Chapter 5

Martha's POV:

My heart was thudding as I watched the tall, formidable man stride out of the bathroom.

His golden eyes locked on mine, and I tensed, wondering if those were his real eyes or if he'd fixed them somehow.

Maybe I was thinking too much. There were no real werewolves. Maybe he just liked having a tattoo of a wolf on his body.

There was no way he could be a real werewolf. Did that mean those people who drew tattoos of birds, snakes, and dogs were real shape-shifters?

"No," I replied to my subconscious mind, trying to stay calm.

The man moved to meet me at the chair, and I stilled as his woody scent surrounded me like a blanket.

"How do you enjoy the meal?" he asked, his voice soft. His eyes peered at my hand as he held it and licked it.

The feel of his tongue licking my fingers sent chills down my spine, and my pûssy ached painfully.

I hadn't felt this way with Mark. Why was I reacting to this man like this?

He was a total stranger. I wasn't supposed to react to him this way, but my core throbbed with an intense desire to have sex with him.

I could feel my pûssy dripping wet juices, and he scooped me into his arms and took me to the bed.

I gulped heavily, knowing I'd finished all the chicken pepper soup. How could I do that?

I hadn't even asked him if he'd eaten.

"I'm sorry. I was so famished, and that's why I ate all the meal. You can minus it from my payment," I said shamelessly as he set me on the bed and lay on me.

"Haha," he chuckled and licked my lips, and my face flamed hot.

Why was he licking me like a dog? I was restless as he towered above me.

"If you're not satisfied, we can request more meals. I already ate with my men before I arrived here," he replied calmly. His gaze was on me as his masculine breath caressed my face.

"Alright," I replied nervously. I felt something rigid caressing my thighs.

Was that his cọck? I pondered, my heart throbbing faster.

"What's on your mind? I can hear your increased heartbeat," he said as he moved away from me on the bed.

I thought he'd lost interest, but he sat on the bed, watching me with admiration on his face.

"Nothing," I replied bashfully.

"Take off my towel," he commanded me, as he hadn't removed his towel yet. Probably, he didn't want to frighten me.

"I should take off your towel?" I asked him nervously, and he smiled.

"Yeah, it's almost midnight. Come on, I still have a long journey to travel tomorrow," he said, and I swallowed hard as my trembling hands moved closer to meet him.

I gently unfastened the towel from his waist and exposed his huge rod to my view.

I staggered backward on the bed as I was greeted by the massive size of his cọck.

"I…" My lips trembled as I said, "I can't take this. I'll die."

"You will. Just relax. Haven't you been with a man before? Come on, feel it," he spoke in a soothing voice that made me restless.

His voice sent heat through me as he gently took my right palm and placed it on his huge cọck.

"Feel it. You can take it. It's not that huge, and it'll fit you properly," he added, and my cheeks flushed.

My palms worked on his rod, caressing him, and he moaned.

"Do you like it?" he asked me, and I hand-jobbed his thick rod.

"Yes, but it's too big and veiny. Can I really take this? I don't want to die. I've heard that sex kills, and I can't take this," I said, and he chuckled.

"Just relax, and you'll enjoy it." He gestured for me to suck him.

"Use your mouth. Make me happy, and maybe I can double your payment," he said, and my mind wandered off to the money.

"Alright." I bent and parted my wet lips as I took him. He moaned. His hands held my head against him as I carefully parted my lips and pleasured him.

Sucking his huge rod made me wet and filled my mouth, but I pleasured him to ecstasy.

He moaned as I took him deep in my throat, pleasuring and sucking his rod until he climaxed.

"Fụck," he growled, and I shivered at his deep voice.

"I'm sorry. You're so hot. Come on, let me eat you up." He gestured for me to lie on the bed, and I was trembling.

"Are you going to eat me for real? I don't want to die," I said nervously, and he chuckled.

"Silly woman. I don't eat humans. What do you take me for, a beast? Or are you still scared of me? I want to pleasure your pụssy, so get those scary thoughts out of your head," he replied, his voice laced with anger, and I apologized.

"I'm sorry."

"It's fine. Come on, lie on the bed." He gestured to the bed for me to lie down.

My heart raced as I watched him move over me on the bed, and he removed my towel to reveal my slender body to his view.

I was expecting a look of disappointment on his face. But his eyes were relaxed, his lips watered, and curled in a beautiful smile.

"Delicious," he complimented me, and my cheeks flushed before I could use my palms to cover my boobs.

His hands caught my arms, spreading them wide on the bed. He went forward, and his lips captured my boobs as he sucked and fed on them.

"Mmm," I moaned at the intense pleasure he was filling me with.

After sucking my bréasts like a baby, he moved to my core and licked my wetness, swallowing my juices.

Even Mark, my fiancé, had never made me cum like this. The man was so good with his tongue as he pleasured my core and licked me clean.

Done, he prepared to make love to me.

"Are you ready?" he asked when he lay on me on the bed.

"Yes." I gulped heavily as he widened my legs apart.

"It'll hurt, but it'll pleasure you. So get prepared," he said before thrusting himself slowly into me.

I drew in a deep breath, groaning until he fit in. Once in me, he started moving his hips, thrusting slower and then faster.

"Ahh!" I moaned as he rode me on the bed.

Later, he pulled out and changed style, angling my waist in and having me on all fours. He thrust into me again, holding me firmly to take all of him.

"Ahh!" I moaned as he thrust and pumped himself deeper into me. My core clenched and unclenched. My womb vibrated as it felt like his cọck was aiming for it.

His hands held my waist firmly as he thrust deeper into me, moaning against my back.

"Ah! Fụck! Mmm!" He angled my waist, thrusting deeply until I felt something hot spilling into me. Before I could react and get away from him, my legs felt like jelly and I breathed heavily.

His lips captured my neck, and he bit me, making me groan in agony. It hurt at first, but he continued licking my neck, and my brain reeled. 'What kind of human being was he?'

Did humans bite themselves to leave hickeys on the skin?

I tried not to think about it as he held me firmly and slowly released my waist.

I collapsed on the bed, my legs trembling, my body vibrating on the bed, and everything turned dark as I lost consciousness.