Curves for the Werewolf (Paranormal BBW Erotic Romance, Alpha Wolf Mate) (2 page)

Then, much like he had entered the train, he slipped out of it with an agile motion, just before the doors could close on him. We had been in the second to last car of the train and I was almost fifty yards away from the stairs up to the street. I clutched my purse and walked through the empty subway station as quickly as possible, my heels tapping on the dirty ground beneath me.

Then I heard piercing noises from behind. The shredding of fabric, that torturous tearing sound, the growls of pain and fury. I turned back to find the strange man from the subway car, in a process of horrific transformation, as fur engulfed his sharp cheekbones, a snout extruding from his face as his head transformed into the terrifying majesty of a gigantic wolf’s head.

I kicked my heels off and began running, not giving a damn how dirty the ground was. The man ran after me jumping in the air, his muscular body morphing with feral strength into the powerful frame of a massive wolf. He bounded towards me and in seconds I was pulled off my feet, the fabric of my dress caught in the vicious jaws of this monster.

He jumped four feet down onto the tracks of the subway as he carried me, terrified, down through the darkened passageway. My mind raced. Complete terror. I was screaming. Please let me go.
Let me go
. Is this how I die? How will they ever find me? I envisioned my face plastered on the cover of the papers. Missing girl. Early twenties.
I’m going to die in the most horrible way imaginable
.

Then I blacked out.

I awoke later in what seemed to be a darkened cave. I could hear water dripping and then a train went by perhaps thirty yards away from me. It sounded close, but I couldn’t really tell. I was still underground and could feel the vibrations as they rolled through the cavernous space. Where am I?

Then fear shot through me as I looked up to see the face of the dark man from the subway.

“Hello, Maggie. I was wondering when you’d wake up.”

“Why are you doing this to me?” I asked, so scared and powerless. I was close to tears once again.

“Instinct. Preservation of the species. Survival of the fittest.”

He got down next to me on the ground, sliding the blankets off me and revealing my naked body. I hastily pulled it back up to cover myself.

“I got you out of those wet clothes, so you wouldn’t catch a chill,” he whispered in his snarling way, sounding completely at odds with the supposed concern expressed by this gesture. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“What do I have to do to get out of here?” I asked, realizing I had to give him what he wanted if I had any hope of getting out of this alive.

“Whatever you want to do.”

He pulled the blanket off of me again and moved on top of me, pressing my body to the ground. His hot breath touched my face, sending shivers down my spine. His fingers crept along my neck, then down my chest over my large breasts. Further down they slid, slowly, torturing me with their circuitous path. Across my stomach, along my hips, and finally circling towards my pussy.

“You want this, don’t you?” he said, halting the movement of his fingers.

Was this really happening? How could I stop him?
Did I even want to stop him?
All I could do was close my eyes and wait. Was I scared? Sure. Did I want him? I don’t know. I could feel my body craving something, and I was powerless to fight against it. I couldn’t do anything but give into the magnetism of this strange man, this mysterious animal.

“Do you want me inside you?”

I opened my eyes and looked into his, but didn’t dare say a word. I nodded, my eyes expressing my submission, to both his desire and my own. He trailed his fingers down to my pussy, now soaked with the thought of him inside me. He caressed my clit, sliding the tips of two fingers along my wet lips, before plunging them forcefully inside me. I gasped, moaning with pleasure, surprised at the way I felt.

“Who are you?” I gasped.

“My name is Silas.”

“But
who
are you?
What
are you?” I whispered, writhing my body on his fingers as he played with my clit.

He laughed. “I think you’ve had an idea about what I am for quite some time. Have you noticed me around lately?”

A sudden wave of understanding took hold of me.

“The park. You were in the park,” I said, wanting to scream, but feeling weak with his fingers inside me, pleasuring me in rhythmic motion.

“Yes, I was in the park. But before that, for many weeks now. Haven’t you felt my presence? Have you ever felt like you were being followed, only to turn around to find an empty street?”

I didn’t answer him, but deep inside myself I knew the truth. Tonight wasn’t the first time I’d felt like that. For months now there had been this weird aura settling over my life. It was as if I was being watched.

“I’ve been watching you, protecting you while I decided whether you were fit to be my mate.”

Mate? What the hell was he talking about? I was trembling, unsure of what he was about to do next. He was still touching me, torturing me with the hint of pleasure, pleasure postponed, withheld until I begged him for it. I wanted him inside me, and it was only now that I could finally acknowledge this strange desire, this driving force of my inner nature.

“Why me?” I asked, still not understanding why I should be chosen.

“Why not? Your luscious, wide hips make you a perfect fit as a mate. Large breasts to suckle, to nourish the young. And you’re strong, emotionally strong. I’ve watched you for so long, I can tell. You walk around feeling self-conscious, and questioning your every move. But I know you better than you know yourself. You’re determined; you know how to handle yourself, but you also know when to listen. You know when to obey your alpha,” said Silas, breathing his hot breath into my face as he spoke. The sensation it created on the sensitive skin of my cheek making me melt. He was still rubbing my clit, practically making me beg for him to get inside me, to fill me up with his huge cock.

“Silas…” I moaned, perhaps trying to coax him in, to let him know I was ready for whatever he had planned.

“Yes, Maggie?” he said in his throaty, growl of a whisper.

“Please…let me…” I could barely speak. I didn’t dare give voice to the desire that was welling up within my body.

“Go?” he asked, almost sarcastically and sneeringly. He knew he had me, he knew I would do whatever he wanted.

