Page 7 of Red (Everdark Tales #1)

He made her upset. Fuck, I want to break every single bone in his body, slowly and painfully to make him suffer as I do so. Though, comforting her is my top priority right now.

She’s holding back tears, I can tell, and it makes my insides twist. I feel even more sick knowing what a scumbag he truly is. It’s going to break her heart when she finds out the truth, I just know it.

I need to hold her so badly, but instead I pretend to be her pet—which I don’t mind, in all honesty. I can be whatever she wants me to be. Julia might see it differently when I finally come clean, however.

She rubs my belly for a bit longer as I lay on my back, trying not to get hard, or even worse, shift. That’s just fucking embarrassing when she baby talks me, but I can’t help getting excited in response to such tenderness in this form.

Thankfully, she lets me be before I fully lose it, and finishes unpacking the bags, then collects the laundry—completely unaware this bastard is still sitting in his truck outside her house.

He now knows who I am, no question about that. But he must’ve concluded how useless it’d be to challenge me alone, because he eventually gives up and drives away.

He’ll be certainly prepared next time.

And so will I.

Julia discovers the unexpected gift I left for her. I watch how she frantically tries to convince herself that somehow it’s her who made all that thick and sticky mess on her underwear. Like most humans, she’s conditioned to always find a reasonable explanation instead of trusting her own instincts. Yet, there’s nothing reasonable about her train of thoughts right now.

If she realized the danger she’s in, would she try to escape?

After changing the sheets and towels, she starts the washing machine before walking into the kitchen. She gets stakes ready for both of us—mine with no seasoning, which is far better than the dog food she tried to feed me with, and I can’t complain.

We eat together; her at the table and me on the floor, but I’m an animal to her, after all. I’ve already gotten used to hunting and eating raw meat straight from the source, however, a home cooked meal is still more enjoyable. It keeps me human, I suppose.

When we both finish, she washes up after dinner, then transfers her clean laundry into the dryer. Before she picks up a small parcel box, which was delivered at the door earlier today. She shimmies to her bedroom with it. Intrigued to see what got her so excited, I follow.

It’s an unknown to me electronic device, but by the shape and size of it, I think I have an idea what it’s for.

Such a naughty little girl.

She walks with the thing into the bathroom and cleanses it thoroughly under the sink before plugging it to the wall outlet by the cord back in her room. Leaving it on her nightstand, she goes to take a shower in meantime.

Like a freak that I obviously am, I watch her through a cracked door. Seeing her for the first time exceeds all my fantasies. I knew she’d be sensational, but her naked figure is so fucking mind-blowing I find it impossible to hold the wolf shape. Feeling dizzy, I impulsively phase, yet my eyes remain laser-focused on her.

She washes her hair; the wet strands of her normally tight curls are long enough to hit her waistline. Next, she uses a small razor to shave her legs and privates before scrubbing her entire body.

While the overhead waterfall is still on, she turns on the smaller, handheld wand to rinse off all the suds before directing it between her legs. And now I get why she might prefer it over her bathtub since the water pressure must be nice.

I really shouldn’t be seeing this, but I also can’t stop looking. I feel the rush of blood south, and my dick quickly begins to stiffen, extruding from its sheath.

She moans, the sound reverberates through the acoustics of her tiled bathroom. Even all the aromas of her shower products aren’t enough to dim the distinct scent of her arousal.

That’s it; this is my moment. I should reveal myself.

No, I’d probably cause her a heart attack if I suddenly appeared under her shower, starved to mate.

To tell the truth, somewhere at the bottom also lays my insecurity that she won’t be able to accept a monstrosity like me.

Thankfully—for me, not for her—she isn’t able to reach the climax. She accepts the defeat as she turns off the water and steps out of the glass cabin, wrapping a towel around herself. She moves toward the mirror above the sink, conditions her hair, combs it, then plops it. After which, she proceeds with some facial skincare regimen before she begins to rub lotion all over her body.

My palms burn to touch her silky-soft skin, and I’m unable to endure it any longer. I rush to the hallway where I start to pace around, trying to restore my composure.

Of course that’d be just my luck to be stuck here during her pampering night!

