The Wolf and I (MF)
[Siren Classic: Erotic Paranormal Romance, werewolves, voyeurism, public exhibition, HEA]
Ruby is just a widow who is trying to regain her independence from her selfish daughter and put an end to free daycare. When she moves to a new community, she learns that a walk on the wild side is exactly what she needs to find that she still has it going on. A chance encounter in the forest with Wolfram, a mysterious and handsome neighbor, becomes much more than an ordinary walk in the woods. Transfixed by his confidence, she is drawn into his world. With his help, Ruby rediscovers her courage and sexual passion in ways she never knew existed.
From the forest trails near her home to a tropical island resort, there are surprises at every turn. Ruby finds herself on a life-changing journey that has her taking wild chances. With a little encouragement from Wolfram, her mantra becomes, Be Dangerous. But will that be enough when she finds that her life is mirroring a fairy tale?
Note: This book is written in one point of view.
Note: This book is written in first-person point of view.
A Siren Erotic Romance
There was a knock on the door. I took a deep breath. This was it. There was no more time to worry. I opened the door and there stood Wolf looking as handsome as ever. In his hand was a potted orchid.
“I didn’t want to give you flowers that would last only a short time,” he said. “I thought something longer lasting was in order.”
I smiled, taking it from him. Orchids were my favorite but I had given them up when I was caring for Annabelle. This one was just beautiful. It was a deep red and white and when I leaned forward and inhaled, I was rewarded with the scent of chocolate and vanilla.
“Thank you,” I said, carrying it to the living room. “These are my favorite. How did you know?” I moved a figurine from the table in front of the window and set the orchid in its place.
I did not even hear Wolf follow me. “I had a feeling,” he said from right behind me and I jumped.
Wolf placed a hand on my waist to steady me and, as I turned, he pulled me to him. Our lips were only inches apart. When I looked into his eyes, I could see a carnal hunger and it ignited that flame in me. I wanted to press my lips to his and forget about dinner altogether. Tonight was not supposed to be like that, though. It was supposed to be about talking and getting to know one another better.
I looked down, breaking the spell, and took a step back. “We had better get going,” I said.
Wolf laughed. “You almost seem nervous, Ruby,” he said, taking my hand. “I promise I won’t bite.”
“I don’t know if you noticed,” I said, “I don’t have a lot of willpower around you.” I fiddled with my dress for a moment. “We should probably get going. Tonight is supposed to be about really getting to know one another and I don’t think that is going to happen if we stand here much longer.”
His eyes twinkled. “I wouldn’t mind that so much, but I did promise you dinner and I never go back on my promises. So, for that reason, how about we head out?”
“Thank you,” I said.
When we stepped out on my front porch, I saw Wolf’s car for the first time. Somehow, it seemed perfect for him. I did not know cars very well but I did know it was some sort of classic and I was happy to see the big blue car was sitting there with the convertible top down. He walked me to the curb and opened the door. When I was situated, he walked around and climbed in behind the wheel. He picked up a flat, silver box from the seat between us and handed it to me.
“Another gift?” I asked. I opened the box to find a beautiful light-blue scarf with tiny flowers all over it.
I gasped. “Oh, Wolf. It’s just beautiful.”
“Hermes,” he said. “Since I have the top down on the car tonight, I thought you might like something to keep your hair from getting messed in the wind.”
I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “You think of everything. Thank you, Wolf.”
“I hope you don’t mind,” he said as he started up the car and pulled away from the curb. “I thought we could go for Italian tonight. I know this great little place not far from here. It’s romantic and the food is great.”
“Sounds fine,” I said.
I pulled the scarf out of the box and folded it over my hair. Wolf was certainly earning points for being romantic tonight. I leaned back in the seat and admired my reflection in the mirror. The scarf made me feel a little bit like one of those old Hollywood beauties, all dressed up for a night on the town.
In no time at all, we arrived at the restaurant. We were seated immediately in at a cozy corner table that afforded us more privacy than most of the others. After the waiter seated us, we were left with a wine list and menus. I smiled at Wolf, enjoying the soft glow of candlelight that illuminated our table.
“Wine?” he asked. I liked that he did not assume.
“Please,” I said. I knew what his next question would be so I quickly added, “I will have whatever you are having.”
