Page 80 of The Lone Wolf Café
“You, Rowena, are my fate.”
I didn’t remember who initiated the kiss. All I remembered was the way my red hair tangled in her fist, the slight tug at my scalp that nearly made me come undone. Her lips were so soft, so warm, and I could feel every muscle in my body burn as time slowed around us.
“Nettie…” She whispered my name with desperate urgency. It was beautiful. I wanted to hear it over and over again.
Lost in the haze of the kiss, I blindly grasped for her body, my hands caressing her bare shoulders and working their way down to her breasts. A chilly, unfamiliar trickle crept through my body as I touched them. A few weeks earlier, I’d never thought I would be attracted to a woman. I was used to the hard biceps and v-shaped torsos of the men.
Rowena’s body was all slender curves and soft angles, and I found it more intoxicating than anything the werewolf males had to offer. No one, man or woman, filled me with as much adoration and lust as she did.
Rowena was also pawing at my body, struggling with the obstructiveness of the clothes that still adorned me. When she tugged a bit too hard at the sleeve of my shirt, nearly pulling afew stitches loose, I decided it was time to break the kiss and move our intimate session to a more suitable location.
Rowena’s bare body was even more stunning when she stepped out of the bathtub, walking effortlessly out of the bathroom and toward the stairs that led to her lofted bed. Every movement, every footstep, was hypnotizing. I watched with longing eyes as I followed her, studying the way her thin hips and slender thighs swayed with every step.
The faerie fire lanterns in her loft glowed purple, which made for surprisingly romantic mood lighting. Rowena flopped down on the bed, gazing amorously up at me, her bare figure in a perfect model pose as the purple light cast seductive shadows on her pale skin.
I shivered, fearing that at this rate, I’d orgasm the second she touched me.
“You alright?” Rowena sat up, tossing her alluring persona aside and replacing it with gentle concern. “You look nervous.”
“Um, no, it’s just… uh…”
Gods, you idiot.What a terrible time to have performance anxiety.
I’d never been with a woman, and my first-time fears were made worse by the fact that Rowena seemed to know exactly what she was doing. With the males back on Hollenboro, they always took the lead, leaving me to lie back and enjoy the sensations without worry. Hells, the men seemed elated just toseea woman naked. It was difficult not to satisfy them.
But here? I wasn’t the fair damsel being pursued by the males. How did sex between women even work? Her pelvic region was on full display, and she clearly had the same equipment I did. What were we supposed to do? Finger each other? Oral?
What if Rowena isn’t satisfied with me? What if–
“Uh, Nettie.”
“Y-yes?” I stuttered, snapping back to reality.
Rowena pointed at my head. “Your ears and tail are back out.”
Oh gods. I scowled and tapped the top of my head.Well, at least she already knows I’m a werewolf.
“Are you nervous?” Rowena asked.
“I, uh… yes. I am.”
“I can tell. Your ears and tail always pop out when you are.” Rowena sat upright on the edge of the bed, legs crossed over one another, and I took a seat next to her. “Is this your first time?”
”I’m not a virgin, no. But with a woman? Yes, this is my first time.”
Rowena nodded, a contemplative look on her face.
“Is ityourfirst time?” I asked.
Rowena shook her head. “No. I’ve had a few traveling witches in my bed, and all of them were women. One night together, just for fun, then they’re off to another town. Keeps them from discovering my secret.”
My heart ached for her. I could tell Rowena wanted a partner. Companionship. Even love, though that came with time. But none of the villagers would ever risk being with a half-werewolf, and Rowena didn’t want any outsiders discovering her true nature.
Which left her alone. Reliant on one-night-stands for some semblance of intimacy.
“I’m just… scared.” I cringed as soon as the words fell out of my mouth. “I don’t really know what I’m doing. You’re so sweet and amazing and beautiful and… well, I don’t want to disappoint you.”
Rowena turned to me, so we were nose-to-nose, and stroked my cheek with the back of her hand.
