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Chapter 9

To her surprise she was actually pretty good at pool. This was her first time playing

but it turned out that she was a natural. She had a small crowd gathering around her as she took another shot. She could see Tony was part of the group looking really uncomfortable for some reason. She made her shot and gave a little booty shake as the crowd cheered her on.

She didn't even notice the door to the bar opening and the people that walked in as she made her last shot and sank the eight ball. She gave another little booty shake and high fives to the crowd around her. All of a sudden she felt herself being pulled through the crowd and protests from some of the men.

"Hey she was having a good time!" "She's playing with us buddy, where do you think you are taking her?" the voices were saying as she got dragged away.

Once through the crowd she realized who was pulling her, it was Ryan. He was yanking on her arm pulling her into the back room; she could tell that he was furious.

When they got into the back room he pushed her down onto the sofa and stood in front of her with a stern look on his face. She couldn't tell if it was anger or if it was hurt, maybe a mixture of both. Why would he have pulled her away from all her new friends and shove her into this room with him. She had to find out what his problem was.

"What the hell do you think you are doing Ryan?" she demanded.

"What am I doing? What the hell do you think you are doing?" he responded.

"What does it look like? I was having fun until you came in dragged me back in this room and ruined it!" She spat back at him.

"You call that fun?" he pointed at the door. "Shaking you ass for all those guys out there to see. You call that fun? What the hell is wrong with you Angel? I thought that I knew you better than that. He said as he looked away from her.

"Why would it matter to you who I'm shaking my ass for? It's not like you're interested in me. So why would you care?" She said as she got up and headed for the door. He caught her by the waist as she tried to leave.

"Where do you think you are going?" he asked.

"Back out there with my new friends." she said back with attitude.

"Oh no your not!" he informed her with anger as he pulled her further back into the room.

"I'll be damned if I let those men get one more look at you tonight. You belong to me and you won't be shaking your ass for them anymore. Do you understand?" he growled back at her.

She stood there in his arms completely confused. What did she say to that? 'What does he mean I belong to him?' She thought to herself.

"You can't just claim me. I'm not an object, I'm a person. Why are you even here anyways? You don't even like me so why would I want to be yours?" She questioned as she tried to push away from him.

"Are you crazy woman? Why would you think that I don't like you? You're the reason that I'm here right now." he said as he pulled her closer to him.

"You pushed me away when I tried to kiss you." she said as she fought back against him trying to pull herself out of his grip.

The more that she pushed him away, the closer he would pull her towards him. She started banging on his chest trying to get him to break his grip on her, but it seamed to just make him want to pull her closer. The closer she got to him the more she could feel the heat off his body flooding into her. She found herself no longer wanting to fight with the man. Instead of hitting his chest she was now running her hands across the muscle there.

He began to loosen his grip on her waist and let out a soft growl of pleasure. She found herself exploring more of him. Her hands running across every muscle in his chest, trailing over each and every one of his abs. His hands were now moving from her waist up to her ribs then around to her back. She looked up and locked eyes with him as he lowered his head down to meet his lips with hers.

Her hand left his chest and wrapped around his neck. She ran one of her hands through his hair softly scraping at his scalp. She felt him rumble against her. His tongue was trailing over her lips and then moving to her neck. She felt shivers going down her spine. She felt passion flashing over her like she had never felt before. She needed him, she needed all of him, she wanted him forever.

How could she have went from being so angry at him minutes ago to being so wrapped up in passion with him now? He moved his hands up her back and over her shoulders. From there he moved back down her front until he was cupping her breasts. She let out a soft moan of pleasure. She had never been touched like this and she wanted more.

She pressed her breasts against his hands as she softly bit on his ears and neck. He let out a soft growl as he started to squeeze and twist at her nipples. She threw her head back and closed her eyes. She felt an ache down below she had never felt before. She found herself pushing her hips up against him. He felt her response and moved his hands down her legs and then back up under her skirt.

She was surprised when she felt his finger slide into her and she froze. He stopped and looked into her eyes. She wanted to continue but was scared. She had never done this before. Was she ready for this, she asked herself. Ryan could see the fear in her eyes and smiled at her as he slowly started moving his finger in and out of her body. She soon forgot her fears as she started feeling her whole body tingle and her muscles starting to tense up.

She screamed out in pleasure and this made Ryan work his fingers faster. Just when she thought that she couldn't hold on anymore that all of her muscles were going to explode, she felt the most amazing feeling ever. Her whole body went numb with pleasure and all of her muscles slowly relaxed. She was breathing heavy and had to hold onto Ryan's shoulders to steady herself.

Ryan kissed her again softly and slowly this time. He then pulled her tighter to his

body and she pressed her face into his chest. She felt so relieved like years of pressure were just released from her.

"Did you like that?" Ryan asked as he chuckled.

"Uh huh" is all she could manage to get out.

"Do you believe me know that I want you, silly girl?" She had forgotten all about being mad at him. How could she be mad at him now after what just happened?

"Yes" she replied.

"How about we go home so that we can have a long talk?" he asked as he walked her out the door back into the bar. She held onto his arm as they walked back into the bar. She felt like she never wanted to let him go.

"Ok, let's go" they walked through the bar and out to her car. He kissed her again before opening the door for her to get in, and then walked around to the other side to get in himself.

She started to feel a little embarrassed of herself on the way home. What was she thinking doing that? She had gone to the bar to find another guy because she was so mad at Ryan. Yet she ends up having her first ever orgasm, first ever sexual experience of any type with him in the back of the bar.

Just thinking of what had just happened in the back of the bar had her adjusting in her seat. She wanted more of that, she wanted it now. She heard Ryan chuckle in the seat next to her.

"What are you laughing at?" She demanded.

"Don't worry my little Angel, that won't be the last time I make you feel like that. There's a lot more to come, I promise. That was just the beginning, a taste test" he responded with a smile.

'How did he know what I was thinking about?' She thought to herself. At the same time she really didn't care. He said that there would be more, and it would be better. How that could be, she didn't know. How anything could feel better than what she just experienced was beyond her, but she was more than willing to find out.

She closed her eyes to rest and picture what else he could have in store for her, and drifted off to sleep. When Ryan arrived home he noticed that she had fallen asleep next to him. He gently lifted her out of the car and carried her into the house. He pulled down the blankets and laid her into her bed. He thought for a minute about covering her up and leaving to go back to his own room.

He quickly changed his mind and crawled into bed next to her. He figured that she would either be really upset to have him next to her when she woke up, or happy that he didn't leave her. He figured it was worth it to lie next to her for a night and breathe in her sweat scent even if she was mad in the morning.

As he lay next to her sleeping body gently moving his hands through her silky hair he began to think of what he would say to her in the morning. How was he going to explain to her that she was a werewolf? How would she take the news? Would she just be ok with it, and want to learn more? Would she just freak out and think that he was crazy for thinking that she was a wolf? He figured he knew her well enough that she was defiantly going to freak out. There was no way that she was just going to take the news and accept it with no argument.

Angel rolled over and laid her head on his chest and wrapped her arm around his waist. He looked down to see if she hadn't woken up, but she was still fast asleep. I wonder if she could be dreaming about me he thought to himself as he gave her a soft kiss on her forehead.