being so deeply inside of her.
She felt fulfilled in every sense of the word. Never had she had such an erotic experience as the one she was experiencing right then.
Marcus didn't even seem winded as he pulled out and pushed inside of her. She was so incredibly tight, wet, everything he needed to inspire him to continue his ministrations on her capable body. He felt her dig her nails into his flesh, but instead of deterring him, it only egged the werewolf on. He continued to push himself deeper into her, and she matched every one of his thrusts with her hips.
It wasn't until he heard a muffled whimper did he realize that she was nearing her peak. He watched with utter fascination as she bit her bottom lip, focusing his eyes on the whole of her face.
It was at that moment that he realized he would never be satiated with anyone else but the woman beneath him, all but begging him not to stop, to keep going.
And he would. There was no doubt.
When her breathing became shallow and she felt herself release all her tension, Bridgette felt herself tighten around the wolf and her eyes rolled back as a long, low moan left her lips. The sight caused Marcus to climax and a dangerous growl erupted from the bowels of his throat as he spilled himself into her.
Bridgette quickly sat up; her whole body drenched in sweat as she felt the remnants of her dream on her body. It was as though she really had made love to the werewolf. Her body involuntarily twitched and she pressed her lips together in order to prevent any telling whimpers from escaping.
It was only a dream. It was nothing more. It couldn't be.
A howl caused her to jump and glance out her window. The sound appeared to be distant, far away, but it gave Bridgette goose bumps nonetheless.
She hoped she would be able to get back to sleep that night.
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Chapter 7
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When Bridgette walked into work the next day, she was still angry at her entire situation. After Dr. Cooper went over her test results and handed her a copy, she faxed them to her superiors with a scrawled note the physician wrote that explained everything. A couple of days later, the sent her an email, informing her she could stay in her current position at the company until her body started to “ change ” (if she changed at all). Then, they would decide where to put her, if they were, in fact, going to keep her with the company.
Bridgette tried not to worry about it, but honestly, she couldn't help it. In circumstances such as these, normally it was Bridgette who was calming somebody else down, assuring them that everything would be all right. Hell, not even her coworkers gave her that much courtesy. Everybody looked at her as if she had already changed, becoming a werewolf. People looked at her with wide eyes, full of sympathy or disgust. She was already being discriminated against and she was still human! If she wasn't the center of attention, it would have been interesting to study the human psyche. They were always afraid of things they couldn't explain, and Bridgette was definitely something they couldn't explain. Though the amount of Marcus Sterling's venom that currently inhabited her body was a miniscule amount, it seemed to be enough to cause her body to transform…
They just didn't know when.
The Research Department of NDS had spent years and years determining when a normal werewolf bite caused change in a human. Standard results said it took thirty days due to the strong moon cycle, but they had never studied a bite given by an Alpha male. In werewolf society, Alpha males were supposed to keep their line pure, and that meant mating with a female werewolf. But then again, it wasn't as though he could necessarily control himself around someone he was strongly attracted to. He was too animalistic. And she was his innocent prey.
Bridgette hated Marcus Sterling for putting her through this. Why did it have to be her and not someone else?
Roughly a week after