To Date a Werewolf

Hello Everyone,

Have you ever fantasized about going on a date with a preternatural being? Most of us paranormal junkies have at one point or another. But what does the perfect date make you think of? I think mine is really close to a scene I wrote in The Fire Inside.

The day passed by in a wondrous flash. Any lingering uneasiness had faded rather fast. Tyra smiled and laughed more than she had in years. They had visited the control station of the den, where she’d received many looks and whistles of approval that had Konrad glaring down some of his other pack mates.

After that stop, Konrad always seemed to be touching her, as if he were laying his silent claim. She hadn’t minded in the least. In fact the attention he paid her went a long way toward easing some of her nervousness. His fingers had played several times over the back of her neck, sending a tingling sensation to zip through her body. A few times he had even led her into a quiet corner or behind a tree to kiss her passionately until her knees grew weak and she’d leaned into his solid body.

They had stopped for a late lunch at a small restaurant run by one of his pack. She’d ordered a large juicy steak and her eyes had slid closed with the first flavorful bite. It had been cooked to perfection. Konrad had ordered lamb with mint sauce, and had offered her a bite. She’d moaned in gratitude as the morsel had melted in her mouth. She could definitely see why he enjoyed it so much.

Now the sun rode low on the horizon as Konrad tucked her into his side and they strolled quietly beside a small lake in a secluded area of his den. The heat of his palm warmed her hip.

“What are you thinking about?”

Tyra stopped, turning to face him as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “About how this has been one of best days I’ve had in a long time.”

He smiled, enfolding her in an embrace that brought her body flush with his. “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself. I like having you with me.”

“I like seeing you interact with your pack. You all act like one big family.” Something she’d missed. Her father’s pack had been small, leading her to believe its size was responsible for the intimacy shared among its members. But Konrad’s was large, and yet they still shared the closeness.

“I thought most packs were like that. Is that why you distance yourself so much? Was your alpha cruel?”

Her gaze drifted to his chest. “No Never cruel.” Sadness started creeping in and she didn’t want it to spoil this moment with him. She looked back up at his face, letting a smile play at her lips. “So, you have me out here all to yourself. What do you plan on doing with me?”

“You’re evading.”

She slid her hands up the tight muscles of his chest, digging her nails into his pectorals lightly. “Am I doing a good job at it?”

“For now,” he whispered before nipping at her lower lip.

Her lips parted and he rushed in, gliding his tongue provocatively against hers. Heat coiled inside her as his hands skimmed her bottom before lifting her off the ground. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he sank to his knees on the grass.

The new position brought her core into contact with his erection, and she gasped, clinging tighter to him as he kissed and nibbled her neck. Her hips rocked against him as deep need clawed at her insides. She wanted him like she’d never wanted another. The need to feel his flesh against hers had her hands scrambling for the hem of his shirt. She pushed him back long enough to rip his shirt over his head.

Her hands roamed over his upper body, relishing every hard plane and line. Her tongue and teeth played at the flesh of his neck and shoulder. Konrad growled his approval as he palmed her breasts in his hands. She felt the straps of her tank and bra slide down her shoulder, Konrad’s lips tracing each inch of skin he bared.

A cool breeze floated across her flushed skin as he bared her breast. Her nipple had drawn into a taut peak.

“You’re so beautiful,” he sighed before pulling the tip into his mouth.

She cried out as she fisted her hand in his hair, holding him to her chest in a silent plea for him to continue his exquisite torture. Her hips moved faster against him.

Konrad kissed his way back to her mouth, mumbling praises against her skin before reclaiming her lips. She felt his hand dip into the front of her white shorts, and she leaned back to give him greater access. Her body trembled and she grew slick with need as he dipped his fingers lower, caressing her sensitive flesh.

“Yes…Konrad…please.” Her body burned like never before and she needed the release he could give her.

He nipped her ear. “So soft…so wet.”

*Fans self*

I hope you enjoyed this snippet from The Fire Inside!

Also my very first ever print release is now on sale! You can get it at the Ellora’s Cave website or order it from all major book retailers!

Best wishes,

Virginia Cavanaugh

About Virginia Cavanaugh

Virginia Cavanaugh is a multi-published author of erotic romance. Her work covers many sub-genres as new characters present themselves to her every day. After working for years as a nurse in pediatrics, her love of the alpha hero sparked her desire to bring her own stories to life. When not playing housewife, mother, maid, laundress, taxi driver or just general all-around slave, she enjoys finding a quiet corner to read or work on her next story.

Posted on November 3, 2012, in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Wow! Now I call that a date!

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