The Werewolf Mega-Bundle 2 Part 6

"Oh, Ms. Bilson, you're back. Are you alright? You look like you just saw a ghost!" she said.

Sarah tried to catch her breath as she considered what she was going to say. It suddenly struck her as ridiculous that she had just been chased by a man who turned into a wolf; if that was even what had happened. They'll think I'm crazy if I tell them that! Maybe I am going crazy...

"I... I umm... I think I left my purse in the room that the doctor saw me in," she said, her heart still thumping in her chest like crazy.

"Oh. I'll go and check for you."

"I could just go myself. It was just in that little examination room down the end," Sarah said, wanting to stall for as long as possible. The thought of going back outside made her feel sick with fear.

The receptionist smiled and waved her down the hallway.

"That's fine. I've got a lot of paperwork to do here anyway," she said.

Sarah smiled and thanked her, and then headed down the long hall. The door to the room that Dr. Lyche had examined her in was ajar, and as she pushed it all the way open and turned the light on, she felt her heart rate slowing. Her mind was finally returning to its usual functioning, and she tried to think of a rational explanation for what she had seen. Dr. Lyche said that my other symptoms could be caused by stress. Maybe I've been so stressed that I've started hallucinating, and I imagined seeing him outside because I was fantasizing about him earlier. After all, werewolves don't exist. That's ridiculous.

A smile played on her lips as she realized how silly she was being, and opening her handbag, she pulled out a small makeup compact to see how messed up her hair was after running through the parking lot like a maniac. As she looked in the mirror and tucked a loose tendril of hair behind her ear, she heard the door close behind her and then froze in place, realizing that someone was in the room with her.

Still looking in the mirror, she saw a familiar face come into view. Dr. Lyche. She was about to turn around and force a smile, telling him that she had left her purse behind, when she saw his eyes glow the same bright amber that she had seen in the parking lot. Her heart leapt into her throat, and she slowly turned around, gazing up at him in terror as a heavy pine-needle scent filled the room.

"I know you saw me," he said, stepping closer to her. "You saw what I am."

His voice had changed from his usual kind, gentle tone to a rough growl, and his eyes seemed to pierce through her with a strange expression; something dangerous and distinctly animal-like.

Sarah shrank back from him and then b.u.mped into the blue exam table that stood on one side of the room. Her eyes widened as she clutched onto the wax paper that lay across the table, and she finally managed to find her tongue as her heart raced crazily in her chest again.

"What are you?" she asked, her voice nearly cracking as her mind reeled in fear.

"I'm a werewolf. You know that. You knew it the second you saw me s.h.i.+ft."

"I was just... I just wanted to see if you would sign my prescription. I didn't mean to stalk you around," she replied. "I'm sorry. I won't tell anyone. Please don't hurt me!"

"I won't hurt you," he said, stepping closer to her. "I must admit, your mere presence in here earlier caused quite a stir within me. Your scent is almost unbearably intoxicating to a wolf like me."

"What are you talking about?"

"You, Sarah. I caught your wonderful scent before I even stepped into that waiting room. I managed to keep myself under control, but I screwed up your prescription form because I couldn't concentrate properly. I knew if I didn't get outside right away I would s.h.i.+ft right then and there. You see, it's not just women that have a certain time of the month. I have one too."

"You mean... the full moon?"

"Yes. At every full moon I find it extremely difficult to function. My need to find a mate burns through me, and having you here didn't help. After you followed me and saw me s.h.i.+ft, I realized that you knew what I was, so I thought I may as well come back and take you."

"Take me where?" Sarah asked, her brain flooding with a confusing mixture of emotions.

She was terrified of what this man might do to her, even though he had said he wouldn't hurt her. On the other hand, though, she couldn't ignore the warm tingling sensation that was spreading down her belly and between her legs. Werewolf or not, the man was gorgeous, and she couldn't possibly deny that as her body responded to his presence like crazy.

Dr. Lyche chuckled at her question.

"I meant I want to take you as my mate," he said, advancing even further towards her as his eyes burned into hers.

"Your mate? You mean... you want to be with me?"

"Of course. A wolf like me can be driven mad by a woman like you. Curvy, smart and beautiful... you'll make the perfect mate," he growled, placing one hand on her shoulder.

Sarah had to admit she was tempted. After all, she had been very lonely in recent months, and she desperately craved the touch of a man. To top it all off, a tall, gorgeous doctor was standing right here, basically throwing himself at her how could she say no? There was just one problem...

"I don't know," she finally whispered, casting her eyes to the side and then back up at him. "You're a werewolf. I'm still afraid you'll hurt me."

"I promise I won't hurt you. All those myths you hear about werewolves being violent and crazy... they are just that - myths. We respect women, so I can a.s.sure your safety if you choose to let me take you as my mate," he said, his voice gruff with barely-contained arousal as his eyes traced over her body.

