Taken by the Wolf God

TakenbytheWOLFGOD

 

 

When Sonja, a beautiful and deadly werewolf, takes her two best friends to the sleaziest bar around on the night of Lupercalia, only she knows what’s about to happen. Her friends are newly bitten, they’re unaware of what goes down with the wolves on their holiest night and they are not prepared for the uncontrollable sexual frenzy that’s coming.

Sonja has her eye on the two rough studs playing pool, Carissa is shooting glances at the bartender, and sheltered co-ed Chelsea is about to get her world rocked by a whole table of men at once.

But another sexy presence is in the bar tonight and it has plans for Sonja.

“Taken by the Wolf God” is a 5,000 word erotic short story.

 

EXCERPT

Last year, in the woods near Big Sur, Sonja and the pack spent a full week clearing out a coven of rogue witches who had been preying on travelers. The crafty will-workers left sex traps hidden all about their compound. The witches had charms that protected them from the spells but the pack had no such defense. Entering a clearing with a pack mate, big strong Tom. she’d been caught unawares as glowing blue runes exploded from the ground like a net. The sigils leapt like snakes and wound themselves into her mind and blood. The spell wasn’t lethal—the witches didn’t have that kind of power—just annoying. It wouldn’t release its captive until they’d had a certain number of orgasms. The sex was mindless, artless. It was fun enough in a sloppy, drunken way. But Sonja vastly preferred the touch of Lupercus. The holiday’s magic heightened her sense of self. It unearthed the secret passions that she couldn’t even admit to herself. It held up a mirror to her naked body and showed her how beautiful she was, how everything she wanted was right and just and perfect. 

The two men, she decided to call them Lithe and Strong, circled Sonja like predators while she stood still in the middle of the bar, limned with the light of a bare bulb, her cocoa skin glowing with desire. A hand reached out, caressed the line of her hip as Lithe moved around her. Strong’s hand slapped her ass with a stinging blow. They stayed at a slight remove, spiraling about her, making her dizzy with their motion. Fingers stroked her neck, touched her lips. Another hand roughly pinched of her nipples. The roles became clear: Lithe was the gentle one, skilled fingers painting her body while Strong took what he needed from her, eliciting gasps and moans and trembling glances with his spanking and grasping. 

A cry behind her as the bartender’s fingers found Carissa’s hungry cunt. The dominatrix lay restrained with discarded clothes, gagged and blindfolded. The bartender’s face split with a feral grin as she worked more and more fingers into the woman.

Chelsea danced on a table, surrounded by admiring men. Her curvy hips swaying slowly to some song only she could hear. The men kissed her toes as she danced, ran their fingers up her thighs. 

On any other day of the year Sonja would have had nothing to do with these men. She was a successful executive. If she wanted sex she found it, but that happened too rarely. Work and pack left little time for fun in her life. And if she was honest with herself she found most men beneath her. They couldn’t keep up with her mind, felt threatened by her career, were intimidated by her beauty. The few men who were her equals were either married or had the most deplorable taste in women, choosing young trophy wives over a challenging partner like her. She dominated in the boardroom, dominated in the bedroom. The entire world was a mountain to be scaled, a challenge to best, a dragon to slay. But Lupercalia, blessed Lupercalia, flipped her on her head. She wanted nothing more that night than to be the plaything of two hot men. To do whatever they wanted of her, no matter how degrading.

 

 

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