by Ally Miller
I pulled a half-full bottle of chardonnay out of the fridge and poured myself a glass. The wine would help me remain patient while I waited for the wolf to arrive. It would also help keep me calm once he did show up. I knew that if I was afraid, he would be able to sense it. There was no way that I would be able to fool his animal instincts. He would immediately pick up on any sign of weakness. I wanted to show him that I wasn’t like the other humans that he encountered.
I took the bottle of wine and my glass out to the back porch. The night air was cool and comfortable. After finishing my first glass, my mind began to wander. I thought back to the encounter I’d had earlier in the day with the jogger. He looked so uncomfortable when I asked whether he was from the area. That still didn’t make sense to me.
A sound coming from the bushes caught my attention. I pushed all of the wandering thoughts out of my mind and listened. A few moments of silence passed before I heard the sound again. It was clearly coming towards me.
I considered going back inside for my flashlight, but I quickly decided against that. There was enough light coming off the back porch for me to get a good look at anything or anybody that wandered into my backyard.
The sound came closer and closer. I stood up so I could get a better look into the bushes that ran around the perimeter of the yard.
My eyes scanned the darkness. I didn’t see anything at first. But then I saw something that nearly made me jump out of my skin.
There was a pair of eyes, dark green eyes staring at me from the bushes.
The wolf!
Chapter 8
I didn’t know whether to call out to it or wait for it to come to me. And I couldn’t figure out why he had come so close to the yard and then stopped.
My entire body sizzled with excitement, yet I was also anxious and a bit nervous. It took a few steps forward and its head emerged from the clump of bushes. I could tell by the way it stared at me that it was the same wolf.
It came all the way out of the bushes and continued toward me. I was frozen to the spot, but my brain was racing in a million different directions. As the wolf came closer and closer, I began to back up on the porch. I was seriously considering turning and running back inside.
But before I did something strange began to happen, something strange that I can hardly explain. The wolf raised its head and let out a loud howl towards the full moon. The sound made me shiver.
I had never heard anything like it from so close a distance.
After the sound died down, the wolf fixed its eyes on me. And then its form slowly began to change.
It was the most extraordinary thing I had ever seen. I stared with my mouth agape. A large light shined in my eyes and when the light disappeared a few seconds later, the wolf was gone.
But there was a man standing before me. I was certain that it was the same man who had come to my rescue earlier in the day.
He began walking towards me. I couldn’t see all of his body because of the darkness but I could sense that he was naked—completely naked.
When he got to within a few feet of me, he stopped walking and stared at me.
“I hope I haven’t scared you,” he said. His eyes shined brightly through the darkness, I was completely mesmerized. All I could think to do was to open my arms to him. I wanted him to embrace me. I wanted to feel his strong, masculine body enveloping me.
Before I could fall into his arms, I heard something rustling in the bushes. Colin’s eyes were filled with fear. I had no idea what was going on.
“What is that sound?” I asked.
He didn’t respond. But he kept looking in the direction of the sounds.
“You should probably go inside,” he said.
“Why what’s wrong?” I asked.
“Please, go inside,” he said. “Before it’s too late.”
Seconds later, I saw something coming out of the bushes. It was another wolf. Colin’s whole demeanor changed. He had a menacing look on his face.
The other wolf kept its eyes locked on Colin. I wanted to run inside. I wanted to scream. But my body was frozen and I was unable to form any words. Fear had taken hold of me.
The wolf stopped in the middle of my backyard. Without making a sound, it opened its jaw. The sight of its teeth made me tremble.
“Get out of here,” Colin yelled at the wolf.
The animal didn’t show any fear. It continued walking towards us. My skin began to crawl. I felt like I was going to throw up.
“I told you to get out of here,” Colin said. “Be gone!”
The wolf growled at us. It was a low, menacing growl.
That was all Colin could take. He howled at the moon. A bright light flashed. And when the light went away, Colin had shifted back into a wolf.
The two wolves eyed each other angrily. I didn’t want them to hurt each other. I especially didn’t want Colin to get hurt.
The other wolf leaped at his neck and pinned him to the ground.
But Colin quickly shook free of the hold. Then he lunged at the wolf and sunk his teeth into its neck. He didn’t remove his teeth from the animal until after it had stopped breathing.
When he took his teeth out of the other wolf, I noticed that something strange was happening. The wolf wasn’t dead. It was shifting.
Another bright light flashed. The wolf was gone.
In its place was a woman. But it wasn’t just any woman. It was Melissa. She was staring at me with fear and anger in her eyes. Before I could say anything, she took off running into the woods.
I think that’s the moment when the shock overwhelmed me and I passed out.
Chapter 9
Emily
When I woke up the next morning, I was in a bedroom that was not my own. Sunlight was streaming in through a large window. The bedroom was huge with a high ceiling. Before I got a chance to look around anymore, I heard footsteps coming down a hallway and toward the bedroom.
I sat up in the bed.
The doorknob turned and the door slowly opened.
It was Colin.
