Curves for the Alpha Mate (BBW, Werewolf Sex, Alpha Male Paranormal Sex) (2 page)

“Kate?”  Jack asked.  “Are you alright?”

For the second time that night, Kate quickly jumped back into reality. 

“Yes!  So sorry.  The uh, vodka must be getting to me.”

Kate noticed that Jack’s hand hadn’t moved.  She couldn’t help but hope that her fantasy would somehow come true that night.  She didn’t care if Jack was a stranger.  He was hot.  And there was something about him that she began to...trust. 

“You were telling me why you have trouble sleeping,” Jack said.

“
Ugh, I hate myself for it.  It’s so embarrassing.” 

I’m never going to get laid,
she thought.

“Go ahead,” Jack said in a comforting tone, keeping his hand upon Kate’s thigh all the while.

“Well, if I’m not kept awake by my loud neighbors, I stay awake wondering why I....errr....why I don’t get.....fucked myself.” 

Once again, Kate was mortified.

“I assume it’s because of my curves,” she quickly announced.

Fuck me
, she thought again.

“Your curves?” Jack asked with perplexity.  I
love
your curves!  They’re so....
hot. 
And
sexy
.  And
womanly.
”

Jack caught himself divulging. 

“Er, sorry.  Got carried away with myself,” he said.

Kate looked back blankly.  She was stunned.

“You must be joking,” she said.

“Not at all.  I love a woman with curves.  All the members of my pac—
family
do.”

Kate looked at him with a hint of her own perplexity.

“Were you about to say
pack
?”

“No.”

“Yes you were.”

“No I wasn’t.”

It was Kate’s turn to put her hand on his thigh.

“
Yes
, you were,” she said, placing her palm at perhaps a higher level on his inner leg than normally appropriate. 

“Fine,” Jack said, succumbing to Kate’s persistence and erotic touch.

“I finally approached you tonight for a reason,” Jack said.  “I’ve been wanting to for a while, but Halloween is the only night when I can dress like something I’m
not. 
Where I can be a
different
sort of character.  One that’s not so...
feared
.”

“Isn’t that the point of Halloween?  To dress like something fearful?”  Kate quipped.

“Sorry to break it to you, Kate, but your cowgirl outfit and pigtail braids don’t exactly scream scary.”

“Haha.  Touché,” Kate said.

They stared silently for a moment. 

Just do it, Kate.  You know you want to.

Kate leaned in to kiss Jack, emitting an act of bravery and confidence that she’d never felt before.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Jack asked in a serious tone.

“Yes,” Kate said. “I want you.”

Who is this knew person inside me? 
Kate thought. 
I like her.

“You know, Kate, there really is a reason I can’t sleep at night.”  Jack quickly let out, as if to stop his animal-like impulses from taking over. 

“I know,” said Kate.

“No, you don’t,” Jack said, unlocking his gaze and staring down at his lap.

Kate slowly moved her hand to where his eyes would see them, just next to his cock.  She could feel the heat coming from his bulge.  She had been thinking about this moment nearly all night. 

“So tell me,” she said.

“How about I show you,” Jack replied, glancing back at her face and taking her head in his palms.

“Okay,” she said.  “Show me,” moving her hand on top of his growing sex.

Jack leaned in to kiss her gently, meeting her tongue with his while keeping hold of her face.  “Let’s go into the woods, he said, so no one sees us.”

“Okay,” Kate replied, unsure why the thought of walking into the dark woods – at night – with a stranger – was suddenly a turn on.

The woods were not well kept.  In fact, Kate had never stepped one foot inside them, thinking that she would either contract some horrible skin rash or become someone – or some
thing’s
– dinner.  The trees hung low, making it even more difficult to see the looming sky above.  It was a full moon – go figure – and if not for its light shining ever-so-slightly between the leaves and branches, Kate would have a hard time seeing where she was headed.  Cheshire Woods, the forest was called.  Kate couldn’t help but think about the annoying cat from
Alice and Wonderland
– the one that entered her nightmares regularly as a child. 
I hate cats
, Kate thought. 

As Kate and Jack entered the wooden territory, Kate discovered quickly that the trees hugged tightly whatever decided to enter its terrain.  If something went wrong, there was absolutely no way anyone would find her.  She could smell the wet dew on the forest floor, remembering the horrible rainstorm that had happened two nights before.  She gulped.  Hard
.

