ROMANCE: PARANORMAL ROMANCE: Coveted by the Werewolves (Paranormal MMF Bisexual Menage Romance) (New Adult Shifter Romance Short Stories) (178 page)

3

Tanya finished her paperwork, this bit of her job sucks, but legally, stuff wouldn’t hold in court if she didn’t do it right. Once she’d completed it all, she was exhausted. In the locker room she quickly changed and readied herself for the walk home. She didn’t live far from headquarters, so looked forward to getting home.

              Stepping outside, the cool evening air hit her and awakened her senses. Now she felt like relaxing and decided to go into a local bar and socialize with some of her colleagues, if anyone was around. She entered the bar, it was quite busy for this time of night. A quick scan of the patrons and she couldn’t see any one she knew, but now she was here, she might as well have a nightcap. Pushing her way through to the bar, she ordered a drink. Tanya didn’t mind drinking alone, she’d done it often enough, sitting at the bar slowly sipping a Margarita to help her unwind.

              “That was quite a performance today,” a male voice said to her, from behind where she sat.

              She swiveled her chair around, expecting someone from the force, only to be confronted with Jason, the biker guy she’d interviewed earlier today.

              “You taking risks, coming in this bar,” she said to him, smiling. Her smile grew even bigger when she spotted the native American guy with him. She had a thing for guys with long hair, it looked so damn sexy.

              “Nah, I have friends in the force, believe it or not. Officer, let me buy you a drink?” he said, rather than asked.

              “Sure, you want to waste your money on me, that’s fine,” she smiled back.

“Me and Marcus, here, we’re out to find ourselves a good ride. What’s your reason for being here, all alone, Tanya?” he asked, emphasizing her first name, as if hinting at the familiarity.

“Tanya is here to have a relaxing drink after a long, hard day questioning suspected robbers,” she replied, a hard tone in her voice, indicating she wouldn’t put up with any nonsense from him.

Jason was leaning on the bar, to her side, as he chatted with her. Marcus sat on the stool to her other side, remaining silent. She swiveled her chair to face him.

“I don’t think I’ve questioned you, Marcus?” she said, inviting him to talk with her.

“I would love to be interrogated by you,” Marcus replied. “We could go somewhere a little more private and you can ask me everything you want an answer to.”

“My friend, here, just happens to be staying in the hotel next door,” Jason joined in their little private tete-a-tete. “That’s why we popped into this bar for a quick drink. Why don’t you and I continue this party in a luxury hotel room?”

              “Now there’s an offer I don’t get every day,” Tanya said, sarcastically.

She looked at Marcus who was sat very close to her, but not close enough to be touching her. That was respectful and she liked it. In fact she liked everything about Marcus. He was tall, clearly worked out at the gym, which meant he had some discipline. His features were nice, thick lashes, long nose and very kissable lips.

              “I tell you what, Jason,” she sparked up the conversation again. “I’ll let you buy me a few drinks, but that’s it.”

              “Whatever you say Officer Jefferson, whatever you say,” Jason whispered in her ear.

She felt his breath on her skin, and it made her body tingle, she couldn’t believe she was attracted to these two guys, she would have to be careful or this might get out of hand.

              “Let the party begin,” Jason said, and ordered more drinks.

4

Tanya was having a great time, just what she needed every now and then, a good time with some bad boys. Her job was so tense that if she didn’t take time out, she’d end up like the many other good officers, who had ended up mentally drained and exhausted.

The boys were plying her with drink, and she didn’t care. Her drinking threshold was high anyway, it had to be, living in a male dominated work environment.

              As the night went on, the alcohol loosened her inhibitions further and they found themselves in a secluded corner. Marcus kissed her full on the lips and she responded in kind, pushing her tongue against his as it entered her mouth. After a long lingering and intoxicating kiss, he broke away, but before she had time to recover, Jason’s mouth was on hers. This combination of such a heady erotic mix, had Tanya’s arousal levels soaring as she French kissed the both of them. Officer Jefferson floated on a cloud of passion as the men shared her, each one kissing her deeply before passing her back.  

              She surrendered completely in that dark secluded corner of the bar. They took control as their roaming hands wandered all over her willing body, firm hands lingered on her ass and breasts. She moaned lightly into the mouth of which ever bad boy kissed her. The hands on her ass slipped under the elastic of her mini skirt and pants and fondled the bare skin of her ass. Another pair of hands unfastened her blouse, pushing aside the cups of her bra and searched for her bare breasts, fingers rolling and pulling her nipples.

              A scraping chair close by brings her back to reality, she pushes both men away form and rearranges her clothes. She could not believe how easily they had manipulated her, she was no prude but neither was she an easy lay.

              “Stop right there, both of you,” Tanya said, holding her hand out. “What kinda girl do you think I am? You think you buy a girl a few drinks, and that means you can molest her?”