I collapse onto the floor against the wall to her bedroom, still too jittery to shift back. She’s only having a self-care moment, and I’m acting like a possessed maniac.

But if only the world could see her through my eyes, they would understand.

There’s a blowing sound coming from the bathroom that means she’s now drying her hair, I guess. When she’s finished, she moves into her room, lies down on the bed, and I can hear book pages turning.

She’s still very much titillated, though.

And so am I.

Unsure how much time passes, I suddenly detect a vibration pattern. I don’t recognize the noise, so I jump to my feet and curiously peep inside, only to discover it’s her new dirty toy, which I’ve already managed to forget about, considering everything else going on.

With lights dimmed, she lays naked in the middle of the mattress, her legs splayed and the thing in her hand.

I know she’s not about to use it on herself right now!

Oh, but she is.

The smell of her excitement hits my nostrils and wanders straight to my core. She licks the device, saturating its full length with her saliva, before directing it between her tights. Her back arches and her eyelids shut at the contact. She first drags it over her slick lips, then teases her clit, and finally, inserts it.

That’s the moment I lose my fucking mind.

I duck down under the doorframe and step inside to get a better look. As I keep staring, I start jacking off, ravenous like a true monster, unbothered whether I drag any attention.

She begins to fuck herself with the toy. And her beautiful moans fill the room, a symphony to my ears together with her wetness. Oh, she’d sound even sexier if it was me rutting inside her. Though, this vibrating thing is doing a better job than her own fingers or shower head, that’s for certain.

I rub the pad of my thumb over my leaking with precum tip, spreading the moisture, and I continue to match my strokes with her thrusts.

She uses her free hand to squeeze her breast while she plays with her clit some more. When she plunges back inside her tiny hole again, my control slips and I grunt loudly.

Her eyes zero in on me.

It takes her a moment to process the image in front of her—my figure taking up the entire doorway, yellow eyes glowing in the dark, hard wolf cock in my hand. What a romantic story to tell our future children.

At last, she screams in terror, leaping out of bed. She throws the thing at me, which I don’t bother to dodge, and it bounces off my chest to land somewhere on the floor by her nightstand. Still completely naked, she rushes to the sliding door and…

Runs.

FUCK!

I immediately chase after her—because of course I do—on all fours in full predator mode. I’m not using my superhuman speed to give her at least a little chance. Though, the truth is that I do it only for myself. It’s even more fun that way, and I relish every second of it.

Her erratic breathing pattern, tiny bare feet thumping against the ground with each stride, and her heart pounding in her chest are the only noises around but the complete stillness of the night. Perhaps it’s just the adrenaline pumping through her veins, but she’s actually quite fast for someone with her height.

I wonder whether she’d stop if she knew how badly this excites me.

I catch up to her in the orchard, sooner than I want, yet I also can’t drag it for too long.

I pin her down as I mount her from the rear with my palms wrapped securely around her wrists—her chest flat on the ground, pelvis high in the air. My jaws open wide between the back of her neck, grazing the skin enough to send a warning, but never harming her.

“Stop running,” I tell her, my voice raw and unhuman.

She reacts to hearing me speak with a gasp, immobilized beneath my body. And her sweet fragrance is tainted with a slight bitterness that could only mean fear.

She should be scared of me.

Yet, she continues to be stimulated; there’s no mistaking the bouquet she exudes.

“Are you going to kill me now?”

“Kill you?” I echo. “No, I could never hurt you. But you must stay still.”

I fight internally to regain control over the beast. But it’s useless. It’s not going away now.

I need to mark her.

My hips unconsciously rock against her ass. It’s so soft yet firm simultaneously, and I drool a little, impatient to feast on her.

“You’re turned on.” She breathes, her voice surprised, though still edged with panic.

“That’s what happens when you force me to chase you like a prey.” I press my cock between her juicy cheeks, very much with intention this time to let her feel how rigid she’s made me.

“God! What do you want from me?”

“I want to devour you, little Red.” I lick the sensitive skin along the side of her neck all the way to her ear before I whisper, “And no god is going to save you.”

