Whore of the Werewolf Billionaire

"His name is Cerberus. He's just an ordinary black wolf."

I turned around and found Tyler on my back, chest glinting and muscles tensing. His face is tamed and smiling.

"He usually surveys newcomer mortal women here."noveldrama

Cerberus walked towards me and stopped at my feet. "He's just a pet wolf here in Stella's Soul, particularly the Shadow Pack's pet. See?" Tyler patted the wolf's head and it wagged its tail like an actual dog.

"How do I know if one's a pet and one's a werewolf?" I asked.

"This." He hoisted a jewel around Cerberus' neck. "See this pendant? That's the symbol of Stella, a waning moon."

I reached for Cerberus' head and patted it as well. It barked then wagged its tail cheerfully.

"He likes you," my cheeks turned red when he said that. I glanced at the bathtub and my dream

last night played again-the moans, our naked bodies, the candlelight...

"Do you want to meet Cerberus' brothers?"

"He has brothers?" I gave him an astonished look.

"Yep, Hades and Pegasus. Brown and white wolves respectively."

"So they are the Amber Pack and Silver Pack's pets?"

"Yes," His lips formed into a smile. "I'm glad you are quickly learning about everything here in Stella's Soul."

"Am I?" My cheeks burned again and my shoulders lifted a little.

"You are." He brought my strands of hair behind my ear and I blushed even more. I don't know why I feel like a schoolgirl interacting with a senior crush but I can't stop it; I can't help it.

I watch the cute and black Cerberus disappear at the door.

"So..." He started, touching his jaw. "Shall we take a bath first?"

I swallowed all that hesitance and shove it down my throat. There is no saying "no" when a hot, wolf-shifting naked man invites you to take a bath with him. Never to an aching, begging-to-be- watered young woman like me.

"Yes. Sure," I beamed at him. A smile that I have never shown to any man in my life but to Tyler, to the once-Jordan I had a one-night stand last year.

I looped my arms around his. He went down the stone bath first before offering a hand to me. "Lady Elaine?" I accepted his hand like an actual lady, with a curtsy bow of a head and a wide luminous smile.

"Lord Tyler..." I don't know what's with this roleplaying before bath sex but I kinda like it. It makes me excited and aroused even more.

He stripped off his wet tattered jeans and tossed it to me. I smelled it, and it smelled of him— rain and forest and mist.

Cold but bold. Icy but hot.

"You like smelling men's clothes, hmm?"

I raised my brows. "Don't men originally do that?" I paused and leaned closer, "And want that?"

He grinned, teeth flashing. "It should have been me smelling your clothes."

It's my turn to undress. I first removed that wedding dress that the old man forced me to wear

last night. Until I was only wearing my undergarments. I unlocked my bra and hurled it right to his grinning face.

Tyler barked a curse but I hoisted my foot to where his dick is resting. I stood, breasts gleaming in wetness. Hair untied and drenched in water.

"Smell it first, Alpha." I never knew I could speak to a man as seductive as this. I disrobed my lace underwear and threw it to my soon-to-be husband.

His palm caught it in a swift movement of a hand as if he's used to catching women's panties. "They both smelled of cherry pie and strawberry milkshake." I laughed loudly and didn't even notice that I was already splashing water.

Tyler waved his hand. And, before I could say it, the water was now a bit cold. Cool but soothing to my skin.

"I like this," I closed the distance between me and the Silver Alpha. But he grabbed me instead. "Playing dominant, mortal?" My throat bobbed in answer.

Tyler clicked his tongue. "Werewolves, though dogs in some people's eyes, like to be dominant and always, always ON TOP..."

"Always on top-" Before I could finish what I was saying, Tyler already pounced on top of me like a wolf over a sheep.

I stared at his chest, my gaze lingering slowly towards down there, willing the heat and redness on my face would fade.

"You're beautiful." That was the same thing he told me in that dream. His breath was warm in my skin like a comforting hug.

But what he was doing... Tyler's body just perched atop mine-

"And you are handsome," I said, clenching his jaw. I caressed his lips, his cheeks, his neck and his arms, then finally, his chest.

I was about to stroke his stomach when he grabbed my hand and brought it to his cock. "Open your hand," he said. It was more of a command that I didn't think twice to obey.

I opened my palm and Tyler slid his flesh on to my hand, thrusting and moving carefully. "Our happiness lies in your hands." I don't know if it's literally or figuratively-or both-but I loved his poetry of words.

"I thought we're only taking a bath?" The White Wolf just smiled at me before pulling his dick from my hand and just shoving it directly to my mouth.

"I thought we weren't allowed to fuck before being married?"

Tyler shook his head as my words were inaudible while he's inside my mouth so he pulled out.

"What did you say?" He asked, jaw tightening and arms tensing.

"I said that you once told me that we weren't allowed to bed before marriage..." "Oh...well, first of all, we aren't in bed. We are in a freaking bathtub!"

Tyler's boisterous laughter bounced on each wall but I just looked straight at his warm blue eyes. "We are basically having sex without the D on the P!" I didn't expect to say that but I did not also expect Tyler's laugh to become louder, dominating the space of silence.

"Nah, just enjoy this preparation of ours for our wedding," he declared before pushing his red velvet steel back into my mouth.

I was left with no choice but to accept him wholly-with an open heart and an open mouth.