Chapter 3 Meeting the Neighbors

0Reads5,000+My body tensed, fear, surprise, and post-orgasm lassitude fighting over control. With a cleansing breath, I opened my eyes and looked toward the voice. Confusion sat down at the emotional table as I looked at who… or what… had intruded on my private moment. “Um… hello,” I stammered as I rolled up to my knees, brushing the grass off my arm and side while looking over my… guest. The being looked like the war form of werewolves I had seen in movies and games. It (“he”, I amended as my eyes swept between his legs) stood over eight feet tall, covered in fur that shifted between dark gray and black. Eyes holding intelligence, curiosity, and amusement sat above a muzzle