As he spoke, Sarah felt a rush of heat between her legs, and she knew that her body had already made the decision for her. She looked down at the hand that he had on her shoulder, and then back up at him as her lips quirked up. He grinned back at her as he realized that she wanted him as much as he wanted her, and his hand coasted over her shoulder and down over her waist and hips.

Sarah's cheeks turned pink again as she felt his large hands rub and caress her soft curves, and Dr. Lyche watched her with amus.e.m.e.nt before pressing his lips down to hers. She was surprised at how warm and soft his lips were as he hunted for a way into her mouth with his tongue, and he wrapped one arm around her waist while the other moved to the nape of her neck.

Opening her mouth to allow him to deepen the kiss, she closed her eyes and tentatively ran one hand over his chest. Even over his s.h.i.+rt, she could feel the tight, defined muscles that lay underneath, and her touch elicited a deep growl from his mouth as he broke away from the kiss.

He drew his head back for a moment and stared into her eyes, and then kissed her again, with increased hunger and urgency this time. The hand around her waist pulled her even closer to him, and the other hand slowly moved down from her neck as he traced a line down her back with his fingernail. Sarah felt a wild s.h.i.+ver run down her spine as goose b.u.mps p.r.i.c.kled up over her arms and neck, and their tongues explored each other's mouths for another delicious moment before he pulled away again.

"See? I'm not going to hurt you," he said, his voice hoa.r.s.e with desire.

Her fears had dissipated the second his warm lips had touched hers, and she let a devilish smile creep across her face as she stared up at him.

"I guess not," she replied. "Although, I'm still not sure. You might have to do more to prove it to me."

His amber eyes seemed to burn right into her soul as he listened to her response, and he grabbed her hands, pulling them to his chest as he let out another low growl. His expression conveyed a clear message to her, and she started to unb.u.t.ton his s.h.i.+rt while his hands moved to the front of her blouse.

Seconds later, her top was falling to the floor with his, and as she stood before him in only her skirt and bra, she felt the familiar pangs of self-consciousness that had plagued her for years. Dr. Lyche's eyes seemed to devour her as they lingered on her, though, and she remembered what he had said about how a curvy woman like her could drive a werewolf like him completely and utterly wild.

Her confidence began to return in spades; something she hadn't felt in years, and she kicked her ballet flats off and then reached around to the back of her skirt to unzip it, letting it fall to the floor along with her blouse as her eyes traveled over the hard muscles of his arms, chest and abdomen.

Dr. Lyche leaned down and took her in his arms again, and Sarah gasped softly as he moved his mouth over her neck and throat, planting warm kisses on her soft skin and occasionally nipping at her. The heat between her legs was starting to feel like a raging fire deep within her core, and she felt as if her entire body might be consumed by the flames if she did not have him at this instant.

As he nipped at her skin again, she boldly moved a hand to the front of his pants. He groaned softly against her neck, and she felt a distinct hardness straining the fabric as she toyed with his zip. His entire body seemed to radiate heat, and as he pulled away from her neck, the look in his bright eyes told her all she needed to know.

With one quick movement, he scooped her up in his strong arms and then placed her on the edge of the exam table. The wax paper that covered it felt strange against the bare skin of her thighs, and she let out a little moan of antic.i.p.ation as he yanked her legs apart and stood in between them before kissing her neck and collarbones again with a voracious hunger that Sarah had never experience with any of her ex-lovers. Werewolf or not, this man really wants me, she thought, still amazed that a simple doctor's visit had turned into all of this.

Dr. Lyche reached his hands around to the back of her bra and unhooked it, freeing her full, soft b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Growling at the sight of them, he buried his face in her cleavage before sliding his mouth over one of her pink nipples. They were both already stiff with her own desire, and Sarah felt a bolt of electricity course through her veins as he traced delicate little circles on her areola with his tongue.

After a moment, he reached up and cupped her b.r.e.a.s.t.s in his hands, and moving ever-so-slowly downwards, he kissed and nipped at her belly and hips. When he had reached the bottom of her stomach, he hooked his fingers into her panties and looked up at her, his jaw clenched in barely-contained arousal.

Sarah smiled and lifted her hips slightly to help him as he pulled her underwear down over her legs and ankles and then threw them aside, and she gasped as Dr. Lyche scooped her up in arms again, placing her down on her back on the exam table before climbing onto it as well. He nudged her legs apart again, and Sarah closed her eyes as she felt his warm mouth moving up and down her inner thighs, licking and nipping at the delicate skin.

As his mouth moved closer to the area between her legs, he looked up at her and let out a low growl as if she was some sort of delicious prize that he had been waiting forever to taste, and finally, he moved his head back down and buried it between her thighs, his tongue sliding into her folds as he licked up and down in long, fluid motions. Sarah ran a hand through his dark hair in encouragement, and moments later he settled his mouth over her c.l.i.toris, coaxing and teasing it out with his tongue until it was a hard, throbbing nub.

