Raymond had been watching Ivy's window for hours, waiting for the perfect moment to make his move. A light shorn from the window of the living room. Maybe she was still up.
He had felt sexually attracted to her the moment they had met and he had been used to getting whatever he wanted, Ivy would not be an exception, no matter what Rafe said. So tonight he was determined to make his move and have her. Be had never really testedbhsi werewolf abilities but he had heard a legend that a werewolf could jump high enough to reach into a second story window, and he was determined to do what ever it took to make it happen.
He took a deep breath and prepared himself for the transformation. He closed his eyes, and all of a sudden he felt a surge of energy running through his veins. His heart beat began to soar, and he could feel the power of the transformation taking over. His arms and legs began to lengthen, and his senses became incredibly heightened. His vision became better, he could see the stars twinkling in the night sky. His hearing became so powerful, he could hear the slightest of sounds and movements from miles away.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that he had become a werewolf. He was amazed at the power and strength he now possessed. He reared back and got ready to jump. He pushed off the ground with all his might and soared through the air. He felt like he was flying, and he easily landed right into Ivy's window.
He could see her face in the window, and she was staring at the television screen. She hadn't seen him, he quickly transformed back and knocked on the balcony door.
Ivy was in her living room, watching a replay of her favorite show when she heard a knock on her balcony door. She had no idea who it could be, and it was unusual for someone to be knocking on her balcony door late at night. With a sense of curiosity, Ivy rose from her couch and cautiously made her way towards the balcony.
As she approached the door, Ivy caught a glimpse of a familiar face. It was Raymond. Raymond with the sexy body. She smiled to herself as she opened the door, welcoming him in.
Raymond stepped into the room, and before Ivy could say anything, he pulled her close and kissed her. She was taken aback at first, she pushed him away.
Raymond took a deep breath and spoke.
"Ivy, I'm so sorry I did that, the truth is, I can't help myself. I've been thinking about you and your body eversince I saw you. I like you and I need you"
Ivy felt flattered. His words made her cheeks blush. She felt surprised but also a little happy. She was grateful that she wasn't the first to confess how she felt.
"Thank you Raymond, I'm flattered, but isn't it a little too late to be telling me this? Besides, you could have told me this tomorrow, why did you need to come this night?"
"I need you"
"For what?"
"I need to be inside of you"
Ivy felt her core tighten. Those words from a man this good-looking were dangerous.
She blushed again but immediately pretended not to understand what he meant.
"Raymond, what do you mean?"
Raymond stepped closer. She could feel his breath. She felt her nipples hardened.
"Let me have you tonight. I'll show you what I mean. I'll make you beg for mercy. I'll 'eat' you. I promise, you'll 'die' of pleasure"
Ivy swallowed hard. Her ex-boyfriend, Jason had never made her feel this way. Jason wasn't even that good while making love. He would call her up for sex, have sex which would not satisfy her and then leave. Even though he was terrible at sex, Ivy had stayed with him. At this moment, she realized she had wasted those years with Jason, having meaningless sex.
Dreadful meaningless sex.
Raymond grabbed her chin. He could feel the electricity between them as he slowly reached up to cup Ivy's chin. She looked into his eyes, a little uncertain but still intrigued. He could tell she was beginning to feel the same way he did.
He slowly leaned in and brushed his lips against hers. She eagerly responded, kissing him back with a passionate intensity that surprised him. His hands moved around her waist, pulling her closer to him. He could feel her heart racing against his chest.
Raymond deepened the kiss, exploring every inch of her mouth with his own. He tasted the sweetness of her lips and felt her body melt into his. Ivy let out a soft moan as his hands moved up to her shoulders, caressing her skin.
He pulled away just enough to look into her eyes. They were smoldering with desire. He ran his hands through her hair and whispered softly into her ear, "Give your soul to me, I promise,I'll let you die with your dignity intact."
Ivy shivered with anticipation. She gave him a slow nod and held onto him tightly as he pulled her into the bedroom. He started undressing himself.
Raymond slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his toned, muscular chest. His eyes met Ivy's as he peeled off the fabric and let it fall to the ground. His gaze was intense and his breath quickened as he stood in the middle of the room, displaying himself for her.
Ivy felt her heart pounding as she took in the sight of Raymond. His body was sculpted and powerful, and she felt a warmth radiating through her body as she watched him.
Raymond moved closer to the bed, his hands sliding over his body as he undid his belt and unzipped his pants. His movements were slow and deliberate, and Ivy felt her own body responding as she watched him.
Raymond stepped out of his pants and stood before her in nothing but his boxers. He moved towards the bed, and Ivy felt a thrill as he crawled towards her, his eyes never leaving her face.
He carefully removed his boxers and slid in beside her. "Take off your clothes for me and let me take your soul" he whispered in her ears. The hairs on her body stood.
