ROMANCE: Mr. Mystery: (New Adult Bad Boy Romance) (Contemporary Mystery Short Stories)

by Viva Fox

  Elliot wanted to run after the alpha but thought better of it. If he did that, the girl might bleed out. Right now, she was much more important. Turning back into his human form, he approached her. He felt wheezy, seeing her body covered in wounds. He needed to get her to safety or Stanton would just return to finish the job.

  As he picked her up, he heard a scratching at the front door. He stopped, but for some reason walked up to it and opened it slowly, wondering what could it be. As he looked down, he saw a fluff of fur come into the house. Nala meowed up at him. “Stupid cat.” He said as he walked outside, carrying Valery. Nala followed behind faithfully.

  Elliot paid her no mind as he made his way into the forest, traveling through an unknown path. He soon made it to a small lagoon, which harbored a small cottage. The place was a perfect hideout because the stagnant waters had a scent powerful enough to mask all others. He stayed here often.

  He brought Valery into the small building. It was in a state of disarray, but it didn’t matter. He placed her on the cluttered bed before rushing to find some medical supplies. It was more than once that he had to patch himself up, giving himself stitches time and time again. He was getting quite good at it to be honest.

  As he brought his little kit over to her, he felt his heart tighten. It pained him to see her like this. A girl this beautiful didn’t deserve to be hurt so much. He wished she had never been involved in all this, but now it seemed almost inevitable. Sighing, he pushed all that to the side as he threaded the needle and started to close up her wounds.

  To his relief, none of her injuries seemed to be a bite wound. “At least, there’s that…” He muttered to himself. If she had been bitten, she would be in the process of turning into a werewolf by now. Luckily she had escaped that fate.

  Elliot continued to take care of her to the best of his abilities. He grabbed a small washcloth and wiped away all the blood that was caked on her body. She looked almost angelic as she laid there, looking serene. He wanted to lean down and kiss her cheeks but restrained himself. He couldn’t do it. He wanted to but needed to hold back at least for her own safety. He would never forgive himself if he somehow caused her any more pain.

  “I’m sorry I did all this to you…” He whispered, caressing her hair gently. He sighed and got into bed with her, just to keep her safe. Nala looked at them from the dresser, her tail flicking back and forth before she found one of Elliot’s discarded shirts and used it as a bed.

  ***

  She was now naked before him. There wasn’t a stitch of clothing left on her beautiful body. Her skin was an angelic milky color as Elliot’s fingers roamed over her body. He started at her shoulder and then moved down to the curve of her breasts, flicking her nipples momentarily, before making it down to her navel. He grinned and leaned down, planting a small kiss there, inciting a giggle from her lips.

  As he looked up into her sky blue eyes, he could tell that she wanted him. It was written all over her face and as his fingers moved down and touched her slit for the first time, he encountered the wetness that gave away her arousal. “Mmm… someone wants me doesn’t she?” Elliot teased as he looked up at her, toying with her clit between his fingers, letting the small piece of flesh to be squeezed between his thumb and forefinger, rubbing it ever so slightly, just enough to make her buck her hips.

  She wanted to beg for more but was rendered mute or, at least, it seemed that way. It was only when he leaned forward, taking one of her excited nubs into his mouth that she let out a moan. The sound was sweet and wrapped around him tightly, making him groan. He moved closer to her now, letting the tip of his engorged member get closer to her ever eager pussy.

  There was already a bit of pre-cum gathered there in his arousal, but he wasn’t ready to enter her yet. He wanted to make her scream, to beg for more. Leaning down, he buried his face between her thighs. He took in a quick scent of her sex and smirked to himself. She smelled so sweet. It was an intoxicating scent that drove him wild. His member hardened even more between his legs, dying for release as it dripped a little more. It throbbed in anticipation, but Elliot still ignored it.

  He took a moment before his tongue darted out of his mouth, making quick contact with her slick folds. She moaned out loudly, arching her back and exposing herself to him. She opened her legs a little more, her eyes pleading with him. “Elliot… please… don’t tease me like this… I want you inside of me. I need it.” She begged desperately as her fingers tangled in his dark hair.

  She pulled on it slightly, before shoving him down, forcing his face to make contact with her wetness. He was more than eager to grant her wish, as his tongue slithered out of his mouth and lapped at her engorged clit. It was sensitive and the mere touch of tongue to flesh was enough to make her thighs twitch.

  His hands gripped her thighs, his fingers leaving marks there as his tongue made its way inside of her. He found her hole and forced himself inside, twirling this way and that, trying to find the best way to please her.

  He soon found her sweet spot and his tongue, longer than normal, flicked it constantly, making her shiver in pleasure. Just as she was getting closer to the edge, his fingers moved upwards, taking her clit between them, rubbing it in excitement. She screamed out his name, begging for release.

  He responded by moving his tongue in and out of her faster and faster until she orgasmed hard. Her walls quivered around his tongue as her juices gushed around him, coating his face. He moved back, making her whimper. He smirked, licking his lips. “Tasty…” He commented as he stared at her with an intense look on his face.

