The Master Bedroom, Apartment 73, The Regal Way Towers, Southport, New Jersey.....
Once the shock of having her life uprooted in the wake of her father's untimely demise had faded, Savannah appeared to have been back to her ferocious self as she began once more clashing with the wolfish brute whom had been in charge of her welfare. She was staying with him for a little over a week before he elected to take her back to school as the arrangements were made for her father's funeral and she was free to enjoy her life again, for the most part aside from the constant threat of blood suckers stalking her at every turn when the sun went down, in the light of day she was free to be herself again.
Late night when everything was quiet on the homefront and Ron found himself on frequent patrols around the neighborhood, she was given to horrific nightmares that centered around the murder of her father and the several vain attempts she made to save his life despite him already being dead for hours before she even showed up to the apartment in real time.
Savannah often awoke in cold sweats that resulted in her getting very little sleep which made her quite a moody teen in the days following the events. Over and over again she tried to make sense of her Father's untimely death and each time she came to the conclusion that he'd only died because Ron, whom she found to be given to adhering to his base nature more often than not, didn't reach the apartment complex in time to stop the blood sucking bitch when he had a chance.
The heart broken girl seemed to be dead set on holding Ron personally responsible for the death of her father and he allowed it. He'd been use to being hated and scorned his entire existence, what was another person telling him she hated him in the grand scheme of things. If it got her to sleep at night blaming him, he was willing to endure it. Although, he wasn't sure why he even cared whether she slept at night or otherwise. It wasn't like him to bother with things like that especially when it came to mortals.
Ron wasn't in the least pleased about having to shoulder the burden of dealing with blood suckers and the girl on a constant basis as he was living his own life before being forced into a guardian position over a known Werewolf killer's child. He'd already been the disgrace of the Altomare clan and now he was babysitting a future clan huntress. The new assignment of course only solidified why he had hated anything to do with The Moonlight Counsel in the first place, he was of the mind that they were a bunch of old, out of touch, wealth driven werewolf, bastards that never even left their precious estates because they were both too cowardly and ignorant of the way things in the new world worked.
He recalled all too well being judged by them due to something that had not even been his fault all the while they attempted to sanction his murder due to being offended that he was even made a werewolf in the first place. Ron had not asked to be inflicted with not only a shape shifting curse, nor the immortality that would forever prolong it just like he didn't ask to be the one to deal with a moody teenage girl that blamed him for everything that went wrong in her life.
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Open Road, Southport, New Jersey.....
High winds were blowing as Ron's black two door sports car raced down the highway with him in the driver seat and a silent Savannah in the passenger seat. It was the first time she'd been in his car since the funeral and had not bothered to care that she'd been sitting in a luxury car in the least. Ron rolled his eyes noting her stubbornness and continued his drive with the radio blasting classic eighties tunes as they finally happened upon the school. Savannah did her best not to appear upset as Ron pulled them up front and parked the car, still blasting his old tunes where all the other students could hear them.
Every morning he took her to school it was the same routine and every morning Savannah was mortified about the dated music and the constant stares in her direction as the other students made comments about her "rich good looking uncle" that oddly made her want to punch them in the face. It didn't help that he called her "Love" on occasion. An inverted slip of the tongue on his part, but she was all too familiar with it as it was what her father used to call her whenever he forgot about hiding his apparent English accent.
Savannah got out of the car and made her way toward the school, she wasn't in the mood to stick around for the girls to ogle Ron and make snide comments about wishing he was their boyfriend. Ron wasn't oblivious to the attention but he cared nothing for idiotic underage girls, it was a waste of his time in a sense and they were all clueless mortals so he ignored them and took off once he saw that Savannah had actually passed through the main corridor of the school.
Finally freed, Ron picked up speed allowing the wind to go through his hair. It was quite the chore seeing to the girl and her given attitude didn't make being her appointed guardian any better. He was glad for when school came around and he could once more attend to his own life and dealings without having to put it mostly on hold for the sake of seeing to the welfare of a mortal child.
