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Erotic fiction writer. Attempted to write deep and meaningful fiction, but eventually gave up and decided to write erotica. Beatrix's stories are on Amazon Unlimited.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Riley could barely believe the scene before her.
Two students were going at it in the middle of the school lawn.
They were mostly clothed, but the woman was on her hands and knees as a burly guy pounded into her from behind.
The pace was brutal, but the woman didn’t care, letting out loud screams like no one was watching.
“Yes Brodie! Yes!” she cried out in ecstasy. “Put your big strong wolf babies inside me!”
It was like watching a car crash.
Riley quickly looked away with horror, but the slapping of his dick echoed throughout the courtyard.
What shocked her most was that no one seemed to care.
Everyone was merrily going about their day as though two people weren’t bumping uglies in public.
A group of students were casually hanging out nearby, two girls were playing badminton, and a teacher was herding young people into the red brick school building.
Riley looked to her friend Wanda for help, but the tall woman was still happily pointing to various buildings as though the shameless exhibitionists didn’t exist.
“And over there are the dorms,” said Wanda. “And then the cafeteria is over there.”
“Doesn’t it bother you?” Riley hissed, nervously threading her fingers through her long black hair.
"Well.. they are far apart," said Wanda.
"Not the buildings," Riley snapped back. "Them.” She subtly tilted her head in the direction of the couple.
Wanda stared at Riley blankly for a moment.
“Oh, them.” Wanda laughed when she finally caught on. "You know what new couples are like.”
No! Riley wanted to scream. Nobody ever screwed each other in front of the teachers at her old school.
"I forget that people aren’t like that on the outside,” Wanda said. “Here it's perfectly fine. So you don’t need to worry about it."
Riley's dark eyes almost bulged out of their sockets. She knew that werewolves were a bit eccentric, but this was far beyond her expectations.
A month earlier, Riley would have laughed if anyone told her that werewolves were real.
She was traveling the country in her van, picking up farm work here and there, but then she went out for a leak and got attacked by a werewolf.
Her last human memory was bleeding out on the grass as her body slowly transformed.
The next few months were a blur as her new wolf body pranced around the mountains, slowly forgetting that she’d ever been human.
Riley probably would have spent the rest of her life hunting down rabbits and peeing on trees, if Wanda and Wanda's father hadn’t found her.
They managed to snap Riley out of her trance and help her change back into a human, but it was still touch and go.
Riley found it difficult to control the wild animal that had firmly lodged itself into her brain.
She hoped that the academy could help her live a semi-normal life, but now she wasn’t sure.
Wanda continued merrily talking about the school like Riley wasn’t having an internal panic attack.
Wanda’s dark braids swayed behind her with each step, and her gold gel nails glittered in the sun.
Unlike Riley, Wanda had been a werewolf since birth, so she could control her inner animal with ease. She made everything look easy.
Riley doubted that she would ever be a half decent werewolf. All she wanted was to control it enough to re-enter human society without biting someone's head off.
Riley followed Wanda through the courtyard into the school building.
The red brick exterior and yellowing wallpaper reminded Riley of the Christian camps that her mother used to offload her to.
The school was large enough to accommodate a few hundred students. Most of them were college age.
Other than a bunch of wolves dashing down the hall, it didn’t appear too different from a regular school.
Riley and Wanda stopped halfway through a quiet corridor, far removed from the other classrooms.
A piece of paper with the words new wolves was taped to a battered wooden door.
“This is you,” said Wanda. “I’ll catch you at lunch.”
“Are you sure that I can’t go with you?” Riley nervously tugged on her shirt sleeve. “I know that your classes are for real werewolves, but perhaps they won’t notice me there.”
“Don’t worry.” Wanda smiled. “You’ll be fine. I promise that these guys won’t bite……much.”
Riley’s jaw dropped open.
Wanda let out a laugh. “I was just joking, okay. How come you always take everything so seriously?”
