Page 16 of Wolves Always Bite

"Likea mating bite?Youbite me during sex, and we're bonded for life, something like that?"Iperked up at the idea.Maybethe books weren't so off base after all.AndIcould definitely incorporate some bites into the sexy times in my nakedVikingwerewolf story.

"Bitesdon’t work like that.”

“Areyou sure?”

“Prettysure.”

Hewasn’t very convincing.

“Bitesdon't form a bond, not like what you are talking about,” he said, when he finally realizedIwasn’t buying what he was selling.

Ifrowned. "Sowhy do it?"

Adrian'scheeks were really flushed now. "It, uh, feels good.Itis an energy exchange thing."

"So, if we had sex, your bite would trigger the best orgasm of my life?"Atthis point,Idoubted my curiosity was purely feeding my writing research.IthinkImight have been flirting with the sexy werewolf.

"Yeah, maybe?"Adrianshifted in his seat.Iglanced down at his lap and…Oh.Well.ItseemedAdrianrather liked that idea.Ikind of liked it too.Whichled to my next question.

"Andis your werewolf jizz magical?"

Thetruck jerked asAdrianjolted and rocked the steering wheel.Thewerewolf sputtered. "Whatdid you just say?"

"Your…"Ipointed my pen towardAdrian’scrotch. "Youknow.Yourjizz, cum, baby-making juice.Isit magical?Likewhen we have sex—” why, yes,Idid saywhennotif“—will it magically trigger a change in my body that will suddenly make me be able to have kids?Because, honestly,I'mnot sure ifI'mready to be a wolf daddy yet.Butyou know,Icome from a huge family soIkind of want one too.ButnowI'munemployed and…"

"Whatkinds of books are you reading?"Adriansounded horrified.

Ipaused my thoughts on how large my stomach would have to stretch to accommodate a baby and blinked at the werewolf next to me. "So, no?"

"No."Adrianshook his head emphatically.

Isupposed that was for the best.Ireally wasn’t meant to be a mommy daddy.Butmy nakedVikingwerewolf could still have magical jizz to get his guy pregnant after the sexy times bite.Orwas that too much?Damnit, there were too many decisions to make.Thisis whyInever finished my stories.

Thebiting was staying in the story for sure.Bitingwas sexy.Atleast,Isure as hell thought so.Particularlywhen the mere thought of it madeAdrianblush.Thathad to mean it was good.Iwanted to test that theory and find out for myself.

“Uh…”Adriancleared his throat. "Anythingelse you want to know?"Hesounded scared to ask.

"Notat the moment."

Ididn’t want him to dash my dreams of a knot too.

Andwho knew what the rest of the day would reveal?Werewolveswere real, and so were goblins and demons.Thepossibility of more amazing discoveries seemed pretty good.

Todaywas one of the best daysI’dever had, but—

“Oh, wait.Thereis just one more thing…Thatwoman,Davie, she’s not your girlfriend or wife or anything, is she?”

“Davie?Absolutelynot.”Hesnorted like the idea was ludicrous.

Okay.Thatwas good.Icould work with that.

Aheadof us, the motorhome signaled to take the next exit.Itlooked like it was time to meet the rest ofAdrian'smerry band of magical peeps.Ibounced in my seat and started jotting down my next list of questions.Ididn’t want to scare him off with too many right away, soIhad to get them on paper soIdidn’t forget them.Besides,IbetI’dhave more interesting ones to ask later, afterImet them.

ChapterFive

ADRIAN

Roadsidestops were terrible places.Thevehicles on the highway blasted past filling the air with noise, bursts of gusting air, and the stench of exhaust.Thewhole situation sent me into sensory overload, butIunderstood whyGagehad chosen this place.Itwas close to an overpass, meaning from here we could scatter in different directions if needed.Despitemy attempt at slowingBabettedown by taking out her tires,Gagehad been right.Babette’sallies, if she had any at that market, might already be in pursuit.