“How are you, Emily?” he asked, with a wide smile on his face. He was wearing a very stylish three-piece suit that perfectly complimented his slim but muscular physique.
“I’m fine,” I said. “But I have no idea where I am.”
He laughed and smiled at me warmly. “Yes, I thought you might ask me that,” he said.
“You are in my compound.”
“A compound?” I said in disbelief.
“Yes, it is located very deep in the forest, much deeper than you have ever been. I am sure of that.”
He came over and sat down on the bed.
I swallowed hard and had to look away from him. This was all too much for me.
“Have you recovered from the fall you took yesterday?” he asked.
It took me a minute to recall what he was talking about. So much had transpired in my life, so many strange things, during the last twenty-four hours.
“Yes, it was nothing,” I said. “And thanks again for coming to my rescue. I’m not sure what I would have done without you.”
“I love helping beautiful souls,” he said while staring directly into my eyes. I almost melted beneath the intensity and the passion of his gaze.
I began blushing. My pale face turned deep red.
“It’s true. I could tell there was something beautiful about you when I first saw you. Many, many, years ago.”
I looked up into his eyes. “We both grew up in this town,” he said. “I saw you many times when you were a young girl. You were always a little bit chubbier than the other girls. And you were the only one that I was really attracted to.”
I couldn’t help smiling. That was such a sweet thing to say. What woman could resist such a compliment?
“I knew that you were different because you would always say hi to my father.”
“Your father?” I said. “Now I’m really confused.”
“Yes, my father. He would often walk through the forest disguised
as a homeless man. He was not homeless. He was a very good businessman and he made a tremendous fortune for himself at a young age. But once he had obtained the money, he discovered that he was no longer happy. He yearned for a simpler life. He began a search for the perfect location. The search stretched over several years but he finally found this location, deep, very deep inside the forest. This is where I have lived all my life.”
I had nothing to say in response. It was still hard to make sense of what he was telling me. But it was clear from the look in his eyes that he wasn’t lying.
“So was your father a—” I couldn’t quite get the words out. Maybe I was afraid to offend him. Maybe I still couldn’t believe that the wolf and the man were the same being.
Thankfully, he didn’t have trouble understanding what I was trying to ask him.
“A wolf, you mean,” he said with a smile. “Yes, he was a wolf as well. That’s why he chose to live so deeply in the woods. This is where we were meant to live. I feel at home here.”
He turned his eyes away from me and sighed. Suddenly it seemed like he had been overcome by an extreme sadness.
I reached out and touched his arm. “What’s wrong?” I asked.
He took a minute before answering. I feared that I had done something to upset him.
Before I could ask, he turned and looked at me. “I am very happy that my father chose to raise me in this environment. There’s no way I would have been able to tolerate life in the city. But because I’ve spent all of my life here, I have different problems than he ever experienced.”
“Like what?” I asked.
Instead of answering the question, he kissed me gently on the lips then began to pull back. But I wouldn’t let him. I pulled him down on top of me.
I opened my mouth wide and he slipped his masterful tongue inside it. We kissed hungrily and began tearing at each other’s clothes.
We made love for hours in his bed. And we stayed in each other’s arms until morning.
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When I woke up, I reached out to the other side of the bed. It was empty. For a moment, I was seized by panic. But I quickly got a hold of myself. I could hear movement in the rest of the house and I could clearly smell food cooking.
I looked under the covers at my naked body. I really enjoyed staring at my curves. And I was excited that I had finally found a man who could appreciate them as well.
I smelled like sweat and sex and I felt like washing off before I went down stairs.
After showering, I slipped into a silk bathrobe and walked out of the bedroom. I made my way down a long, winding staircase.
Colin was waiting for me with a tray in his hands.
When I got to the bottom of the stairs, he smiled and kissed me on the lips. “I didn’t make this food,” he said. “But I wouldn’t allow anyone else to serve it to you.”
I blushed and thanked him.
"You have your own chef?"
"Yes, as you might imagine, I have quite the appetite."
"I think I could imagine that," I said a twinkle in my eyes, wondering when I would get to experience his voracious sexual appetite.
He leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips, cupping my face in his strong hands. I gazed into his eyes. They were dazzling, sparkling, penetrating. They were eyes that I wanted to wake up next to every morning for the rest of my life.
I pulled Colin down on top of me. I could feel his hard dick pressing into my thigh. I closed my eyes and moaned as I reached out for his cock.
"I can't wait to feel you inside of me," I said. "You make me so wet."
He smiled and kissed me lustily on the mouth, his tongue darting in and out, sloshing around.
As the large head of his cock pushed into my wet pussy, pleasure and excitement gripped my body. He grabbed my ass with both his hands and thrust even deeper. I could feel the juices oozing out of my pussy. I wrapped my legs around his torso, dug my heels into his ass urging him to fuck me, to fuck me harder and deeper. My body trembled. My voice quivered.
The next day I moved all of my belongings into Colin’s forest compound. I knew that I would be staying there for a long time.
