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  The Wolf and I

  Ruby is just a widow who is trying to regain her independence from her selfish daughter and put an end to free daycare. When she moves to a new community, she learns that a walk on the wild side is exactly what she needs to find that she still has it going on. A chance encounter in the forest with Wolfram, a mysterious and handsome neighbor, becomes much more than an ordinary walk in the woods. Transfixed by his confidence, she is drawn into his world. With his help, Ruby rediscovers her courage and sexual passion in ways she never knew existed.

  From the forest trails near her home to a tropical island resort, there are surprises at every turn. Ruby finds herself on a life-changing journey that has her taking wild chances. With a little encouragement from Wolfram, her mantra becomes, Be Dangerous. But will that be enough when she finds that her life is mirroring a fairy tale?

  Note: This book is written in one point of view.

  Note: This book is written in first-person point of view.

  Genre: Contemporary, Paranormal, Vampires/Werewolves

  Length: 29,736 words

  THE WOLF AND I

  Bijou DuLac

  EROTIC ROMANCE

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  THE WOLF AND I

  Copyright © 2014 by Bijou DuLac

  E-book ISBN: 978-1-62741-878-2

  First E-book Publication: June 2014

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  DEDICATION

  For Bill, who is the love of my heart, and Bri, who is bright and beautiful and who has the power to change the world. Finally, this is for the women of the world, who must always remember to live dangerously.

  ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

  Thank you so much to Bill B. and Kellie N. who selflessly read and re-read and provided me with feedback and editorial notes. Without the two of you, this story would have remained locked away in a cabinet, never to have seen the light of day.

  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Dedication

  Acknowledgments

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  About the Author

  THE WOLF AND I

  BIJOU DULAC

  Copyright © 2014

  Chapter 1:

  Before

  Shady Creek Village. I never thought I would see the day when I moved into a fifty-five-plus community. The silver hiding under my religiously colored chestnut hair may have hinted that I belonged in such a place but my heart was on the fence. I was divided in the decision to go but in the end, go I did.

  My husband had been gone for seven and a half years when I first started thinking about Shady Creek. It promised the best of both worlds. Independent, individual homes without the bothers of all the upkeep and maintenance of a traditional home. In short, it was like buying a condo, only the cottages eliminated common walls. An added dollop of cream on top was that members of Shady Creek had unlimited access to a state-of-the-art gym, an activities center, an indoor-outdoor pool facility, and miles of forested hiking trails. And the one thing that really counted in my decision to become the newest resident? It was an entire daylong drive from my overindulgent daughter, Vera, and my spoiled granddaughter, Annabelle.

  Don’t get me wrong. I love both Vera and Annabelle very much. I was just tired of being the free day care simply because I lived nearby. Vera was divorced and Annabelle’s father did not really play much of a role in their lives. To make up for it, Vera pretty much gave Annabelle everything she could ever want. Hell, she gave her things she didn’t even know she wanted. That did nothing for Annabelle but spawn a lot of bratty behavior. Then, Vera somehow got it into her head that it was okay to leave Annabelle with me instead of regular day care—which was fine to begin with. I raised my daughter. I did not want to spend my retirement raising another child. I would not have minded watching her once or twice a week but every single day? And when school began and the behavior problems in school started and I ended up going to parent-teacher conferences? No thank you. And when Vera refused to set limits for Annabelle or impose any type of punishment for bad behavior? No way. I wanted to cherish my time with Vera and Annabelle, not loathe it.

  So there I was. Even after Butch had passed, I still imagined myself spending years in the home we had built together. But when all of the day care set in, the walls started to close in on me. I knew I had to get out. That is when I found a pamphlet in my mail advertising Shady Creek Village. I didn’t feel old enough to move to a retirement village but this sounded like something different. It sounded like a mature version of a fairy tale compared to my life in day-care hell. So, in a matter of weeks, my house was on the mar
ket, Vera was mad at me, and I had signed a lease at Shady Creek.

