Orla arrives at the front of a small house and sighs. It was her best friend's house.She knew that Rhea was around because she could hear her voice, she was talking to someone over the phone.Orla walked to the main door and stood, debating within herself if to knock or not.As much as she didn't want to bother Rhea, she didn't have much of a choice either, she was the only friend that she had in this city.She was desperate to get away from Logan, if she could hide from him for a few weeks, he would understand that she didn't want to be with him and he would probably stop looking for her.The door swung open and she came to face Rhea. The twenty five years old sinister crumpled her face and folded her arms on her chest."You have been standing here for minutes, did you forget how to use the doorbell?" She asked and Orla chuckled.Of course, Rhea was a werewolf as well, she could literally smell her from the inside."Hey sis, mind if I crash in for a few days," she requested, making
Orla came down from the cab with a mischievous smile on her face, Rhea would definitely kill her when she finds out that she took her credit card, or maybe not. They were really close friends so they shared everything.Speaking of sharing, she was putting on Rhea’s clothes right now and that pair looked damn sexy on her.A white crop top and satin black mini skirt. The crop top stopped just above her navel and she didn’t wear any bra underneath it. Her pointed nipples could be seen pressing against the top.Orla was slim but perfectly endowed in the right places, she had beautiful curves, medium sized natural tits and ass as well.She noticed that a lot of people were staring at her and a part of her loved it. Yes, she was beautiful and sexy, even though she was a slut, it never bothered her, at least not until Logan came into the picture.She had come to accept the fact that she was a Nympho and she stopped trying to give up, she stopped hating herself and came to terms with her addi
“Did… Did you see anything?” The man asked amidst stutter, his eyes narrowed in scrutiny.Orla chuckled and walked to the other side of the table, she sat down and kept her legs on top of the table, crossing them seductively.She was intentionally showing him her thighs, she knew what she was about to do wasn’t right but she just couldn’t fight the impulse.“Yes, I wasn’t here on time to enjoy the whole show, but at least I did see something,” she teased and giggled.The man crumpled his face. “What do you want? You won’t say a word about this, would you?” He queried.Orla could see the fear on his face, she could use it to her advantage and get what she wants from him, or maybe she should use the opportunity to get even more.She smirked at the thought of that; now the naughty side of her had taken over and there was no fighting it.“Which one should I answer?” She asked jokingly and laughed softly, then she spread her legs apart a bit, revealing a little of her inner thighs.The man
Orla checked the time on her wristwatch as she walked out of the library, she couldn’t believe how long she had stayed in here already. She was so engrossed with the fiction book that she was reading and she lost count of time.She was so hungry and needed to get back to Rhea’s house; it was certain that her best friend would have something edible ready by the time she got there.Orla was excited at the thought of that. Rhea was a very good cook, in fact, she had won awards at different cooking contests.What Orla loved the most was her waffles, that shapeless baked food with no specific name or taste; of course everyone calls it waffle Orla walked past the security man and chuckled, she ignored him because she was running out of time; did she even have anything to say to him?She got to the exit and opened her purse while walking out. She needed to find her cab fee to avoid fvcking a taxi man again; yes, it had happened before.This one time she forgot her credit card at home and sh
Logan stared at the phone as it rang, he could tell from the corner of his eye that Orla was staring at him. If he didn’t answer this call now, his father would be mad at him, and Orla might also feel that he was hiding something.After a little hesitation, Logan tapped on the green icon and accepted the call, he placed the phone by his right ear immediately.“Father,” he said solemnly, as he fondly referred to his old man. It might be funny to the ears but Logan thinks it’s childish to call his father ‘Dad’. He found the word ‘father’ to be more formal.“Logan, I have been getting a lot of reports lately and I hope you have good explanations for them.” The old man’s voice sounded from the other side.Logan sighed and looked at Orla, she turned her face the other way but he knew for sure that she could hear his father’s voice. Even a regular human will be able to hear the voice of the old Alpha coming from the other end of the phone, let alone a werewolf.Logan turned back to the stee
Orla wore night wear and stood in front of the mirror to check if it was fine. She smiled as she checked it out; she loved the curve around the cleavage and how it held her boobs together.She suddenly stopped smiling when it crossed her mind that the nightgown was not the only female stuff she found here.There was a wardrobe in the room, full of those clothes and shoes for ladies. There was a makeup kit in the room and every other thing there looked feminine.Even the bathroom she had showered in, the soap was for ladies. What would all this lady stuff be doing in his house since he claimed to live here alone? Aside from the workers!He couldn’t have possibly arranged them for her. Did he even know that he would find her or bring her back?She tried to catch a scent but it didn’t look like someone had been in the room in days, she couldn’t get a scent that belonged to a person.Just then, there was a knock on the door. Orla quickly curled her long hair and adjusted the nightgown to
Logan opened the bedroom door and walked in. He held it open, waiting for Orla to join him but she paused outside and smiled at him.“What's wrong?” He asked with a smirk. “Come in,” he instructed.She waved her head in refusal like a kid. “Nope, I don’t want to sleep on the same bed as you, and I like your sister’s room better,” she replied and pouted.Logan chuckled. “Fine, you should suit yourself,” he said with a smile and pointed towards the right; that was where the other room was situated.“Yes, I will,” she blurted and flung her red hair at him. She was aiming for his face but the distance was far so it didn’t get to him.Logan stood there and watched her walk away, he laughed softly and waved his head, then he had the door closed and walked to his bed.He sat on it and began to reminisce on how she fell into his arms earlier today looking hot and sexy. He hated that other men were staring at her but he didn’t want her to see him as an obsessed possessive junkie, so he had to
Logan yawned and opened his eyes; he looked towards the window, it was morning already. Slowly, he turned to his right and his eyes fell on her- a sleeping beautyHe couldn’t help but admire her in her sleep. Even with her eyes closed, she was the cutest little thing he had seen; he couldn’t resist to stare at her beautiful round faceHer heart shaped pinkish large lips were tempting to kiss and her nose that stuck there beautifully like a small cute button. Her red chubby cheeks were admirable and so were her long eyelashes.Everything about her was just perfect, she had a few strands of her natural red hair on her face which he was tempted to tuck to the side but he resisted the urge because he didn’t want to wake her up.Logan lay on his side with his hands on his jaw to support his body, he was close to her but they didn’t make contact.He just wanted to watch this sleeping beauty that the goddess had made all for him, he wished he had met her earlier, then his life would have bei