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The curvy and innocent Rachel finds her herself being dragged into the hottest and most exclusive night club in the city. Known at The Den, the club is known for its sizzling hot alpha males. Teased by her coworkers for her bookish nature, she Rachel wants to experience the splendor of the exclusive club firsthand.
The virginal young woman doubts she’ll ever share a night of passion with a hot guy. She’s just happy to come out her shell and work up the courage to ask someone for a dance. However, Rachel soon catches the eye of a ridiculously hot alpha male known simply in the club as the Lone Wolf.
As the two lock eyes, Rachel finds herself falling for him. She doubts that she’ll ever meet the reclusive alpha male in person. However, the mysterious man invites her to his private room. She finds out that the man lives up to his name. He’s a werewolf and he wants the curvaceous woman for himself!
EXPLICIT: This 8000 word story contains graphic language and depictions of rough sex between a curvy girl and a sexy werewolf alpha male. The deflowering of a curvy virgin be too hot for some to handle!
“Why do you want me?” I asked, wanting answers. I was so confused over why such a gorgeous guy would want a big, ugly girl like me.
“Why chose me over all these other women here? I know that’s you’re picky about them.”
“Very well, I’ll tell you the truth,” he said, looking away from me. “It’s because I’m a werewolf.”
“You’re a what!” I exclaimed. I couldn’t believe this. It had to be a joke. “Are you crazy or something?”
Kyle stood up with a commanding presence. He looked absolutely serious. “I’m telling you the truth. I am a werewolf. I am man and beast combined.”
“I won’t let you make fun of me,” I cried out in anger. “I get enough of it at my office. I’m leaving now.”
“It’s just as I thought,” he sighed, bringing his hands to his collar. “There’s only one way to convince you.”
Kyle began unbuttoning his shirt. Soon, his chiseled musculature came into view. I saw the deep valleys between his hard abs. I saw the budge of his muscles as his arms unbuckled his belt and took off his pants. A thin sheen of sweat coated his body from the curve of his neck to just above his pelvis. The moonlight bathed his body and highlighted each contour of his toned body. He looked so inhumanly strong and beautiful.
That’s when I noticed patches of dark hair appearing over his body.