A Fated Midnight Encounter

A late-night stroll leads to a fated midnight encounter!

The cold winter air brushes against my fur as the full moon shines in the sky. I hear the movement in the distance, unaware of my fated midnight encounter. I come to the edge of the mystical lake for a drink when I see the lady of the lake appear. Her glow can only mean one thing: a howl erupts in the distance. His scent fills the air, and my heart starts to race as a silhouette appears on the other edge of the lake. Eyes glowing in the distance lock onto mine before disappearing into the night.

Weeks go by, but I still think about that night. Those glowing eyes, the way my heart fluttered when he stared at me. It’s like he saw into my soul, and as if he was meant to be there. I grab my books and head to my psychology class, ready for a new semester. When I arrive, I see a new person sitting in the front row. I sit a few rows back and get a strange feeling in my stomach.

Soon, the professor arrives and informs us that there is a new transfer student in the program, and he’s some kind of genius. He points out the new guy as he reluctantly stands, giving us a half-hearted smile. I only see him for a second. My heart starts to race the same way it did that night. The rest of class I spent lost in thought as to why I could be feeling this way. I had no clue I’d be headed towards a fated midnight encounter.

An Especially Mysterious New Student!

After class, my professor asked me to stay behind. I grab my things and head to the front of the classroom. As I do, I pass by the new guy, and a familiar scent catches my attention. Quickly, I turn to look at him, but he keeps walking out the door. My professor asks me to work on a special project with the new student to showcase the program in front of the school board. Without thinking, I agree quickly, and he gives me his information to set up a time to meet.

So, for the rest of the day, I can’t stop thinking about this guy. That fated midnight encounter runs through my mind. Then I catch his scent again as I go down the corridor of the psychology building. I follow it out the back of the building and down to a stream tucked away in a patch of woods. As I get closer, the scent becomes overwhelmingly intoxicating.

Suddenly, I hear a low growl come behind me. When I turn, I see those same glowing eyes from that night. My heart races as he stalks around me, watching my every move. I see his nose flare as he sniffs the air around me. I feel my eyes shift, showing him that I am a wolf as well. He steps back before fully shifting into his human form. It’s him, the new guy from class.

Another Fated Midnight Encounter!

The evening sky gives way to the cool night as the full moon once again illuminates the sky. Slowly, he moves closer to me as his scent fills my senses. His eyes glow as his hand finds my waist, pulling me into him. I feel his breath on my neck as his body presses into mine. No words have been spoken, yet I feel as if I’ve known him forever. Gently, I feel his hand trace down my soft ebony skin.

When he looks me in the eyes, all of a sudden, I feel this deep burning intensity growing between us.  Gently, he pushes my hair back off my shoulder as his lips brush over my collarbone. I let out a soft breath as his hands glide up my waist. Something primal awakens in me, and I lose control of myself at his touch. My hands slip up the nape of his neck, pulling him into me, letting our lips linger.

Slowly, he slides my top over my head as he kisses down my body. Quickly, he flips me on my back to the ground, pinning me there. My hands undo his pants, finding his growing bulge. The passion ignites between us as the vision of the lake goddess flashes in my mind. His lips crash against mine as he steadies himself between my legs. I hold on to him as he pushes in, watching the moon, thanking it for our fated midnight encounter.

Give me a call soon and come caress my sweet mocha skin. Maybe we’ll have our own fated midnight encounter.

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