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  The waiter was caught off-guard. “Of course, sir,” he said, attempting to conceal his surprise before hurrying off to the busy kitchen. A moment later the Chef’s face appeared, staring out from the doors of the kitchen as the waiter explained the strange request. He looked at Lucas, who smiled back and nodded.

  The waiter walked back over to give Lucas a message from the Chef. “The Chef says it would be his pleasure, anything for the biggest rock star in NYC.”

  Lucas laughed, doing his best to remain humble. “You’re too kind. Tell him I say thank you. I look forward to a meal prepared by the best chef in the city.”

  Carol studied his chiseled face as he interacted with the waiter. How could someone so absolutely phenomenal regard himself without the least bit of conceit? He was at the top of the world, and yet so humble—a veritable King in New York City, the greatest city in the world. He could have anything he wanted, and anyone he wanted. And here he was, dining with her. Her self-consciousness was starting to subside. If Lucas was with her, there must be something about her that was incredibly special.

  Within minutes the table was filled with every sort of culinary delight imaginable. Carol ate the most delicious dish she had ever tasted in her life, then tried the next plate and decided that was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted. The server hurriedly brought over two more plates, uncovering a mouthwatering pair of expertly cooked filet mignons dressed in exotic garnishing. Another plate cover revealed a pistachio crusted rack of lamb, glistening in its glaze as steam loomed over to the delicately arranged caviar covering every pigment of the rainbow. The presentation of each dish was so beautiful; the table bloomed to life as a collage of vibrant foods worthy of their own art display. And there was even sushi. Sushi! At a French restaurant. Oh, the things money could buy! But it can’t buy good taste, she thought. And Lucas has taste, he has class, he has everything.

  An hour later Carol was feeling tipsy from the rosé—also bold and a bit impudent. She slipped her left foot out of her shoe and lifted it up beneath the lux pink tablecloth. She caressed Lucas’ powerful leg, sliding her foot up towards his thigh, playfully rubbing his crotch with her foot. She could feel his cock starting to grow in his pants, but he simply smiled across the table as though it wasn’t even happening.

  “Boy, you’re something else,” she said with a playful smirk.

  He flashed that boyish grin again. It absolutely killed her, seeing that handsome smile.

  “You could have any woman you want in this city—in the whole world even,” she said.

  “That’s… true, I suppose,” he laughed, “I always get what I want.”

  Carol felt her pussy starting to get a little wet. She wanted him to take her right now, but knew that a man like Lucas wouldn’t make it easy for her. There was process, a highly-choreographed way by which he seduced a woman. Lucas wouldn’t just take her, he would take her only when he knew there was nothing in the world she wanted more than his cock inside her. Carol would be the one to crawl to him.

  A man was waving to them at the bar and Lucas hailed him over to their table. She noticed that he never got up to greet other people; they were always coming to him. He was a king. The chat was brief, an exchange of mere pleasantries.

  “Just another hedge fund guy,” he explained. “He manages one of my portfolios.”

  “How many portfolios do you have? You’re something else, really.”

  “Oh, well, it’s important to stay diversified. If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that once you have it all, it’d be a damn shame to lose any of it,” he said, turning slightly pensive. This was the first time all evening he’d said anything without his typical boyish grin.

  They stood outside the restaurant while the valet brought around his car, a black AMG Mercedes coupe. The Benz looked like something a president would drive, not that Carol knew a damn thing about cars. It was sophisticated and subtle, mirroring the mysterious man who owned it. Lucas opened the door for her, and before she knew it they were speeding up the West Side Highway, his hand skillfully working the shifter.

  While they drove, he questioned her more about her new novel. What did she intend to write about? She didn’t know. There were a few ideas, but all were in a nascent stage and none were very exceptional. If her first novel was to make her a name in the literary world, it would take great patience, perseverance and dedication.