  “Please… I need you.” She begged, pulling him closer by wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him in. His member throbbed against her. She couldn’t take it anymore. She had to have him right now. She moved her hands down his body until she reached his balls. They felt heavy in her small hands.

  Squeezing them gently, she smirked when she heard his small grunt of satisfaction. She fondled them a little more, kneading them between her fingers as he went into a state of primal lust. All of a sudden, he couldn’t control himself any longer. He pushed himself inside of her slick hole with one powerful thrust.

  She screamed as he plunged balls deep into her. They stayed in this position for a moment as he allowed her to feel his large girth within her, making her feel full. “Oh my god! You’re huge!” She commented, feeling a little overwhelmed by his large member. She clawed at the bed and curled her toes, waiting for him to make the next more. He waited a moment, keeping her impaled on him before starting to buck his hips a little, taking shallow movements.

  His balls slapped against her and he was soon picking up speed as he pinned her hands above her head and watched in fascination as her breasts bounced on her chest. All of a sudden, he felt a white hot explosion in his balls as he came deep inside of her.

  Chapter 6

  He woke up suddenly, excited. His body quivered with this tingly sensation that made the hairs on his arms stand on edge. His eyes scanned the room in quickened anticipation as he tried to figure out what had just happened. As he looked down, he saw Valery laying there, fast asleep, her gentle chest moving up and down with her measured breaths. Had his all too real vista been nothing more than a dream? His hand moved under the covers to his dick. He could feel it throbbing under his palm as his hand wrapped around it ever so slightly. A groan emerged from between his lips as he got the sudden urge to pleasure himself. As he looked over at Valery, however, he knew he couldn’t run the risk of waking her.

  Slowly, he made his way out of bed. Entering the bathroom, he locked the door behind him and turned on the shower. He wanted to wash away the urge that now possessed him, a carnal sort of urge that took up every inch of his brain, making him nothing more than a horny mess. This need had to be abolished soon for he couldn’t let himself fall for her. He had caused her too much pain already for him to ever be with her. It would cause him too much guilt. These thoughts drove him into a position of self-hatred, but
at the same time, he couldn’t deny the burning desire that ran through his engorged member.

  Once the water was warm enough, he stepped into the shower, his hands already over his smooth dick, running up and down along its length. He bit his lip and leaned against the shower wall, trying to think of something that would edge him on. He tried to think of something naughty, but his mind just came back to Valery. The only image stuck in his head was her naked body standing before him.

  The water was cascading down her beautiful skin and her eyes called out to him. He wanted to reach out and touch her. But as his hands reached forward he was met with nothing more than thin air. It was all just a mind trick. Groaning once more, his mind imagined her pressed up against the wall, bent over slightly, her round ass on display for him. Elliot pictured himself rubbing his palms over the wet flesh. A smile spread across his face in response as he allowed his mind to venture down even dirtier avenues. He would lean forward and bite her neck as one of his fingers found its way to her pussy. He knew that she would be eager for him, he could feel it.

  The thought drove him wild. His hand flew over his member faster and faster, until he felt his balls tighten with the need for release. His hand rubbed himself harder and harder until he felt the soft burning of too much friction. Before things could get too heated, he shot his load onto the shower wall. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he leaned back on the opposite side. Had the thought of Valery alone, been enough to drive him over the edge?

  As he tried to catch his breath he was forced into a state of denial. No, he was just excited by the vivid dream was all. He didn’t know what was going on inside of him, but it had to stop. He couldn’t let himself get attached. She had to recover and get on with her life. He had already caused enough damage.

  A sense of guilt washed over his body as he stood under the showerhead. His dick was now limp and lifeless between his thighs and he frowned, knowing he had allowed his lust to get the better of him. He should have just controlled his desires, but he had brought himself to sweet release by the simple thought of her instead. He felt angry with himself, but deep down knew he wouldn’t be able to resist her much longer. There was something about her that summoned this primal nature inside of him, like her very being was calling out to the wolf within.

  He tried to ignore the feeling as he threw on some new clothes. Once done, he padded his way back into the bedroom. Valery was still asleep. He smiled to himself, seeing her angelic face. Her pale skin was flawless, radiating a natural beauty he couldn’t pry his eyes away from. Her hair glowed, even in the dull light of the small room. He wished he had courage enough to caress it, but instead he just stood at the foot of the bed, admiring her, mesmerized.

  He wasn’t sure how long it would take her to heal, but he knew that he would have to take care of her until then. If he let her out of his sight, the pack would come for her and finish the job. He couldn’t let that happen. He sighed, knowing this would be a strange experience. He just hoped he would be able to suppress the animal instincts that were raging inside of him.

  Even now as he laid down on the bed again, it was ever so difficult. Her scent, her looks, the feeling of her breath in the small space between them was enough to drive him wild. He wanted to pull her closer, to claim her for his own. Somehow, however, he managed, at least for that night, to stop himself by some impossible force of will, keeping the animal inside of him caged away. His body was tense and his jaw clenched as he tried his best to resist her. He needed to let her rest, but right now all he wanted to do was kiss her.

