Wait! Werewolves Exist?
Chapter 33

AMBER.

In my dream, I found myself back at the lake. The full moon bathing the entire clearing in it’s pale light. I was completely naked, and the gentle breeze caressed my bare skin. I slowly walked to the waters edge, the grass soft under my feet. Kneeling, i looked into it’s reflective surface, which was smooth like a mirror, and I saw it again. The face of a wolf looking back at me instead of my own face. This time, I paid more attention to it. After all, I knew things now that I hadn’t known the last time I’d come here in a dream. Had my subconscious been trying to tell me then that I was a werewolf? i wondered. Or was it more than that. Was it something deeper. I gazed at the image of the wolf in the water and took in every detail. She was truly beautiful. Her fur was a metallic silver colour. It moved in the bread like shimmery threads. glistening as they caught the light. There was something else. She was almost glowing softly in the moonlight. Her eyes were the most dazzling silver I had ever seen. I was mesmerised by her beauty. I wanted to reach out and touch her, but I was afraid that she would disappear if I disturbed the water’s surface. She seemed to smile at me, and I felt an overwhelming sense of calm. I could have happily stayed there forever, just watching her.

I was disturbed by a sound that came from behind me. I turned quickly to find the black and white wolf there again. I wasn’t afraid. I was curious. I walked up to him and reached up. I ran my hands through his thick fur. It was soft and warm. It felt luxurious. He allowed me to touch him, staying perfectly still until i was done. I stopped standing right in front of him, looking into his deep blue eyes, like navy pools of darkness. He began to back up, and suddenly, there wasn’t a wolf standing in front of me anymore. It was Jason instead. He was naked, and I found my eyes travelling his toned, tanned body. I felt no embarrassment as he eyed my own nakedness hungrily. It was clear that he liked what he saw. I could feel the wetness starting between my legs as we stood visually, taking each other in. I wanted to feel him touching me. Wanted to know how it felt to k**s him.

I approached him confidently and lightly ran my fingers over his hard, torso. He looked like he’d been sculpted from marble. He lifted my face gently so that our eyes met before kissing me deeply. His e******n was now pressed against me as our hands explored each other while we kissed. We pulled apart, and he turned me around. Planting warm, hungry k****s along my neck as one hand claimed my breast and the other moved down between my legs. I parted them a little to allow him access. As his fingers moved expertly, I felt my o****m building. I screamed out his name in pleasure as I found my release.

I was feeling greedy tonight. I wanted more. Turning to face him, I was surprised to see it was no longer Jason there with me. Chris had taken his place. Before I had a chance to protest, our lips were meeting in a k**s so full of passion that it would have made the devil himself blush. Chris had always been an amazing kisser. I let myself melt into his strong arms. I dropped my hands to his perfect arse, letting my fingers wander up to the small of his back and then back down. I enjoyed the way his body reacted to my touch. His head dipped down, and his mouth covered my hard n****e. I gasped as he nibbled gently. He dropped to his knees and began kissing my stomach in a trail that led downwards. I m****d in pleasure as his tongue flicked over my c******s. He looked up at me and smiled, that sexy f*****g smile that had seduced me so many times, before devouring my now soaking wet p***y. I had my hand in his blonde hair, gripping a handful making him growl.

I felt his growl. It rumbled through me, tipping me over the edge and into another o****m. My body was still trembling when he stood up and brushed the hair out of my face. Only to my shock, it wasn’t Chris’s chocolate brown eyes that I found myself looking into, but Adam’s sparkling emerald green ones. My breath caught in my chest, and I bit my l*p to stop myself crying out in surprise. He smiled at me , and any thoughts of Chris vanished in an instant. His muscular arms felt so good wrapped around me, and as our lips met in soft k****s, we collapsed to the ground in a tangled heap. Our naked bodies entwined. I lay on my back, the soft grass tickling my skin. He knelt in front of me, his body on full show for me. I felt a growl of approval escape from my mouth.

I opened my legs, inviting him in. In seconds, he was deep inside me. Our bodies moved in perfect harmony. I could feel his hot breath on my neck as another o****m began to build. I gently m****d his name and felt his muscles tense up as he achieved his own release. The sensation of his d**k pulsing deep inside of me caused my own o*****s arrival. It ripped through me, wave after wave of extreme pleasure. This one was stronger than I’d ever experienced before.

So strong that it woke me from my sleep. As I lay in bed breathing heavily. Just trying to calm my racing heartbeat. Every detail of my dream was still clear in my mind. What could any of it mean? Once my body had finally calmed down a little, I got up. I needed a shower and a coffee before going to the restaurant to help out this morning. I froze suddenly, I hope Adam’s not there. I thought out loud. How could I be near him after that dream?