He hungrily lapped and sucked at her, and Sarah sighed with delight. She had never felt so desired in her entire life, and after a few moments of this treatment, the gorgeous werewolf doctor looked up at her with a smirk, his amber eyes seemingly reading her mind and knowing exactly what she wanted as he pressed one finger against her warm, wet opening.

She bit her lip and nodded, and as he pushed the finger inside, and threw her head back and closed her eyes again, moaning as he probed inside her, feeling her slick tightness as his tongue resumed tracing circles over her c.l.i.toris. He curled the finger inside her, locating a tiny, sensitive spot on her front wall, and as Sarah squirmed and moaned with delight, he growled from between her legs.

"Calm down."

The vibrations from his mouth nearly sent her over the edge, and she squirmed even more, despite what he had just told her.

"No," she whispered, her tone conveying her urgency. "This feels too good!"

Another moan escaped her mouth as he increased the pressure that his mouth was using against her c.l.i.toris, and Sarah struggled to hold herself down as he sucked and licked it, clutching onto the wax paper of the exam table. She couldn't bear his teasing any longer, so she ran her hands through his hair, tugging it and pulling his head closer.

"Please!" she said. "Do it faster!"

She felt him grin against her as he increased the speed that he was licking her with, and then gasped as he slid a second digit inside her warm tightness. Her mind was soon filled with nothing but desire for the werewolf between her thighs, and she couldn't even remember the reason that she had come to the clinic in the first place.

Dr. Lyche growled something else as he slowly pumped the fingers in and out of her. Sarah couldn't hear what it was, but the vibrations from his mouth sent shockwaves spiraling through her body again. Her heart was beating crazily as she began to move her hips up and down against his mouth, and seconds later she was coming, gasping and sighing with wanton delight as he continued to lap at her folds.

Finally, he came up for air and grinned before moving himself up the exam table and leaning down to kiss her as he propped himself up with his elbows on either side of her. She could taste herself on him as he pressed his lips to hers, and then moaned softly, still not fulfilled.

"I want more," she whispered once he had broken away from the kiss.

"I know," he growled softly, sliding his mouth over her ear. "So do I. You have no idea what you do to me."

He climbed off her and the exam table and then stood by it, pulling Sarah up by her shoulders so that she was sitting on the edge as she had been earlier. She responded by wrapping her legs around him, and Dr. Lyche smiled and unzipped his pants, tugging his underwear aside and letting his c.o.c.k spring free.

Sarah whimpered in frustration as he pressed the head against her but didn't slide it in. She wanted and needed him inside her more than anything else, but he continued to rub it up and down her slit for a few more seconds, teasing her until she thought she might go crazy. Finally, he pressed himself inside her, and growled as her hot, wet tightness enveloped him.

She stared right at his face as she felt him fill her, his yellow eyes flickering with burning pa.s.sion as he moved inside her. Every nerve ending seemed to be on fire, and she threw her arms around him, raking her nails up and down the hard muscles of his back as he began to thrust in and out of her, getting harder and faster with each incredible movement.

"Is this what you wanted?" he asked, staring right into her eyes.

"Oh, yes," she replied, her breath nearly catching in her throat as the doctor plunged in and out of her. "Oh, G.o.d, don't stop!"

Sarah began to move her hips back and forth in a rhythm with his, and every inch of his c.o.c.k filled her with a pulsating pleasure that she knew would send her careening over the edge of her second o.r.g.a.s.m soon. She closed her eyes and let out a moan of delight, never wanting the incredible ecstasy to end, and seconds later she felt a pressure building deep in her core, threatening to explode out of her at any moment.

She reached down and grabbed his lower back, pulling him inside her even further, and he groaned again and nipped at her full b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Then, he slowly moved one hand down her abdomen, letting it come to rest just above her c.l.i.toris.

She gasped as he began to rub and stroke her with delicate precision, and moments later the pressure exploded out of her, sending her over the edge again. As the warm waves of pleasure flooded through her, her entire body began to quiver uncontrollably, and she couldn't help but moan and gasp loudly with delight as Dr. Lyche held her down on the exam table with his strong arms and continued to thrust in and out of her. Her nails dug harder into his back, and after a moment, he pulled out.

"No, I don't want you to stop!" she begged, trying to pull him back in.

He growled again and pulled her off the table, an animal-like l.u.s.t flickering in his eyes.

"I want to take you from behind like a true wolf," he growled. "Also, I want to see your gorgeous curvy a.s.s as I slide in and out of you."

