Wolf’s Bane

“Twinny, I’m sorry, I’ll have to call you later, OK?” Eron said, suddenly conscious of a known smell approaching him from behind.

“Everything alright?” she asked worriedly, as it was her usual habit to make sure her twin was fine.

Especially now that he had decided to stay away from his childhood home…

“Yes. I’ll get back to you soon, I promise.”

“You better,” she said with a smile, finally dropping the call.

Eron listened carefully to the crackling of the leaves, getting lost once more in the scent that was now an immediate trigger to the memories of what he saw at the pool.

How her wet, long, black hair fell on her body half-covering her back and full breasts, making him want to move it aside and have a taste of the luscious body that, after a first look, he now craved like water in the desert.

He felt his dick getting hard once again and tried to control himself before she was too close to notice.

“Come on, Eron! Really?” he told himself, now blushing.

Who could have thought that the second son of the head of his clan, and the right hand of a criminal organization, could have his pulse raised and his cheeks reddened by a lady that he just met?

“Get a grip, man!” Eron kept scolding himself.

He abruptly got up and paced, so suddenly that the lady paused in her walking, having second thoughts for a moment.

“Diwana, what are you doing? You just met him today… He still hasn’t seen you; you still can leave!” the confused woman thought.

Of course, she was unaware that he knew perfectly well who was near him. He knew even her exact position and distance from where he remained standing, although he was making it look like he was just checking the food cooking on the fire.

“But, on second thought, there’s that feeling… Come on, Di… maybe we should follow our instinct and just get to him…”

And just like that, she kept walking, slowing down when she was about a few feet from him. Diwa then allowed her senses to enjoy him in the only way she could for now: devouring him with her eyes in the very discreet way that her self-doubt – especially with this gentleman – was allowing her.

His muscled back was a treat, especially since he was wearing a thin and tight shirt. With each small movement of his body that he secretly made on purpose, she could enjoy the sight of his well-defined torso in almost full detail, imagining how it would feel to wake up in the morning beside his drool-worthy physique. Heck, how would it feel like to climb on top of him in the night, and feel how his hands would go tight and strong, then soft while caressing on her skin…

By now, Eron could perfectly smell not only her natural scent but her lustful thoughts, with slight surprise. Soon after, he was smiling while still trying to control his own exhilaration.

His thoughts: “And here we are again. How is she causing me such strong feelings? I need to either find some semblance of control or some kind of release. Damn it, if she wasn’t the lady she is, I would take her right here, right now… But no. No, Eron, she IS that lady. BREATHE! And focus on trying to find out what she’s doing here.”

And with that, still careful that the huge pulsing bulge in his pants was not the first thing she would see as she approached, he half-turned, genuinely surprised that she would come near, yet faking surprise to see her there.

“Diwana! Uh… hi,” he said, scratching his neck. Yes, the handsome, big-city guy could be shy too, and that surprised him.

“Oh my God! He just turned! Di, he probably saw you checking on him! And now, what the hell reason are you going to tell him for being here!?” Diwana’s mind panicked and made her blush more than she was comfortable with.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Now he was sure that she was lusting over someone, but quite unsure if it was really for him.

“Oh Goddess, now she blushed. She is the cutest, sexiest thing I’ve seen. And she’s still lusting for… But, why? Is she in heat? Is it her remembering someone else? I hope it’s for me, but I… Don’t be so full of yourself Eron… it can’t be you… can it?” he thought, checking her in the same discreet way that he would skillfully analyze an enemy, without ever being even noticed.

“I…” she said, her cheeks still naturally tinted red, and she looked down with a shy smile that was unknowingly melting the puzzled guy in front of her. “Sometimes I like to walk around, you know… it’s refreshing and relaxing…”

She paused as her brown eyes left his hazel ones, looking around now and realizing what she was seeing…

“Jack was not lying; you really are camping directly in the forest…”

“Yeah… He offered me a space in his campsite, but I don’t think I can fit in there… So, I came back to Scorpia here.”

“Who?” she said, now surprised, suddenly thinking he meant a weird pet.

“Oh, please, come closer. I’ll introduce you to Scorpia. I promise, me or she won’t bite,” he said, with a smirk on his face, while a wink escaped as well before he could avoid this one usual and pretty much subconscious charming move.

And now, because of it, he was kicking himself inside his head.

“Good job, Eron, she will definitely misinterpret you now. That’s exactly what we needed!”

But then, she smiled some more, maybe blushed a little more, and walked towards the hand that he gentlemanly extended to help her not fall or stumble over any of the nearby tree roots.

For the first time, their bodies made physical contact.

And a distinct spark went through both of them…

But, despite both pausing and looking at each other’s eyes, they dismissed the sensation with any weird, “logical” explanation their minds could create at that moment.

“That can’t be THE sign… Like the one Twinny mentioned… or is it?” Eron thought.

“That can’t be a sign… he wouldn’t like me… Didn’t even like at first the idea of staying in my… I mean, rent… a room… at my house… He wouldn’t look at me that way, would he?” were Di’s pained thoughts.

“She is Scorpia,” Eron said proudly after pulling Diwana in front of him as fast and gently as he could, and then letting go of her hand as if it burned.

Because it did burn.

The feeling he was now fighting to ignore was the clear sign of something he thought would never happen, especially not in the middle of that forest, and with the life he left…

Both of his lives, as a matter of fact.

“Whoa, it’s beautiful!” she said, admiring his treasured, big and shiny motorcycle.

“Oh, you like her?! I thought you would joke and ask about the name, and why a ‘she’, you know…”

“Then, maybe you pre-judged me a little,” she said, still admiring with sparkly eyes the marvelous piece of machinery that stood proudly in front of her. “Hello Scorpia, I’m Diwana, and it’s a pleasure to meet you!” she said, smiling genuinely.

Eron smiled widely, suddenly feeling more pleased and yet more shy than before.

“W-Would you like to get some food? I was about to eat… dinner, I mean… would you like to… eat… dinner with me?” was what he said.

In his head: “I can’t believe she just talked to my motorbike. Oh, Twinny will die when I tell her… If not for my… sigh… current lifestyle, Miss Diwana, I would be thinking very seriously about you and me… and where the hell do those thoughts come from, suddenly?” He got so distracted that he didn’t notice her answering him already.

“… but I don’t want to take your food and leave you… hungry…” Diwa replied.

The last word she said brought him back to their conversation because indeed, he was hungry. STARVING, as a matter of fact.

“Oh no, no, no, please, don’t worry. I insist, please, EAT with me, Miss Diwana, and then I’ll go back to the village with you. And I insist on that, too. It’s not safe for you to walk around here all alone. There can be a creep around who might go after you,” he said to her.

At the sudden silence he got from Diwa while she sat down, Eron knew he struck a chord. Then suddenly, someone called MAX came to mind…

“Goddess, for his own good, I hope he doesn’t… or I…” the camper thought while forcing himself to stop before his other side could come out and in anger.

“Well, I appreciate that and it’s very nice of you, but really… Are you sure?”

“I am,” he finished with a smile, serving the stew for both of them quickly. “Did you grow up here, Miss Diwana? To be walking around a forest, you must know it very well.”

“Actually…” she said, suddenly finding herself looking at the images of her not-too-distant past. ​