced by Wolves
:
”

As I pulled the dress on, Thane
stepped behind me and laced it up. I looked at myself in the mirror, I barely
recognized myself. Far from the sexual object I had just felt like, and far
from the protected daughter I had been, I felt like a woman. The dress pulled
against my waist and accentuated my breasts. The dress was in the old style,
elegant in a way I hadn’t seen in years.
Where
had he gotten it?

“That will do nicely for
tomorrow,” Thane said.

“What’s tomorrow?” I asked.

“Tomorrow I will formally
introduce you, after I have chosen your role.”

“What is my role?” I asked him.

He leaned in against me and
watched my reflection in the mirror, the pale light against the outline of my
body. He pulled me tighter against him, and I didn’t dare more or say anything.
What was he thinking?
As I looked at
him in the mirror, I wondered if he was even looking at me at all or if he was
lost in some memory.

“It is uncertain,” he finally
said after a long pause.

Slowly, he moved his hands up
the sides of my bodice, sending shivers through my body. I felt his thick
fingers tracing the spaces between my ribs.
 
My pulse quickened and breaths became
short and shallow. Thane leaned over my shoulder and whispered into my ear, “Do
I frighten you?”

Yes
. I wanted to say.
Yes,
you do
. But it wasn’t for the reason I would have guessed. I wasn’t afraid
of him. I was drawn to him, overpowered by physical attraction to him. I wanted
badly to give myself to him, and it terrified me.

“In a way,” I said. I looked at
his reflection behind mine in the mirror. He had begun unlacing the back of my
dress.
My dress
. I had never seen it
before a moment ago, and now it was my only possession in the world, a gift
from Thane.

He slipped the dress off my
shoulder, letting his fingers trail over my skin. He repeated this on the other
side and then pulled the dress down below my hips. I could feel his breath on
my neck, so soft it felt almost delicate against my skin. Just feeling it gave
me goose bumps. I shivered in anticipation, and I felt my nipples harden. From
what I had known of Thane, I hadn’t expected any restraint, any hesitation or
lightness of touch. “And what way would that be?”

He let the dress fall around my
ankles and placed his hands on my hips as he waited for my response. I placed
my hand over his and began to slide it down across my hip down toward my sex.
“You have a strange power over me,” I said. Thane let his fingers rest just
inches from where he had rubbed me so vigorously earlier in the night. I could
feel them moving slowly but surely downward.

“What if I said no?” I asked.

“You’d be lying,” Thane replied.
“You’re aroused. I can smell it on you. But you’re also afraid of something.”
He let his hand slide a little further down. My muscles tensed. Before, I could
blame my arousal on the situation, seeing everything happening below, following
Thane’s instructions, the unexpected rush of excitement, but here in my room,
as he slowly drove me to greater and greater heights of arousal, I knew I
couldn’t deny it. I wanted Thane in a way I had never known possible. I felt a
heat rising through my body, the same heat I had felt that morning when he ran
his hand up between my thighs. I wanted to give myself to him. “I won’t bite. I
promise. Tell me you desire me.”

I nodded yes.
Why wouldn’t he just take what he wanted?
I placed my hand back over his, pressing my thin fingers against his muscular
hand. For a moment, he hesitated, like he had second thoughts, but then he let
his hand slide between my legs and began to rub with a soft touch. The feeling
was wonderful, and I let out a soft, quick moan.

Thane pressed himself against
me, and I could feel him growing hard and hot behind me. He ran his free hand
up over my stomach and across my breasts lightly pinching the nipples. Then he
traced up the curve of my neck and brushed his hand across my cheek. He dragged
his finger across my lips and I licked my tongue across it and kissed it
slightly until he had slid his finger inside my mouth. I sucked on it lightly
as he continued to rub between my legs, and I don’t know if it was from rubbing
me or from how I played with his finger, but Thane had gotten completely hard,
and I could feel his great length pressed against my back.

I wanted him so badly. What was
he waiting for? I turned around slowly and knelt down before him. “I have not
forgotten,” he said as I undid his belt, “what it was like to be pure.” I could
see the deep muscles of his hips and his lower abdomen as I pulled his pants
lower. I wrapped my hand around his erection.

“As do I,” I replied. Maybe he
had forgotten fingering me as he made me watch wolf after wolf slide themselves
inside a whore.
I had been sold to him.
He had stoked passions I hadn’t known, had filled my core with pleasure, and
now he wanted to talk about purity?
I didn’t want to hear about his
nobility or his reticence, I wanted to take his cock in my mouth again, I
wanted to taste him, and I wanted him to have his way with me. I wanted him to
overpower me and claim me.

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Forced
by Wolves
”

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A free sample of: “
At the Doctor’s Desire
:”

“Stand up and hand me
the robe. Remember to place your weight on your good ankle. And there's no need
to be coy. I know you're aroused. I can see the excitement in your eyes, can
hear it in your breaths. You're a bit flush Emily. You’re slightly
inexperienced, but make up for it in personality. I like that. Stand up and
take off the robe."

I paused for a
moment. He was right. I was aroused.
 
Something in his voice, that confidence and strength stirred something
deep inside me. I felt the excitement deep in my core. I felt it in my chest.
As I stood before him, my heart pounded, and I could feel the heat of my
arousal between my legs. I was almost ashamed at how turned on I was.

"You were
looking for excitement, and now you have it. Grab the belt and undo it. Yes,
like that." I felt the top of the robe open, and I felt the air lapping
against my stomach as I pulled the robe fully open. I bit my lip as I looked at
Aiden. I wondered what he thought of my figure.

"Good. Now slip
the robe off your shoulder. I want you to focus on how the cloth feels against
your skin as it slides away. Then, I want you to focus on me, and how I'm
looking at your body. Look into my eyes as I watch the robe opening over your
breasts, exposing your nipples. They're quite hard right now aren't they?"

"Yes."

"Pull the robe
down to your waist and let it fall to the ground. Focus on the air against your
stomach and between your legs.” I could hear the robe hit the floor, and I felt
like all of my senses were heightened. “Good, now pick it up and hand it to
me.” I bent over and grabbed the robe.
 
I watched as Aiden admired the curve of my back as I bent, as he looked
at my breasts and my hips. I held the robe forward as I stood back up.

Earlier, when I had
been in front of him in the pool, I had been nervous. I had felt like I was out
of my body and watching what I was doing, but as I stood in front of Aiden in
his study, I felt something different. I wasn’t ashamed of myself. I wasn’t
modest. For a second, I though that this must be the kind of thing a person
like Kelly did. I felt sexy, confident, wanted. I didn’t know what Aiden was
going to do with me, but I didn’t care. I was so turned on. I was ready for
anything.

I was so turned on by
the way he looked at me that I looked right back at him, up and down the length
of his body. I wondered if he was getting hard. I could see the bulge of his
cock beneath his pants. I just couldn’t tell if he was starting to get hard or
if he were just that large. Either way, I wanted to find out.