“All he cares about is ejaculating. And he smells that she’s on the way. To him everything is looking good.”
“So what do we do?”
“We need to get you inside the observatory, but we have to wait until we’re sure she’s noticed you and is coming for the kill.”
“Make love to me first before I die,” Mary said dramatically.
“Stop it, you’re not going to die,” Dorek said. “No one is. I promise you that.” He took her by the hand and said, “Come on, we have to hurry.”
The entrance to the observatory was a large bronze door with planets and stars etched into it. It seemed custom made, and probably cost the city a lot of money. Thousands upon thousands, even.
Dorek looked it up and down and sighed, “Well, it can’t be helped,” and punched a hole through it. He reached in and unlocked it.
Mary’s knees quivered and she moaned out loud. So hot.
“This way,” he said.
The air was cold, not warm like Mary had hoped, and the room was bare. One massive telescope pointed upwards towards the heavens in the center of the room of an empty, large room, and that was it. Not exactly the greatest place to lure a werewolf in.
“OK, change of plan,” Dorek said. “We’re not going to be able to do anything fancy. We’re just going to have to run in and run out and pray we can close the door fast enough.”
“You just punched a hole in it,” Mary said. “Totally sexy, by the way, but what good does it do now?”
“I can keep it closed until backup arrives. Jordan is on his way.”
“Are we putting the male in there, too?”
“Yes, we have to lure them both in. I’m thinking that with her right there, the male won’t care if she wants to take you out. He’ll just pin her down and take care of business.”
“How are we going to lure them both in?”
“Well, he’ll be chasing her, and she’ll be chasing us. The girls are naturally faster than the boys, so it’s going to be a test of how fast I can move tonight and yet not lose him.”
Despite being drunk with lust, Mary bit her lip. She was scared.
“Don’t worry. This isn’t my first polka dance,” Dorek said.
“Owwwwwooooooooooooo!” Scott howled.
“She must be almost here. Come on. Get on my back,” Dorek said.
Mary did. She wrapped her hands around his neck and squeezed his torso with her thighs.
He jumped suddenly from the entrance of the observatory to the middle of the parking lot.
A good 70-foot jump.
“Holy shit, Dorek!” Mary exclaimed. “Do it again! Do it again!”
“You’ll have your fill of it in just a moment,” Dorek said. “There she is.”
Flying through the branches like a banshee, the female werewolf stopped in a thin, swaying pine tree. Heavily matted in light, golden brown fur. Ears pointy, breasts perky, she smelled Mary and growled loudly. She readied to pounce from the tree top, wiggling her but and swishing her tail.
“Oh Dorek,” Mary said and buried her eyes in him.
She squeezed him as hard as she could and felt him lurch to the right, jump quickly forward, and then practically fly high up into the air among the treetops before stopping quickly. The trees rustled again soon afterwards, and Mary heard the female growl only a few feet away as Dorek evaded her grasps and plunged downwards.
He landed lightly.
A quick lurch forward, and Mary heard the stillness of the observatory before she felt her body rushed upwards again.
Hollow metal sounds. Tap, tap, tap.
Mary braved a glance and saw that they were skipping to a stop at the top of the telescope.
The female quickly came in and sniffed them out. She growled angrily and stuck her butt up in the air again preparing to pounce. Scott the werewolf hurdled in and tackled her to the ground.
“That’s is our cue,” Dorek said. He jumped with such tremendous speed that Mary’s head had trouble processing. One second they were only a few feet away from red eyed beasts, and the next Dorek was zipping around and slamming the bronze door closed.
“Jump off!” he shouted.
Mary did and he leaned against the door with all of his strength.
The door pounded and jerked his body forward, but he kept it closed.
Then screaming… horrific, gut wrenching screaming. Breaking glass, falling pipes. They sounded like they were killing each other.
Mary said as much to Dorek.
“That, my dear Mary, is just what it sounds like when two werewolves fuck,” he said and laughed.
“Oh… well what do we do now?” Mary asked, tracing a finger from the top of his chest to the bottom of his groin. He quickly got large.
“Mary, please, not right now. If this door opens and one of them gets out, people will die. And one of them would probably be you.”
He winced as his stomach turned over and growled. She could hear it. It was really grumbling.
“Do you want to eat now?” she said worried.
The door started pounding rhythmically but not forcefully enough to cause him to lose his footing.
They were fucking right against the door.
“I don’t know how we would manage that,” Dorek said. “This whole game changes once they realize they can both push at the same time.”
“So you’re going to need your strength,” Mary said and raised her sweater up, showing him once again her round, magnificent breasts.
“Oh god, reposition my cock,” Dorek said. “It’s right against the zipper!”
Mary giggled and reached in and moved him to the side. “Here,” she said, raising her breasts to his mouth. “Drink.”
Fangs descended from his mouth. His canines on both the bottom and top of his mouth were much larger and sharper.
He took a deep breath and plunged his fangs into her soft breast, puncturing the skin around her nipple.
It only hurt a little bit at first, but then his tongue started swirling and sucking around her areola. Oh, she could cum just by that alone!
“Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” she exclaimed.
She had never cum just from having her tits sucked on before, but here it came.
The intense tingling at the tip of her nipple pulsed and ached across her entire breast, down through her stomach, and then broke and became a cataclysmic wave through her whole body.
She bucked and spasmed against him as she came. Jolt after jolt shot through her.
After it had passed, she realized she was leaning into him with her back arched, oblivious to the world.
But the orgasm did little to satiate her lust.
She held up her other breast and said, “Now this side, please.”
She was in the middle of cumming a second time when Jordan jumped into view.
“It looks like I got the wrong fucking beat tonight!” he exclaimed. She smiled at him, but returned her lust back to Dorek. One hot vampire was enough for her… for now.
CHAPTER 6
Backup, other than Jordan, finally came four hours before sunrise and secured the two werewolves.
Dorek dropped her off at her apartment and walked her up the fire escape.
She had forgotten to lock her back door, but a quick sweep through showed that no one had gone in. She paused at the end of her quick search and realized Dorek wasn’t behind her.
She went back to the kitchen and found him smiling at her.
“Can’t go inside a private residence unless I’m invited,” he said. “Public I can break into all day, but not private.”
“If only that was true for all police officers,” she said and smiled.
“Funny, har,” he said.
She walked up to the back door. Might as well have some fun with him.
“Is it just like some mental roadblock?” she asked tracing her sensitive, aching nipples, “Or is it full on magic? Is there like a force field or something? Magnetic waves pushing you out and al
l?”
“Well, kind of a bit of both,” he said. “Are you not going to invite me in? How many times did you cum while I drank from you?”
“I don’t even remember,” she said, shaking her head. And she really didn’t. Many of those orgasms had been in front of his partner, too, while he drank. She had never been entertainment for someone while cumming, but he had watched her like she was a part of some porno he had rented… and she liked it. She saw the outline of his cock through his pants. He wasn’t nearly as big as Dorek, but he was handsome.
“Please,” Dorek said. “You’ve had me worked up all night.”
She reached out and unzipped him, and his massive cock flopped out like a plank of wood.
She lowered to her knees and took him within her mouth. His cock was past the threshold, but his body was not.
Hm, she could have fun with this.
She pumped him with her hand as her tongue and mouth slithered all around his head and shaft.
He moaned loudly.
“Careful,” she said. “Or you’ll get arrested for indecency.”
“But you suck so well, Mary,” he said with his eyes closed.
She placed her hands on his ass and pulled herself to him, forcing herself to deepthroat him.
“Fuck yes!” he exclaimed. She started bobbing her head across his shaft faster and faster. She could taste his precum steadily oozing out.
He was going to cum soon.
He tried to reach in and grab her by the head, but the mystical laws of the universe forbade it— until, that is, she said he could come in. He then tried to touch her breasts, but they were too far past the door for him to do so.
“Fuck, Mary, please let me in. I need to touch you!”
She giggled on top of his cock, and started moaning loudly on him. All he could do was get his cock sucked. He might as well put his hands behind his back and realize he was at a glory hole.
Mary’s glory hole— meant just for him.
She brought her hand into play and began corkscrewing it around his member, keeping her mouth locked around him.
He shuddered.
“I’m going to fucking cum, Mary. Ah shit. I’m going to cum! Here I go!”
She surprised him by taking all of his cum in her mouth— rope after rope. Sweet, oozy gooey cords of cum swirled and shot on her tongue, filling her mouth. Oh, she loved how he tasted. Like nectar.
He shuddered as she squeezed the last of the cum out of his cock, and then exhaled deeply. “OK, can I come in now?” he asked.
She shook her head no and smiled at him.
“What! Why?” he asked.
She shrugged her shoulders. “When I’m done with you, maybe…” She sucked him quickly back and forth a few times before popping her head off. She swallowed his cum and felt immediately giddy. Were there benefits to humans consuming vampires? She smiled at the thought.
She stood up and saw that his erection wasn’t going anywhere. Nor was he.
She slid her yoga pants down and arched her ass to his cock, easing him into her. Inch after terrifying inch. He sure did have a huge cock on him!
She bounced her fat ass onto him
“Mary, ooh I just want to slap your ass,” he said. “Please let me in.”
“Not until I’m ready,” she said and smiled back at him.
He couldn’t thrust within her. He was completely at the mercy of her pace. But she knew what he wanted and how he needed it. She didn’t know how, but she did. She could sense it.
She increased the pace, and let her ass jiggle and shake on his member.
“I am so going to spank you when you let me in!”
“Promise?” she asked.
“Oh yes. Your ass is going to be sore for a week.”
She bounced on him faster.
Faster.
Faster still.
He started grunting like Scott in his werewolf state. He was an animal.
“Mary, I’m going to cum again soon! Oh Mary. Your ass is so hot. God you’re fucking hot!”
This was the moment she had been waiting for. Would it work?
“Cum inside of me! Cum in me, baby! Cum inside!”
The barrier broke and he fell into her.
