Chapter 31 31: Chrissy
Chapter 31 31: Chrissy
We walk into the club with Chappel Roan’s Subway playing in some kind of techno remix. Emma is in the lead, holding our hands and dragging us in. She is already dancing, of course, as she leads us over to a free table.
“I’ll be right back, im getting shots to start us off!”
“Maybe a red wine?” Mary Ann says, but Emma has already run off into the crowd.
“She has a lot of energy!” I say, blowing a breath putin a huff, and sitting down at the table across from her.
“She always has, you should have seen her as a pup, poor boys couldn’t keep up with her and always ended up passing out in the garden far before Emma was done playing.
“They grew up together?” I ask, curious to finally be getting some information.
“Oh yes, their mothers and I had all synched ip in the winter one year, and by fall we had little creatures running around our feet. Something you should know, wolf pups can walk. They figure that out quick!” she laughs, patting my hand on the table.
“Oh, I am not planning on having kids anytime soon,” I tell her, shrugging it off, but she looks me up and down with a knowing smile that makes me narrow my eyes suspiciously.
My hands go to my belly automatically, and my stomach drops out. Im on birth control, but does that prevent supernatural pregnancies?
“SHOTS!” Emma shouts, dancing around the server as he puts down nine shots and three glasses of Sprite, “Let's get this party started!”
Each of us downs all three shots, even Mary Ann, without the chaser. We’re laughing with each other when the beat drops and Emma pulls us out on the floor.
I let the bass roll over me, and, forgetting for a moment that Im a bigger girl, I let loose and let everything jiggle. I don't even care when people start looking at us; I just let myself dance to the beat.
Mary Ann gets tired before the rest of us, and Emma leads her back to the table and leaves me to dance alone. My hair is wild, my skin covered with a sheen of sweat, but my body keeps moving to the music.
I don’t notice when someone joins me until his hand touches my waist. My eyes fly open, and I see Johnathan. My mind is buzzing, I’m drunk, and the drink he hands me as he pulls me closer isn’t going to help, but I drink it anyway, downing the whole glass and setting it on a pacing waiter's tray.
My arms go around his neck, my mind and body remembering previous lust and desire so easily. He slips a leg between mine, and we begin to grind on the dance floor. It isn’t long before im wet in my panties and dampening his leg.
He puts his face next to mine and kisses and nibbles my neck, bringing me closer and closer to cumming right here on the dance floor. “I missed you,” drunk and horney me says.
“I want you,” he whispers, grabbing my hand and pulling me off the dance floor,
I laugh as we go, my mind completely lost and fading quickly. I don't know where I am or what I’m doing, only that im horny and a man is taking me somewhere.
I moan when we enter a dark room, and he lifts me onto the sink. He bends, pulling off my panties with his teeth and burying his face in my core. I cry out with pleasure, threading my fingers through his hair and pulling. His tongue enters me and goes further, much longer than it should, when I realize he must have transformed his face to—
Oh my god, transform… he is a werewolf too?
Why is werewolf important…
What is a werewolf?
I know there's something there, something important, but I can't grasp it before my body is rocked with a rolling explosive orgasm. I cry out so loud that Johnathan reaches up and covers my mouth.
He stands up, face wet with my juices, and kisses me as he unbuttons his pants.
“I love you, Luther…” I whisper.
“What the fuck!” he screams, backing away from me so fast I almost fall on the floor. He turns on the lights, and tho my vision is blurry, and there are three of him, I can't tell he’s really fucking pissed. “I thought you came here because you left him! What are you thinking?”
“Mm, thinking im horny… Come back to me, Luther!” I plead, reaching for him.
“You know what, Chrissy? Fuck you,” he snarls and then lunges.
I fly backwards and hit my head on the mirror and fall off the sink. I land on the floor with my vision black. Tears are falling from the pain, but I can't take a breath to scream.
I feel him behind me then, pulling my hips up.
Before I can fight back, I begin to pass out, and the alcohol in me doesnt seem to care. I take a ripping, screaming breath and fall face-first on the bathroom floor.
For a second, I see a flash of movement behind me and feel my hips yanked up.
Everything is black again,
Someone is yanking my hair and struggling with my hips.
Blackness.
A blast of light, red high heels…
Darkness.
There's blood on the floor in front of me, spreading.
A thud in the darkness.
Flashlights, people screaming, warm fur under my cheek.
Police standing next to a graying black wolf.
Blackness.
When I finally come to, there's grey fur behind me and red fur under my face. Somewhere, puppies are whining, whimpering. Climbing on me.
I open my eyes to see two black puppies nursing right in front of my face. I look around and see that same graying black wolf with her head on my side, fast asleep. The puppies are as big as I am, and the wolves are just a little smaller than Luther was. Feeling safe, I fall asleep again and shift without realizing it, curling into the dog pile like one of them and fall asleep again.
When my eyes open again, I see Luther and Bane bursting in the door and staring at the three of us on the floor in shock. Luther runs to me, touches me, his face contorted in rage while he sobs tears that wet his entire face.
Will he still love me? My brain asks, but im passed out again before I can wonder what I need forgiveness for.