The Warmth of a Werewolf

It was a bitterly cold, windy, clear winter night. On the outside, it was 30 degrees or lower. I was in my bedroom in my small house. The heater in my house that normally works went and shut down on me. I already felt like I was freezing. I stood by my bedroom window and looked at the luminous full moon in the clear nightsky.

After looking at the moon, I looked outside and there I saw a werewolf jump through my bedroom window. He was drawn to me and my womanly, voluptuous curves under my red silky nightgown. I turned around as I witnessed the werewolf transform into human. Jacob was tall with short, black hair, deep brown eyes, tanned Native American skin, and a ripped body.

He whispered, "I'm drawn to you." as he softly kissed my lips and touched my shoulders. I could taste his warm animal lips heating up mine.

He could taste the vanilla ice cream and hot chocolate in my mouth as we kissed. His warm hands caressed the silk of my nightgown. He pulled me close to his warm, half-naked body. I just loved the feel of his body heat. I felt my blood rushing through my body as we have gotten close. We continued to kiss as we manuvered to my queen-size bed.

"I want you." He said to me as he kissed down to my neck.

"I want you too." I moaned.

My hands were moving up and down his back as his lips never left my neck. His hands gently squeezed my full, natural breasts. His smooth, warm flesh brushed against my body as he gently lowered the straps of my gown. He slowly lowered his mouth to my breasts while he cupped them with his hands. He then kissed, licked, and sucked my breasts. My fingers played with his hair as I moaned and groaned. His lips then went up to my neck, kissing me there. I enjoyed the feel of his body heat with my body. He then moved his hands down to my hips. He slowly took off my red lace panties and inhaled my womanly aroma.