Werewolf

　　AMALA
　　The sound of my alarm clock rings from my phone and I am awakened from that strange dream. 
　　I jolt up as my eyes scan to see I am back in my cramped apartment. Amy is sleeping next to me as her lips curve into a soft smile, indicating that she probably has a good dream right now.
　　Unlike mine.
　　I slowly get up from the mattress as I head to the sink and wash my face. As I look at my reflection in the mirror, I see my cheeks incredibly red. 
　　My fingers reach to touch my parted lips and the kiss and the touches he gave me felt so real.
　　Yet, he said so many cheesy words that I feel like I've mixed his words from movies I've watched.
　　It's been a week since I've last seen him. And as much as I want to forget about that wolf, there are occasions that my mind wanders off recalling his voice.
　　Am I attracted to him? I wouldn't deny he is a very handsome man. Am I attracted i

　　AMALA
　　My body feels a strange heat each time we touch but I am too stunned and scared to care.
　　He hasn't released me yet as his arms tighten his embrace as his nose is pressed on my hair as he inhales. 
　　Is h-he sniffing me?
　　"You can't hide me for too long. I can still remember your scent and your touch." 
　　"I can also smell your arousal for me, human."
　　My cheeks turn red yet I haven't said a word. 
　　He releases me a bit but he grabs my wrist as he pulls me out, exposing me for the other wolf and the loan sharks.
　　"H-hey!" I half-yell and half-whisper him. But what's the point?
　　Eyes are now turning to our direction as I gulp. A strange feeling of dread comes to the pit of my stomach when I look at the sinister eyes of the loan sharks.
　　Mr. Berns' eyes widen in shock as his jaw drops. We exchange looks and I mouth him "Amy". His finger points down before hiding his hands 

