Feast On You (Werewolf, Erotic, BBW, Romance) (The Turning) by Kinsey Jamison Read Free Book Online Page B

the other direction. 
    I wasn’t quite done with my meal, but the forest was full of deer and lunch wasn’t far away.

    Standing next to each other, we peered through the bushes at the most perfect human being I had ever seen.  She was sitting on a bench on the wooden dock, raising her digital camera to her eye now and then, snapping pictures and gazing out at the water.  Even from a good distance away, my keen vision allowed me to see just about every detail of her figure.  I could see her bulging thighs resting against the seat of the wood bench, her upper arms pressing against her long-sleeved button up brown shirt, and her cheeks filled with crimson.  She was curvy and gorgeous, and had those thick-rimmed glasses that every guy goes for.  I’d never been so happy with my decision.
    We transitioned ourselves out of prowl form which left me wearing torn slightly-dirty jeans, a Minnesota Twins baseball t-shirt that hugged my muscled chest, and a pair of hiking boots.  I looked my age, 23. My hair was shaggier than I would have liked, but we can say that I just looked ‘rustic’.
    “Let me initiate, I got this,” I said quickly before Finn could argue.
    “Alright dude, I’ll head back to the cave. Don’t take a million hours.”
    I hopped and skipped down the hill and made my way over to the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen.  She was still shooting photographs with seemingly expert skill, turning knobs and pushing buttons without even stopping to glance at the preview.  I stood behind her and paused for a brief moment, worried about messing up this whole thing and ruining any sort of chances with her.  I cleared my throat, which made her jump and turn around.
    “Oh, hello there.  I didn’t know anyone else was out here.  This has been my serene solo spot for a few days now.”  She raised her eyes and met mine.  I never wanted to look away.  My heart dropped.
    “Sorry to startle you,” I responded.  “I have been out here hiking for about a week with my buddy Finn and I was pretty eager to say hello to someone that wasn’t his dumb ass.  My name’s Connor, and I’m from Minneapolis.”
    “Hey, I’m Mindy.  I’m actually from Chicago but I’m here on a journalism assignment for the Sun.  The paper, I mean. I’d definitely appreciate some company too; it’s just been me and the loons today.  I’m going kind of crazy.”
    Mindy. What a special name for a special woman.  Now that she was facing me, I could see the sweat beading on her forehead and dripping down her neck.  Her voluptuous chest was massive and perfect.  She conveniently missed the top few buttons and I could see her bosom beneath a white tank top under her long sleeved button up.  I thought about dying right there and going to heaven alongside her.
    “Well, it’s certainly nice to meet you.  I bet this scenery makes for incredible photos.”
    Mindy looked down at her lap and blushed, making her chubby cheeks even rosier than before.  It was obvious that she was self-conscious about her work.  I found her low self-esteem to be incredibly sexy. This was a woman who would submit to me, let me be her master. 
    “Don’t worry, you don’t have to show me any,” I teased her.  “Not that I have a lick of skill behind a camera anyway. How long are you here for?”
    She looked back up and locked her eyes on mine and I saw a sparkle within her beautiful hazel irises. She replied, “Only until tomorrow. Then I’m heading off to the wonderful wilds of South Dakota to snap some shots of buffalo.” 
    Mindy rolled her eyes and stood up.  I had a good eight inches of height on her, so she couldn’t have been more than 5’3”.  Perfect height for submitting to me.  She’d be even sexier while kneeling in front of me.  There was already some intense attraction between us, I could feel it, and I would certainly abuse it and use it to my advantage. 
    “I have to be honest, you’re one of the most gorgeous