Cowboy Bikers MC Werewolves - Esther E. Schmidt Page 0,9
to close the distance between my nose and her pussy. I’m prevented from sliding closer when her fingers tighten in my fur and she roughly yanks my head up so her nose is touching mine.
“Naughty, Figor. The way you were herding the livestock made me think you were highly trained, and now this? This makes me think you’re just a simple horndog.”
She stands, grabs her bag, and turns to stalk into the direction of the house and before she enters, she says, “Come on, Figor, shift back, we have things to discuss.”
Yeah, we do. But I get the feeling we have different topics and ways in mind because my thoughts of discussing involves her underneath me naked while my cock and her pussy swap pleasantries.
I trot into my house and shift to my human form without any effort. Being a pure breed allows me the strength and experience to shift fluidly, almost within a blink of a second. Yes, the first few times growing up was the whole breaking bones and shifting into position, but through the years you obtain control and strength. For anyone watching a shift it’s as if seeing a tornado whirl. One moment you’re human, a blur, and the person comes out as a wolf.
Having two forms molded into one provides loads of emotions and abilities. Some might say the wolf lives within us, coming out when we shift. But we’re one and as a person, always fully in control. Animal instincts are our born instincts.
If a werewolf goes rogue it’s due to mental issues like any other human struggles with their inner battles. Except we have a natural born killer running through our veins, making us a danger to the world.
This is also the reason why we took Bevin in to guide him through the process since he was bitten and not a born werewolf. Being bitten also means he can’t shift on demand and can only turn during a full moon. Without knowledge or guidance, he can hurt himself or others.
Opal places her bag on the couch and her eyes hit my body, sliding down to look at my hard cock, pointing right at her.
“Holy shit balls. Clothes, Figor!” Her eyes hit the floor while her face flushes.
Fucking adorable.
“Not happening, sweets.” I give her a wolfish grin and stalk right by to get to the kitchen. All the running has made me thirsty.
Grabbing a bottle of water, I drain the contents in one go.
“Need something too?” I question.
Her eyes are on my ass when she mutters, “Clothes on you would be nice.”
“My house, my rules.” I chuckle and stalk right up to her, cup her face with both hands and slam my mouth over hers.
Her lips part from shock and I take advantage to swirl my tongue around hers. Some things are meant to be, and her taste on my tongue is a perfection I’ve been waiting for my whole life.
The need to fuck and claim her is roaring through my veins and I regretfully find the strength to pull back and end the kiss. Taking a few steps back I brace myself on the counter and close my eyes to get a fucking grip on myself.
Her delicate fingers slide over my back.
“Back up, Ophelia. You’re walking a very thin line by getting close and putting your hands on me. You call to every fiber of my being. My heart is beating with every breath you take to make our bodies pulse in sync. I can’t–”
“Shut up,” she snaps. “It’s hard to ignore when everything inside me craves to be near you. I worked day and night to stop myself from coming here these last few days. I know this is inevitable. There’s no ignoring an eternal mate. And it would be disrespecting something that’s a part of us. Many have been searching for decades, left with craving dreams and failing to find their missing other half. But you have to understand it’s hard for me to comprehend when I’ve been living a human life for years. Not to mention, you’re a freaking werewolf, Figor. How do you think my father will react?”
During her rant I turned to face her. She switched to pacing the kitchen while I’m leaning against the counter and watching her sundress sway with the sharp turns she makes.
“Your father will deal,” I simply say, getting her attention back to me. “He’s the president of the Death by Reaper, Hellhounds chapter and found an eternal mate in a woman who