“…As a matter of fact, that is exactly what I am; A werewolf. She could not lose this man again, not for a second. XXNX Her pheromone charged aroma was diving him wild with need. What they had done could not be called making love, it was far too intense for that. “Drink?” She called from the sanctuary of her bedroom. He adjusted and buried his cock within her depths. He hailed a cab and they ended up at an Italian restaurant that had been recommended by the driver. “Well you should, it was your fault and you were there, you bastard!” She laughed a little nervously and felt a thrill travel the length of her spine in a shiver as the memory flooded back.