THE END
Bonus 14 of 30
My Two Vampires
Description
Maurice has been dead but still walking the earth for nearly a century. But when he rescues the beautiful Rhea from a band of late-night, human attackers, he finds himself feeling like a human again. However, his clan leader soon sets his sights on Rhea to be his next bride, and this vindictive man will tempt Maurice into a ménage just to keep Rhea in his arms. Will Rhea succumb to the power of the vampire leader, or will Rhea and Maurice be able to break free of his spell and be together?
Chapter 1
***Rhea***
I hated having to walk home after a late shift. I worked at a casino in Reno, and I often got off in the wee hours of the morning. Most of my colleagues had cars that could get them home safely. They would have someone walk them to their car and then get in and drive off. They didn’t know how lucky they were.
I was twenty-two and thrown out into the world on my own years ago. I had finally gotten to a place where I could do some online schooling to become something more, instead of couch hopping. I had to choose between things like a car and being able to feed myself and being able to pay for college or having nice furniture.
On the outside, nobody knew exactly what my struggles were. I looked like anybody else, maybe even better. I was pretty like my mother had been; I knew that. My appearance belied the struggles when I walked out the door of that casino and into the desert night. I had to walk two miles in order to get to a home that was much less than perfect. But at least I was no longer subject to my father’s drunken episodes and my brother's torture. I was free.
It was around two in the morning when I began my journey, walking away from the bright lights of the casinos around where I worked and into the dark alleys of the city. I had been safe doing this for almost a year now and had gotten quite lucky. I hadn’t ever had to use the pepper spray I carried with me at all times. Though, I knew it was only a matter of time until someone took an interest in a young girl walking alone at night in the city.
I wasn't surprised, only anxious, as I felt this odd feeling like I was being watched or followed. I began to hear the occasional footstep behind me, but I just kept walking. Part of me hoped it was my imagination running wild on me like it did sometimes, and the other part of me knew my best defense was to keep walking and hope I could get to anywhere where there would be witnesses. If I made it that far, either someone could save me, or whoever wanted to do something to me might change their mind. Looking back and acknowledging the person would only incite them to attack.
All those ideas came crashing down when I began to hear a second set of footsteps. There was more than one person following me now, and I was about halfway through my journey home. There were plenty of places around here to pull me into the dark where no one would see or hear me. I reached my hand in my bag and clutched onto two things: my pepper spray and my keys. A key could do a little damage, and so could the small knife I kept on my keychain. I didn’t know how these things would hold up against more than one attacker, but I had to at least try.
I began to look around for a narrow path that I knew was nearby. It was smelly and led through an alley that I usually didn’t feel safe in, but my thought was that it was a shortcut. I knew that on the other side there would be a couple of businesses I could get to if I ran fast enough.
I found it and took the turn to the right. I could tell that the feet were getting faster, closing in on me. They thought they had me cornered. I worried about what it was they wanted from me as I picked up my pace as well, finally sprinting as I saw the other end that would come out on a street that usually had some traffic. But just as I reached the end, a man appeared pushing me back into the alley as the two men behind me caught up.
I pulled out my pepper spray, s
praying it liberally in the face of the man who had blocked my way out of the alley. I kicked at him, trying to take him down so I could get past him, but someone from behind yanked me back by my blonde hair, probably ripping a good chunk of it out.
I screamed and turned around, focusing on the two attackers that were at my back. I sprayed them until I dropped the pepper spray and then slashed out at them with my knife. I caught one of them in the face, but the man I had kicked recovered and grabbed my arms, crumpling all my defenses to the floor. I had already dropped my purse, and it was discarded and forgotten on the ground.
As one of the men held my arms tightly behind my back, I knew it wasn't my money or anything in my purse they wanted. They were there to hurt me, plain and simple.
One of the men got an evil grin on his face, and I could see he had several rotting teeth inside his mouth. It was sickening to look at.
He got real close to me and pulled a knife of his own, much bigger than mine, and held it up to my throat. His breath smelled like the rot of his teeth, and I gagged on it, trying not to throw up and cut my own throat. I had to find a way to live. I had too much to do to get my life in order. I was meant for more than a year working at a casino.
Chapter 2
***Maurice***
I found myself walking around the dark side of the city of Reno as I did most nights. I could not remember how many nights I had done this, or how long I had lived in this part of the United States. When you have been alive for over a century, your memories and time tend to blur together in a confusing mess of everlasting nothingness. At least that was how it felt to me. I hadn't been very close to other vampires who talked about any sort of human emotion. Most of our feelings were hidden behind blood lust. In my experience, it wasn't the only feeling we had, just the strongest. That was, until I heard the ear splitting scream of a woman in the night and followed the sound.
I climbed to the top of an old warehouse building that overlooked a dark alley where homeless humans would spend the night on occasion. That was where I took most of my human victims, when I had them. Those humans were often sick and weak, welcoming the idea of death so that their problems would fade away. Many of them called out to their gods or their lost loved ones as I drank them dry.