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The Master Bedroom, Apartment 73, The Regal Way Towers, Southport, New Jersey.....
Once Ron made it back to his place, he started stripping off his clothes tossing them into a nearby chair and casually flopped into his large bed aiming to take a nap while the coast had been clear. He had only closed his eyes for a few moments when the door bell rang and he found himself seeing to whom had been on the other end. He was thankfully off from work that day and he wasn't expecting any visitors, dreading the possibility of his father returning with more bad news or instructions he opened the door to find himself pleasantly surprised by an in house visit from a very beautiful and visibly flustered Talia Summers.
She glared at him as he stood naked before her and leaning on the open door. He noticed her lick her lips when her eyes moved over his body until they finally came to a stop when she took notice of his already aroused cock reaching out for her as she bit her bottom lip and pushed her way inside the apartment.
"This isn't because I want you back or anything..." she said making it clear that this was strictly a casual sex thing between them. "It's because I aim to use this...to my advantage."
Ron groaned when she touched his already pulsing appendage and closed the door behind them. He took a moment to lock it before scooping Talia up into his arms and carrying her back toward his bedroom as she clung to him and kissed him with just as much passion as her brazen anger amplified.
Talia's back hit the mattress when Ron quickly tossed her onto the bed opening the large black coat she wore to find that she'd been dressed only in white silk lingerie and already hot for him since she arrived at his apartment. He was quite glad that Savannah had already been off to school as this would have been an awkward moment for any teenage girl to deal with. Talia gripped Ron via the face and pulled him into yet another heated kiss as he parted her slender thighs in a bid to maneuver himself between them.
The intense moans from his former girlfriend turned lover only seemed to intensify Ron's aroused state as he quickly lined his pulsing appendage with the warmth it had been so familiar with. Talia clung to him as he slid inside her causing both of them to moan out loud at the intense sensation that filled them.
Ron's hips began pumping and Talia spread her thighs as wide as she could manage losing herself in the feel of her on again off again lover as he began to take command of her body in ways no other whom she cared to give herself to had before or after him. She supposed it was part of the reason she was so addicted to always needing him in this manner, he'd been her first and for a while the only man she ever had, but his impulsiveness and brutish manner made for an unstable relationship.
Talia moaned aloud again her fingernails began digging into the exposed flesh of Ron's back as he continued his thrusting losing himself in the familiar warmth that clung to him. His tense muscles rippled and his body flexed as she took him feeling every inch of him inside her as they lost track of time and the world around them faded into the harsh sounds of their rapid breaths, the bedsprings creaking, and the constant rhythm of the headboard beating against the nearby wall.
Ron had very much enjoyed having his way with Talia Summers, there was always a wild passion hidden deep beneath her superior air of elegance that only ever came to the surface whenever he'd been inside her. He would watch her unleash her rage upon any and everyone whom had been fool enough to cross her as she demanded what she felt she was owed out of life but when the clothes came off and he was deep inside her she was relegated to begging for what she wanted instead.
He supposed it was part of the reason she despised him so much, He knew the real her beneath the bravado and the savvy use of feminine wiles. He was a werewolf after all and given to reading what was supposed to be hidden behind the eyes and lying faces of mortals. Of course she had not been privy to the fact that the reason she was so attracted to him was the pheromones that his body gave off and the massive thickness of his cock when it invaded her brought on by his ability to amplify it due to his were genes.
No other mortal man could compare to him because he wasn't a mortal man to begin with.
Talia's moans became more frequent as she found herself given to the heat that filled her in the wake of Ron's increasingly powerful thrusts. Ron smirked as she clung to him his cock drilling her depths firmly as she was jolted across his mattress. She bit her bottom lip in reaction to the increased sensation loving every moment of it as he filled her again and again. Only he could provide the much needed relief for the itch that needed scratching deep inside her and she relished every second of the sweet note of pleasure that shot though her body because of it.
