Wolf’s Bane

He had brought her inside their simple farmhouse bedroom. Nothing fancy here, except perhaps the size of the king-sized bed with its plush, sturdy and high-end mattress underneath all those soft, thick country quilts and bed covers.

And right now, that’s all that mattered to the Left Hand as he focused on the woman, he loved with all his heart and soul.

“Are the children asleep, my love?” he half-growled into the soft dainty ear that he was licking and sucking.

“Mmmm… yes, my love. And they usually stay in their room playing or just get snacks from the cupboard if I’m still asleep in my room. They are very obedient children and always follow your rule of never leaving the house if there are no grown-ups with them.”

“Good… because I want to have you all to myself for a few hours.”

“Oh, just a few hours? Such a shame…”

“Yes, because by the time I’m through with you, you’ll be asleep until the morning. And I’ll be taking care of our children.”

His wife giggled under him, and he took that moment to flash her a smile while he quickly and expertly undressed her. He then started to remove his tie, shirt and undershirt as she took the liberty of pulling off his belt and unzipping his pants. His mouth then hungrily landed on hers while his hands started to fondle and pinch her nipples until they hardened beneath his fingers.

She moaned into his tongue and lips, as her smooth feminine hands started to peel his pants off from his beautiful well-built body, exposing thick muscled thighs and calves that were now pushing apart her own soft, curvy legs. Alicia always found this man the most attractive and desirable male she had ever seen even from the first time she had ever seen him.

And that would be one memory that she would never forget…

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At that time, she was the only one left in the house. Her parents were both at the lumberyard while her younger brother was feeding the cattle and horses at the barn, which was quite a distance away from their farmhouse. They were assured of the safety of the village at that time because, back then, the werewolf stories were exactly that…

Just stories…

Folk tales…

And there were still no cases of women being kidnapped by these monsters then.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Upon hearing the doorbell, the pretty teenager ran towards the front door from her bedroom upstairs. Without checking the peephole-slash-door viewer, she turned the doorknob and pulled it at once…

In front of her stood three men in leather coats and jackets, dark jeans and lace-up boots. They also had large shades of various designs on their eyes and lewd leering grins on their faces.

Instantly, the young girl’s welcoming smile was replaced with a doubtful look. She didn’t like the vibe these men were giving out, and she usually went with what her instincts would initially tell her.

And right now, it was telling her that she was in danger…

Extreme danger…

“Well, hello there, lovely lady. Can we come in? We just want a drink of water,” slurred one of the guys who had a two-day stubble. “And I’m looking at one tall glass right now.”

“Yeah, and she’s definitely gonna quench my thirst for sure,” leered the heavily bearded one.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t let you in. I’m alone at home at the moment…”

Mistake number one when a stranger tries to enter your house: NEVER tell them you’re alone.

Try to make it look like there’s someone else with you, like yelling, “Dad, there’s someone here looking for you!” and then suddenly close the door in their faces once they freeze or show fear of being caught lying.

Unfortunately, she didn’t know those things back then, since she was just a simple country girl.

“Oh reeeeallyyy noooowwww… “said the clean-shaven of the three as he pushed the door open and barged into the house. “That’s perfect then, sweet honey pie…”

The other two took the cue to follow their cohort inside the living room where the now-frightened girl was retreating. Their faces all had that unfamiliar but dreadful expression that was causing her skin to crawl while her mind was screaming “danger.”

“P-please, I’m not supposed to let strangers in the house. My parents will be angry and my brother will be coming back soon…”

“Ooohhh, so you have a brother too, huh? That would be really niiiiice…”

The stubble-faced one reached out to grab her by the waist. She screamed and started to kick and punch with all her might but all three men were now holding her hands and even pulling her hair.

“Noooo!!! Let me goooo!!! HELP! HELP MEEEEE!!!” she screamed in panic as the three offensive men started to pull her towards the large velvet couch in the middle of the living room. “PLEASE, SOMEBODY HELP MEEEE!!!”