  “It takes a tremendous amount of effort to develop a story,” Carol explained. “You have to balance so many different tensions at once. You have to work flawlessly towards a perfect climax.” Looking down she found herself subconsciously working a hand up and down the shifter of the car. She jerked her hand back and put it in her lap. “It’s really something special if you get it right.”

  Lucas pulled up in front of a luxurious building on 77th Street on the Upper West Side. We’re at his apartment, thought Carol. Am I really doing this? I never do things like this. She wondered if Lucas could tell what she was thinking.

  “We’ll just have one last drink, then I’ll have a car bring you home. Wait here while I park the car.” He smiled and her nerves eased just a little bit. I can do this, she thought.

  Carol stepped out of the car onto the sidewalk of 77th street as Lucas stepped on the gas and sped off in search of a parking space.

  She stood there waiting for him outside the building. For a split second Carol panicked, wondering if he had ditched her. No, that didn’t seem right. He wouldn’t go through all this trouble to play some cruel prank. As she waited there, thoughts rushing through her mind, a strange man walked up to her, clearly drunk based on the stumbling way in which he was walking.

  He sidled up next to her, offering a cigarette. Carol declined, and he stood beside her lighting up his own and taking a deep puff. He exhaled and blew smoke out in her direction. Carol coughed, annoyed by the acrid smoke, but he simply wouldn’t leave her alone.

  “Well, what are you doing tonight, baby?” he asked slyly, shooting her a cockeyed, sneering smile—if it could even be called a smile.

  “Nothing, just about to head to bed, waiting for my…” Carol didn’t know what to call him. He wasn’t her boyfriend; what the hell could she say? She didn’t want to lie and she was trying to be as polite as possible, but she wanted to say something to get this man to leave her alone.

  “Waiting for your what? Boyfriend? I don’t see him around. Maybe I ought to take you home tonight? Give you a nice hard…”

  He was cut short as a gigantic grey wolf bounded into view. The strange man turned just as the wolf pounced on him, knocking him backward into the street. A cab swerved and beeped its horn.

  The wolf circled around the man, now cowering on the ground. It growled, spit dripping from its bared fangs. The man reached towards his waist, and the glimmer of a pistol flashed in the glow of the streetlight. The wolf streaked towards him, knocking him unconscious with the swipe of his paw. The strange man laid there, seemingly lifeless, unmoving in the eerie atmosphere of the nearly abandoned city street.

  Suddenly the wolf walked towards Carol, its body writhing and convulsing as it approached. She stood mesmerized as the majestic beast transformed back into the handsome acquaintance she’d met for the first time only two hours ago. The man walked calmly toward her as if nothing happened. Carol shuddered, flinching as he walked up to her.

  “Carol, come to me,” he said.

  But she couldn’t. How could she trust him after this? She’d just seen him attack a man in the street. Sure, he had saved her, but for what reason? What did he plan to do with her?

  Carol couldn’t speak. She was paralyzed with fear, waiting for the man to make his move. She tried to run, but her body wouldn’t let her. She wanted to scream, but something inside her told her to remain quiet. She was still trembling as the man came up to her and took her by the arm.

  “We’re going upstairs. Take my hand and don’t make a sound. If you scream in front of the doorman, I’ll kill you bo
th.”

  They walked inside, hand in hand, acting like some perfect couple. She gave a polite smile as she walked with Lucas toward the elevator. He flashed a huge smile towards the doorman and gave a wave with his big hand. Inside the elevator he grimaced, his stern face not saying a single word.

  The elevator whisked them quickly up to his penthouse apartment. Once inside, Carol was immediately drawn to the window, the majestic scene making her forget her circumstances, the obscene horror she’d felt only minutes ago. She looked out the window at all those lights, those millions of people down below. New York sparkled, even in the rain. She looked out, absolutely mesmerized. The lights of buildings and cars, traffic continuously streaming through the veins of the City, glittering through a veil of rain. She could just make out the Hudson River, a pool of darkness separating the lights of the island metropolis from those of New Jersey. Then she tensed up in horror as she felt him move up behind her.

