Abe, a weird and short werewolf novel
Chapter 9

Abbygail’s point of view:

“So, you haven’t had sex yet?” Linda said while handing me the camera I wanted to check out.

I stripped the cables, clicked the switch to the right setting and gave it to the guy on the ladder to install it in the upper corner of the office.

“Linda, I passed out yesterday! It hasn’t been that long yet!” I cursed her. “Besides, I still have to get over the fact that you are all werewolves, for crying out loud!”

“Oh, right, hadn’t thought about that.”

“You hadn’t thought about being a werewolf, while you are one?” I asked her, while handing the guy on the ladder another bolt. He chuckled at our odd conversation and both me and Linda told him to shut up at the same time.

“You can’t talk to me like that!” The oh so powerful Beta said.

“Well, if what Linda explained to me this morning, is true, I can! I will be your Luna, or whatever, as soon as I decide to lay with your Alpha! So, don’t give me this crap and keep building.” I commanded him and Linda laughed out loud.

“Yes, sir!” He replied.

“Good boy.” I added and he rolled his eyes.

“It’s funny to think you have a choice in that.” Scott suddenly whispered as he took my waist from behind, pushing my back flush against his chest.

That was a cue for both Linda and the Beta to make themselves scarce, closing the door of the office right behind them.

“So, you think I can’t say no to your naked body or to your rough hands that could fit inside me at several places?” I asked, shoving all manners aside.

“I can close several holes at the same time, if you require me to do so.”

“That would be… really nice… actually…” I said seductively, while he caressed my body with these so-called rough hands. “But no.” I said firmly, stepping away from the table of equipment.

“You are so bad, honey-butt, that one day I’m not going to listen to you and just take you by surprise.” He said, avoiding the bad words but still using his dominance, which I like.

But sudden insecurity crept inside my mind again, the uncertainty of why this man would want to have me, filling my mind. He noticed my change of behaviour and stopped being dominant. He stepped over towards me and took my chin in his fingers, lifting my face up to be able to look him in the eyes.

His dark brown eyes hadn’t turned black, which indicated that his wolf hadn’t taken control, as Linda had explained. So, that means that I’m talking to the sincere and calm version of Scott now.

“How can I prove to you, that I’m not like him? That I will do everything in my power to protect you and treat you like a real Queen? My Luna?” He asked me but I didn’t reply, he didn’t give me an answer to my unspoken question though.

“Tell me why you want me. Why would you want to have this body, instead of that of any other girl?” I asked him, almost angry at my own self-esteem.

“You were made for me, my love, your mind, your soul, and especially your body. I love every curve, every love-handle, every single piece of flesh on you. There is nothing I would want to change.” He said.

But it wasn’t about what he said, that made my uterus curl up in delight. It was the way he said it, as he used so much sincerity and love in those words. He made me feel safe, free and cared for… somethings I dreaded to feel ever since I had broken out of that cell.

And if I ever should step out of my dormant state, getting frisky with my own character again, I had to give in to these feelings someday. So why not now?

I lowered the neckline of the sweater I was wearing, showing off my shoulder. “You mean, this piece of flesh?” I asked him as I stepped a bit away from him. He wasn’t sure I was joking or becoming a panic attack again, so he just curiously looked at me.

“Or did you mean, perhaps, this piece of flesh?” I said while raising my skirt, showing off my freshly shaven legs and left upper thigh.

Scott started to realize that I was teasing him now, letting his eyes get from brown to black and brown again, showing his wolf was about to erupt.

“You better stop if you don’t want to continue, vixen.” He said while licking his lips.

“I just can’t, I have this crazy itch on my back!” I said as I pulled the sweater over my head, tossing it on the couch that stood in this office.

Oh! The big bad wolf is coming out to play!

Scott’s eyes had turned completely black now, but he still kept standing at the same position. Alright, let’s pick it up a notch!

“Okay, maybe if I take off my skirt, my legs will be free and I can reach for that spot on my back, easier!” I said, not making sense at all, but that was beside the point. I pulled down my skirt, pushing my ass into his direction, showing off the wetness that pooled in my white panties.

Well, that did it!

I squealed in surprise as he had jumped behind me, took hold of my body and threw me on the couch, on my back. In frustration, he pulled the sweater from underneath me and tossed it aside as far as he could.

