Love is Complicated

4

Chasity:

Stupid step-brother, I thought as I was rifling through my suitcases in my closet, I'll show him that he doesn't mess with me.

I checked my watch that was one of my bags, it was almost 9 pm. My mom and Greg would probably still be a few more hours. I found the lingerie I was looking for and I put on the black lace panties and the matching black bra.

I walked out of the closet and then I heard the doorbell. Cursing, I grabbed my black silk robe, that only came down to mid-thigh. I walked to the bedroom door and opened it, fully aware of Hunter's eyes on me. I put the robe on as I walked down the stairs. I opened the door on the third ring. It was Sam again, but this time he brought Tamara.

"Hey, Tammy, my little angel!" I bent down to pet her and she tried to lick my face. "Look, Sam, I just got back, like today. I've had a long day and I just want to go to bed. Please, just leave me the hell alone." I hugged Tamara and then stood, but Samuel wasn't looking at me.

He was looking at the top of the stairs, at Hunter. I followed his gaze and there Hunter stood in just pajama pants. I was fighting hard not to start to pant, he looked that gorgeous. I looked back at Sam, who was now staring at me wide eyed. I just smiled and closed the door. What he didn't know wouldn't hurt him, right?

I turned around to look up at Hunter and I was suddenly very horny. I tried to fight it as I slowly walked up the stairs and past Hunter, who didn't move an inch. I felt him follow me to the room, silently. I heard him close the door and then the click of the lock. Then it hit me. He had never answered my question.

"You never answered me, before. When I asked what you are." I said, looking at the carpet.

"What do you think I am?" He breathed onto my neck. I turned around, but he wasn't there.

"I don't know, but a human doesnt have eyes that amber color nor is any human as fast as you are," I said to the room.

"Would you believe me if I told you?" He was behind me again, but I didn't turn around.

"Depends....."

"On?" He grabbed me and turned me to face him. His amber eyes burned into me.

"If you are, what I think you are?" I backed away from him, pulling out of his grasp.

"What's that?"

"A w-- a werewolf," I whispered, seeing the truth in those amber eyes. It only made sense. It explained his heat, his speed, and his eyes. And why he had laughed that my mom was allergic to dogs.....even though they weren't exactly the same thing. I was smart enough to know that.

He grabbed me and pulled me to him, but I knew it was wrong. The realization of what he was overpowering my lusty urges. I pulled away from him as he pulled off my robe. I walked to my bed, trying to wrap my mind around it. My step-brother is a werewolf.

"And Greg? Him too?"

"Yeah. Are you scared?"

"No, should I be?"

"No," he breathed into my neck and I shivered. Heat radiated from his body and my body responded to his closeness.

"We shouldn't be doing this," I said, trying to fight my lust, but coming close to failing.

"But we aren't doing anything.... yet." He was so close.

I turned to face those golden eyes. He moved a strand of hair out of my face and it felt like I was being shocked where his finger had touched my skin. I jumped back, suddenly aching. I looked at him and he was also in pain.