  “Why have you brought me here?” she trembled.

  “Because I want you. As soon as I saw you, I had to have you,” said Lucas, tracing a hand along the curves of her hips.

  “But you’re Lucas Wilde, you could have any girl in this city. Why me?” said Carol, trembling, scared and unsure of herself. But Lucas’ words had set fire to a new desire inside Carol. She could feel herself getting wet again, this time with the new knowledge of Lucas’ dark secret.

  “I could have any girl in this city, but I don’t want any girl… I want you.”

  Lucas came up closer behind Carol, running his hand down her waist and over her voluptuous ass, giving it a light pinch. She could feel the restraint in his huge, powerful hand. She felt herself getting wetter. He’s going to make his move, she thought. I’m so ready for it. But then she hesitated.

  “But why? Why me?”

  Lucas backed off, pulling back his hand as he spoke these solemn words:

  “Because I’ve seen fit to make you my mate. I’m captivated by your beautiful, voluptuous body. And you’re intelligent, a writer, a creative mind. You’re sensitive, passionate and strong-willed. The perfect traits of a mate, of someone who can care for my young. You know what you want, and the more you think about it, you’ll realize that what you want is right in front of you.” He trailed off, waiting for Carol to make her move.

  Was he joking? Carol couldn’t tell. She could swear she’d seen him morph from a wolf into a human, but right now she didn’t know what to believe. Was he a werewolf? It didn’t matter. She wanted him right now. She wanted his cock inside her badly. She was so wet, wet with a taboo desire she could barely dare to acknowledge. Was she really going to do this?

  Carol slid the dress off her shoulders, exposing her large, DD breasts as she leaned into Lucas and shared an aggressive, passionate kiss, their tongues entering each other’s mouths in an instant hot flash. A sudden animalistic lust awakened in them both as they began to share a heavy breath. His hot tongue spilled over her lips and her face sending goose bumps down her neck. He grabbed at her soft, supple tits with his enormous hands, fondling as they kissed furiously. Carol suddenly pulled away and looked into a pair of dark sparkling eyes and a subtle grin, giving Lucas one last naughty glare before she knelt on the ground in front of him.

  She unzipped his pants and untucked his shirt, pulling out his massive cock. She was shocked by the sheer size of it, and it wasn’t even hard yet. She’s never been with a guy this big before. Could she fit him inside her? She ran her tongue up his huge cock, cupping her mouth around the tip as she got to the top of it. She worked his shaft with her hands while she sucked on the tip of his fat rod. Lucas ran his hand through Carol’s silky hair while she massaged his cock.

  Then she felt his cock getting harder inside her mouth, taking it as deep into her throat as she could, but she couldn’t get more than halfway down his shaft. Lucas started to push her head down onto his cock, ramming the back of her throat. She enjoyed the taste of his salty musk on her tongue as she fingered herself, feeling her wetness through her panties. Just the thought of pleasing such a man made her wet with desire and she shoved two fingers into herself. How could she ever handle his monstrous cock in her tight pussy? She took his cock deeper into her throat, forcing out an audible growl from Lucas.

  He pulled his dick out of her mouth and slapped her lips with it. Lucas’ huge cock fell against her cheek before he put his cock back into her wet and waiting mouth. She was working vigorously, enjoying the taste and the feel of his long hard shaft. She wanted him to come on her face. The thought alone nearly brought her to the verge of orgasm.

  He pulled his dick out of her mouth and slapped her with it again, getting her saliva on her right cheek. He laid her on the leather couch and pulled up her dress, revealing her sexy curves as he tore off her skimpy black panties. She moaned at the thought of what would happen next.

