“Well, good for her I guess.” I shrug my shoulders and grab his hand, heading toward the shower.”
“Goo…Good for her? I could barely keep up with you, I didn’t need another she–wolf in the mix. I don’t think you understand what I just went through.” He grumbles as we walk into the bathroom.
“Holy shit….” I look around the bathroom and it is worse than the rest of the place.
“Yeah, I’m not sure what you were doing but you covered me in shampoo and turned me into a damn slide. I think it had to do something with your speed and body friction. As fast as you moving, you could have started a damn fire on me…guess your nickname is fitting now.” I look back at him, my face in complete shock.
“I had no idea…I didn’t know I would be like…”
“A fucking sex machine. Yeah baby. Bring on the other heat!” Cyrus smacks my ass hard and I’m propelled forward, slipping in something as he starts humping on me from behind like he is listening to party music in his head.
“Oh..shit…nevermind. Give me some time.” Cyrus pulls away and grabs his dick in his hand and starts moving it around, inspecting it.
“What are you doing?” I ask, confused, but also slightly amused.
“Making sure it isn’t torn up. You have fangs and my balls hurt.”
I turn back toward the mess in the bathroom. Every corner I look in is just one crazy shit show after another. Even the damn mirror is broken.
“Is there somewhere else we can go?” I can’t even begin to figure this out.
“The whole building is open, take your pick. We can go wash up in Rhonda’s bathroom if that will make you feel better, but the scent will probably send her into some old she–wolf heat or something and I don’t want her trying to bang you in the streets.”
I say nothing as I contemplate what to do because I’m too tired to even deal with this.
“What…wait.. do you want to bang Rhonda in the streets?”
“What? No.”
“Phew…thought that I would be forced to kills Larry’s mom and I like her too much for that.”
I give him a face that can only be described as though I am completely tired of his shit right now. “How about we put some clothes on and go somewhere else…a hotel or something.”
“Hell no. Your scent will send the whole damn pack into a frenzy plus you’re covered in potatoes babe.” He swipes some off my neck and sticks it in his mouth..
“Yum.”
Good point. What do we do?”
“We’re going to borrow an apartment.”
“That doesn’t feel right.”
2/3
I’m Just Here for the Mashed Potatoes–Rhonda (Probably)
“They hate us anyway; they’ve all been relocated.” He shrugs as he makes a valid point.
“Good point but I don’t want to violate someone’s privacy like that.”
“Damn…..Who knew you had this other side of you. I know about the murderous side, and the horny side but this caring about other’s feelings
side…”
“I do not.” I interrupt him as he laughs at me.
“Fine…I’ve got a plan.” He surprises me by sounding serious for once.
“You do?”
“Not really, but it’s starting.”
