White Wolf's Curse, The
When Erica falls afoul of psychos on the train home, she’s certain only a horrible fate awaits her. Her fears seem borne up when she’s stripped naked and staked down like a lamb for the slaughter. She isn’t certain what she’s being used as bait for and she doesn’t want to know either.
Genre: Paranormal/Werewolf Romance
Rating: Erotica. Multiple heroes.
Available formats: PDF, RTF, Epub, HTML, Mobipocket (.prc)
© Cover Art by Alex DeShanks, May 2009
New Concepts Publishing
Lake Park, GA 31636
This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places are of the author's imagination and not to be confused with fact. Any resemblance to living persons or events is merely coincidence.
At first, Erica thought she was being smothered. Something large and heavy lay across her stomach, which felt like it was gnawing a hole in itself, and she was freezing cold. Startled, she opened her eyes and tried to sit up, but the weight on her chest held her firmly in place. Fador?
As memories of the previous night came flooding back she felt a pleasurable tingle all over her body. A quick glance told her there were only the two of them here. The other brother was no where to be seen. With an effort she shoved the arm off her stomach and sat up. It’s hard to tell…. Erica was fairly sure it was Fador laying beside her, but it was difficult to tell and she couldn’t remember if he had lain on her left side or the right.
It felt like it might be late in the day. Maybe around noon? Erica looked around the clearing, but saw no indication of where the other brother had gone. The grass they had slept on covered most of the clearing in a thick mat and there were tall trees all around. There was a narrow foot path she thought might be the one Fador had carried her down, but it seemed to disappear several yards into the forest.
Erica spotted her dress on the ground several feet away and got up to retrieve it. She pulled it over her head but had to struggle with the zipper. She didn’t see any sign of the panties, but there was always a chance her slumbering lover was on them. Her stomach made a strange noise. I hope he comes back with food. Erica sat on the ground to wait for him, studying her companion. He lay asleep on his back. His magnificent cock lay on one muscular thigh, the sight of which stirred pleasurable sensations all over her body.
Oh, for god’s sake, stop it Erica! All the things you have to worry about right now, here you are thinking about hopping on for another round of sex. With a pure stranger no less! No amount of self admonishment seemed to cool her desire to taste and feel the man who slept so close to where she sat. It took an effort to pull her eyes away from his magnificent body and look again at her surroundings. It was even harder to get the gears in her mind to start turning.
Fador said we were on an island. That was going to be a huge obstacle as far as getting home went. There was no way she could tell just by looking at the plants around her what kind of island she was on. Erica knew next to nothing about plants, so she couldn’t even tell if this was a tropical island in the middle of the ocean, or one just off the coast. Nothing she had ever read or done in school or after had prepared her for the things that had happened over the last few days. She was proud of herself for staying as calm as she was, but she really didn’t think she could take too much more excitement. She hated the helpless feelings that threatened to overwhelm her and longed for the normalcy she had once had.
So much for wishing for a little more excitement. This really wasn’t what she’d had in mind when she made that particular wish. It was nothing short of a miracle she was still alive, and she knew it.
It’s a good thing someone with a little mercy found me. She looked with fondness at the man who continued to lay and snore on the ground. The arm he’d had over her chest now hid his face from the light. She knew she would be dead right now if it weren’t for this wonderful man and his brother. Who’s still not back. Where could he have gone? The pang of worry she felt for him combined with the churning of her empty stomach, leaving her feeling nauseated.
“Hey” She fell to her knees beside him, pushed and knocked the arm off her companion’s face and he immediately rolled onto his side toward her, squeezing his eyes shut.
“Hey, wake up. You’re brother’s gone.”
He sat up at that, stretching and yawning in one motion. Ending with a short growl, he rubbed his eyes and turned back to her.
“He’s probably gone to get something to eat. I’m sure he’ll be back soon.”
“You never told me what the plan was. How on earth are we going to get off this island? We don’t even know where we are. We could be anywhere in the world right now!”
A slow smile spread across his face and she felt her whole body start to melt under his look. Good grief woman, get a hold of yourself! A grown woman falling all over herself for a piece of ass! But he was already way more than just a piece of ass to her, however short a time she had known him. He had a very definite power over her she wasn’t sure she wanted to fight against. If its even possible to fight it. She wasn’t so sure it was.
The way his light blue eyes traveled slowly down her body as though he could see through her dress had her wondering if he intended to answer her or fuck her senseless. Erica was so disappointed when he started to speak that it took a moment to figure what he was saying. He stood up before her, giving her a wonderful view as she followed the lines of his body to his face.