Run! The Black Wolf's prey.

Chapter 18 - Hungry eyes

“I must warn you, it’s truly a bachelor pad,” John smiled apologetically as he parked the car in the underground garage. He got out quickly, and Isabel had barely even unbuckled her seatbelt when he opened her door, offering his hand.

He aided her out of the car, their fingers interwined as they walked over to the elevator. As soon as they had entered, she threw herself into his arms and pressed her lips against his.

It was something about this man that made her feel wild! She loved feeling this way, like a fierce feline, simply following her instincts.

As the elevator doors opened, they stumbled out, their bodies intertwined, kissing feverishly. Their lips parted only long enough to catch their breaths before they were back at it, lost in the heat of the moment. Fumbling with the keys, he finally managed to unlock the door. The second they stepped inside, she pushed herself against him once again, causing him to let out a deep growl of desire. He breathed into her neck, inhaling her scent.

“What have you done to me, woman?” he groaned into her hair, his strong hands caressing her buttocks.

He lifted her up against the wall and kissed her fervently as she wrapped her legs around him. Carrying her, he slid his hand up her back and tenderly embraced her neck as he nibbled her lip, his tongue moving inside.

Wrapping her arms around him, she ran her hands through his dark tousled hair. When he let his hand slide down to her breast, caressing it, she moaned into his mouth. This drove him crazy, almost losing it completely! With a deep rumbling growl, he instantly carried her over to the other side of the apartment, into the bedroom, where he thrust them both onto the bed.

As the city lights outside the window cast a blue and purple glow on her soft skin, John couldn't help but think she was the sexiest woman he had ever seen. His inner wolf was howling with excitement, and he could feel his eyes beginning to glow in response. He quickly caught sight of himself in the mirror and forced himself to reign in his instincts. He couldn't let her see his true nature, she would freak out...

Her intoxicating scent made his mind all fuzzy, and the desire to claim her, right there and then, was almost too much to bear. His whole body was aching with desire, and he struggled to maintain his self-control. He had to stop himself from forcefully tearing off that dress of hers! Instead, he slowed down, smooching her soft lips and carefully unzipped her dress.

Smoothly, he pulled her dress down as his tongue was trailing over her body, from one nip.ple to the other, further down to her belly, over to her hip and thigh... He wanted to taste her, to explore her every little curve.

Not until he was placing soft, hot kisses on the inside of her thigh did he pull the dress off completely, making her shiver with anticipation.

For a millisecond, John hesitated. What was he doing? This was not at all what he had planned! He was supposed to go back to the pack... But as he looked at the woman in his hands, he threw away all his concerns. Slinking back up to her face, once again he held her neck tenderly as he gazed into her hungry eyes. So beautiful...

As he ran his thumb over her bottom lip, she parted her lips slightly, nibbling his thumb, and with a growl he crashed his lips into hers. She kissed him back affectionately and with fumbling fingers, she started to unbutton his shirt. She inhaled deeply as she uncovered his smooth chest, his muscles playing under her hands.

“I imagined you’d be furry,” she murmured teasingly, pulling his shirt off his broad shoulders.

“Oh, if you only knew” he chortled, nibbling her earlobe.

She tried to undo his belt but lost her way completely when he slid his hand over her panties. Gently, he circulated his fingers over her throbbing bud, making her tremble with desire. Watching her attentively, he did a tentative pull on the hem of her panties.

“I want you” she whispered, her lips seeking his. Once again, she tried undoing his belt, and once again she failed as he lowered himself down, out of her reach, and he pulled off her panties completely.

She gasped with anticipation when he showered her with burning hot kisses on the soft skin of her inner thighs, and she couldn't hold back a loud moan when he suddenly started drawing circles in between her thighs with his tongue. His fingers gently rubbing her bud, she arched her back when a jolt of pleasure ripped through her body. Wanting more!

With a firm grip on his shoulders, she pulled him up to her face, her hands impatiently undoing his belt and unbuttoning his pants as she kissed him eagerly. She wanted him, no - she needed him. Inside her. Now! However, she didn’t get the chance to remove his pants, because the very next moment, he slid his hand back in between her thighs, making her loose it completely. While massaging her bud with his thumb, he started to push his fingers inside her, and she moaned into his mouth as another wave of pleasure flooded her senses.

He went on, not giving her any chance to recuperate, while he kissed her jaw, her neck, her breasts... Taking her nip.ple in his mouth, he started licking and sucking, all the time fingering her, and she felt like she was going to explode from all the tensions building up. Panting, she squeezed the pillow with her hands, no longer aware of anything besides her hunger for more...

She was already on the verge of orgasm when his tongue traced its way back up to her mouth and he paused, kissing her softly. Looking into her eyes, he began to thrust his fingers more forcefully, all the while he worked her bud with his thumb, and by that he pushed her over the edge! She couldn’t hold it back any longer, and while screaming out of pleasure, her body shattered into a million pieces.

As the waves of her culmination were slowly subsiding, Isabel burst out giggling.

“Oh my God,” she exhaled, looking up at John who was resting his chin in his palm with a playful smile on his lips. He smoothly removed his pants before lying down beside her and pulled her close, spooning her as he buried his nose in her hair.

“And you are still in your underwear!” she chuckled softly in wonder.

“And you are absolutely perfectly and totally nude,” he smiled and kissed her behind the collarbone. “Isabel… I think you have put a spell on me.”

“Call me Izzie… or Iz. Whatever you prefer,” she gave him a drowsy smile.

She turned around, her eyes heavy with sleep, and wrapped her arms around him, nestling her face in his chest. She felt so perfectly at ease with him, this stranger... This man that she barely knew. And still... It felt like she belonged in his arms. With a sense of completion, she slowly dozed off into sleep, a small smile of bliss on her lips.