Wait! Werewolves Exist?
Chapter 42

AMBER.

I’m not sure how it happened, but somehow, we ended up at the lake. We sat on its bank, and he reached out to gently brush hair out of my face. “You look so beautiful” he said, his voice low and hungry. I gulped. “Thank you.” He looked around and sighed, sounding slightly sad. “This lake has always been special to me. I used to come here a lot as a child with Alpha and Luna Rivers and their daughter.” He said, looking deep into my eyes. “She was my friend and I was told that one day our parents hoped that we would be mates.” He told me. His eyes seemed to be searching for something in my face. “I was eight when she died.” He continued “I still miss her.” He finished. I suddenly realised why the boy in the picture looked so familiar. It was him. I reached up and ran my hand over his stubbled face. Part of me wanted to tell him everything, but something stopped me. I was about to speak, to tell him who i was, when a voice somewhere inside me whispered. “Don’t. Amber, do not tell him anything.” The voice was strained as if it was taking everything to give me the message. For some reason, I knew that I should listen.

He moved my hand to his mouth and kissed it. I wanted him to k**s more than that. I wanted to feel his lips on every part of my body. As if he could read my mind, suddenly his lips were on mine, and his hot k**s spread through me like wildfire. I felt myself getting wetter as his hand wandered gently over my body. I shivered under his touch. I was ready to take this further. All of a sudden, he pulled away from me, and his light blue eyes had turned navy. His voice was deeper, almost animalistic, as he offered to walk me home. Disappointed, I reluctantly agreed and allowed him to help me to my feet. His eyes kept flashing between his usual blue and navy as we walked through the woods together as if he were fighting some inner battle. We reached Bluebell cottage, and I reached up and kissed him softly before saying goodnight. I watched him walking away to get in his car. Once the car pulled away, I pushed on the front door.

The door wasn’t locked, so Becky must be here, i thought. Luckily otherwise id be locked out, i realised. I shut the door behind me and leaned against the inside for a second. The house was in complete darkness, and I couldn’t hear any movement. I tiptoed upstairs and popped my head around the door of each bedroom until I saw her. Becky was fast asleep. I left her to it and carried on to my own room, making sure to close my door. After getting changed and washing my face, I climbed into bed. The cool sheets felt good. I was still feeling a little warm from Jason’s touch earlier. I considered taking care of the frustration that I was feeling from him stopping when he did. My fingers ran gently over the top of my breasts. I felt my hard n****e beneath the silky material of my pyjamas. I gritted my teeth and stopped myself from going any further. It didn’t feel right with Becky in the next room.

I closed my eyes and took deep, slow breaths until sleep took over. Tonight’s dream was different. I didn’t recognise the room I was in. It was an extravagantly decorated bedroom. The huge four-poster bed drew my eye. I was looking at it when I felt fingers slowly unzipping my dress. My back arched as the fingers grazed my skin. I heard a growl of appreciation as my dress dropped to the floor.

I turned, and Jason eyed my body. He smiled the way he had earlier, and I felt my arousal soak my white lace knickers. He had removed my bra in seconds and lowered his head to suck a n****e into hus mouth.I unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off his muscular shoulders, letting my fingers trail down his hard chest to his perfect abs. I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his black suit trousers, which did nothing to hide his excitement. I was pleased to find that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. His huge e******n sprang free, and I gulped at the size of it. He chuckled at my reaction.

I reached for his solid d**k, wrapping my hand around it, and began to stroke firmly and confidently. Twisting my hand gently as I moved it up and down his length. He g*****d in pleasure and cupped my breasts in his hands, massaging them. He pinched my n****e between his fingers, and i m****d lightly. He picked me up and threw me on to the big, soft bed. He knelt between my legs, pushing them apart. He ripped off my soaking underwear with one move. Pur eyes met, and he gave that smile again.He leant down and inhaled my scent deeply, making me shiver. He gently kissed my inner thigh, moving upwards. He was about to reach my soaking p***y which was now aching for him when I found myself being shook awake by Becky.

“Amber” she called. “Wake up.” I opened my eyes, trying to catch my breath. “What’s the matter?” I asked. “I think you’re having another nightmare. You were thrashing around and making strange whimpering noises. I could hear you from the other room. It was loud enough to wake me.” She said. Her voice was thick with worry. I blushed deeply as I explained that I was fine and it was a different kind of dream. We both laughed, and she apologised for waking me, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively, before leaving my room. I settled back down, hoping to finish that dream.