  Chapter 2:

  Into the Woods

  After I moved, it only took a few days until I realized that Shady Creek was the best decision I ever made. My new home was a little cottage-style house, situated at the end of the road, right next to the start of the forest path. The trail was used very little and I quickly began to feel that the woods belonged to me. Each day, I would rise and take a walk as the forest woke from its slumber. As the sun rose, so too did the birds. Their songs echoed through the forest and were accompanied by a symphony from the babbling brook. On occasion, I saw a deer or other little critters scampering across my path.

  One day, as I came around a bend at the edge of a meadow, I paused and lifted my face toward the sunlight. I closed my eyes and inhaled the perfume of earth and trees and wildflowers. The world smelled new and I felt young and happy. I may have stood there for only a minute or I may have stood there for an hour. I don’t know which. When I opened my eyes and looked across the clearing, I thought I saw a large dog disappearing into the woods on the other side of the meadow. What a shame if someone had lost their dog. I decided to follow it to see if I could catch it and return it to its owner.

  I quickly crossed the meadow and followed the path into the trees. I neither heard anything nor saw any evidence of the dog so I continued on. After a few minutes on the path, I came to a split near the creek. I was about to give up hope when I spotted the dog again. I saw the tail disappear around a large tree, right on the edge of the creek.

  “Dog!” I called out. “Here, doggie doggie!”

  I heard a rustle.

  I whistled then called out, “Here, doggie!”

  People should be more careful with their pets, I thought as I stepped off the path to follow it around the tree.

  “Dog,” I called again. “Come here, you silly beast!”

  I rounded the tree and stopped dead in my tracks. There, sitting in the grass on the edge of the creek was a man—a completely naked man. I averted my eyes, muttering any apologies, and turned to run away.

  “Don’t go,” he said. His voice sounded like warm chocolate and I paused, my eyes glued to the ground. “I’ve been called many things in my life but never a dog.” He laughed.

  “I’m so sorry,” I muttered. “I thought I had the forest to myself this morning and then I thought I saw a stray dog.”

  A low laugh escaped his lips. The man made no move to cover his nakedness. “Wolfram,” he said, introducing himself. “Or if you prefer, Wolf. That is what most people call me.” He offered a hand but I made no move to take it. “I live close-by, too. We’re neighbors.”

  “I need to get back,” I said, daring to glance in his direction. He leaned his muscled body back and rested on his elbows as if to present himself to me. I felt a twinge, deep in my belly, that I hadn’t felt since before I lost Butch. My eyes darted to his penis. It stood at attention. A drop of moisture escaped from the tip and ran toward the silvery patch of hair at its base.

  My breath caught in my throat. “I need to get back,” I repeated in a whisper.

  “Don’t leave on my account, Ruby,” he said. “We have the woods to ourselves. I’ve lived here for several years and in that time, you are the first person I have ever seen use the trails in the mornings. I was beginning to think they belonged only to me.”

  I looked at him in earnest. “How did you—”

  “Know your name?” he interrupted. “You’re new and you’re beautiful. Every man in Shady Creek knows your name.”

  Wolf’s eyes met mine, and I tried to look away but I couldn’t. A smile danced across his lips and my heart skipped a beat.

  My eyes darted back to his penis. Another clear drop appeared at the tip. My vagina involuntarily clenched on emptiness and the tip of my tongue flicked out to wet my lips.

  “I really need to…”

  “Sit down and join me,” he said. He patted the ground next to him. “We’re both adults here, Ruby. It’s okay to look.” He pumped his hips slightly into the air.

  Shit. He knew I was looking.

  He smiled again.

  I suddenly had the strongest urge to run my tongue over the tip of his penis and taste Wolfram. My vagina clenched again and my nipples hardened.

  My eyes traveled up his body, taking it in. A faint dusting of silver hair trailed down his well-defined chest to his belly button. His jaw was chiseled and he had a touch of white at his temples. His deep-brown eyes twinkled when he smiled.

  I was about to take a step back when Wolf sighed and lay back completely, cradling his head in his hands. I don’t know what came over me. All of a sudden, I felt myself moving forward and sitting on the ground next to him. He smiled like he knew I would join him all along.

  I drew in a deep breath, taking in his scent. It was sweet and musky at the same time. I wanted to reach out and touch him, but instead I lay back and mimicked his pose. We didn’t say anything for several minutes. I closed my eyes and just breathed him in and listened to the sound of the creek.