And someone did…

She suddenly felt herself thrown towards the nearest armchair by an unseen force. It was so fast; all she saw was a blur as the three men were also thrown out of the door. They went flying through the air, one at a time, mere seconds apart, their yells of surprise and terror echoing throughout the house and into the front yard.

Then she saw him…

He was standing with his back to her, wearing a black long coat which allowed her a peek at his black slacks and formal leather shoes. Turning around slowly, the tall broad-shouldered mystery man let his ebony irises gaze into her gray-greenish eyes…

Within that split second, she instantly felt that she was safe. She didn’t know why but there it was. A slow seeping calm was now flowing through her the longer she looked at the dark-haired stranger.

And the more they stared at each other the more blissful she felt, while this wondrous unexplainable feeling in her chest blossomed and grew…

Then, in a flash, he had exited the front door.

Within a split-second, she saw him already standing near the rude men who were still groaning on the ground. Then the door closed, blocking out her view.

A few blood-curdling screams of terror echoed from the outside, and then silence…

Several minutes later, her younger brother would find her glued to the armchair and staring out as if she was in a coma. She practically couldn’t hear her sibling while he continually asked her what had just happened.

All she could think about was the man who had saved her.

The sheriff and his men checked the area but said they didn’t find anything except a few drops of blood – all from unidentified and unknown human sources – on the lawn outside the house. Other than that, there was no physical evidence of the said attackers or the mystery rescuer ever being on their property.

She never forgot him…

Even when he came to save her again, she was able to recognize him.

And now, they were together for good and she had no regrets…

But she did miss the family she had left behind very much…

Especially her brother.

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Alicia felt her husband’s mouth moving downwards, touching her almost everywhere while staying for longer moments on the more sensitive parts of her trembling, naked body. She moaned in pleasure as he slowly traced a trail towards her open legs, settling on her inner thighs for about a minute each.

And then he went straight for his target.

She gasped as his lips found that little lump on the upper part of her slit, her legs almost squeezing his head as they came together instinctively. Smiling to himself as her thighs massaged the sides of his skull, he sucked on that delicate, overly sensitive nub that was peeking through her folds, enjoying her cries of delight and torture.

He could never get enough of how she sounded… how she smelled… how she felt… how she tasted…

Then, as he continued to suck on her clit, he pushed his finger around three inches into her wet and throbbing folds…

Then he curved his finger, hitting her G-spot as he started to use his teeth to nibble on that now reddened and aroused lump.

Her cry of passion was almost heard by the whole house, if not for her suddenly clamping her own hand over her mouth just in time.

The aroused female would continue to bite her palm, as her mate intensified his amorous attentions on her womanhood. After a few more minutes of this delicious punishment, her right hand was still between her clenched teeth and the other was grabbing a pillow with an iron grip; while she was already raising her hips towards her husband’s mouth, almost drowning him in her sensual liquids.

And he would have died happy… but he intended to live for her…

How he wished she could understand that he wasn’t aiming to die just to bring the governor down…

He wished for them to live in peace together and the only way to do that was to make sure he followed through with the plans he and the Right Hand had made.

Well, if she would insist on her foolish decision to stay, he was going to make sure they made the most of the time they had together. After all, he didn’t intend to lose.

Or lose her…

The Ogre returned his full attention to his beloved mate. He knew she was close. He could feel it from the tightening muscles within her womanhood, the way she was moaning and groaning and how her whole body was trembling as if out of control.

Well, he too was about to lose it…

As he felt her about to come, he rushed upwards and aimed his extremely hardened manhood at her moist and pulsing opening…

Then he buried his entire length into her with the strength of a piledriver!

His mate yelled into her hand as she felt her orgasm explode while he stayed still on top of her… inside of her…

And as he removed his hand to let her take a long intake of breath, his lips once again latched on to hers. He kissed her fervently and passionately as she responded with hunger and desire…

Then he started to move inside of her.

Oh yes, she would be sleeping soundly after all her husband had planned for her tonight.