“No, I don’t want to go, I—I want…” I couldn’t finish my thought, for at the moment he mounted me, pushing his hard cock inside me, sending the most momentous sensations through my body.

He brought his head down towards mine as he thrust deep inside me, coming in for a hot, wet kiss. My tongue swirled inside his mouth, flitting in and out. Animalistic hunger, lust, primal lust that felt like complete rapture. The rhythm of his body, the taut muscles straining and then relaxing as he pumped his member in and out of me, was hypnotizing. I gave myself over entirely to the demands of nature, to the primal desires of my supple, curvy body.

His cock was enormous, and as it pulsed through me I felt tinges of pain that slowly gave way to all-encompassing pleasure. He lapped at my nipples, cupping my large, supple breasts with his hands as he pushed his member in and out of me, filling me with pleasure as the stimulation broke in waves through my body, making me tingle from my hands to my feet. I writhed beneath him, gyrating as he forced himself deeper.

Small hot breaths escaped my mouth as I moaned unintelligible words, carried over into the beyond by the completion of this act, the cathartic energy that broke between us and spilled out over the darkness of the underground cave. His pumping became deeper and more furious, and in seconds I could feel him spilling his seed inside me, its warm stickiness lining my pussy and sending my own body into violent orgasm. I let my head fall gently backward to the ground as I moaned in pleasure.

Words escaped me as I lay there in exhausted bliss with my eyes closed. I didn’t dare open them to look at the man, the beast before me. I didn’t want to take the chance that this was all some fantastic dream.

Then I felt his hand brush up against my face.

“Maggie, open your eyes and look at me,” he said quietly, but sternly.

I did as he asked, wanting to please him, but perhaps more so driven by the fear of what would happen to me if I refused.

“You’re my mate now, do you trust me? I need you to trust me, because I need you.”

I nodded. “I trust you,” I whispered, weak and vulnerable as I lay on the ground, my voluptuous body depleted of all energy after the force of my orgasm.

He was about to speak again when something emerged out of the darkness, bounding towards us and knocking Silas to the ground. An enormous, dark wolf stood over my body, growling as it looked me over hungrily, licking its chops, saliva dripping from its ghastly fangs.

I glanced over in the darkness, my body trembling as tears streaked across my face. So
now
I was going to die. After I had found my place, after finding someone who needed me, I was going to die. But then I saw Silas in the throes of transformation, his strong, muscular frame swelling up as his body contorted and his features changed, his limbs morphing as he flew through the air. When Silas landed he was the majestic wolf of earlier, his grey fur emitting an illuminating, otherworldly glow in the underground darkness.

He and the stranger circled each other, growling as they pondered who would be first to strike. The stranger made a move to grab me, snapping its huge jaws just inches from my face as I rolled away at the last second, a move of pure, animal-like instinct.

Silas knocked the other wolf straight out of the air, their muscled bodies flying through the open space and landing on subway tracks almost fifty feet away. I was enthralled by the force of these creatures as I watched in horror as Silas pinned the strange wolf to the ground. The wolf was able to kick off Silas, leaving him lying on his back on the tracks. He was ready to go in for the kill, to pounce and finish Silas off for good.

Silas dodged him and the strange wolf clattered into a large puddle to the side of the tracks, his dark grey fur muddied by the dirty underground water. Silas grabbed him by the scruff of his neck, making him howl in pain at the sharp teeth cutting through his skin. With all his might Silas hurled the enemy wolf through the air. The wolf somersaulted through the air and landed back on the subway tracks, his wet torso landing on the electrified third rail.

I watched in horror as sparks shot out and the creature convulsed, writhing in pain as his body was electrocuted. I watched as the wolf turned back into a long-haired man with a scar cut vertically down his right cheek, just barely visible in the ephemeral light of the sparks. Silas bounded toward me, his body morphing back into the shape of a man as he jumped up from the tracks into the cave.

I moved away as he came towards me, scared of him, scared of what he might do to me. I was sweating now, crying again, whimpers that expressed an involuntary fear. I’d been hurt so many times before, this was simply hurt taking a more visceral form. He leaned down towards me, making an attempt to calm and soothe me, but I couldn’t contain myself.

“Maggie, I’m sorry you had to see that.”

I nodded, trying to stifle a sob. I still had no idea what I was doing here.

“Maggie, you told me you trusted me before. Do you still trust me?”

Despite all my reservations, deep down I knew that did trust him. Despite his volatility and the violence I’d just seen him visit on a strange foe, I trusted him with my life.

“Yes,” I whimpered, trying to be strong for him.

“I told you I’d protect you. You’re my mate now. I could never let any harm befall you.”

His hand touched my chin as he leaned in for a deep kiss. I could swear I almost tasted his animal nature as my tongue spilled over his lips and into his mouth. Suddenly my fear was gone. I knew I would be safe with him.

“Listen, we have to go. We aren’t safe here anymore. They’ve sent one to find me; there will be more to follow. It’s inevitable, the war we wage is endless, an endless struggle for life, for survival. But now I have you with me, giving me the strength I need.”

He leaned in to kiss me again.

“I know a place that’s safe, my brothers will be there, my pack. There is safety in numbers. I could never let any harm befall you,” said Silas. “But I need you to trust me.”

Just then he pulled away from me as his body morphed back into that of the majestic, grey wolf, a supernatural wonder that stretched the bounds of my imagination—and yet here he was in front of me. Surely no dream could be so vivid. I’d known that all along.

I threw my arms around Silas’ furry neck, holding on tight as he ran with boundless speed down the darkened tunnel of the maze of the subway channels. I didn’t know where I was going. I didn’t care, because I knew I would be safe.