  It was warm there in the sun and I found myself opening first one button then another and another. The thought of Wolf lying there next to me in all his glory awoke a spirit inside me. I admired his confidence and I wondered what it would be like to feel that way. He was so brave and free. Was it possible that I could be at least half as brave as Wolf?

  My thoughts went back and forth, debating. I had never even considered anything like it, and yet there I was, sitting in the woods next to a completely naked man whom I had just met. The entire situation was crazy.

  Live a little, I thought to myself. Plus, it is getting really warm in the sun. The only two people who would know would be me and Wolf. I took three deep breaths, then, without opening my eyes, I pulled my shirt completely open, exposing my bra to the world.

  “Beautiful,” he whispered, inches from my ear. Somehow I had missed him rolling onto his side and staring at me.

  My eyes snapped open in time to see him reach out to brush a stray hair from my forehead. I immediately moved to pull my shirt closed but he caught my hand and brought it to his lips. My stomach did backflips as I looked into his eyes. He released my hand and traced his finger along my jaw before lowering his lips to mine. My eyes drifted closed and my lips opened, inviting his tongue into my mouth. My body melted and I wanted to be consumed by Wolf.

  Our lips parted. I looked into his eyes, begging for more. He knew what I wanted. He kissed his finger then traced it over my lips. I opened my mouth, sucking it in an effort to show him what I wanted to do.

  Wolf brought his mouth to my ear. “Ladies first,” he whispered.

  His hand trailed down my body, pausing to feel the heat radiating from between my legs. Suddenly, all rational thoughts were gone from my mind. I kicked off my shoes as he unbuckled my pants and deftly removed them along with my panties. As he took me in, I tried to cover my belly with my hands to hide the extra couple of pounds and the faint stretch marks that childbirth had left me with so many years before.

  He brushed my hands away as he moved to remove my shirt and bra. “Don’t cover yourself,” he said. “You are beautiful just as you are.”

  I found myself moving to make it easier for Wolf to peel off the last bit of clothing I had left covering me. I lay there, naked in the grass, and I could feel his body heat so close to me. My nipples stood at attention, aching to be touched. I wanted to feel Wolf against me. I wanted to feel him inside me. His fingers lightly pinched my nipples and a moan escaped my lips. I reached out to run my fingers over the head of his penis but he pulled away, just out of reach.

  “Please,” I gasped. “I need you.”

  He laughed. “I told you, ladies first.”

  “Please!”

  He laughed again then ran his finger through the clear liquid that glazed the head of his hard cock and brought it to my lips. I lapped it up. It was sweet and salty and I wanted more.

  “Please!�
�� I begged, but instead I was rewarded with a lingering kiss.

  As if by themselves, my legs opened. I wanted Wolf to fill me. I wanted to feel him in the pit of my belly.

  I gasped as words escaped my mouth. “Fuck me,” I said.

  Wolf kissed his way down my body and when he moved over me, I lifted my hips, offering them to his erection. Instead, he moved so that his lips were just over my already wet pussy. I could feel his breath on my puffy lips. My hips rose and fell, begging.

  And then, ever so lightly, his tongue lapped the dampness from the outer lips of my pussy. It felt like velvet and I wanted more. It had been so long. Finally, I felt his fingers spread my nether lips, exposing my engorged clitoris. Very slowly, he flicked the tip of his tongue over the magic spot, igniting a fire. His lips closed on my clit, sucking and tonguing at the same time. My body immediately erupted in an orgasm. Just when a wave that made me curl my toes washed over me, I felt his finger slide into my wanting vagina. He began working it in and out.

  “Oh, God! Harder! More!” I cried and a second finger filled my vagina. It felt so good to be opened like that—his fingers sliding in and out, his lips and tongue working my clit. I couldn’t help myself. My hands found my breasts and I pinched my own nipples. My entire body shuddered in another orgasm.

  When I felt like nothing could get any better, Wolf moved to place his penis against my pussy. “Are you sure?” he asked, rubbing the tip up and down my wet slit, teasing my clit with its hard head.

  “Fuck me, Wolf.” I whimpered through clenched teeth. “Fuck me!”