Steam In The Night: Chapter One.

I knew he was mine.

I could feel him, sense his every move, and my spine tingled every time I went near him,

though I didn't know that he was a wolf.

It had been at least two weeks since I last saw him in the bar. He was tall, muscular, dark-haired, and very seductive. He had been staring at me all night with those piercing green eyes. I sensed something different about him and was curious to know why he had such a hold over me.

Every time he walked past me, he would brush me with his torso, sending shivers down my spine. My body had wild currents running through it, and I just wanted to grab and kiss him.

He approached me and offered me a drink. We had been flirting and dancing all night, and it went wrong. He decided that we should walk home together. It was a full moon, and the sky was clear and full of stars. It was scorching, so I only wore my tight, red zipper dress. He was wearing a low-cut leather top and a pair of shorts. We danced closely together, feeling each other's bare skin touch and looking into each other's eyes. Then we kissed and ended up lying side-by-side on a grassy hilltop.

We made love, and I could feel the heat as he entered me and kissed my entire body from top to toe. He placed his gentle lips over my clitoris and blew on it gently; then he put his tongue inside. I was on the edge of climax, but I didn't want to let go just yet. I rolled him over and allowed him to enter me once more. We were both sweating, and we were highly turned on. We both came together at full speed, and I hung on to him for dear life. At the end of our sexual encounter, he told me that he could smell my neck, and he bit into it gently; then, suddenly, he pushed off me, dressed, and ran out of the door without saying a word. That was the last I saw of him.

Tonight, I finally saw him again. It was like we had a strong connection. I had a strong feeling that I would see him there tonight. He knew who I was, but he didn't move; he only stared at me, like he was avoiding me for some reason.

I went outside to get some air. The bar was smokey and stuffy, which got to me after a while. When I stepped back inside, he had gone, so I headed back outside, hoping to find him.

He wasn't anywhere to be seen.

I heard someone or something by the trees on the sidewalk. It sounded like a growl that turned into a whimper. I felt fearless, so I headed over to see what it was. A beautiful white and black patched wolf walked over to me and nuzzled me as if he already knew me. He wasn't scared, but he was curious.

"It's okay," I told him, smiling.

This was the same wolf I saw a few weeks ago, but it seemed strange that he should appear after the man at the bar had disappeared.

The wolf disappeared again behind the tree, and the man reappeared before me.

"Don't tell anyone," he told me firmly.

"Why?" I asked him.

"It's too dangerous," he told me before planting a long kiss on my lips.

Before I knew it, we were on the ground making love again, but this time, it seemed wilder than when we first did it. He planted kisses all over my body and took my bra off without warning.

"Get on your back!" he told me.

I complied without fear.

The feeling of him rubbing inside me made me feel hot, and that only turned me on further. Within ten minutes, I was begging him to make me come, but he chose to hold off.

He supported my stomach with his hands while he rubbed my breasts, and he bit my neck at the same time. I let out a gentle moan. Whilst I was on all fours, he rubbed my clitoris a little firmer, making me want to come faster.

"Please, now!" I moaned, feeling breathless.

"Not yet!" he said. "I want to enjoy this moment," he continued.

We finally came to the end, and I screamed aloud. I thought the pulses were never going to stop.

He helped me stand up.

"Don't tell anyone," he said before running into the forest, and that was the last time I saw him.