I didn’t even take my shoes off.”
He really couldn’t get worked up about it though. His whole body exuded a sense of wellbeing. He knew he shouldn’t feel this good, but he couldn’t help it.
He’d been sort of dreading this. Now the relief that he wasn’t writhing on the floor in agony almost equaled the pure bliss radiating from his still throbbing dick.
It had been a long time.
He turned his attention to the woman at his side. So far, she hadn’t said anything. She’d been a virgin and this had hardly been a great introduction to making love. Except for him. For him it had been great. But he needn’t have worried; when he looked into her face, he saw his own relief reflected there.
He shifted closer, leaned down over her, and kissed her lightly on the lips. “Next time will be better.” Then he kissed her again. Kissed her how he’d wanted to kiss her before they’d made love but hadn’t dared. His mouth slanted over hers, he parted her lips with his tongue and pushed inside.
She moved restlessly against him, her hands coming up to slide into his hair, pull him closer and his cock twitched. All set for another go.
Not going to happen.
Not yet at least.
He pulled free. For a second, her fingers tightened in his hair and then she released him. Tugging the sheet over her, she sat leaning against the wall.
She picked up his hand and played with his fingers. “I never thought I would get this with anyone.”
“This?”
“Just being close. Touching. You’ve given me so much, and I wanted you to know—even if it doesn’t work—it will still have been worth it.”
“It will work.”
The truth was he had no clue whether it would or not. But then, he had no clue how the whole werewolf thing worked. He’d questioned Sebastian, but really, no one knew. He suspected it involved magic, whatever that meant. As a doctor and a scientist, he’d never believed in magic. But then he’d never believed in vampires or werewolves either and he’d been totally wrong there. Maybe magic was just another science they didn’t yet understand. He would start investigating when this thing with Keira was resolved.
“So what happens now?” she asked.
Connor glanced at the clock on the wall. “Any moment now, the moon will rise.” Already, he could feel the tug of the full moon, stirring a wild excitement in his blood. “Then you shift. I can’t take you out of here until then. But as soon as you change, I’ll drive us out to the forest where you can run.”
“Will it hurt? Shifting I mean?”
Connor remembered back to his own first time. The fear and confusion, the pain as though his body was being ripped apart, his bones smashed into splinters. Of course, he’d been in total denial and he suspected that’s why it had hurt so badly.
“No, it shouldn’t hurt.”
“What must I do?” she asked.
“Relax. This is magic, let it flow through you.”
Keira held herself immobile and closed her eyes.
“Good girl,” Connor murmured.
He saw the moment the magic took over, and the creature within her roared to be free. For a moment, she held it at bay. Then she opened her eyes and they gleamed feral. The change came over her smoothly, no pain as she accepted her beast. Then she vanished, and in her place stood a dark brown wolf, with deep golden eyes.
Connor felt a moment of regret for the woman she had been and would never be again. She was one of them now.
One of the monsters.
But even as the thought crossed his mind, he pushed it aside. Keira could never be a monster. Whatever this changed in her, she was intrinsically the same person.
Did that mean so was he?
Had he been wrong all this time? Could it be that he didn’t have to be evil after all?
***
The door opened. For a moment, she stood poised in the opening. Low in the sky, the fat yellow moon hung heavy and the magic shifted inside her. She leapt to the ground and stood on all fours sniffing the air. The world was changed. Twisting
He really couldn’t get worked up about it though. His whole body exuded a sense of wellbeing. He knew he shouldn’t feel this good, but he couldn’t help it.
He’d been sort of dreading this. Now the relief that he wasn’t writhing on the floor in agony almost equaled the pure bliss radiating from his still throbbing dick.
It had been a long time.
He turned his attention to the woman at his side. So far, she hadn’t said anything. She’d been a virgin and this had hardly been a great introduction to making love. Except for him. For him it had been great. But he needn’t have worried; when he looked into her face, he saw his own relief reflected there.
He shifted closer, leaned down over her, and kissed her lightly on the lips. “Next time will be better.” Then he kissed her again. Kissed her how he’d wanted to kiss her before they’d made love but hadn’t dared. His mouth slanted over hers, he parted her lips with his tongue and pushed inside.
She moved restlessly against him, her hands coming up to slide into his hair, pull him closer and his cock twitched. All set for another go.
Not going to happen.
Not yet at least.
He pulled free. For a second, her fingers tightened in his hair and then she released him. Tugging the sheet over her, she sat leaning against the wall.
She picked up his hand and played with his fingers. “I never thought I would get this with anyone.”
“This?”
“Just being close. Touching. You’ve given me so much, and I wanted you to know—even if it doesn’t work—it will still have been worth it.”
“It will work.”
The truth was he had no clue whether it would or not. But then, he had no clue how the whole werewolf thing worked. He’d questioned Sebastian, but really, no one knew. He suspected it involved magic, whatever that meant. As a doctor and a scientist, he’d never believed in magic. But then he’d never believed in vampires or werewolves either and he’d been totally wrong there. Maybe magic was just another science they didn’t yet understand. He would start investigating when this thing with Keira was resolved.
“So what happens now?” she asked.
Connor glanced at the clock on the wall. “Any moment now, the moon will rise.” Already, he could feel the tug of the full moon, stirring a wild excitement in his blood. “Then you shift. I can’t take you out of here until then. But as soon as you change, I’ll drive us out to the forest where you can run.”
“Will it hurt? Shifting I mean?”
Connor remembered back to his own first time. The fear and confusion, the pain as though his body was being ripped apart, his bones smashed into splinters. Of course, he’d been in total denial and he suspected that’s why it had hurt so badly.
“No, it shouldn’t hurt.”
“What must I do?” she asked.
“Relax. This is magic, let it flow through you.”
Keira held herself immobile and closed her eyes.
“Good girl,” Connor murmured.
He saw the moment the magic took over, and the creature within her roared to be free. For a moment, she held it at bay. Then she opened her eyes and they gleamed feral. The change came over her smoothly, no pain as she accepted her beast. Then she vanished, and in her place stood a dark brown wolf, with deep golden eyes.
Connor felt a moment of regret for the woman she had been and would never be again. She was one of them now.
One of the monsters.
But even as the thought crossed his mind, he pushed it aside. Keira could never be a monster. Whatever this changed in her, she was intrinsically the same person.
Did that mean so was he?
Had he been wrong all this time? Could it be that he didn’t have to be evil after all?
***
The door opened. For a moment, she stood poised in the opening. Low in the sky, the fat yellow moon hung heavy and the magic shifted inside her. She leapt to the ground and stood on all fours sniffing the air. The world was changed. Twisting
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