              They both look at her and smile, each smile a sexy one.

              “Come on Tanya,” Jason replied. “You know you wanted it. Girls need a bit of rough every now and then, a bad boy to show them a good time.

              They were right, Tanya admitted to herself. Part of the attraction was that these guys were so unlike the men she would normally meet, and it excited her, sexually.

              “Let’s get out of here,” Marcus said, grabbing her by the hand. “My hotel is literally next door, fancy some fun?”

Though, in the bar, she agreed, once stood outside Marcus’s hotel, Tanya had second thoughts. The fresh air helped her come to her senses. What was she thinking? Fraternizing with known criminals.

“Sorry guys,” she said backing away. “I’ve gotta go. It’s late and I have an early shift tomorrow.”

Neither Jason or Marcus attempted to change her mind, they both new it would be pointless. Instead they watched, wistfully, as she disappeared into the night.

5

“What time did you finish last night,?” Alfie asked her as she clambered into the car, the next day. “You look like shit.”

              “Cheers, Alfie. That’s just what a girl needs to hear. Why don’t you just drive and tell me where we’re going?” she asked her partner, not knowing what their first job was.

              “Remember the bike and the robbery?” Alfie reminded her.

             
Shit,
was her first thought,
that’s news I did not want.

              “Turns out a friend of his stole his bike, ‘cos we found it in his back yard. The friend’s gone missing, we questioned his ma.  We’re to pay a visit to the owner of the bike, a Jason Cabello. You interviewed him already, but this new evidence shows he might be involved.“

“Yeah, they were the bikers that surrounded us,” Tanya replied. “I was hoping not to have to deal with any of them again. Let’s hit the road then, my man.”

They slowly pull up outside the apartments, once again, only this time there are many bikes parked up, and an array of leathered bikers congregated around the entrance to Jason’s building.

              “Think we might need back up,” Alfie said, as he picked up the radio to call it in. “We’ll sit tight till they get here.”

              “No way, Alfie, this is our call,” Tanya complained. “We’ll lose it if half the force gets here.”

              “Tanya, there’s more to life than statistics, you know that,” Alfie was adamant and pulled her back as she tried to leave the car.

              “As soon as the first one arrives, I’m going in,” she said, a sternness to her tone.

“Not until you kit up,” Alfie said, equally as stern. “Get your riot gear on, it’s in the back, but not until the others arrive. Don’t want them seeing us on our own, out here.”

              Tanya sat in the car, an impatient look on her face. She had really wanted to be first on the scene, she liked these guys, a lot, and prayed that they were not involved. Not that she would interfere with justice, never would she jeopardize her job, she only wanted an opportunity to have a few quite words with them.

              It seemed like ages before the first car arrived and as soon as she spotted it, Tanya jumped out and kitted herself up, putting on her bullet proof vest and riot helmet.

              Without speaking to Alfie or the new arrivals, she approached the stairway that led up to Jason’s apartment. It wasn’t going to work quite so easy this time. Immediately she was stopped by a large biker man. He wore a leather waistcoat showing bare arms filled with an array of tattoos.

              “Hey, little lady, you aint going in there without a warrant,” he said, as he pushed her backwards, with his fingers alone.

              “We have a warrant, sir,” she heard Alfie’s voice behind her. “Now let us pass.”

              That was all it took, all hell broke out. Behind her, she heard a scuffle and quickly turned to see what was happening. Bikers were attacking the police as they arrived in their cars, throwing stones at the patrol cars and brandishing weapons, readying for the scuffle. Another officer was calling in for more assistance. Soon the vans would arrive and officers with shields would go against this lot. For now, they had to try to keep them calm.

              Without realizing it, Tanya had moved away from the building, her instincts kicking in to stay away from danger wherever possible. An officer was not to be seen as the one to instigate a fight, they must always back off when they can. Not all officers felt this way or followed the same set of rules, and the younger officers were running into the building. Tanya was not trained as a riot officer and knew she had to stay back and let them go to the forefront, as soon as they arrived.

The vans came screeching up the road at the same time as officers and bikers came flying through the doorway of the house, wrestling bodies spewed into the street and the air was filled with aggressive shouting, bad language and the grunts of fighting men.

              Then she saw Marcus in a tangle with a police officer. The officer soon had his arms up his back and was restraining him with cuffs. There was no sign of Jason, so far. She hoped he wasn’t home.

              Marcus spotted her, his features contorted with anger, his eyes blazing at her.

“You fucking bitch, did you do this?”

              She didn’t answer him, she simply went back to her patrol car where Alfie had also returned to. They drove back to the station.

6

As soon as they arrived back at headquarters, Tanya was called in to the Chief’s office. Word seemed to have to travelled quicker than her journey back here.

