Ebony paused at the edge of a clearing and glanced around uneasily. For the last two days she had felt as if she were being watched. She shook it off and entered the clearing where she had made her camp. She shrugged off the feeling as result of a lack of sleep and proceeded to make dinner.
Lucien watched the girl as she prepared a fire to roast the small game she had caught. He was hungry, but not for the food. He was hungry for her. Her beautiful sea-green eyes, Mediterranean complexion and long, ebony waves arose a hunger in him that he had not felt in years.
He fought back a growl as she skinned the animals with familiar precision. He was what one would call a werewolf, and wolves knew better than to frighten their prey off. He was a lone wolf without a pack, free to do whatever he wanted.
And what he wanted was her.
Ebony stiffened as the crack of a twig echoed nearby. Her head snapped around towards the sound but nothing was there. Suddenly, a heavy weight knocked her back and held her flat on her back. Her eyes jerked upwards and she screamed. A huge wolf man held her pinned to the forest floor, its mouth open in the beginning of a snarl.
She closed her eyes and waited for the pain of his bite but it never came. A ripping sound echoed around her and she looked down, confused by the lack of pain.
"Wha-" She broke off in a gasp as he shoved his snout into her bared mound and took a long, slow lick. Against her will, her body responded to his oral assault.
His cold nose brushed against her clit and she moaned softly. "God help me..."
He growled softly and nipped at her clit. "You will beg for me to fuck you soon enough." He picked her up and swung her over his shoulder as he made his way back to his den. Whenever she tried to struggle, he would growl warningly and she would fall limp again, too afraid of what he would do. She knew that whatever came next wouldn't be good.