Ivy took her turn. She stood up and walked over his side of the bed. She felt a little awkward. She felt shy too.
"I'll take a little shower to clean up before we start" she said as she rushed into the bathroom, as she got in, she washed her face.
She felt excited but a little confused.
She had met Rafe first and she liked him.
Wouldn't it be a bad idea sleeping with the brother of a guy she was beginning to like?
How would she face Rafe?
She wouldn't do it. No. She would walk out and tell Raymond that she was interested in Rafe and this would be wrong. He would be understanding and she would walk him out.
Yes. That was the right thing to do. Yes, she was so proud of her self.
It had been a while since she had sex, yet she had the discipline to not indulge.
"Good work Ivy!" She smiled at herself throught the mirror, turned around and walked out the bathroom.
"Raymond. I'm sorry but I can't do this" she said as she saw this drop dead gorgeous man lying almost naked in her bed. "I think I like your brother and I can't do this to him"
The color on Raymond's face drained instantly. He hated what he had just heard.
"You've got to be kidding me" he sighed. "I understand, but he doesn't have to know. Besides, I'm not asking for a relationship. I just want this night with you" he said as he gently got up from the bed and approached Ivy.
He looked about 6'1 as he approached her. Ivy was a 5'8 and he, seemed to cover her. Normally, she would like that, but not tonight. It felt scary.
"I'm sorry but no" she stood her ground.
"No one says no to me. No girl has ever been alive to say no to me. You will let me have you. You must" his voice got deeper as he approached her.
His manhood instantly got erected and could pierce through a brick wall. Ivy was scared. She ran out the door. She ran to the living room, as she looked back, she noticed that Raymond was looking a little more bigger in size than he did, or was her mind playing tricks on her?
She ran to the kitchen counter and grabbed a knife. She would rather die than be raped. Raymond came closer. He was Infront of her now.
Ivy swung the knife at him and it pierced his flesh. Blood dropped from the cut. She expected a moan or something but instead, Raymond seemed excited. He smirked at the sight of blood.
Ivy became horrified.
He snatched the knife from her grip, pulled her by the hair into the bed room and tossed her on the bed.
Ivy kept kicking and trying to fight her way but her strength did not match his.
He pulled off his boxer and was bout to slide into her when they both hear the doorbell ring.
Raymond ignores the doorbell ring and tries to force his way through.
He tosses his boxer on the ground, pulls Ivy's pantyhose down, dips his finger into her core, lubricates his cock with his saliva and spreads her legs but she kept fighting.
Ivy screamed and kicked but her power was no match for Raymond. She started weeping, pleading.
"Please stop. Please. Please Raymond. Please"
He shook his head. He was so close to victory when the door to the bedroom opened and there, stood Rafe, his eyes wide with shock and betrayal.
Rafe took a deep breath as he laid on his bed. Ivy had made his day. She pecked him. Actually, he considered it a kiss. A kiss on the cheek. It sounded more romantic that way, in his head."Oh boy" he said as he smiled ear to ear. He really couldn't hide his excitement. Then, he suddenly stopped smiling.He wasn't supposed to be this excited. Not after what happened to Mirabella. How could he forget so easily? He slapped his forehead hard. He wasn't supposed to be this excited over a woman. Not now. Not later. Not in this lifetime.He needed to avoid Ivy. A wolf wasn't supposed to have two mates in one lifetime. That was a rule.Mirabella was his first mate and that was the truest of love to him. Rafe laid in bed, his eyes closed. In his mind he replayed the moment he had met his first love, Mirabella. They were a couple from childhood. Her family was part of the pack. The 'M' family. He remembered vividly. Everyone always called them a couple right from childhood. Rafe and Mirabe
Rafe ran out of the house as fast as his human legs could carry him but it didn't seem fast so he transformed into a wolf and sprang to Ivy's house. Rafe knew he had to be careful, he had tracked his brother Raymond, and now he was here. He had to get in so he rang the doorbell and called out Ivy's name. No one answered. So Rafe took a deep breath again and rang the doorbell the second time. He had to be calm and collected, he didn't want to perceive the situation differently. He waited a few minutes but no one answered so he turned his hands to a claw and opened the lock. Someone was screaming. It was coming from the bedroom. It was Ivy. What was going on? Behind the closed door, he could sense Raymond's presence. His brother was human but he could feel his heartbeat increasing. Raymond was agitated, he was slowly transforming into a werewolf. Rafe had to stop him. If he didn't, Raymond would expose the family secret and that would require that they kill Ivy, to conceal their