　　AMALA
　　“Hng…Mhmm…” 
　　I groan as I am surrounded by heat as strong warm hands roam around my soft, tanned skin. 
　　I realize that I’m in bed and I am shamelessly naked and inviting the cool breeze on my heated flesh that I shiver. 
　　Yet, my body trembles for a different reason. 
　　And I can’t even move my body while large, manly hands continue to tease me, caressing more on my waist.
　　What’s going on?
　　I attempt to open my eyes but fail as they get heavier on each attempt. Right now, my body is experiencing a foreign sense of euphoria just by someone else’s touch.
　　Pants and moans have gone louder as my body is being pinned to my bed by an unknown weight.
　　A weight I recognize to be a man. 
　　His strong, large hands stop closer to my bare chest, not moving a single bit before his fingertips trail around the pink buds in a circular motion. 
　　He does it so frustratingly slow, without flicking my tits. 
　　His endless teasing is without a doubt intentional as I keep squirming around. If only I could move, I would have guided his hands to play with my nipples. 
　　Noticing my discontent, the man above me chuckles and his deep, baritone voice makes my leaking girlhood tremble.
　　He stops his ministrations finally freeing my breasts  and I just wait there, impatiently for his touch once more. 
　　I know he’s going to do it. So I brace myself for—
　　“Ah!” I release a delectable gasp as both of my nipples are being pinched by those talented fingers. Soon, one of them is immediately replaced by a warm moist mouth as his tongue attacks on it.
　　I continue to moan as my hands are free from the paralysis and hold his head, touching his luscious soft hair. 
　　He continues to pleasure me and I want nothing more but for him to give me more of those unending waves of euphoric feeling!
　　So I shamelessly thrust my hips upward, hitting his chest with my wet core instead. 
　　My cheeks flushed from my strange behavior. I’ve never been like this as I was never this sensitive before. Yet I’m doing something so lewd as I spread my legs wider, inviting this unknown man to devour me.
　　But one thing that comes to my mind.
　　It’s definitely a lucid dream. It has to be.
　　And because it’s a dream, I’ll let him do anything he wants with me, anything to make me reach the peak of pleasure.
　　But just his teasing isn't enough to make me reach climax.
　　The man’s hands left my breasts and it feels oddly cold once his warm touch disappears. But not long after, I hear a sound of a zipper unfastened and my womanhood throb with anticipation.
　　I spread my legs, readying myself for him. 
　　W-wait, why am I suddenly needy for this when it’s my first time? My cheeks redden at the thought.
　　‘It’s just a dream,’ I reassure myself. ‘This isn’t real life. I’m not losing anything from this.’
　　Then I hear a soft chuckle reverberating from the unknown man. 
　　“Such an impatient human.”
　　I gasp, my eyes that were heavy are being forcibly opened wide. 
　　I recognize that voice.
　　Before me is the face of that handsome wolf from that evening. Naked from top to bottom. His legs are between my thighs and as I scan down from his toned muscular body till the bottom where I can see his huge bulging dick, my cheeks flushed.
　　“Like what you see, my little raven?” He says with a smirk.
　　“T-this gotta be a dream!” My arm immediately sways to push him aside but when his fingers start playing with my clitoris, I release a lewd moan.
　　“Even if it is, it doesn’t mean you don’t want it, human.” 
　　"T-that's not it, wolf! This is more of a nightmare!"
　　He gives me a knowing look. "Are you sure about that? When was the last time you ever had a wet dream?"
　　I ponder for a moment. Yeah, since when have I had wet dreams like this? 
　　"Admit it, you desire me after our first meeting, human." He gives me a devilish grin. 
　　"No, I d-don't! I—Aah!" I yelp as his fingers flick my clit. 
　　"You secretly desire to be loved like this after watching numerous movies showcasing sex. You envy those women in the past and how you yearn to be in their place."
　　His fingers twisting my clit as he explains. He leans on my ear as he nibs my earlobe. “But after tasting what pleasure feels for the first time, you dream of me, a wolf who shower  you with this feeling.”
　　He smirks as I continue moaning before him. 
　　"You savor every touch I make and each time your body quivers sends me joy of seeing you writhe with sinful pleasure.”
　　He’s right. I love everything he does with my body. I close my eyes as I spread my legs wider as he continues fingering my most sensitive parts.
　　“You are now being honest. Good. Remember, my dear raven. Scream out  while I bring you to the gates of Heaven.”
　　His head lowers and moves in between my legs as he stares at my leaking hole. He gives it a blow and I mewl at his cold breath. 
　　An intrusive tongue enters inside my hole as I inhale sharply as my chest rises up. Not long after, his moist tongue searches something deep inside my womanhood. 
　　"Ooh! Oh, yes!" His fingers busy themselves by playing with my swollen clit once more and my body twists and turns from this unstoppable pleasure. 
　　However, when his tongue reaches a part I couldn’t reach on my own, my whole body thrusts upwards from the jolt of pleasure rising from my lower regions.
　　“This is your sweet spot, human. I’ll take good care of it.”
　　“W-Wha—AAAH!” I scream again as his tongue now thrusts to that spot while his fingers keep rubbing my clit at the same pace.
　　I feel like I’m nearing something. The intensity of his touches make me nearly faint from this intense pleasure. 
　　“No, stop! Please! I can’t! N-No more!” I scream like he wants me to and each time screams of pleasure echoes in this dream-like abyss, he quickens the pace, fulfilling his promise of making me cum. 
　　“AAAAH!” I feel something wet burst out from my womanhood until I drop back in bed. Exhausted, I try to keep myself from panting as I lay down fully satiated from the feeling of an intense climax.
　　The wolf shifts to be next to me, as he pulls me in an embrace. His sudden gentleness catches me off guard that leaves me speechless.
　　“You are mine, Amala. I desire you more than anyone else.” He gives me a soft kiss on my lips before he deepens it. I can taste myself before he releases me.
　　A faint smile crosses his lips as his eyes—that used to be crimson when I first met him, is the color of bright blue, softens as he caresses my cheek. 
　　“I swear under the eyes of the Moon Goddess that I will continue to love you for eternity, my fated mate.”

　　AMALA
　　The sound of my alarm clock rings from my phone and I am awakened from that strange dream. 
　　I jolt up as my eyes scan to see I am back in my cramped apartment. Amy is sleeping next to me as her lips curve into a soft smile, indicating that she probably has a good dream right now.
　　Unlike mine.
　　I slowly get up from the mattress as I head to the sink and wash my face. As I look at my reflection in the mirror, I see my cheeks incredibly red. 
　　My fingers reach to touch my parted lips and the kiss and the touches he gave me felt so real.
　　Yet, he said so many cheesy words that I feel like I've mixed his words from movies I've watched.
　　It's been a week since I've last seen him. And as much as I want to forget about that wolf, there are occasions that my mind wanders off recalling his voice.
　　Am I attracted to him? I wouldn't deny he is a very handsome man. Am I attracted in a way I want to date him? 
　　No, of course not. 
　　Ever since I've given up my acting dream, I exh

Chapter Ten