He pushed her to the ground until she was laying on her stomach, and began fucking her full on helter skelter. The sound of their flesh smacking together filled the night air.
“Aaahhhhhhhoooooooooooooooo! YES! YES! YES!” Dorek growled with her door open. He shot his seed far within her. This time cumming more and harder than the first time. His cum sent her overboard and a full bodied orgasm roared through her too.
They collapsed to the ground, heaving and clinging to one another.
She looked at him and saw that his once smiling face got suddenly serious.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Well, I just… I just remembered that you’re entranced by me. I just remembered that this might not be real.”
Mary looked up to the ceiling and shook her head. “Boys can be so silly sometimes,” she said.
Dorek furrowed his brow.
“One,” she said and held up a finger. “I was fully aware of what I was doing all night long. Not once did I harbor a single doubt about spending the night with you— I was entranced, but I wanted to be. And two,” she held up another finger. “I was into you long before I ever saw you with your shades off. And so yes, you have a spell on me, stupid boy, but that spell has been on me a long time, and you have no control over it.”
Dorek smiled and said, “Promise?”
“I promise,” Mary said.
EPILOGUE
The next night, before he went to work, he showed up back at Mary’s back door.
“Will you help me get ready for work?” he asked with messy hair and a scruffy chin.
Mary reached out and pulled him by his shirt collar inside.
After they had loud, animal sex that disturbed the neighbors awake, she helped him choose a tie and combed his hair.
THE END
RANCHER BEAR’S BABY
STORY DESCRIPTION
Her life is a country song, no job, cheating boyfriend, pregnant by a one-night stand. What else can go wrong?
Elizabeth gave up everything and followed her boyfriend across the country hoping the move would cement their relationship.
Then, she found him in the arms of another woman.
Alex actually thinks it’s funny his father’s will states that the first to produce offspring inherits the family’s billion-dollar ranching operation.
He’d rather party and play than run a ranch.
When Alex meets Elizabeth, sparks ignite and they share a night of steamy passion.
Each cherishes only the memory of their one-night, until they receive news that they’ll soon have a little something else to cherish.
CHAPTER 1: Elizabeth
I kicked up dirt in my ruined ballet flats as I headed towards the sounds of screaming fans and country music. I wanted to find Sam and watch the rodeo with him. It was about time I tried to assimilate to the country way. We’d been in Landing, Wyoming for almost two weeks and I still hadn’t seen the little town’s nightlife.
As I spotted the small stadium, if you could even call it that, I couldn’t help comparing it to the nightlife I was used to. DC had everything, culture, dancing, drinking. There was more, but at twenty-three, those three things ranked pretty high on my list of fun things to do.
What ranked pretty low was walking down a dirt path between the only motel in Landing and the little mud hole where the rodeo was held. My flats were label and had cost me a pretty penny. A penny I no longer had, so I had no hope of replacing them. They’d been the victim of Sam thinking he was going to cheer me up about the dust I’d been tracking through to get to the local library. He’d tried to clean the delicate suede with a nice rough run through an industrial sized washing machine at the laundry mat.
The stadium was really just a big fence surrou
nding a bunch of dirt and a few sets of metal stands. There was a big wooden box set up on one end with windows revealing a few men who were giving commentary about what was happening in the dirt.
I passed by a few cowboys in their outfits and smiled at them. Of course, they just stared at me. If I had to say one thing about Landing’s population, it was that they were the most private stand-offish people I’d ever met. They weren’t big on strangers. While it seemed like they’d taken a liking to Sam, even the sweet looking librarian clammed up when I walked into the library, looking to borrow her paper to job hunt.
The metal seating was mostly full, which was surprising for the small town. I never expected so many people to show up for something that didn’t make much sense to me.
I stood at the bottom of the stands and looked for Sam, the guy I’d moved across the country with. He sure had been hard to find since we arrived in Landing. I could feel the people in the stands looking at me, but I ignored it and just focused on finding my newly mysterious boyfriend. I made my way around the stadium with no luck. I couldn’t find him anywhere.
He’d said that he would be there, so I found a seat and tried to blend into the crowd while I waited for him to show up. It wasn’t easy, that much was sure. Landing residents seemed to scoot away when I walked by them. I wanted to like them, but I’d never felt quite so shunned in my entire life. I didn’t think I’d done anything to offend them, but they all seemed to want to keep their distance from me.
The country music screeched to a halt and a man with a thick accent started talking about the next cowboy up. The men were riding bulls, which just seemed dangerous and pointless to me. I was slightly concerned for the bulls, too. It couldn’t be healthy for them to have such large men sitting on their backs. As I contemplated the cruelty level of bull riding, a man caught my eye.
I mean, caught my eye in a different way. Different because, first of all, he was the first person who had looked me in the eye since I’d arrived. Second, something seemed to sizzle in my lower belly the moment our gazes connected. Butterflies was too innocent a word to use for what I was feeling. In all actuality, it felt like someone had released a thousand tornadoes in my stomach, that were all spinning and swirling and trying to escape at once.
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