The Runaway Huntress

CHAPTER 22

     Lorna felt her heart thudding rapidly as she clenched her fists. The wolf, Edon, pulled her towards the dancefloor. He landed his hands above her hips as he closed the distance between them. Her head only reached against his chest, she felt like a small child in his arms.

     The vibrating bass in her body from the beat of the banging music made her head throbbing. She felt Edon's breathing in her ears. His lips grazing her earlobes, his tongue almost touching the flesh that sent tingles to her nerves.

     "Do you want some drinks? The one that Liz ordered for you earlier?" He suggested with breathy words.

     "S-sure, but I want to stay sober." Lorna replied with a tremble in her voice, she can't hide her nervousness.

     "Com'on." Edon held her hand and tugged her to the bar counter again.

     She noticed that Melisca was nowhere in there anymore, looking up at the other wolf, Edon's friend, she found her sitting on his lap. Though she can't really make up what the two were doing, her friend sure looks like she's enjoying the moment.

    A thought came up on her mind, how would her partner attack sneakily on the two wolves? Who would he strike first? The monster she's with or Melisca's target?

    Melisca stood up along with the man, an arm on her waist, clearly not wanting to let her go. The girl was looking at her from afar and as they turn to move, Lorna caught Melisca, winking at her.

    "Your sister and my buddy were enjoying themselves too."

    Edon's voice startled her as he snaked his hand, crawling to her side up to her abdomen, hugging from the back.

     "Focus on me. My friend would take care of your sister." He made her body turn to face him.

     'Isn't it the other way around?' She retorted in her mind.

      "Here's your drink." Edon handed Lorna the same shot Melisca ordered for her earlier.

     She sat on the stool and gulped down the content of the shot glass.

     Edon remains standing against Lorna. The girl's back touching the cold rim of the bar counter.

     "Give me three more shots." He said to the bartender.

     She glanced up at him and raised her arms, encircling them around his neck, bringing his face closer to hers.

     "You should drink too." Lorna stated, directly staring back to his cloudy eyes that seemed a disastrous storm is coming.

     The werewolf stared at her with deep carnal desire in his dilated pupils. He reached for the glass and brought it to his lips. And gradually pulling her from the back of her head, closing the small distance between their faces as he pressed his mouth to hers.

     She automatically opened her lips to welcome his urging tongue. The strong yet sweet liquid gushed from his mouth to hers. It made her eyes widen from the alcohol that he transferred to her throat. She gulped it then, not wanting to provoke him if she spat it out rudely.

      His playful tongue danced with hers, as his hand on her waist pulled her body closer. She felt the air around them hotter. Her body responded to his warm touch. Then his other hand brushed her bare thighs. It crawled to her groin and he palmed her private pars even just outside the shorts she was wearing. He felt the hotness over there as he groaned that made their lips tremble.

     At last, he pulled free from her, giving her some time to recover their breathing. She snatched the last shot from the counter and gulped it down, placing back the glass with a thud. She doesn't know what to do next for a moment.