20. I am What?!

Now part 2 of the story is on Liam's POV. Just wanted to give you a heads up. Here is Liam too 🔝. Enjoy!

What the bloody hell is this freaking shit?! I am a man, grown up with morals to not have sex with any female until we are married.

I mean - honestly - I've broken that rule a long time ago. But still, I tried being laid back and focusing on my family's ( dead now ) legacy. To kill off all the werewolves.

Now tell me! Why the hell do I have Gabby's long legs wrapped around my waist, naked as I'm beside her. Why am I looking in her eyes and us two are moaning each other's names? Tell me!! What the hell!?

"Liamnn..." She moaned as I grinded into - I'm guessing - her spot. She clutched my neck, wrapping her arms around it. But what I didn't expect was for my head to be yanked into her chest with suck brute strength. It wasn't bad, I was just surprised.

"Sorry. Wolf strength." Once she informed this I nodded, placing feather kisses along her jaw.

"Don't apologize. I should be the one apologizing."

"For what?"

"For doing this." I pull out of her as I raise her legs high. They go so far that they go behind her head. She frowns in interest. Then, I rest my hands on the back of her knees so that she won't budge.

After that, I shove inside her, causing her to cry out as I become rough. I watch as her beauty beholds me.

The way her body curves, how her chocolate skin glows, the wolf glimmer of a flash of yellow. The way her hair sticks to her skin she sweats.

Before I can control myself, I feel myself release inside her. I am able to pull out half way as I cup it in my hands. I look, seeing my semen ooze out her.

The sight was something to treasure, but I was to focused on the cum in my hands. And I might've just made a girl pregnant. Wait...

"Don't worry." She sits up, acting like nothing happened." I am not pregnant. There it's unlikely I would get pregnant. Here, I'll give you a scenario.

"If it's werewolf on werewolf; then she or he will get pregnant no matter what. Human female with male werewolf; automatically pregnant. Male werewolves have amazingly strong semen. If human male and female werewolf; it's very unlikely. A 5% chance I'd become pregnant with offspring. You just learned something today."

She jumped off her bed, walking perfectly fine. Any human girl I've fickle would've been collapsing in the floor like broken doll.

But she walked perfectly fine as she went to the bathroom. I stood, still trying to not drop any of my cumin the floor. I dumped it in sink, watching it as it went down the drain.

When I turned around she was there, cocking her cute head. Great, I'm hard.

"How are you standing? Any other girl would've been crying that they couldn't walk." I folded my arms, and she shrugged.

"I'm not other girls. I'm surprised you still have yet to figure that out. I can slice your neck with my finger very easily. If I wanted." She pointed her finger, a large claw growing from her human nail.

"And why would you do that?"

"I wouldn't. Just saying." Her nail immediately went back to normal, and she smirked." So...what now?"

"Um...I don't know. What do you think we should do or you should do or I should do? I don't know...isn't night anymore..."

"You can ride on me." When she said that I coughed, uncomfortable.

"Wait what-."

"Oh! You're human, forgot. I can turn into a wolf and we can ride places-."

"Wait we barely know each other. All we did was talk a little then have sex. Also," I rub the back of neck, afraid to say this,"you're a werewolf. Nothing comes good out of us two being together."

"So...I don't care if you're human-."

"But I care if you're a werewolf. I'm not trying to contract some sick disease being with you." My heart unusually twisted as her eyes became saddened.

"But...but I thought...I had a feeling that we were meant for one another. When I bumped into you...my vision became blurry and my heart started going out of control-."

"Probably because you bumped into a random person. Maybe it's called fear." I walked around her as I threw in some my black pants and my stretched out white shirt.

"Liam..." I slipped on my Vans, running my hands through my hair. I tug on the ends, trying not to turn around and say I'm lying. All I wanna do is kiss her...

"Liam-."

"Leave me alone. I regret even coming in here. I've probably contracted something, thanks." I left, hearing her sniff like she was trying not to cry.

I can't...don turn around. Do not fucking turn around Liam!

I walked on, bumping into some people that were probably werewolves. I'm the only human living here. As I get to the elevator, I wonder, why am I here? I meant to go to my room.

But as I get in the elevator I feel tears at the edges of my eyes. The fuck...?

I blink them away, leaving the condo area as I walk along the streets. Some people glance at me, either my looks or because they know I'ma Couteau.

I don't care. But a man offers me a cigarette and I take it, just walking with it in my hands. When I see an abandoned building, I go in. Once I'm inside I go up the rusty stairs as they curve.

I don't know what I'm doing, usually I would be focusing on killing off the werewolf/human species. Now I'm at loss...I have sex with Gabby and then feel like a chunk was ripped out my heart. Oddly enough.

