The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

NEW STORY TITLE: A horny girl, a quickie in the woods, and a hungry wolf.(Werewolf erotica).. Enjoy

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Selena kicked off her high heels at the edge of the woods, a smile and a curl of her finger beckoning him over.

He was still a few feet away, seeming hesitant to enter the dark woods.

In the distance, a howl echoed, followed shortly by a softer response. They both froze up for a second, listening, but as the sound faded, she smiled again. The man she beckoned still seemed uncertain, taking a step back from her.

“Oh come on,” Selena called out, “A big guy like you isn’t afraid of things that go bump in the night, right?”

He looked past her toward the woods. It’s now or never, Nick. “Not a chance,” he said as he ran over.

The path was soft, and she loved the feel of it beneath her toes. It was a simplistic way of connecting herself to nature, but it worked. She slid her hand in his as he got nearer, then she looked over her shoulder, “For a second, I thought you were going to run the other way,” she laughed softly at the notion.

He ran his free hand through his hair. “It’s just a wolf, right? Nothing to be afraid of.”

Selena playfully arched her eyebrow, “Could be a werewolf coming to rip us to shreds. It is a full moon.”

He stopped, a grimace on his face, “Why would you say something like that?”

Her smile faded, “It was just a joke. It’s not like werewolves exist.”

His expression softened, and he nodded, “Right.”

She pulled her hand from his and walked ahead as she rolled her eyes. She was confident he’d follow; he seemed just as desperate for a fuck as she was. Maybe I shoulda went after the older guy. He probably wouldn’t much care about things like wolves.

Nick picked up his pace slightly, “Why do you want to go into the woods, anyway? Why not your car? Or my car? Or a hotel, if you don’t want me to know where you live?”Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Her annoyance faded, and her toes curled against the soft ground, “I like nature. There’s a certain animalistic quality that comes about in the woods that never seems to emerge when safely tucked away in enclosures. It’s raw. Passionate,” her eyes caught a glint of the moonlight trickling through the canopy above. He was taken in by the bright blue shine of her eyes. She sighed and smiled as she lifted her gaze to meet his, “Besides, a car and a hotel don’t leave little scratches on your skin from the roughness of bark rubbing against it.”

“Doesn’t that hurt?”

Selena smiled. “That’s the point. But there’s a pleasure that comes with pain.” She tugged on his hand, urging him to move faster, “My favorite thing is the chase. You give me a head start and just follow the path straight through. It opens to a clearing, and that’s where I’ll be.”

“Maybe we should stick together?”

“Are you afraid to be alone in the woods? Need five-foot-nothing me to protect you?”

He bristled. “No, thinking maybe you shouldn’t be alone because you’re five-foot-nothing and there’s clearly wolves around here somewhere.”

“I’ve been coming to these woods for decades. Even sat in the clearing with a wolf lying on the opposite side, each of us doing our own thing beneath the moonlight. I’m not afraid of them.”

He balked at that. “You sat in a field across from a fucking wolf?”

“Well, it wasn’t fucking. It was just lying there, relaxing beneath the moon. Or possibly hunting bunnies, I’m not sure. It was chill, though. I’m determined to pet one eventually.”

His tone was incredulous, “Pet one? Are you insane?”

Selena smirked, taking a moment before responding, “I certainly don’t think so. Like I said, he was doing his thing and I was doing mine.”

“And that didn’t freak you out even a little?”

“Maybe it would’ve if he’d approached me, but he didn’t. He stayed on his side, I stayed on mine. Come on, you’re not afraid of wolves, are you?”

A howl sounded again, making her blood run cold for a moment. It seemed different somehow. Aggressive. More primal with a depth the previous howl hadn’t possessed. It reverberated through the air and prickled the skin on her arms and neck.

He saw it and smirked, “So you’re not so tough when they get closer, huh?”

She straightened, pulling back her shoulders as she lifted her head, “Are we going to do a slow walk through the woods chatting, or are you going to chase me into that clearing so you can push me up against a tree and fuck me?” She danced away from him, teasing.

“What happened to the flirty coy girl from the bar?” He took a step after her.

“She’s really horny and her intended lover is only talking to her. She’s a little annoyed.”

“Is that so?” he moved closer to her and ran his hand along the side of her neck, letting his fingers drift up into her hair, “Would she rather he be more forward?”

“She really would.”

He tugged on her hair, and she smiled as he spoke, “I’ll give you a two minute head start, but once I catch you, I get to call the shots.”

“Good boy,” Selena teased, causing him to blush.

Nick released her hair, and she turned toward him, walking backwards as she unbuttoned her top, “I’ll even leave you a trail to follow.”

He smiled as she spread open her top to give him a glimpse of her red lace bra. She turned away from him, unbuttoning her black silk shirt as she did so. She let it slide from her shoulders, exposing her upper back before pulling the sleeves, gathering it in her hand, tossing it high, and letting it fall. She didn’t see where it landed. She liked that top, but clothes weren’t her priority right now. Besides, she knew this trail well. She’d be able to retrieve it later. If her little display got his blood racing, it was worth it.

She looked over her shoulder; his eyes were fixated on her, exactly as she’d hoped. She started to jog. The dirt under her feet kicked up in places, and part of her wanted to run for the rush of endorphins. A hit of dopamine followed by the rush of oxytocin in post-orgasmic bliss. Instant gratification intensified through a lasting pleasure response. But the guy she’d picked up at the bar was attractive, and that was enough to give her that initial surge of pleasure. The anticipation was like a drug.

Two-minute head start.

She stopped out of sight of him and undid the closures on her hip. Her skirt fell down her legs, and she laid it carefully on a convenient rock. The skirt was expensive, and she had no interest in ruining it. Besides, she wouldn’t want him to miss seeing it.

The air on her skin was exhilarating. It was crisp, but it wasn’t freezing, so being in her underwear wasn’t making her shiver. She could see the clearing ahead and unfastened her bra, letting it slide off her arms before hanging it on a prominent branch. The underclothes didn’t much matter. She didn’t need them to get home like she did with her top and skirt. Still, she liked them and didn’t want to lose them… but more importantly, she wanted him to notice.

Selena took a deep breath as her breasts were uncovered in the night air before lifting her hands and doing a slight spin of delight at the feeling. She wondered if anyone was watching, and even though she knew it was unlikely, the thought gave her a thrill.

The crack of a breaking twig sounded somewhere behind her, and she spun toward it, her arm draped across her breasts as she peered into the trees. It hadn’t come from the path she’d taken from Nick. Had he circled around? Her breathing came faster. She hoped it was him. Perhaps she wasn’t quite as open as she’d thought to the idea of someone else watching her from the darkness of the woods.

No one emerged from the shadows, and she heard footfalls come down the path. That was the direction she’d left Nick. Perhaps the other noise had just simply been an animal. She laughed at herself, jumping at shadows.

She continued until she stepped out into the moonlight-filled clearing at the end of the path. She looked for an area to present herself and found it a few feet in.