Jack led Kate to a semi-clearing about a 10 minute walk into the forest floor.  Kate could see the moon up above more clearly, taking pleasure in the fact that she could also see Jack’s face – and
physique
– more easily as well. 

Jack looked at Kate intently, focusing hard on what he was about to reveal.  Kate looked back with a hinge of fear and a deep sense of curiosity. 
That’s it
, she thought. 
I am going to die
. 

As the moon moved ever further into the center of the clearing, Jacks neck arched so that his gaze now met the lingering sky.  His muscles began to tense and he clenched his palms tight.  Kate could see his chest grow, slowly at first and then in a rapid motion, causing his enlarged torso to rip open his lumberjack shirt.

Kate wasn’t sure what was happening, but all she could think about was the smooth contours of his upper terrain.  She could smell his scent – a slight, masculine odor that made her sex start to ache once more.

Jack’s chest was bare, except for the now visible tattoo on his left pectoral.  It consisted of three dark, vertical lines, about 3 inches in length. 
A claw marking?
Kate questioned to herself. 

As quickly as Kate noticed the exposed tattoo on Jack’s chest, she noticed his legs begin to thicken as well.  His upper thighs grew stronger – if that was even possible – leaving rips in his once perfectly formfitting jeans.

“
What are you
?” Kate asked in both amusement and sexual delight. 

Jacked lowered his head so to met her gaze once more.  His eyes had become bright yellow in color, leaving the richness of his brown irises a memory kept hidden within the blackness of his pupils.

Kate could see the moonlight radiating off Jacks’ skin.  He arched back once more, greeting the now fully visible moon in haste, and let out a loud howl.

“
OWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!
”

Opening his chest to meet the moon’s glow, Jack transformed into a dark brown wolf, leaving the only remains of the man Kate knew in the depths of his black pupils. 

“Jack?” Kate said, staring intently into the wolf’s eyes.

She reached for his head, hoping that her touch might bring Jack back to her.

It didn’t.

Kate reached out once more, only this time with more fervor.  “Jack,” she said, with both her palms cupping the wolf’s facial fur.  “I know you are in there.  I am okay with what you are.”

And she was.  In fact, she took great pleasure it the excited of it all. 

The wolf burrowed his head into her palm, as if to let Kate know that he understood.  The wolf then walked into the depths of the forest, away from the clearing.

Kate waited, her own patience stunning her silent. Her mystery man just changed into a wolf, and she was okay with it.  Kate’s hormones and desires were taking even more control, making her feel as if she was the one now changing into something animal.  She knew the warmth she began to feel in her nether-regions wasn’t her imagination.  She was going to get ravished, and she wanted it...more than anything. 

Finally, after what felt like the longest minute of her life, Kate saw Jack appear from the trees in man form.  His muscles were still somewhat enlarged, as if he just completed an intense, full-body workout.  Naked, he used the remains of his checkered shirt to cover his man parts as he walked vigorously toward Kate. 

“I can’t stay too long in the clearing,” he quickly told her.  “Not with the moon as it is.”

“I thought you picked tonight to approach me for ‘a reason?’” Kate bantered. 

“I never thought I’d ask you to leave the bar with me,” he replied in a humble tone.  “But you made me want you in a way I can’t explain.  I just couldn’t wait.”

Kate placed her hand upon his left pectoral, feeling the strength of his heart beating through his chest, watching his tattoo rise and fall in a steady rhythm.

Taking in his words, she leaned into him with sexual invitation.  Kate could feel Jack’s muscles begin to grow again as his eyes turned from deep brown to sharp yellow.  But before he could fully turn, Kate pushed aside his checkered shirt and placed her hand on his already hardened cock.

Amazingly, Jack –
human
Jack – stayed.

Kate, with the hope that her touch might maintain just enough form of a man for her to fondle, gently rubbed her hand against his penis, alternating pressure every few strokes.

Jack let out a deep moan – one that sounded more like a growl than perhaps anything she’d ever heard before. 

Jack cupped Kate’s face and leaned in to kiss her.  Their tongues fondled as she continued to massage his pulsating cock.  Jack moved his right arm down slowly, gently rubbing over Kate’s breast and then beneath her orange-and-black lace panties – the perfect pair, she thought, for tonight. 

