[A Romantic Story] Fallen
Werewolf - Meet Tyrell Kohl
She had curves. And breasts. A
derriere man could grab onto.
And dunes of ruby red hair
botched around her shoulders,
lowered to her love handles. She
moved into view, away from the
French doors as he leaned back
calmly into his chair. The look
on her face told him that she
knew oh so very well what was
going to happen – that this was
no ordinary business gathering.
His eyes drifted down to her
blue dress clutched to a
succulent coke bottle figure. She
was definitely a lusty, full-
figured woman – everything he
dreamed of.
Her big, bright eyes were sultry
and eccentric, an amazing
mixture of jade green, blue and
gold. He thought they looked
like shimmering gemstones.
They were gorgeous, in their
own right. Her slightly parted
lips were so full and red; it
looked like she’d been kissed. A
lot.
Maybe she had?
With that thought, his hands
clenched into fists and his fangs
threatened to lengthen. Moving
like a raiding serpent, he seized
her and pulled her against him,
so intimidating, he bet, she felt
each and every millimetre of his
resilient body. Frantic, she
wriggled against him, and he
gasped unexpectedly. She stilled
immediately, startled by the
physical evidence of his
response to her.
“Lily girl.” He breathed, “You’re
in big trouble now!” A deep
rumble founding from the back
of his throat echoed in the
room, turning into a growl as
he bared his white teeth. His
fangs sprouting with hunger.
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