Never-the-less, I got myself ready and embarked on my night. Nothing was going to stop me from having fun.I got there around 10pm, with a twenty dolla...r bill for the door fee, my license and credit card. There were no pockets, so I couldn't bring my wallet. I ended up tucking the card and license inside the head piece, since that was the only place I could put them. The bounce checked my I.D. and gave a once over, and with a shake of his head, told me “you're good.”I could swear that I felt eyes. Her eyes seemed to get even brighter as she snarled loudly and bared her teeth at her fallen foe.Even though Aric was no where to be seen, and she saw him die, she still realized deep in the recesses of her mind that only he was her one and only mate, she had picked him and she would tolerate no others trying to take his place.Only he would ever be the one permitted to mate with her.The werewolf was now weakly struggling as he kicked at her, and the Alpha was sure that he could feel his death. He grabbed around her legs and pulled her into his face. He took a few opening swipes with his tongue and then indicated to all to “feel his pace”. His licks were methodical, rhythmic, exhilarating. The women stared with jealousy. The men were bursting through their pants. His pace was perfect. He might change direction or go fully up and down or focus on her clit, but the rhythm was unyielding. Steph lowered herself down so that her entire body could feel the chill of the piano. That. He simply said, “Welcome.” Then, in a near blink of an eye, he stood did his fly, and walked away down the aisle. I wanted to call after him, with my drenched pussy stretched apart as I was lying on my back on the library floor, my breasts soaking with cum. I knew that I had changed. Something inside me that was dark, and maybe dangerous had taken hold. I wanted him, or someone to fuck me more. Was this what it meant to me a nymphomaniac? What was this? I considered this for a moment, and then.