The Monster Within Me

Chapter 3

Maya

A werewolf? Was he crazy? I should have never gotten into the car with him. I don't have anything against werewolves or any Were species. In fact, I think they're pretty cool. But everyone knows that they normally have their first shift between the ages of 14-16 and that they are able to connect with their mate once they have control of their wolf which could be anywhere from 18-20. 

I was turning 18 in a month, and I'd never shifted. Never even had the urge to shift into a wolf or anything. But would that explain the wolf? It almost felt like another consciousness sometimes, but how can I be sure?

All this s**t was stressing me out. When I get home, it's almost 8:30 and I know my mom is still a work and my dad has taken my siblings to their swimming lessons. I had the house to myself for the next hour and a half. I decided to take a shower and wash the day away. 

When I came out 10 minutes later, with towels wrapped around my body and hair, I was still wound up. I needed release and I knew just what I need to do to get it. 

I walked to my door and made sure it was locked. I knew the house was still empty, but better safe than sorry. I laid on my bed and unwrapped the towel from around my body. I reached into my side table and took out my bullet vibrator. I put it on medium and placed it on my clit. Fuuuck that felt so good. IT would feel better if it golden eyes here touching me, pleasing me with his tongue.

I put two fingers inside myself as I continued to massage the bullet over my clit, imagining it was his big strong hands touching me everywhere. His long fingers driving me crazy as they pushed in and out of me. I could feel the tension building up in my core as I continued to think of him. I was moaning now, louder and louder as I hooked my fingers pressing on my g-spot thinking of his tongue on me. Pumping my fingers faster I held the vibrator over my clit as I came thinking of molten pools of gold looking up at me from between my legs. 

Slumping back onto my bed I tried to catch my breath. I felt like a noodle now, all the stress released from my body. When I could finally move again, I went to my washroom to clean myself up and then put on my pajamas. 

I was trying not to think about me thinking about a stranger while my orgasm tore through me while I went down to the kitchen to grab some dinner. Mom had made lasagna before she left, delicious. I took a piece and warmed it up in the microwave before I made my way back upstairs to eat and watch tv. I would worry about studying tomorrow. 

I was twenty minutes into an episode of Game of Thrones when I felt like I was being watched. I paused the tv and went to my window, the drapes were half-open, but the window was closed. And standing there under the tree by my window was my personal stalker.

I knew he'd come in, so I opened the window, locked my door and moved to sit back on my bed, waiting with my arms crossed. Then I saw him hoist himself through my window so smoothly he didn't make a sound.

"If you're gonna play with yourself, you really should make sure you close your drapes," he said, his voice rough and his eyes darker than I'd seen them.

"Yes well, I'm not normally being stalked by a creepy werewolf so forgive me if I overlooked that. Why are you following me?"

"I was going to knock on the door and offer you some help while you try to figure out and wrap your head around what I told you, but I got... distracted," his eyes raked over my body as he said that last part. I was wearing clothes, but I felt naked under his gaze.

I saw him shift uncomfortably and realized he had a very impressive bulge in his pants. I smirked as I decided to tease him, he'd seen me look, "I can see you enjoyed the show," he growled, like actually growled. I could feel myself getting wet because of it, "You'll also enjoy hearing that I got myself off thinking of yo-," I hadn't even finished my sentence before I found myself pinned beneath him.

He smelled delicious, like the woods and spices. His golden eyes were now so dark with lust they were almost brown. I heard him inhale deeply, "I can smell how wet you are," he said with another growl as he ground into me.  He had pinned my hands above my head with one hand and his other hand was trailing down my arm to my hip, where he left it. "Do you feel how hard I already am from watching you? And yet you wanna tease me more? Two can play at that game Maya."

He grabbed my leg behind my knee and hiked my left leg up and wrapped it around him as he settled himself more comfortably between my legs. He then took his hand and began to cup my breast in his band as he trailed kisses from my ear to my neck. When he got to my neck he nipped the skin with his teeth and flicked my n****e with his fingers at the same time.

I couldn't hold back the moan that escaped my lips. He hadn't even really started and I was ready to c*m again already. Everywhere he touched me was on fire. I was hot. Too hot. I felt like I had on too many clothes, which is saying something because I was only in my underwear, shorts, and an oversized t-shirt.

Suddenly, he untangled himself and stood up. "Your family is home," he said, his breathing heavy. I heard the car pulling up into the driveway just as he reached my window. "I'll be back at the diner tomorrow, same time. If you'd like, she-wolf, I'll answer any questions you have and help you shift if it interests you." 

When I finally caught my breath I responded, "there's a lot more that interests me," I raised my eyebrow suggestively, "but I'll meet you there. I do have questions that I would like answered." He nodded as he made to climb back out the window. "Wait! I still don't know your name. You know mine now so it's only fair you tell me yours."

He smirked and answered, "My name is Quinn beautiful, and I can't wait to hear you say it while I make you cum." And with that, he was gone.