As a whimper leaves her mouth, her aroma changes back to pure exhilaration. It’s stronger than ever before, encapsulating me entirely.

I can’t bite down the groan that escapes the back of my throat when I feel a rush of moisture between her legs that follows.

“You’re driving me insane.” My claws dig deeper into the soil as I tighten my hold around her wrists. “The scent of your arousal is divine.”

“Um… you can smell it?”

“Mhmm,” I muffle, smiling to myself, while I drag my fangs down her jugular. “I’d follow after you to the end of the world, woman.”

“You…” She chokes as the realization must be finally setting in. “You’ve been watching me, haven’t you?”

“Yes.” My teeth are now pressed against the hollow above her collarbone, and I have to stop myself from biting.

“Oh, this is so wrong!” She bucks her hips. “But it feels so fucking good!”

I put some more body weight on top of her to restrict her pelvis from thrusting yet again. I’m literally one move away from claiming her, but I know I’d break her with my current state of mind.

“Let me taste you,” I beg instead.

And she does. She lets me with a silent nod.

I free her hands as I move down her body, getting situated between her thighs. She arches her back, giving me a much better access, and I grab her perfectly round buttocks, loving how they fill my palms. Her skin contrasting against mine, making her appear almost ethereal. Then there’s her pussy—so plump and primed for me.

I’ve wanted this for so long, it feels like I’m about to pass out now that it’s happening. Just this morning, I’ve dreamed of licking her until the earth shatters. And here I have her willingly spread out for me, her juices shining in the faint glow of the moon.

“Please,” she purrs, her entire body shivers with anticipation. “I’m losing my mind.”

That’s all I need.

All I ever needed, in fact.

I lean over, and slowly trailing my extended tongue through her slit, I collect her sweetness.

“Mmmm… Fuck, baby. You’re even more delicious than I’ve imagined.”

Julia curses under her breath as I slide my hands onto her thighs to open her up for me a bit more. I lick up and down her soaked folds, before stopping at her entrance and teasing the opening of her little cunt, making her squirm.

Greeted with her raspy moan, I dip the tip inside her wetness at last.

So fucking tight, and warm, and soft…

I can’t take it, my mind keeps picturing how wonderful her pussy is going to feel around my cock when I fuck her.

I switch back to wiggle around her nether lips some more before I settle on her needy clit, blocking her legs from fidgeting.

“Yes! Oh yes!” She keeps chanting while I flick my tongue in circles over her pulsing nub.

Reaching climax, she screams, but certainly not from fear this time. Unable to get enough, I keep lapping up her heavenly essence like my life depends on it.

What an absolute goddess she is.

After she comes once more—harder, crying out louder—I can’t hold off my own release any longer. I straighten my back, then palm my shaft and give it a few fast strokes. I press the swollen knot to her center, just to feel her heat on it, as I shoot my cum all over her ass.

The visual is incredible. But it’s not enough and I’m still hard. I lean back over her, grab her hair, twisting the long curls around my wrist as I pull at it. My fangs sink in her elongated now neck, and I come yet again, spraying thick ropes of my seed along her spine.

After the euphoria washes over me, I’m able to taste her blood, and I lick the wound, making it disappear instantly.

Red trembles beneath me. “Did you just bite me?”

“I couldn’t help myself, I’m sorry.”

She brings her hand to the spot, and as soon as she touches the intact skin, her eyes widen.

“There’ll be no mark left,” I quickly answer her unspoken question. I’m certain that couldn’t have been painful for her, but I want to make sure she’s okay. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

She shakes her head. “Will I… change?”

“No. Don’t even worry about it.”

Julia then turns her head to the side to face me for the first time, and my heart skips a beat as she looks directly into my eyes. “Do you want to eat me?”

“I think I already have,” I joke in response. The beast’s still hungry for more, however. “No, I don’t consume humans.”

She relaxes. “Is it a sexual thing then?”

“Very much so.”

“That’s kinda hot.” She smiles bashfully.

She will ruin me.

I raise to my full height, gazing down at her, terrified it might be only a vivid dream.

But it’s all real.

She’s so perfect.

And she’s mine.