When I'm at the second floor I see a couch in the corner of the loft. Has a wire sheet spread over it, like it was hiding something under. I walked to it, sitting in the corner of the couch.

There was an old window seal that sat near it. I looked out it, grabbing the cigarette as I put it between my lips. I don't smoke, I'm just resting it there. Besides, don't have a lighter.

As I lay there, I unzip my pants, wanting to feel relaxed. I pull my shirt up my stomach half way, exposing my abs. Yep.

I look in the distance, listening to the bustle of like cars outside. I can hear some people talk as they walk with friends. I look out the window, sadly, laying my eyes on a damn couple.

Holding hands, looking into each other's stupid eyes, smiling their yellow teeth... I'm so mean when it comes to couples. Because I can never find a perfect girl.

Especially since I'm a Couteau.

I'm a jerk. I'm usually a gentleman with the ladies, just the way I've been taught. I have never treated or acted so rudely to a female before. It's like my emotions spiral when I'm near her and I forget how to act. I barely know the girl.

"Liam!!" I hear my name echo throughout the building. I am surprised, how the hell did she find me?" No point in hiding I can smell you from down here!" I hear running up the stairs.

I don't try hiding. Where the hell am I supposed to hide? Against the wall and pretend to be a wall? To hide under the couch and lay flat?

When I see her she still looks beautiful. In skinny jeans, bomber jacket, and Nikes. Her hair is up in a ponytail and she looks so nice...so nice that I couldn't comprehend her rushing at me as her hand made contact with my cheek.

My body slammed back into the couch with such force, all from a slap. This is also the first time a girl has hit me. I won't count guys, I've been hit by guys plenty.

"What the bloody hell was that for?!" I cry, rubbing my sore cheek. She shrugged, glancing at my position.

"You deserved that after you tried making me hate you," I was silent as she sat next to me on this old couch,"it was good acting I'll give you that. I almost felt for it. But, I could hear your heart beat, it was wild and seemed strained. You were lying to me." She smiled, and I found myself blushing.

Blushing! Liam never blushes...! Not anymore.

"Sureeee, I was lying. You just want to hear me-."

"Your heart is slowly beating faster. You're lying to me right now."

I yanked the cigarette out my mouth, throwing it at a dead - I'm hoping - rat. I stood, shaking my head in annoyance.

"You know nothing. And, stop listening to my heart!"

"I'm listening to it because you're lying to me. Be honest with me." She stood, eyes flashing from yellow and brown over and over. I found myself in her little trance, her eyes capturing me.

She stepped closer as her hands rubbed my upper arms. My body wasn't moving on it's own, like it was being controlled.

"Now, be honest with me, how do you feel?" When she asked me this her voice echoed in my head. Immediately, it was like my lips had a mind of its on.

"I don't want to leave you. I'm just afraid of what we could be, would there be prejudice? Will people discriminate? Will people judge us since your werewolf and I'm a werewolf killer? I don't want to drag you down into something that I don't even know of yet..." I was finally out of her trance as I yanked away from her.

She grinned kindly, and I sneered, how did she do that? All of what I just said is what I would've said to her if I wasn't a-

"You're a coward." I heard her say, my head whopping towards hers.

"I am what?"

"A. Coward." Gabby turned away, started to pull off her shoes, then pants.

"What are...are you doing?" I asked, seeing her legs and irresistible thigh gap got me pretty good.

"Your sexual pheromones are at a high, why not, make them grow larger?"

Well, it was working. I had an erection and it hurt, if my pants were zipped up it'd be worse.

"If you...if you insist." I rushed at her, causing both of us to fall on the couch. My lips found a way to her sweet ones, and I kissed them in a hurried manner.

Never in my life have I wanted somebody so badly. The feelings must be mutual if she found me here. This building is at least five blocks away from the condos.

"Are you doing this because you want to or to make me happy? Don't force yourself-."

She grabbed my throat as I was flipped onto my back. She was on top, removing her shirt.

"Who said anything about me forcing myself? If anyone is doing the forcing, it's you." I raise my eyebrows, gripping her hips.

"What the hell do you-."

Her body started grinding on my erection, making me gasp. It felt good, but there was an excruciating pain. She smirked, making me force a smile that was impossible to keep in check.

This is pleasure and pain mixed all in one. I'm watching this beautiful chocolate goddess grind herself on my erection. While my damn erection hurts and tightens with excitement.

"See? Who's forcing themselves right now?"

I grind my teeth, forcing myself to not fuck her in this nastyass loft right now.

If you haven't noticed, version 2 won! Hope you enjoy the side of Liam and who he is as a person. A guy who is misunderstood, only known for his last name. Not for who he is.

Enjoy Liam and Gabbys story. Tell me what you think, I luv hearing it and responding to it.

Luv ya!