**Author's Note: I apologize that this is so late. I've had writer's block concerning this final chapter for a month but after this no more chapters. I hope the ending is satisfying enough.
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Cash stepped out of the shower, a humid fog filling the bathroom. He tied a dark towel around his waist then wiped the fog from the mirror. He sensed her before he saw her. Something in his blood quickened with the scent of her, that fair aura of sensuality that always surrounded her was like a harsh summer sun.
Desire raced through Cash's veins at the sight of her in his mirror. Serafina was wearing a flimsy camisole that barely covered the curve of her hips. Her black hair cascaded down her shoulder, her pillow soft lips slightly curved in a knowing smile. Cash wiped away the water dripping from his hair as she prowled towards him. The sway of her hips was hypnotic and he pulsed with anticipation.
Serafina traced her fingers down her pet's spine. With her single touch she set fire to him, arousing every sense, every dangerous thought. Cash felt the crush of her breasts against his hard muscular body. She entrapped him in her embrace, her body molding against his, raking her nails across his wet skin as she highlighted every muscle she adored.
He felt the ghost of her lips on his shoulder as her hands traversed over the mountain range of his abdomen. By some madness he stopped her from reaching her destination.
"It's dangerous to tempt me so close to the full moon," Cash warned with a growl deep within his chest.
"We go through this every time," Serafina sighed. "Besides it's only half full."
He could hear the sensuous passion in her voice. Her hair and skin dampened in the steam giving her an unearthly glow. Her dark eyes were aflame with her wanton lust as he turned and faced her looking into his steely blue eyes that began to cloud into a sexual haze as they beheld her. He saw her nipples puckering through the silk camisole, her round breasts heaving as she licked her lips.
Serafina bypassed the towel to find his manhood already coursing with blood. Cash's eyes clamped shut, his mouth open as a tiny sigh was released. He grew even harder in her hand, their mouths tantalizingly close. Serafina's pink tongue darted out between her soft lips, licking her palm and fingers to help with lubrication.
She made a fist around his shaft and began to move it back and forth. Their foreheads pressed against each other as with each stroke Serafina awakened the sleeping beast within her werewolf pet.
Cash made hungry sounds in the back of his throat. He didn't make to touch her still fighting the temptation, white knuckling it until the heat uncurled in his abdomen. His thighs tightened at the softness of his mistress's hands. The scent of her was intoxicating, clouding his senses until the beast finally took over.
His hands traced the contours of her body then crushed her against him, the heat of his palms branding her olive skin, demanding more from her. Their lips met in a searing, all-possessive kiss, biting and sucking as Cash's hands explored her body in a hungry hello. Serafina still held a firm grip on Cash's maleness, she felt it throb like a pulse as she pumped her hand faster.
Cash's tongue invaded her mouth, wrestling with hers as Serafina moaned blissfully into his mouth. He felt her nipples graze against his chest like hardened pebbles. With a voracious growl Cash pulled down the front of her camisole to reveal her sweet round mounds. He nuzzled her golden peaks, savagely licking and sucking at the brown tips.
The flame of desire kindled between Serafina's thighs as her womb tightened with need. A powerful force passed between them, a wild, sexual heat that blotted out all reason. The towel dropped to the floor as Cash practically tore off Serafina's camisole. They entwined their naked bodies in wild lust, because theirs was a savage lust, an animal mingling.
Serafina let go of Cash's manhood only to feel it pressing against her trembling belly. Serafina climbed her Herculean wolf then descended onto his throbbing turgid staff. She was wet and ready, begging for it. Cash groaned as he slid easily into Serafina, becoming wrapped in her velvet heat, trapped with no desire for escape.
Their mouths mated, teeth and tongues savage with desire. The heat of their bodies branded each other. Cash pressed Serafina against the wall, thrusting hard and fast overcome with urgent need. Serafina's breathing labored. Cash breathed heavily into her ear whispering, "Mine. Mine. Mine!"
Her entire body vibrated in response. A violent wave of white heat crashed over her as she felt Cash's pulsating cock gush deep within her. Their bodies tensed then spasmed with the hot sensation of their shared release.
"Fuck...," Serafina gasped, digging her nails into Cash's hard wet flesh as the sensations lingered then ebbed away. "I needed that."
"Show tonight?" Cash asked as he gently let Serafina down. He kept his hands on her hips as he felt her waver, her knees felt like water.
"Talk show today," Serafina raked her fingers through her hair, feeling it damp with steam and her own perspiration. "My producer gets stressed then I get annoyed... then stressed."
Serafina traced a finger down Cash's chiseled chest, seeing his cock still erect and reaching towards her. He seemed to tower over her and she felt small all of a sudden. The feeling unsettled her. Regaining control she straightened herself then walked out brazenly naked.
"I'll be back later for another stress reliever," Serafina called over her shoulder.
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Cash punched a sand bag with such force an indentation was beginning to form that threatened to become a hole. Images of Serafina in her tight yoga pants were making him stiff with arousal. He punched the bag so hard it swung back far.
He forgot he left his TV on when he suddenly heard Serafina's smoky yet musical voice. She was sitting across the TV host, Valentine, smiling in her professional way. It wasn't as authentic to Cash as her other smiles. But no one else seemed to notice. Serafina's beauty and attractiveness caught people off guard until they heard her speak then they were truly lost.
"What do you say about the rumors?" Valentine casually leaned in as if they were old girlfriends.
"Which ones, Val?" Serafina responded with the same professional sincerity. But behind Valentine's cheery, sunny manner was an ambitious shark of a reporter. Had she been less attractive she could have been a serious journalist.
"The ones about you having an affair with your werewolf pet," Valentine hit the mark, her sweet smile made Serafina want to rip it off her face. "Calvin was it?"
"Cash. And no," Serafina's body tensed but she retained her elegant composure. "People like to gossip no matter who its about."
"Don't I know it," Valentine chuckled. "But you dismissed one of your back up dancers rather abruptly this previous summer."
"Is that so unheard of?"
"She was with you for 3 years then all of sudden without any warning or explanation she was let go."
"Andrea quit there's a difference. She decided it was time for a change."
Valentine's smile stretched a little as she surveyed her guest. Serafina didn't flinch. Cash was impressed with Serafina's reserve yet he bristled with worry. Someone was on the trail and this would surely lead towards disaster.
