One Hundred and Fifteen

Maya's pencil softly scratched on her paper as she sat cross-legged on the rocky cave floor with a sketchbook open in front of her. Ivan was her model. He leaned against the wall with a raging beast of need in his eyes.

Maya felt an intense sexual craving and wanted nothing other than to fuck the horny and lustful feelings out of her system. She could not help it though - all she had to do was look at him.

Ivan was intoxicating. He was excited. Maya found herself wanting more than anything to be held. Her body grew hot as she shivered from pleasure.

She still couldn't believe how attached she had become to this mysterious Lycan. Everything about him turned her on and she was afraid to admit that she had won her over and she might be madly in love with him.

“You need to close your mouth before a fly perches there,” he said, amused and taking a drag of his cigarette.

They found out they had one thing in common: smoking whenever they needed to unwind or when agitated. Maya was glad t