. . followed by a soft moan. He moved his hands to her back and she looked down at him. He felt her frustration and her need. He felt her confusion. H... leaned his head in and SUCKED her whole tit into his mouth, capturing all of the tender mound inside, while vigorously wiggling his tongue over her stiff nipple.‘Yesssss’ Her mind was almost in a state of unyielding pleasure. He sucked harder. ‘Yessss’ she secretly murmured. ‘He even bit the nipple and flicked his tongue over the hard tip . .. “Ha ha ha! So you’re a fucking werewolf are you then?” The laugh carried no mirth.“Well…yes as a matter of fact...” Dread flooded him and he wanted to cry suddenly. It wasn’t his fault that the slaver girl had ravaged him, all those years ago. It wasn’t like she looked strange or anything, just a black girl who was offering to screw his head off. Fuck it; he hadn’t even felt the bite at first until she started to suck him dry. He had a choice, drink from her or die. At the time, he was still. Without averting my gaze a degree, I walked towards her as surely as a predator moves to his next meal. No word was spoken as I entered her personal space, closer than is politely allowed in western culture without an uncomfortable sense of impropriety. Her initial look told me to back away, but I ignored it and she realized I did, making myself doubly a nuisance. My handshake, offered first to command a reply, another impropriety when dealing with a "lady," was returned with a grasp meant. ”With my grandfather’s help, Wade and I had worked through some of our problems. We both felt relieved that we were coming to terms with our relationship. Being together was paramount for both of us, although I was worried about how Wade’s father would take the news that he was moving to Colorado. We slept well through the night, waking early the next morning. After grabbing a shower and fixing my hair and make-up, I got dressed and packed for the trip home. The three of us ate breakfast in a.