“No turning back now!” He growled and furiously took hold of my face once he climbed right on top of me. At first, he started to gently kiss me, but when he realised I wanted more, he pushed his tongue inside and took control over my mouth.

I loved every moment of it, swirling, sucking and ravaging our clashing tongues, while he growled in pleasure and ground his still-clothed groin in between my thighs, pushing out more of my wetness into my tight underwear.

But my mind was growing insatiable and I wanted more from this gorgeous man! I took the liberty of pulling at the hem of his shirt, riding it up against his torso, feeling my way over his skin, until it reached his arms and head, where he did the rest. He lifted his sculpted body, showing tattoos that littered over his skin, probably having several meanings or indicating special moments from his life, things I wanted to replace out later, but not now. Right now, I wanted his body, to lick and to ravage, mapping out every muscle and unevenness, until I was sated into bliss.

He felt my desire, as he kept sitting in the same position, just looking at how my fingers traced his skin until he had enough of it.

He reached in between my legs, rubbing over the thin material that still created a barrier between us until I suddenly heard some ripping sounds. I looked downwards wanting to see what had created that sound, only to replace to my surprise, he had transformed his hand into a sharp claw!

He had used the claw to get rid of my panties, just with two simple slices, and now held the torn piece of cloth in between his big hand. He rubbed his nose into it, savouring the smell he wanted to have but then growled fiercely, knowing he wanted more!

“Calling you honey, will be my favourite name for you, as your juice smells just as sweet!” He roared and let himself get off the couch and kneel at the side to make me lift my leg and put it on his shoulder, so he could reach in between them with his face. “But I want to taste it now!” He said and completely submerged his nose in between my wet folds, ravaging and slurping up every drop he could extract from me.

I moaned and screamed, especially when he curled his tongue on the inside! “Scott! Please!” I begged for him to continue, to not stop until I came, and he didn’t disappoint me! At all!

“Fuck, yes!” I moaned out loud, releasing all my energy into that single moment of natural explosion and arched my back, hoping to prolong the feeling just a bit longer.

My breathing was heavy, my mouth curled in a smile and I chuckled at the feeling. I was happy!

But not done.

“Your turn.” I seductively said and sat at the edge of the couch, pulling Scott towards me, as he had been standing to unleash the belt-buckle of his pants. His fumbling however was too slow, and I took over and ripped his jeans open. I pulled them down, together with his underwear and also there, he did not disappoint me!

His erect cock was really long and wide enough to not be able to encircle it with one hand! Not that I lack another hand, so I took control and grabbed it with both, stroking him up and down, until some precum came out of the tip. I licked it up and spread it around the glans and tickled that specific part right underneath it, with the slickness of my tongue.

He relished in my administrations, groaning and holding my hair, eager to fill my mouth. “Honey, please stop teasing!” He said, using his favourite nickname.

Well, I was eager too!

I slid the pole in as far as it would go, holding the base of his cock back with my hand, creating the best feel for me, to know that I can stop him if he went too deep. To give me some form of control, as I knew he wanted to dominate me and push his dick in until I swallowed it. Well, with his size, he has to cut me some slack, for a little while, until I get used to it!

“Just relax.” He said, while I bobbed my head up and down his shaft, trying not to gag too much on his length.

“Fucking hell! Yes, like that!” He moaned as I adjusted the way I sat, angling my head differently and relaxing my throat to let it go in further.

Tears started to form in my eyes, as the sensation in the back of my throat was numbing me, letting him sink in even deeper until his cock grew stiffer and finally erupted inside my mouth.

“Ahhh!” He moaned and groaned, holding my head tight and looking down at me as the cum I couldn’t swallow, dripped out my mouth and onto my boobs. “Fuck, you look like heaven!”

I was proud to get these emotions out of him, as I didn’t get them before, from you know… But with Scott, things were different, I wanted him to say those things, to feel these things, and I wanted to be the one that caused him to feel this way.

“Come, let’s take a shower.” He said after pulling me onto my feet.

“What? Aren’t we going to continue? I mean, we haven’t…” I stopped talking, insecurity rising again.

“Stop overthinking, my sweet little honey-butt. I will take you, when you are ready to commit yourself to me, during a werewolf mating ceremony for instance. For now, this was enough. You were wonderful.” He said with a smile, pulling me towards the back of the office, where very usefully, was a shower.