  Leaning forward, the space between their faces diminished, until there was nothing more than a narrowness between them. Elliot held his breath, knowing he shouldn’t be doing this. All of a sudden, her face twitched slightly and her lips curled into a soft smile. Elliot pulled away and looked at her curiously. She was sleeping and yet, somehow smiling. Was she dreaming? He hoped that her dreams were pleasant.

  ***

  Nala moved forward with an elegant movement. She looked up at her owner for a second before meowing softly. Valery looked down at her curiously, trying to figure out where the cat was going. They were inside, but Nala seemed to be leading her toward the back door. Did she want to go outside? Valery turned on the backyard’s floodlight, in hopes of seeing something that might have perked the cat’s attention.

  There, sitting in the moonlight was Elliot. His rugged features were even more pronounced as the nighttime shadows danced across his cheeks. His dark hair looked black in the lack of light and his eyes were almost invisible. Still, Valery could see the crookedness of his nose and smiled to herself before opening up the door.

  Almost immediately, Nala dashed out. She greeted him by rubbing up against his hand. He gently petted her and her loud purr could be heard floating in the slight nighttime breeze. He grinned, looking up at Valery with a pleased expression. She gravitated toward him. Her feet moved of their own accord as she fell deeper and deeper into his spell.

  She was finally next to him and he reached out, presenting her with his hand. She blushed for a moment before grabbing it. He pulled her down on top of him gently, until she was laying on his body. His arms wrapped around her waist tightly and their chests pressed together. She smiled to herself, a small mewl of happiness escaping her lips before she looked up and made eye contact with him.

  She stared into his dark eyes, mesmerized by his intense gaze. She felt her heartbeat quicken and her hands became clammy at the proximity of their faces. She bit her lip, wondering what would happen next. Her heart sped up even more as he moved closer and closer to her, his eyes searching hers with an intensity she couldn’t quite understand.

  Finally, the distance between them was destroyed and their lips collided together. Hers parted almost instantly and he used that opening to sneak his tongue into her mouth. As they made out, their tongues danced together. Their breaths were taken away and they smiled, feeling their chests heave in and out with the effort of the passionate kiss.

  All of sudden, he pulled away. He pushed her off him but then pulled her close once more. He gently guided her head to his chest, his hand resting on her cheek for a moment as his thumb caressed her soft skin. He smiled to himself before looking up at the stars with her. She looked up as well, seeing the nighttime sky.

  The stars littered the sky, filling it with a beautiful splatter of twinkling lights. Valery felt her body enter into a state of serenity and peace as she laid there with Elliot. In that moment, the world seemed perfect. As his arm wrapped around her waist even more and his lips brushed against her warm cheek, she felt like nothing could come between them.

  She closed her eyes for a moment, enjoying the peace that had taken her over. She cherished it for as long as she could, feeling his soft breath against her ear as he kept holding her. He smiled before nibbling on her earlobe gently. She slowly started to open up her eyes again and looked into the sky once more. As she did, a shooting star flew across the sky. Her eyes grew large at the rare occurrence and she quickly uttered a wish under her breath.

  ***

  Valery woke up when she felt something soft brush up against her face. Scrunching it against the sensation, she tried to move away only to feel her body racked with pain. She groaned, remembering the attack she was a victim of. She still couldn’t wrap her mind around the idea that werewolves were real and that somehow they had been the cause of her fiancé’s death.

  It made her sick just thinking about it, but as she tried to move she was consumed by pain that scattered throughout her entire body. There was no denying that the events that had occurred last night were all too real. Opening her eyes, she stared right at Nala who was looking at her seriously, as if trying to say something in her own unique feline way.

  “What is it, girl?” Valery croaked, feeling her throat dry and raspy. She tried to clear it, but to no avail. There was still a burning scratchiness at the back of her throat. Sighing, she tried to sit up instead, but that proved equally as use
less. Her injuries were severe, not allowing her to do much of anything. “Ugh…” She looked around, noticing the strange building she was in. Looking at the ceiling, or at least what should’ve been one, she saw what seemed like wooden logs linked together. Was she in some sort of log cabin?

  Suddenly, she felt anxiety bubble up inside her. What if the wolves had taken her hostage and she was trapped in one of their homes? The thought that Nala was still with her, didn’t seem at all comforting. All of a sudden, there was an arm on her shoulder, making her jump. Her eyes grew large as she looked up at Elliot’s face. “Shh… calm down. You’re safe here.” He said soothingly. There was a dark expression on his face as he looked at her. It seemed like he was holding back a lot of pain himself, like the simple act of touching her was enough to make him cringe. She frowned, wondering what it all meant. Could she come to trust the man who had killed her fiancé?

  Chapter 7

  “How am I safe with a man who killed the man I was going to marry?” Valery blurted out before she could stop herself. Elliot’s face instantly darkened at her words. He frowned and looked down, knowing she was probably right. She wasn’t safe with him either, but what else was he supposed to do? If he stopped protecting her, Stanton would be back to finish the job and he would be damned if he allowed that pitiful excuse of a wolf to lay another paw on her.