Page 56 of Isabel and the Werewolf Beast

His body wavered underneath mine. Bones and limbs contorted but I couldn’t stop kissing him. His lips and face changed beneath me until the fur turned to smooth skin and his fanged teeth disappeared. I broke the kiss to look at Dante in his human form for the first time.

“Now I’m not an ugly beast.”

I pushed up from his body until I was straddling his hips. “You were never ugly.”

“Isabel.” He sighed.

“Werewolf,” I said. “You’re a werewolf, not some hideous beast. Accept who you are.”

His hands slid to my thighs. “Can a vampire accept a werewolf?”

“I already have.” I grinned. “Why else did I save you?”

“You want to do this? Me and you together? I don’t understand how it can work when your vampire family and friends will want to kill me.”

“They haven’t so far.”

His thumbs rubbed small circles on my thighs, igniting my burning desire for him.

“I want you, but I never thought you’d want me to.”

I lowered my face to inches above his. “Your brother is in the forest with a pack of werewolves waiting to rescue you. Lucian and Maximus are outside waiting to stop them. What do you want to do?”

He rose on his elbows and kissed me.

“Good choice,” I murmured against his lips.

His lips spread into a grin. He rolled us over and pinned me to the mattress, then he placed his forehead to mine.

“As much as I’d love to ravish you, I suppose we should deal with everything first.”

“Everything?” I laughed. “If we waited for that, then we’d never have sex. There’s the current situation. Silas. The professors. The entire vampire and werewolf situation.”

His hands slid down my dress and lifted it to my waist as he said, “I want to eat you alive.”

“I hope you mean that in the orgasmic way,” I said, as I laid my head back on the pillow.

“In the multiple orgasm way.” He shuffled down the bed. “We almost died. I guess we can take a moment for ourselves.”

“Yes, but hurry,” I said excited to experience Dante’s tongue on my eager flesh.

He drew my underwear down my legs and breathed in deep. “You smell as good as I imagined.”

“You thought about this?”

“Many times while we were in the curse.”

He placed his tongue at my entrance and swirled it inside. My leg muscles tightened. He growled and pinned them open to the mattress. His tongue speared me again swirling around the sensitive area in a way that made stars burst behind my eyelids. He dragged his tongue higher to the hard bundle of nerves begging for his attention. His tongue flicked it back and forth until my legs trembled under his firm palms. On the verge of an orgasm, he dove back downward and gave long licks up and down, caressing every sensitive nerve ending he could find, and he found them all. He growled, making vibrations through his tongue and sending me soaring over the edge into the blissful world of an orgasm. His tongue didn’t stop laving at my flesh driving theorgasm from one into another until every cell in my body quivered in ecstasy and then as my body floated in the aftermath of the best orgasm of my life, Dante circled my waist with his hands and held me tight as though he wanted to crawl inside my body and stay there.

I lay wrapped in his arms for a few minutes enjoying the bliss of being with him.

A loud bang exploded outside the castle. We jolted upright and scrambled off the bed. I glanced at Dante’s enormous erection bulging inside his pants with longing and regret. Grabbing my underwear from him, I slid them on then we raced through the west wing and out the front door.

A tree lay in the middle of the yard roots and all.

“What happened?” I asked.

“Nothing,” Maximus said.

---