“Please don’t joke with me,” Riley moaned. “I can never tell when you’re serious or just making shit up.”
“You’ll be fine.” Wanda took hold of Riley’s shoulders and gave her a gentle shove into the classroom. “Go get them, Tiger.”
It wasn’t as bad as Riley expected. There were about a dozen students, all looking as equally confused and disoriented as her.
There was one guy furiously scratching himself, a girl curled up in the corner, and another girl covered in golden fur like she was half-way through a transformation.
Riley took a seat next to a guy wearing a baseball hat and hoodie. There were headphones shoved into his ears, and he kept flinching like a nervous tic. He nodded his head as a silent greeting.
I can deal with this, Riley thought.
The moment that thought entered her head, the sound of lips smacking echoed throughout the room.
Riley turned to see a couple furiously making out at the desk behind hers. The girl was practically in the guy’s lap as she tried to eat his face.
Riley crossed her arms and looked to the front of the room, trying to block out the noise.
Were all werewolves shit at controlling themselves?
Riley felt relieved when a scruffy blonde teacher entered the room.
His lower face was concealed by a bushy beard, and he was carrying a large mug of coffee.
He wrote Mr. Bites on the board in large letters, then turned to face them.
“Good morning class,” he said brightly.
No one returned his greeting.
The girl in the corner began muttering to herself, and the couple behind Riley continued making out.
“I’m sure that this is a new and confusing time for you all,” said Mr. Bites. “As young adults who grew up on the outside, your brains haven’t fully developed to accommodate your new animal instincts. You risk losing control and becoming nothing more than mindless wolves.”
Riley tried to focus on his words, but it was impossible to concentrate.
The couple were still violently making out, except the girl straddled her partner’s lap, grinding herself against his groin while making exaggerated moans.
“Yeah, baby,” the guy huffed. “Can’t wait to shove my big cock inside you.”
Riley wanted to smash her head against the desk. She couldn’t believe that the teacher wasn’t doing anything.
Was he blind and deaf? How could he concentrate with them being so loud?
Riley was contemplating raising her hand, when the teacher finally said something.
Mr. Bites tossed an eraser in the couple’s direction, hitting the guy on the forehead.
“Davis,” he scolded. “What have you been told about breeding in class?”
Finally! Riley thought. There’s no way that even werewolves could get away with that sort of shit.
“Keep it down,” huffed the guy.
“Exactly,” said Mr. Bites without batting an eyelid. “And keep your eyes to the front. You wouldn’t want to miss anything important.”
“Yeah, I got you.” Davis repositioned his partner so that she was sitting in his lap, soft arse rubbing against his hard cock. “I’ll make sure to keep it nice and quiet.”
What the fuck! Riley wanted to scream at them.
What sort of messed up world had she just arrived in?
Riley groaned and tried to keep her eyes to the front, but it was impossible to block them out.
The girl bent over the desk as Davis pulled up her skirt, exposing her naked arse. He rubbed his groin against the soft skin before pulling down his track pants to expose his rock hard cock.
Without an ounce of hesitation, he slipped his erection straight inside her dripping pussy, letting out a moan.
His girlfriend hissed as it buried deep inside her.
Davis huffed as he slowly slid is cock in and out, trying his best to remain quiet.
“And make sure that you come fully inside her this time,” said Mr. Bites. “You don’t want to be cleaning the floor again. Do you, Davis?”
“No, Sir,” Davis huffed. “Gonna fill her up. Gonna fill her up good.”
This was not what Riley signed up for.
Not once during all of Wanda’s lectures about werewolf life, did she mention that students would be fucking in class.
Riley wanted to walk out, but they were half way up a mountain and miles from the closest town. Even if she convinced someone to drive her back to civilization, she was still broke and homeless. All her things had been impounded and her family still thought she was dead.
She had nowhere else left to go.
Riley shoved her fingers in her ears and tried her best to read the teacher’s lips.
She was trapped in this nuthouse.