Jack could feel Kate’s pussy become hotter and hotter and fill with wetness.  He circled her clit with his fingertips as he pressed his cock deeper into her palm, forcing their parts to come closer and closer together.

Placing his two fingers into her open pussy, Jack used his left had to unbutton Kate’s cowgirl blouse.  A matching orange-and-black lace bra became visible, and Jack let all a small chuckle as he caught its color from the corner of his eye. 

Slowly removing his dominant hand from her wanting vagina, Jack pulled off Kate’s shirt, unclasped her bra, and tossed the no longer needed garments on the forest floor.

Jack stared down at her curvy body in utter delight, letting out another bellowing howl.

“God, you are so hot,” Jack growled.

Still fondling his cock, Kate could feel Jack’s man-parts grow even harder. 

“I don’t know if I can last much longer,” Jack said.  “I can feel myself turning,” he growled once more.

“I won’t let you,” Kate growled back, pushing her nipples into Jack’s chest, hoping her sexual force would make Jack to stay with her.

Jack moaned loudly, pleased by both her touch and her ability to stabilize his still
mostly
man-like form.

Jack picked up Kate and gently placed her on the floor of the Cheshire Woods.  He slowly pulled off her cowgirl boots, undid her jeans and pulled them off her curvy hips and legs.  Kissing her body from her feet to her groin, Kate could feel her wanting grow.

As Jack’s mouth reached Kate’s panties, he pulled them off with his teeth.

“Wolf habit,” Jack teased.

“I like it,” Kate moaned. 

Fully naked, Kate slowly began to embrace her curves, loving the fact that Jack could be so into her.

I’m sexy
, she thought to herself. 
No, I’m fucking hot
, she quickly insisted, taking pleasure in another of Jack’s full-body stares.

She was hot, and Kate finally realized it.

Jack, now above her, lowered his head toward her nether-regions, kissing and fondling her neck and breasts as he went.  Spreading her legs wider, he gently alternated licking and sucking her pounding clit, caressing her nipples as he ate her wet pussy. 

Kate moaned, rubbing her vagina in a steady rhythm against Jack’s warm mouth.

As Jack sensed Kate begin to feel the pleasures of his mouth more intensely, he teased her by kissing back up her body, sucking her erect left nipple and then her right. 

Kate had never felt such pleasure before.  All she could think about was his solid cock entering her pussy, his chest rubbing against her wanting nipples and their tongues swirling in hot and sexy passion.

As he fondled her breasts, Kate reached down for his cock.  She rubbed his shaft with one hand while caressing his balls with another. 

Jack howled with pleasure, insinuating it was too much to handle.

“
Stay with me
,” Kate insisted, rubbing his cock harder and faster, then moving it toward her wet pussy. 

Jack kissed her again, allowing their tongues to take pleasure upon contact.  Kate simultaneously rubbed his throbbing cock up and down her wet pussy, letting the two of them feel the heat of their sexes.

Unable to take the teasing any longer, Jack inserted his cock into Kate’s wanting vagina, allowing her to feel the natural ridges of his animal-sized penis.

“Oh God, yes,” Kate moaned.

Thrusting deeper inside Kate with unwavering intensity, Kate pressed her pussy into his pelvic bone, allowing her g-spot and clitoris to feel the pleasures of Jack’s body.  She was soaking wet; her clit tingled as she grinded in rhythm against Jack’s thrusting hips. 

Jack sucked on her neck as he continued to pound into her, allowing Kate to take pleasure in the alternating temperatures on her breasts.  It was as if each time Jack thrust, she could feel the coldness of her hardened nipples from the October air turn warm with lust upon his solid chest.  She loved the feeling of his harden pectorals rubbing against her chilled nipples, sending further pleasure from her breasts to her groin. 

Rubbing and grinding in unison, Jack picked up Kate so that she could now dominate
him
.  He leaned his back against a nearby tree, allowing Kate to grind her wanting body against his own.

The position of the two reminded Kate of the scene in
Risky Business
, in which Tom Cruise’s character is taken by the sexy woman in the seated position. Never before had she felt so wanted.  And so
hot.