Sarah felt another tantalizing s.h.i.+ver race down her spine, and she turned around and placed her hands on the exam table. Arching her back, she turned her head and looked over her shoulder. Dr. Lyche was kneading and rubbing the smooth, creamy skin of her b.u.t.tocks, groaning with appreciation as he did so.

Without warning, he plunged himself back inside her from behind, and she moaned with delight as she felt him filling her up again. He reached one hand around to her front as he thrust in and out of her and began to rub her c.l.i.toris.

"I need you to come again for me," he murmured, his deep, gravelly voice alone nearly sending her to another peak.

Still sensitive from the two previous o.r.g.a.s.ms, it didn't take long for another wave of pleasurable warmth to sweep through her, and she closed her eyes and bit her lip to stop herself from screaming as she felt the o.r.g.a.s.mic aftershocks ripple through her body.

She could hear his breathing getting faster and heavier as he slid in and out of her, and she knew that he was about to come as well. She squeezed and contracted her muscles around his c.o.c.k, and within seconds he growled loudly and buried himself deep inside her, leaning forward and sinking his teeth into the back of her neck as he did so.

Nearly collapsing forward onto the exam table, Sarah rested her arms on it as she caught her breath, and when she felt that her body could support itself again, she turned around and looked at her new werewolf lover. The yellow had faded from his eyes, and they were their usual brown again as he gazed back at her.

"You know, being around you seems to have completely cured my headache," she said. "I think I'm all better, Dr. Lyche."

He gave her a wolfish grin and wrapped another arm around her waist.

"Well, you aren't a doctor, so you don't really know what you're talking about," he teased. "I happen to think that you aren't any better. You're going to have to come in for another check-up tomorrow night, and maybe every night after that."

He leaned down and kissed her again, and Sarah felt the crus.h.i.+ng loneliness that she had experienced for months simply melt away as if it had never even existed. Breaking away from the kiss, she looked up at him again, and his eyes took on an amber glow as they traveled over her still-naked body.

"You know... I think you're right, Dr. Lyche," she said, putting a hand up to her forehead and feigning another headache. "I think I might need another physical examination right now!"

Curves For The Alpha.

Another day's work was finally over, and Gemma sighed as she packed up her things, wondering what would be in store for her when she got home. All day, she had been looking forward to having a nice anniversary dinner cooked for her by her boyfriend, Jack, but as far as she knew he hadn't even remembered what day it was, let alone remembered his promise to make it a special night. Not even a single text message. Maybe this is a trick to throw me off. He probably has a big surprise planned, she thought, cheering up a little.

They had been together for one year, and today also marked the six-month anniversary of the two moving in together. Or rather, he had moved in with her. Jack had lost his job only a few months after they had met, so Gemma had been supporting him ever since while he looked for a new one. After he hadn't been able to pay his rent anymore, it had made sense for her to invite him to live with her.

He still hadn't found a new job yet, but she didn't mind. It was difficult considering the state of the economy right now. Besides, she made just enough to support the two of them at her office admin job, even though it was occasionally a struggle.

Lately, things had been rough. Jack had seemed distracted and irritable all the time, the s.e.x had dried up ages ago, and he had lost a lot of weight all signs of stress, Gemma a.s.sumed. He had been very difficult to be around, so she was hoping that he would make up for it tonight of all nights. By the time she pulled into the driveway, she was confident that there would be some big surprise waiting for her inside, but instead, she saw an unfamiliar car parked in the driveway.

That's strange. Why would he invite a friend over on our anniversary? Unless... he really forgot, she thought, feeling dejected again. As she stepped inside, she smelled something odd. It definitely wasn't dinner; that was for sure. It had a strange chemical odor, like nothing she had ever smelled before, and as she walked into the lounge room, she realized immediately what it was. Jack was sitting on the sofa with some woman that Gemma had never seen, and they were taking turns smoking something out of a gla.s.s pipe.

Suddenly, everything fell into place. His att.i.tude, his weight loss... he's been on drugs!

"Jack? What the h.e.l.l is going on?" she demanded.

He looked over at her and smirked.

"Oh, hey, babe. I was wondering when you'd finally show up. I want you to meet someone. This is my new girlfriend, Ana."

The other woman snickered and buried her face in her hands, clearly high out of her mind.

"What?" Gemma shouted. "Is this a joke?"

"No, babe. This is really happening. I met Ana a few months ago, and now we're moving in together. Ana knows how to keep it tight... unlike some people," Jack replied, gesturing towards her full figure.

Gemma fumed as she tried to figure out what to say. How dare he say that? I'm not fat. I'm just tall and curvy, unlike that skinny little rake over there who's only thin because of all the crack she smokes. In my house, apparently!

"How dare you?" she finally hissed. "I come home thinking that you might have something nice planned for our anniversary, and this is what I get? You sitting here, taking drugs and cheating on me? After everything I've done for you!"