  Rapturous pleasure rushed through her voluptuous body as his two large fingers penetrated her tight, wet pussy. Carol moaned, arching her back, pushing herself onto his fingers, melting with pleasure at his touch, yet still aching for the finality of his huge, rock-hard cock. She pushed her breasts together, pinching her own nipples, waiting for him to fuck her. The tip of his dick ran up against her lips, easing in ever so slightly as he rubbed it against her, his sheer size simultaneously a taunt, a tease, and a wild temptation.

  A gasp of pain emitted from her sensuous lips as he entered her. Her pussy was so small and tight, could she even handle him? But she was wet too, and soon she was lost in the endless pleasure his cock gave her as Lucas pumped in and out of her pussy. She felt his enormous cock stretching her body as he thrust faster and faster with beast-like ferocity, feeling the raw power of his meticulously-trained, animal-like body.

  “Oh, God yes!” Carol screamed.

  Then he pulled his cock all the way out, making her wait before plunging it back into her again, deeper this time, her pleasure magnified by those few withholding seconds. An immense wave of pure bliss gushed through her body, her pussy now dripping wet with hot sex. Body heat rising and both now drenched in sweat, she momentarily gazed at his sharply defined torso, even more glorious in its sweaty sheen.

  With his cock still inside her, Lucas picked Carol up and sat on the couch with her legs straddling his rock-solid core. She rode his cock as he grabbed her large, perky ass, pushing her down onto him, his cock going ever deeper into her perfect, wet pussy. She ran her hands over his broad chest and down his huge arms, feeling the hardness of his biceps and the bulging tendons of his forearms. It’s all mine, she thought, this body, this perfect body is mine.

  “Yes, yes, FUCK ME!” she screamed in pleasure. And then he threw her off of him. He got up, bending her over the arm of the couch, her big ass up in the air.

  “Arch your back, stick your ass up so I can fuck you.”

  Grabbing her ass, he slid two fingers inside her, preparing her for his cock. He rammed his throbbing cock into her hard, pushing deeper and deeper, her swollen lips swallowing his pulsing hard cock. He held her arms behind her back and pulled her towards him as she pushed her ass up against him, mimicking his rhythm with her body. His enormous hands squeezed her supple tits as he wrapped himself around her, pushing himself as deep as he could possibly go. She was going to come, but she wanted to stave off the feeling, to prolong her pleasure ever-longer.

  “I’m going to COME, I’m coming,” she moaned.

  “Turn your face toward me, I want to look into your beautiful eyes when you come.”

  She looked back to see him staring at her with intense passion as she felt the most violent orgasm of her young life. She pushed back onto his cock, convulsing with pleasure, writhing with animalistic lust. She fell limp, her legs numb with bliss, but Lucas wasn’t finished. He flung her on her back and shoved his still-hard cock inside her, pumping vigorously, feeling her inside and out. He stroked for a few more seconds before exploding inside her, filling her with his seed, its hot stickiness oozing inside the warmth of he
r tight pussy.

  Lucas held his member inside her a moment longer before pulling it out, looking into Carol’s eyes with an intense passion.

  “You’re mine now, Carol. I need you with me.”

  Carol nodded her head, tears forming in her eyes. She thought of all the guys who had rejected her, the men in her life who had never appreciated her, the men who had used her and then moved on. How could she be sure that this time was different?

  As if he could read her thoughts, Lucas spoke:

  “Carol, I know what you think of me, that I’m some animal who’s only going to fulfill his lust before running away, but I’m not like that. When I choose a mate, I do so for a reason, and I expect her to show me the same loyalty that I show to her.”

  Carol nodded, still unsure, but willing herself to trust this strange man, this strange creature, against all odds.

  “Will you stay with me? Do you trust me enough to be with me? Despite… despite my… condition?”

  Finally, Carol had the strength to speak, feeling oddly sure of herself.

  “Yes, I want you. I want to be with you and only you,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him in for a hot, passionate kiss. And for once in her life, she felt safe, completely at home in Lucas’ strong arms.

  Copyright © 2013 by Cassie Laurent.

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