When our orders had been placed and we sat enjoying our wine, Wolf reached across the table and lightly stroked my fingers. His touch sent a tingle down my spine. “Tell me about Ruby,” he said. “I truly do want to know everything about you.”
And so I began speaking. I told him about everything from being married to Butch, to our years of moving around because of his military career, to raising Vera. I told him about losing Butch and ending up as Annabelle’s babysitter. I even told him about my decision to move to Shady Creek.
Somewhere in the middle of our meal, I turned the tables and asked Wolf to tell me about himself. “I was married once, a long time ago,” he said. “It ended badly.”
“I’m sorry,” I said.
“Don’t be,” he said. “Before I retired, I was a lawyer. I traveled a lot for work, so I suppose the divorce was partially my fault. I finished up business early on one trip and I decided to come home early and surprise my wife. When I got there, I found her in bed with the neighbor. I never even knew she was unhappy with me.”
“I’m…so sorry,” I repeated.
“I wanted to work things out and she didn’t. She ended up with the house and I moved across the country and started my life over. We didn’t have any kids so I never had to see her again. I never remarried and I haven’t looked back since.”
I reached across the table and placed my hand on top of his. My heart ached with pain for his past. I wanted to say something but I could not find the right words.
He brushed my hands away as he moved to remove my shirt and bra. “Don’t cover yourself,” he said. “You are beautiful just as you are.”
I found myself moving to make it easier for Wolf to peel off the last bit of clothing I had left covering me. I lay there, naked in the grass, and I could feel his body heat so close to me. My nipples stood at attention, aching to be touched. I wanted to feel Wolf against me. I wanted to feel him inside me. His fingers lightly pinched my nipples and a moan escaped my lips. I reached out to run my fingers over the head of his penis but he pulled away, just out of reach.
“Please,” I gasped. “I need you.”
He laughed. “I told you, ladies first.”
He laughed again then ran his finger through the clear liquid that glazed the head of his hard cock and brought it to my lips. I lapped it up. It was sweet and salty and I wanted more.
“Please!” I begged, but instead I was rewarded with a lingering kiss.
As if by themselves, my legs opened. I wanted Wolf to fill me. I wanted to feel him in the pit of my belly.
I gasped as words escaped my mouth. “Fuck me,” I said.
Wolf kissed his way down my body and when he moved over me, I lifted my hips, offering them to his erection. Instead, he moved so that his lips were just over my already wet pussy. I could feel his breath on my puffy lips. My hips rose and fell, begging.
And then, ever so lightly, his tongue lapped the dampness from the outer lips of my pussy. It felt like velvet and I wanted more. It had been so long. Finally, I felt his fingers spread my nether lips, exposing my engorged clitoris. Very slowly, he flicked the tip of his tongue over the magic spot, igniting a fire. His lips closed on my clit, sucking and tonguing at the same time. My body immediately erupted in an orgasm. Just when a wave that made me curl my toes washed over me, I felt his finger slide into my wanting vagina. He began working it in and out.
“Oh, God! Harder! More!” I cried and a second finger filled my vagina. It felt so good to be opened like that—his fingers sliding in and out, his lips and tongue working my clit. I couldn’t help myself. My hands found my breasts and I pinched my own nipples. My entire body shuddered in another orgasm.
When I felt like nothing could get any better, Wolf moved to place his penis against my pussy. “Are you sure?” he asked, rubbing the tip up and down my wet slit, teasing my clit with its hard head.
“Fuck me, Wolf.” I whimpered through clenched teeth. “Fuck me!”
With one swift movement, he pressed his hard cock halfway into my vagina. I sucked my breath in. His penis was thick. It felt so good, I couldn’t help but clench my vagina on his cock. Slowly, he pulled most of its length out, leaving just the head in. I felt empty and thrust my hips up, forcing some of the length back in.
Wolf groaned, causing a smile to spread across my lips. He pressed his penis in a little farther than before. And then he began working it in and out of my pussy in a rhythm, each time pushing in a little farther and a little farther. Finally, he pushed the full length of his cock into me and I swear I could feel him all the way into my belly. I had never felt so full and yet I wanted more. I was desperate to feel his warm seed inside me. Harder and faster he pressed with each thrust, my cunt clenching each time his penis threatened to pull out. I was on fire and I could do nothing but grunt in unison with him as he fucked me there, beside the creek.