Laila - So, how high is the waterfall? I started a random topic. He looked up with a brief frown. - I don't know... It could be around 20 feet. He replied while I slowly moved closer to him. - Me no speak your feet language. I said in broken English. - How many meters? I asked again. I have no idea how much is even one foot. I gradually moved closer to him. James frowned. - I...I actually have no idea... You need to G****e for a converter. He shrugged with a frown. As I was close enough, I swung as much water as I could in his open eyes and took off giggling. He quickly grabbed my ankle. I let out a highly-pitched scream. Damn, he was fast! He has So good reflexes. I should have known, as the guy trains a lot. I tried to wiggle my ankle out, but his grip was strong. He had a mean look on his face. Upsy! I was quite a good swimmer so I did a 360 turn in the water and got my ankle free. I started to swim towards the waterfall as fast as I could. Though I knew that with those m
James My mind was clouded with lust. My thinking was foggy. I barely managed to ask questions to find out whether Laila gave me consent or not. My self-control was almost gone. After all these long and torturous weeks, her body was pressed to mine. She was in my hands – heating up from pleasure, shivering. She was moaning. Those sweet sounds echoed in my mind on repeat, as I loved those moans so much already. I could smell her arousal. It was driving me and my wolf nuts. All this is like a drug to my brain that sends my self-control out of the window. I've wanted her badly since day one and now I just can't stand it anymore. I can't postpone having her anymore. But should our first time be in bed, not in the middle of a wild forest? Something romantic with lit candles and rose petals? Did she even like stuff like that? F*ck, I don't even know those details about her... Idiot! She wasn’t a werewolf but she wasn't a typical American girl either that I had had this far. She was such an
Laila I've had different guys in bed. Well, not so many, but...anyway. Some touched my clitoris, some rubbed or licked it for five minutes as foreplay, and some didn't know what they were doing in the beginning until I taught them some tips. My exes rarely went down on me. Especially not on the first few times. I would give them blowjobs as I thought it was a fun part of the s*xual experience, but oral from their side was rare. I didn't ask for it either. Only my first boyfriend put the effort to bring me orgasms by licking my clit regularly. So at first, I thought that James was just a teaser. He was going round and round. Knowing he was a playboy, I wouldn't be surprised if he never went down on a girl. But as he started to rub me through my panties, oh, that felt nice. His kisses and hot mouth on my chilly skin were very much welcome. The autumn air and the cold stone under my but were cooling me down quickly. But his warm mouth and hands brought some comfort to parts where he tou
James - Sorry, I pushed you away. You said... you said not to come inside you, this was the first idea I could come up with. I apologized. - It’s ok. She shrugged. - Come here! I waved her towards me with my right hand while moving towards her myself as well. - I wanna hug you and kiss you. I added. She silently approached. - Look who is a cuddle-waddle teddy bear. She teased. I pulled her into the hug. My arms were around her neck as I was taller than her. - Yes. I replied to her firmly. She put her arms around my waist. I planted a kiss on her wet hair. - I love to have you in my arms. I have been longing for this since I laid my eyes on you. I said and pushed her back to look deeply into her eyes. A brief surprise flashed across her eyes until the mischief returned. - You have been longing for the s*x or the hug? She asked with a raised eyebrow. - Definitely the hugging part. I replied. I probably should have added the s*x part as well to be completely honest with
Laila Do you know that moment when you know you are perfectly healthy and wide awake and the next second you start to doubt your sanity and eyesight? Yes, that was me now. Did I faint on the wood floor unconscious from the fear but my mind kept working in this weird scenario about James turning into a gigantic dog just for entertainment? What kind of twisted entertainment did my mind think it was? Was this some magic trick? No, it wasn’t, was it? I was still wide awake and fully aware that instead of a human James, there was a huge, deep brown-colored dog. Yes, gigantic - it is at least twice my height. Within the first second, I sucked in a sharp breath. My heart skipped a beat. My breathing stopped. A big wave of shock, stress and fear washed over me. My brain and back started to tingle in a numbing way. As my heart rate accelerates and its thumping drums in my ears, I feel how my hands start to shake as well. I hate this feeling. It usually gives me a headache on top of it all...
JamesHer fists clenched tightly at her sides. She slumped in her seat again and was silent for some time. These sentences that came from her mouth hurt like a knife stabbed in my heart over and over again. My wolf whimpered inside. Did I just mess it all up? Didn’t we make amazing progress? We even mated! Was this a mistake? Should I have shown her my wolf later? But she had to know because with my wolf there came so many other things. I still had to explain a mate bond, packs, Alphas, Betas, Moon Goddess, etc.- Ahh!!She took in a sharp breath and looked at me with open mouth and wide eyes.- Does that mean... that... your mom and dad…and sisters?! Are they werewolves as well?!?!She asked in horror.- Yes, they are.I confirmed with a nod of my head. An apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I was being sarcastic in my thoughts. I guess it was some kind of self-defense mechanism.- Oh my God!She took another sharp breath through her mouth. Then she started to whine.- Oh no, no, n
LailaI stare at my phone as it rings and vibrates in my palm while my stomach turns into nervous knots. The caller ID is no other than Clair Montgomery. I've dreaded to have this conversation as in the back of my mind I knew she would call me sooner or later. Work-related or otherwise. I have to pick up her call. I know I do. It's just that...- Hello, Mrs. Montgomery! How are you?I say with a small smile and light voice. She is still my client. I just have to stick to professionalism.- My dear, Laila, I'm happy to hear your sweet voice. I'm okay, thank you for asking.She replies sweetly.- So how is the project going? Is everything still to your liking?I try to control the conversation.- Yes, yes, dear, everything is good. But I would like to ask you to visit me.Clair replies and requests.- Why? Has something happened? Are there any issues with the constructors or something?I ask hastily. Have they been sluggish? Sometimes hiring good and responsible constructors was an issu
- Good morning! How are you, Clair?I said the moment she came into my view. I know I sounded a bit out of breath but I tried to ignore it hoping she would too.- I’m good, thank you. How are you, my dear Laila?She replied with a bright smile and stood up from the sofa.- Fine. I’m fine.I breathed out as I stopped in front of her. I wasn’t here to talk about myself. I was a mess. She looked into my eyes for a long moment as if trying to read into my heart and soul. I didn't feel comfortable at all. Then she pulled me in for a hug taking me by surprise. I put my hands on her to steady myself. Then she pulled me away holding her hands on my shoulders.- It is really good to see you, Laila.She said but her tone of voice suggested as if she wanted to say something else.- Come, sit dear!She sat and patted the sofa next to her. I obediently sat down.- Would you like some tea or snacks?She offered. I wanted to decline but as I was inwardly shaking from the brief encounter with James,