Story 2: Happy Howl-O-Ween
In this story, you are a woman in her mid-twenties.
Let this tale of a chance meeting begin.…
This sucks. It is Halloween and I am alone yet again. I have the worst taste in men. All that I let close betray me. I have been lied to, cheated on, and even beaten. Maybe I should consider dating women?
I was supposed to be going to this house party with my boyfriend. We were going as Beauty and the Beast. I laugh at the thought. My boyfriend was no beast with a prince charming underneath. No, he was just a worthless cheat like the rest.
Why am I still going to a party? I am not going to let him and the whores he fucked ruin my good time. Who knows maybe I will find a one-nighter? I put the finishing touches on my costume. I decided not to do the wig and I did my makeup how I wanted too.
I make my way to the location. I double-check to make sure that it is right. Instead of pulling up to what I thought would have been a normal club, I pulled up to this instead.
I am now staring at a very creepy Victorian home. Yes, it is decorated for Halloween but it feels haunted. I have always believed that we weren't alone in this world, and now I believe even more. But I came here to drink and dance away my funk and that's what I am going to do!
They went all out, but this is no normal club either because not everyone is wearing costumes. No, some people are naked or very close to it. To each their own I say. I have never tried BDSM, but I am a bit curious about it not the pain but what it is like to surrender to someone you trust.
I see a few people I know so I hang out with them. I do see the guy that recently moved to town. You can't miss him. He's gorgeous and just has this rugged masculine dominance about him.
He's in a black leather suit. Although he's not wearing a costume, he stands out but not because of how he's dressed but because of the aura he excludes. Damn, he's fine! Oh shit! He's coming this way.
I try to hide amongst my friends, but it doesn't work.
He extends his hand to me, “I’m Evan, but tonight you may call me Master.”
I take his hand as I giggle, “I am Christine, but tonight I won't be mastered because I intend to tame a few beasts.”
He chuckles, “Is that so? Well then care to dance?”
We set the dancefloor on fire. There's an attraction between us and I can't tell if it is purely physical or something more. “My little Beauty is quite the temptress,” he joked as he ran his hands along my body.
Everywhere he touched tingled and burned. I wanted more. I want to feel what it is like to be consumed by him even if just for tonight. I pulled him down to look him in the eyes, “Take me somewhere.”
He growled, “I have wanted that since I first saw you.” Good, it appears that our attraction is mutual. We went to a private room and he locked the door.
“I don't think that I can hold back,” he grumbles as he nips at my neck.
“What if that's what I want?” I tease.
“Woman, you don't know what you're asking,” Evan states as he sucks my neck.
“Show me what you’ve got, Big Man. Unless you're scared of a little princess like me!” I taunt him.
“I'm fearless, my precious pet. Your safeword is Beast and you're going to need it!” he commanded before he ripped my dress off.
I gasped in surprise at the sudden chill as my nipples instantly hardened into stiff peaks. As my tattered dress fell to the floor, he scooped me up. He tossed me onto the bed, and then he removed his shoes, jacket, and shirt.
Oh fuck, does he look good! He's slightly tanned and has tattoos on his chest and arms. He's way out of my league, but the hunger in his eyes can't be denied. He wants me maybe as much as I want him.
As he runs his hand down my trembling body, “Last chance before I no longer have control. If you don't intend to be mine, tell me.”
“Yours?” I ask panting.
“Yes, mine! All mine!” he growled.
His eyes began to glow a gold that could rival the sun. But I didn't feel fear or even hesitate. It was as if I knew exactly what he meant and yearned for it.
“Take me, make me yours,” I cried as I raked my nails down his chest.
“At last, my mate!” then he kissed me with such force as his freehand ripped my panties off. My hands fumbled at removing his pants, but good lord how he fit into those leather pants is beyond me.
He grabs my legs and puts them over his shoulders. He leans down as the head of his cock grazes my entrance, “Once I am in you, you are mine. Only mine. Do you understand?”
Maybe I shouldn't, but somehow part of me does, “Yes, now claim me!”
With a growl, he thrust into me. I grabbed his hair and pulled him to kiss me before I bit his neck. His growl and thrusts intensified. As I cried out, his teeth sank into my neck. First pain and then pleasure flooded my senses.
Sweat poured from our bodies, but eventually we both came. He fell onto his back on the bed and pulled me over. His eyes still glowed as he grinned wolfishly at me, “So does Beauty still think that she can tame this Beast?”
I giggle, “Oh shut up!”
We lay like that for a few minutes before he got up and stood by the open window. A full moon now hung low in the sky.
“Come, it is time for our pack to meet my Luna,” he said as he extended a hand to me.
“Your what?” I ask.
Suddenly he starts to shift into a werewolf.
“My mate, my Luna!” he says as he licks the mark on my neck.
I felt an odd tingling and then noticed myself changing. Wait! I'm a werewolf! We both howled before we leaped out of the window.