Ron kissed and licked at her sweat slick flesh causing her to moan again and again as he thrust inside her continuously his hips moving wildly and at a speed she didn't seem to notice as she was too busy reeling from the effects of it.
She called him "Ronnie" in a breathless whisper which was always a clear indication that she'd been enjoying herself. Ron thrust forward a few more times before suddenly withdrawing causing Talia to moan and whimper at the loss of his body and the fullness it provided.
Sweat slick and feeling his more primal sense of instinct take over, Ron managed to get her completely naked pinching and pulling at the swollen nipples of her now freely dangling breasts as he flipped her over onto her stomach and pulled her onto her knees as he mounted her from behind causing her to moan louder at the depth he'd reached and the renewed contact she craved so much.
She gasped in shock as she didn't think it was possible for him to feel any larger inside her but he seemed to be knocking on the inner workings of her very cervix from this angle. Ron smirked as it had nothing to do with the angle per say. He simply stopped holding back allowing his genes to do what they did best when it came to giving into the desires of his hidden wolfish nature.
Talia could hardly keep herself upright feeling him delve so deeply and nearly fell over onto the remaining pillows that their previous efforts had not thrown off the bed. Ron's eyes shifted from their natural hazel coloration into the yellow hue that signified his heightened state of arousal as he plunged into the moaning woman again and again causing her to shake and her dangling breasts to clash into each other in the wake of the sudden jerky movements.
Ron growled against the flesh of her neck as he pulled her hair back wrapping it around his thick fingers and pulling as he continued to fill her with his enormous appendage again and again. Talia couldn't help herself, Ron was always so good and it seemed he felt even better inside her as she clawed at the bedding below her as more sensation filled her jolting body and her lover began to truly take charge.
The dormant beast that resided inside Ron was beginning to surface his growls were more feral in nature as he nibbled at the flesh of Talia's neck causing a definite mark to appear as he continued thrusting inside her warmth relishing the tightness that clenched his cock and the relative pulsing that resulted from it.
He could feel her body responding to him as if it were trained and knew all too well that if he had wanted to impregnate her in this moment, she would beg him to allow it. Ron growled against her flesh once more hitting the spot inside her that few could reach. Talia's toes began to curl and she arched her back like a wanton whore giving Ron the impression of a cat in heat desperate to be impregnated as she pushed back into his thrusts needing more as his pace further increased.
Spurt after spurt of her release bathed his already slick cock as she found herself gasping and losing her strength when her body got weak in the wake of it. He continued to hold her up via his gripping of her hair and pounded her insides just as she desired causing the squelching sound that came from their act to fill the bedroom as she soaked his sheets just as the inevitable pulsing that signaled his end approached.
Ron grunted as his hips pumped forward in desperation as he felt the burst and Talia moaned out loud as another came right after and then repeated bursts as the warmth spread across her womb and made her cry out as the pulsing continued and the warmth filled her even more. Talia clawed at the bed still arching her back and taking in the sensation of his release as it feel her to the brim. She panted like a wild animal as sweat made her body and his glisten in the fading sunlight that filled his bedroom.
Once the pulsing had concluded, Ron withdrew and collapsed beside Talia onto his bed slick and out of breath. She rested on her belly still reeling from the sensation and the heat that filled her. Ron stared up at the ceiling after landing on his back and attempted to catch his breath as his sweat slick hair clung to his face and ears.
"Fuck..." he said out loud to no one in particular.
Talia had not said a word as she glared rather murderously at him before willing herself to get out of his bed and out of his house before he managed to take her all over again. Ron watched her force herself out of his bed as she began searching for her lingerie and coat that she came over in. He smirked as she refused to look at him knowing he'd been smug about what just happened.
She left without a word or a glance in his direction leaving Ron to fall asleep following the events that transpired between them. Savannah was at school and perfectly safe in the light of day and she would have called had there been trouble.
Seeing as he had little to do as of late, Ron was quite content in his much needed slumber.