Reece stared in disdain over
the crowd gathered in the dimly lit bar as he fingered the beer bottle in
his hand. He really didn’t want to be here, but he couldn’t figure out any
other place that he really wanted to be either.
The bar itself wasn’t so bad
as far as bars went. The music was loud, the beer cold, and the individual
wooden booths offered some semblance of privacy. Reece could just see a couple
of pool tables past the back of the wooden bench seat across from him.
Still, there was something in
the air tonight, something that was making him feel very edgy, but damned if
he could figure out what it was. It was making him feel restless and
irritable, not a good thing for one of his kind to be.
Reece signaled the waitress,
holding up his beer. Maybe he just needed to get drunk and find a nice piece
of ass to fuck for the night. Lifting his head, he gazed out at the crowd,
perusing all of the women there for their fitfulness.
He liked sex, the rougher, the
better. It kind of cut down on who he could have sex with. His partner needed
to be strong enough to sustain his forceful appetites, the dominant aggression
he couldn’t keep at bay when he had his dick deep in some woman’s pussy.
His eyes briefly settled on a
slender woman standing next to the bar before dismissing her and moving on.
She had been interesting at first, attractive even, but for some reason she
just didn’t hold Reece’s attention for more than a moment.
No, he was looking for
something else, something—fuck! He wasn’t looking for that! A small man had
just walked through the door. Reece was confused as to why he even noticed,
but damned if the man didn’t make Reece’s cock stand up and shout its
interest.
The man was unlike anything
that Reece would ever have looked at, so small Reece almost missed him. He had
to be at least a foot shorter than Reece and nearly a hundred pounds lighter.
Much too small and fragile for the kind of sex Reece enjoyed.
And he was male. Reece had
never been interested in men before so why was this one captivating him so
much? Oh sure, Reece could look at a man and appreciate his looks, but he had
never been with a man sexually.
So, why couldn’t he pull his
eyes away from this man? What was it about the little man that held Reece so
captivated? Was it his collar-length, curly, honey-blond hair? His pale green
eyes? It certainly couldn’t be the small delicate body hidden under the baggy
jeans and dark green sweatshirt he was wearing. Could it?
Reece moved his eyes away,
forcing himself to keep looking for his night’s prey but his eyes kept coming
back to the little man, time and time again, almost against his will. There
was just something about him that fascinated Reece.
As Reece watched, the man
leaned over the bar and talked to the bartender, turning his head to look
where the bartender pointed before nodding and walking in the same direction.
Reece felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up when the bartender
smiled at the dark haired man dressed in black slacks and a white dress shirt
who was standing at the bar, then gestured after the little man with his head.
The man in the slacks
snickered and then followed after the little man. Reece knew instantly that
the man who had captivated his attention was in trouble. Something serious was
about to go down, and the intriguing man
was going to be right in the middle
of it.
Just the thought made the wolf
in Reece rebel. He could feel his hands starting to clench, his claws coming
out as he growled low in his throat. Reece got up from his seat and began
making his way towards the bathroom, the direction both men had gone.
The closer Reece got to the
bathroom, the stronger the faint scent became that he had first picked up
where the man had walked. It was heady, making him almost dizzy. It was sweet,
but tangy at the same time and totally intoxicating.
As Reece pushed open the door
of the men’s restroom, he could hear a frightened squeak, a lot of heavy
breathing, and the sounds of a struggle. His eyes immediately went to the far
stall. He knew he should just turn and walk away. This wasn’t any of his
business.
The last time he had stuck his
nose in a situation like this, he had paid for it. He was still paying for it.
What did he care if someone was assaulting the little human? And he could now
tell that the man was a human. He could smell it. It was wrapped up in that
intoxicating scent that seemed to shoot straight down to his hard cock.
Damn!
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