Ivy had strategically been avoiding the 'R' family. Raymond and Rafe. Whoever it was, she would avoid them. Work made it easier for her. She would go out early and come back late. Perfect plan. It was really going well, atleast, until that rainy morning.Ivy stood in the rain, her umbrella useless against the relentless downpour. She was already running late for work, and to make matters worse, her usual taxi driver had failed to show up. She was stranded outside her door, with no way of getting to the office in time for her deadline. Just as she was about to give up, a car pulled up beside her. Through the blur of the rain, she recognized the driver, and her heart sank. It was Rafe, the same man she had been avoiding since their awkward encounter the other night. He had offered to help her then, but she had refused and the moment had been filled with embarrassment. Ivy wanted to turn him away again, but the rain was still coming down, and she was in desperate need of a ride. She he
Ivy sat on her bed, flipping through the contract Mr Jones Vones had given her in shock. She had been warned not to speak of the things she would be asked to do, and the consequences if she did. The pledge at the end of the document made Ivy shudder. If she ever revealed what was asked of her, he would kill her. He also included that the mere fact that she knew about this contract was a threat to her normal life. She closed the contract. Ivy thought about the date with Mr Jones. He didn't look like the type to do a dominant and submissive kind of relationship. He wanted her to become his submissive. That was no ordinary job, she had browsed about it and saw that much. Did gentlemen really have these kinds of skeletons in their closet?A wave of fear and anxiety washed over her, making her heart race as her phone rang and Mr Jones' name popped up. She reluctantly picked it up. He spoke first. He asked if she had settled well at home. She said yes. He asked if she had seen the contract
Rafe had not seen Ivy for a week now and this bothered him a bit. He usually saw her whenever she was coming home from work but he hadn't seen her as of lately. He wondered why. He knew she was avoiding him but could she have gone all out to do that? "Why am I looking for her anyway?" He asked himself as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. He often had conversations facing the mirror as though he really was talking to someone else who was also himself. It felt more comfortable that way.He had managed to convince himself that he didn't like her and was just trying to protect her out of the goodness of his heart and the fact that she looked like his lifetime mate who had died. He tried so hard to believe that but it was speedily failing.The way she made him feel told him differently. The feel of her skin on him made him think otherwise and even the thought of her alone made him excited. He tried not to show it but he knew he had started having feelings for Miss Ivy. That was n
Rafe laid on his back, breathing heavily and experiencing excruciating pain. He had just taken a bullet to his heart. Mr Jones Vones had shot him and he fought hard for Ivy, even with that pain. He had been shot but thankfully, those were rubber bullets. It still left him in pain and it would take some few minutes to heal but what he was more worried about was how to deal with Ivy. She had seen him turn from a werewolf to himself. He couldn't say it was a lie. He couldn't tell her she was hallucinating and neither could he tell her he faked it. What could he say? He opened his eyes narrowly to observe his surroundings. Rafe found Ivy leaning over him, inspecting his wound. Ivy had quietly crept into the room, carefully carrying a bowl of warm water and a soft towel. She had approached Rafe, who was lying on the bed and appeared to be unconscious. Gently, she placed the bowl of water on the side table and unfolded the towel. With a gentle touch, Ivy began to wipe away the dried bl
Rafe nervously stepped up to the door of Mr Jones Vones' house. His parents had told him the tales of Mr Jones Vones. The man's wealth and power, but he had not expected the heavy door before him to be guarded by a man with a gun. Rafe remembered that day like it was yesterday. He had been so scared and confused as he and his family stumbled into the city of Cayton. He was just fifteen years of age. Previously, his friends had told him. He had been warned of the dangers of the city, but the sight of the guards of Mr Jones' grandfather, Mr Cayton, had been the most frightening of all. He had been so hungry and exhausted, but he had never expected to be arrested. The guards had been harsh and unyielding, and Rafe had been terrified of what would happen to him and his family. He had been too small to do anything to protect them, and had simply stood there and watched as his family was taken away. He had been so scared and confused, he hadn't even been able to cry. But then, Mr Cayton
As Raymond pushed the door through, they both saw two men carrying someone wounded, heading to a door on the east. The stranger was in pretty bad shape,and it took Raymond about five seconds before he recognized the stranger to be his brother. He gasped. " Oh no! Rafe!!!!!!"Their father rushed by the two men who held onto his son and flung them away. Raymond ran to his brother to untie him.He tried talking to his brother but it was of no use. His brother had fainted, Rafe had a weak pulse. Raymond called out to his father."Dad! Come quickly, Rafe is not breathing. He's got a low pulse. Help!*His father who at this point was trying to fight off the two guards who had whips and iron rods, rushed to Rafe's side. Mr Jones knew this would escalate into a bigger problem on that spot and he had not enough manpower to back him down so he got out of his hiding place and ran out another door. Before leaving, he turned to his back and said "this is not over, I am a very vengeful man and I