I checked the time on my phone.18:13****Early EveningThe excited peal of laughter welcomed the arrival of David Harrison. I could see him in the court...ard as I looked down from my bedroom window. He looked tanned and relaxed in a short-sleeved salmon pink shirt and blue cargo shorts, a glass of white wine on his hand.I don’t know what it is about the privileged classes that gives them this air of superiority, but it oozed from every pore in his body. Looking up, he noticed me in the open. So Matt and I kinda just ... went with it.”“Yeah, we did. I blame the alcohol.”Tash scrunched up her nose and looked up at the big guy on her left. “I’m sure there was m-more than alcohol in your veins.”He scratched the scruff of his neck a little, looking away, embarrassed. “Er, I mean ... well, we are werewolves. We’re kinda always—”“Ready to fight,” Art said, grinning down at her as he did. Yeah, right. Fight, in this case, being anything strenuous involving biological functions. Should be. He kept it up until he was expended and exhausted. Then he collapsed and rested his weight on my back, holding me down against the heat of the car’s hood. I was overcome by emotion. Tears of happiness welled up in my eyes. All the buildup of sexual tension followed by this cathartic release was just too much for me.We remained coupled and enjoyed a moment of blissful afterglow. But, when our senses returned, we both realized where we were, and how exposed our act had been. We quickly arranged. He carried on shunting me forward until I was trapped against the bedhead then he took firm hold of my buttocks and started to rhythmically move in and out of me. Quite slowly at first but then faster and faster banging in deep with each thrust. He was unrelenting, on and on he went, never slowing. I thought he couldn't do it any harder but then he did and as I couldn't move and it was so hard and fast I could hardly breath. His fingers were digging into me so firmly I thought I'd be bruised..