Many thoughts whirred through her mind, was this the end of her career? Fraternizing with criminals really was a no-no. Though, to be fair, she had no idea that they were criminals at the time. This is what she’d try to explain to her boss, but trouble was in front of her and she had to face it head on. She thanked god that she had seen sense in time and had not gone back to the hotel.                           

Before entering her boss’s office, she noticed all the blinds down on his inner windows, something that only happened for important meetings. A sudden dread rushed through her, surely he wasn’t going to fire her without hearing her side of the story first?

              Tentatively, she knocked on the glass door.

              “Come!” her boss shouted from the inside.

              Heart pounding far too quickly, she braved it and entered the office.

“Sir, I…” Tanya stood, stunned at who she saw in her boss’s office.

              “Come in Tanya, and shut the door,” her boss instructed, she automatically complied.

              “You know this man as Jason Cabello,” her boss indicated, his arm stretching out towards the man who had been fondling her in the bar, only last night. “He’s undercover Officer Dan Allesius, from Vice. He’s been explaining to me how you got caught up in a small situation. Thanks to him you’re in the clear.”

Tanya opened her mouth to say something, anything, but her Chief merely put his hand up to stop her.

“I don’t need to hear your version, you’re in the clear, now back to work, Officer,” he commanded.

              She instantly stepped back and left the office, completely stunned, confused, and unable to function. Making her way to her desk, she sat down and switched on her computer, everything in automatic mode, it was the only way she could operate her body right now.

             
What the fuck just happened?
She questioned herself in her head, totally confused at how events had turned out.

              “Bit of a shock for you, I guess?” a male voice said from behind her.

              She turned, not thinking straight, only to be confronted by him, again.

“Jason, erm, I mean Officer Allesius, am I allowed to ask you any questions?” she knew she had to think quickly, before the opportunity was gone.

“Only if you go for coffee with me, this stuff in here stinks, how do you drink it?” he smiled back at her.

              “Sure, and yes, you’re quite right, the coffee here is crap,” she said, still functioning in automatic, and picking up her jacket.

              She allowed him to lead her down in the escalator, out of the building, and down the street to a coffee shop, where he ordered, and then led her to a booth, for privacy.

              “You know I can’t give you the details?” he said, looking her in the eyes.

              “Yeah, but, how?” was all she could manage.

              “I’ve been trying to get an arrest on Marcus for some time now. He’s not my main target but he’s continually robbing people. I thought I’d better do something, you know, for the good of society and all that. You weren’t supposed to get so personally involved.”

              “So personally involved?” she repeated as a question. “Why the fuck couldn’t you warn me, somehow?”

              “Why, you were enjoying it and anyway you did the right thing in the end,” he laughed. “I tell you though, I was a little disappointed you backed out.”             

“Yeah, but, I fancied Marcus like hell,” she admitted.

              “Me too,” he also admitted. “We’re only human you know, Tanya, so stop punishing yourself. You’re in the clear.”

              Still on auto mode she almost missed that.

“What do ya mean, you too?” she asked, puzzled.

“He’s a handsome guy, what’s not to like?” Officer Allesius replied, easily.

Tanya decided not to take it any further, but if Dan Allesius was gay, he did a great job at hiding it.

“Exactly what did you tell my boss?” she asked, sheepishly.

              “Don’t worry, he just thinks you got involved with me. Marcus won’t be interested in describing what happened between you two, and besides any reference he might make, I’ll simply steer it elsewhere. You know, he liked you.”

              “Well, he didn’t look like he did when I saw him getting arrested,” she remembered the deadly look in his eyes. “He looked like he wanted to murder me.”

“He’ll calm down, I know him well. I’ll be going to see him soon. He has no idea it was me who set him up, so I’m still in there,” Dan told her.

              “He thinks it was me,” she said, worry in her brow.

              “I’ll soon put his mind to rest in that belief. You fret a lot for a police officer, Tanya, I think you need more relaxation in your life,” he hinted.

              “My last attempt at relaxation nearly lost me my job,” she retorted.

              “Nah, if you think about it, once you’d explained the truth, you didn’t really do anything, stop worrying.”

              “What next for you then” Tanya asked changing the subject.

              “Well, I’m gonna bail Marcus, he can still lead me to the major players in this city,” he paused, looking closely at her. “You know, he really liked you Tanya, and I wouldn’t normally ask but…”

              “Whoa there cowboy, what exactly are you thinking?” she asked, nervously.

“You know what I’m thinking, and you know it makes sense. Sleep with him, no sleep with us. You know you want to. He trusts me, but not completely, this might just seal the deal for us,” he smiled with that lopsided grin, her resistance was weakened.

“Don’t be so presumptuous, Officer Allesius. You don’t know me that well.

“But I’d like to, I’d really like to,” he replied.