naked, to the bathroom.
After the images of the forest, the light bouncing off the tiles almost blinded her. Somehow, it didn’t seem right that a perfectly ordinary woman’s face looked back at her out of the mirror. Her eyes had gone back to their normal brown, and her canines had shortened to within the range of normal human possibility. Her wolven self remained just below the surface, though. She could easily go outside and shift and search the darkened town for another of her kind. Even if she didn’t find the great gray male, she could find another wolf to take her in the way her body needed. Only then, he’d think he owned her, and he’d track her scent back here and mark the place as his own.
Males. You could reason with the humans -- most of the time, sort of. But only a wolf shifter could fill all your desires. The world sucked sometimes.
The human she’d just had appeared in the doorway. “You left.”
“I thought you were asleep.”
“I should be after that amazing sex.” He walked behind her, pinning her between his body and the sink. “You fucked my brains out.”
“Glad you liked it.”
“Like? Oh, baby.” He ran his hands over her ribs and cupped her breasts. “Thinking about it could make me hard again.”
She rubbed her ass against him but didn’t find a bulge. “I don’t think you’re ready.”
He nibbled at her neck. “Maybe if you sucked on it for a while.”
She turned around and pushed him away. “Look, Jeff…”
“Jim.”
“I’m sorry, Jim.” Now came the difficult part. Telling him to go the hell away. Nicely, of course.
“It was really great. You’re an incredible lover.”
“You inspire me.”
He tried to pull her into his embrace, but she held him off. “I don’t do seconds.”
His smile faltered. “What the hell does that mean?”
“I’m kind of a lone wolf.” Oh boy, was she.
“That howl.” His brows wrinkled. “I remember that now.”
“Anything else?” She held her breath waiting for his answer.
He was silent for a moment. “Only that noise you made when you came. It must have been good for you, or you wouldn’t have let loose with that noise.”
“It was.” She didn’t mention that she wouldn’t have climaxed at all without her fantasy. Some things were private, even if you stood naked in your bathroom with a man you’d just screwed.
“You must want more of that,” he said.
“We met in a club.” She shrugged. “Club rules. You have a good time. You say good-bye. End of story.”
“Yeah, well.” He stepped away from her, dropping his arms. “As brush-offs go, I guess that’s a gentle one.”
“I’m sorry, Jim. I’m not the right woman for you.” Or wolf.
He raised his hands in surrender. “Okay. I’m tail lights. You change your mind, you know what club to look in for me.”
“Thanks.”
She stood, hugging herself while he went back into the bedroom. He moved around in there while he found his clothes and got into them. Without another word, he went into the hallway. When her front door opened and closed, she let out the breath she’d been holding. Still, she went after him to throw the chain lock then turned and leaned against the door.
What a mess. But then, it always was. Either the man making a hasty retreat before she could make demands, not even sticking around long enough to discover she wanted him gone as much as he did. Or occasionally -- like tonight -- when the human wanted more. At least she didn’t have to worry about her safety, as human females did. One wrong step from a man, and she’d tear his throat out.
What a pleasant thought. Still naked, she went into her study and sat down at the computer. With its huge memory, it came up in seconds, her instant message light blinking. Her sister.
“What are you doing up?” she typed in.
“Two o’clock feeding. You?” came the answer.
She stared at the screen for a moment. “My one-night stand just went home” would only get her grief.
After the images of the forest, the light bouncing off the tiles almost blinded her. Somehow, it didn’t seem right that a perfectly ordinary woman’s face looked back at her out of the mirror. Her eyes had gone back to their normal brown, and her canines had shortened to within the range of normal human possibility. Her wolven self remained just below the surface, though. She could easily go outside and shift and search the darkened town for another of her kind. Even if she didn’t find the great gray male, she could find another wolf to take her in the way her body needed. Only then, he’d think he owned her, and he’d track her scent back here and mark the place as his own.
Males. You could reason with the humans -- most of the time, sort of. But only a wolf shifter could fill all your desires. The world sucked sometimes.
The human she’d just had appeared in the doorway. “You left.”
“I thought you were asleep.”
“I should be after that amazing sex.” He walked behind her, pinning her between his body and the sink. “You fucked my brains out.”
“Glad you liked it.”
“Like? Oh, baby.” He ran his hands over her ribs and cupped her breasts. “Thinking about it could make me hard again.”
She rubbed her ass against him but didn’t find a bulge. “I don’t think you’re ready.”
He nibbled at her neck. “Maybe if you sucked on it for a while.”
She turned around and pushed him away. “Look, Jeff…”
“Jim.”
“I’m sorry, Jim.” Now came the difficult part. Telling him to go the hell away. Nicely, of course.
“It was really great. You’re an incredible lover.”
“You inspire me.”
He tried to pull her into his embrace, but she held him off. “I don’t do seconds.”
His smile faltered. “What the hell does that mean?”
“I’m kind of a lone wolf.” Oh boy, was she.
“That howl.” His brows wrinkled. “I remember that now.”
“Anything else?” She held her breath waiting for his answer.
He was silent for a moment. “Only that noise you made when you came. It must have been good for you, or you wouldn’t have let loose with that noise.”
“It was.” She didn’t mention that she wouldn’t have climaxed at all without her fantasy. Some things were private, even if you stood naked in your bathroom with a man you’d just screwed.
“You must want more of that,” he said.
“We met in a club.” She shrugged. “Club rules. You have a good time. You say good-bye. End of story.”
“Yeah, well.” He stepped away from her, dropping his arms. “As brush-offs go, I guess that’s a gentle one.”
“I’m sorry, Jim. I’m not the right woman for you.” Or wolf.
He raised his hands in surrender. “Okay. I’m tail lights. You change your mind, you know what club to look in for me.”
“Thanks.”
She stood, hugging herself while he went back into the bedroom. He moved around in there while he found his clothes and got into them. Without another word, he went into the hallway. When her front door opened and closed, she let out the breath she’d been holding. Still, she went after him to throw the chain lock then turned and leaned against the door.
What a mess. But then, it always was. Either the man making a hasty retreat before she could make demands, not even sticking around long enough to discover she wanted him gone as much as he did. Or occasionally -- like tonight -- when the human wanted more. At least she didn’t have to worry about her safety, as human females did. One wrong step from a man, and she’d tear his throat out.
What a pleasant thought. Still naked, she went into her study and sat down at the computer. With its huge memory, it came up in seconds, her instant message light blinking. Her sister.
“What are you doing up?” she typed in.
“Two o’clock feeding. You?” came the answer.
She stared at the screen for a moment. “My one-night stand just went home” would only get her grief.
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