ROMANCE: PARANORMAL ROMANCE: Coveted by the Werewolves (Paranormal MMF Bisexual Menage Romance) (New Adult Shifter Romance Short Stories) (179 page)

7

Tanya stood in a hotel hallway, just about to knock on the hotel room door, wondering if this really was a good idea. She had allowed Dan persuade her to agree to this, explaining that he hoped to get Marcus to spill the beans on the crime boss. Anyway, now she was here, she was having second thoughts. Not that the thought of having sex with two hunky men didn’t excite her, it did. She had been aroused all day at the thought of coming here tonight. No, this was a mistake, she thought to herself, and turned away to leave, when door opened.

“Tanya,” Dan greeted her from the doorway, dressed in just a bath robe. “I was beginning to think you weren’t coming.”

Tanya hesitated for just a second, should she stay, or should she go? Dan took her by the hand and and his touch sent tingles through her body. Decision made, she stepped into the hotel bedroom.

Lying on the bed, already naked, was Marcus. His lithe body devoid of any hair whatsoever. Her eyes shot to his pubic region, and what a pubic region it was, a thick and hard hairless cock, stuck out from his body like a pole. Tanya didn’t know where to look and felt her face flush a deep red, but every time she tore her eyes away from his erect member, they always seemed to wander back.

“I’m sorry about the other day, Tanya, what I said to you. I was just angry and lashed out,” Tanya could hear his words, but they didn’t make any sense. Her eyes seemed glued to his erect member as it swayed lightly while he talked, hypnotizing her.

“I…I…I’m sorry guys. Have I interrupted you? Perhaps I should leave,”  Tanya turned to leave the room but Jason stood in her way, and now he too was naked too, the bath robe in a heap at his feet.

Her eyes, seemingly of their own accord again, wandered down to his groin. Just like Marcus, his cock was fully erect, thick and throbbing with a huge bulbous mushroom head, split at the end with a deep slit. Unlike Marcus, Dan had a thick bush of pubic hair. She felt a warm dampness between her legs and her knees almost gave way at the sight of it.

“You’re not interrupting anything, Tanya,” Dan said, softly. “We’ve just enjoyed our entrée and now the main course has arrived.”

He suddenly swooped her up into his arms and carried her to the bed, placing her gentle down next to Marcus, while he lay down, at her other side. Now she was sandwiched between two very hunky, naked men.

              Marcus kissed Tanya firmly on the lips, pushing his tongue into her warm mouth. Tanya savored the taste of him, and brazenly sucked on his tongue.

              Dan wasn't going to be left out of the action and he started to kiss the back of her neck, slowly moving around to her face and lips, Marcus pulled away and when Tanya opened her eyes, she was shocked to see Marcus and Jason kissing each other, as passionately as they had kissed her.

              Tanya was a little unsure exactly how she should take this, but in the end she decided that if these two guys were into each other, she really didn't care, just as long as they were into her too. And it seemed that they were, Marcus and Jason broke their kiss and immediately Jason pressed his mouth onto hers, his lips still wet and slippery from his passionate embrace with Marcus. He pushed his tongue deep into her mouth, where only moments before, it was in Marcus’s mouth. She would have thought it off putting, but it only aroused her even further.

              Tanya was completely engrossed in French kissing Jason that she momentarily forgot about Marcus, until he buried his face in her cleavage. Biting and licking at her bare flesh, he started to pull down her strapless top, exposing her breasts. Dipping his head and suckling on her nipples forces Tanya to moaned quietly, right into Jason’s kiss.

              All the while Jason never  broke from the embrace, his lips seemingly glued to hers, his tongue deep inside Tanya’s mouth, dancing a passionate tango of lust. Once again, as happened in the previous night in the bar, these two men had complete control over her. Right now, she would willingly do, anything they asked.

              Jason finally pulled away from a breathless Tanya, but he gave her no respite, immediately his lips were attached to her free breast, his teeth playfully biting her nipple. She moaned in ecstasy, the pleasure of two mouths on her sensitive buds was almost too much as she arched her back, forcing her breasts into their faces, both responding by voraciously sucking at her  tender flesh.

                            Marcus removed his lips from her breasts and started to kiss down her abdomen and past her navel, dipping his tongue in the little recess, before moving on further down to the top of her panties. He hooked his thumbs under the elastic and in one swift movement, her panties were off and she was completely naked. He spread her legs open and gazed on her lightly haired mons.

              “Beautiful,” he muttered, before dipping his head between her legs with his tongue probing her wetness.

              “Ohh, that feels so fucking good,” Tanya cried out, just as Marcus licked at her labia with his tongue, probing into her wetness. The erotic feelings bursting through Tanya’s body were almost too much, if felt like jolts of electric lust were coursing right through her.

              A sudden movement from Jason pulled Tanya from her erotic dreamworld. He was on his knees by her side, and without any warning he straddled her chest, taking the weight on his knees. His cock, stiff and visible, throbbing before her face, looked even bigger. His musky male odor wafted into her nose and she lost complete control, brazenly pushing her head forward. Tanya engulfed the head of his cock into her mouth. She quickly achieved a rhythm as her head bobbed up and down, worshipping him with her mouth and tongue.

              Tanya couldn’t believe how aroused she was, she had surrendered completely to lust and passion and loved every single minute of it. Wantonly, she  teased her tongue and lapped at the erect cock buried between her lips. Her passion increased tenfold, by Marcus’s oral attention to her pussy. She was in sexual heaven and knew that of they didn’t stop soon, she she wouldn’t be able to hold back the inevitable. Enjoying Marcus’s oral ministrations was mind blowing, but what she really needed and wanted, was to be filled between her legs.

              As if Marcus had read her mind, he knelt up, his face no longer buried between her legs. Now her wetness was being probed by his erection. She could feel its tip lightly brushing against her labia. Tanya was too far gone for niceties and polite behaviour, she simply pushed up with her hips, her pussy sliding all the way up his shaft, right until the tip was banging against her cervix. All the while, she never missed a single stroke of her lips on Jason’s cock.

              They fucked together, just like that, everyone content with their lot. Jason leaned froward, his hand on the bed head as he drove his cock in and out off her mouth. He withdrew the tip so it stood millimeters from her puckered lips that searched it out, before he plunged it back in, until his heavy balls were resting on her chin, and her nose was buried in his pubic hair. As if in unison, Marcus was doing just the same, but when her mouth was free of cock, her pussy was stuffed to the hilt.

She heard her own muffled moan emanating from her throat, she was entranced by lust and drunk on desire. This was a strange tryst, her first ménage à trois, being fucked by two handsome and sexy guys.

Again, Tanya could feel the inevitable build up inside of her as her climax quickly approached, but this time she wasn’t going to hold it back. She could tell from the grunts and moans of Marcus and Jason, that they were probably close to orgasm too.

Marcus suddenly increased his pounding of Tanya’s pussy, his orgasm starting to build, thrusting quickly and savagely in and out of her wetness. He reached the point of no return and pumped his seed into her wetness. The feeling of his swelling erection and warm cum, pushed Tanya over the edge, and she too felt her orgasm, screaming out her passion, past caring if anyone could hear. Her climax flooded through her like a tidal wave, electrifying every single erogenous zone within her. At the same time, Jason pulled out of her mouth and spilled his seed all over her face, hot and sticky it ran down her cheeks, forming a sticky pool on the pillow.

All three collapsed in a heap, laying together on the bed and basking in the glow of their mutual satisfaction of sexual harmony.

8

Not only did Tanya have an amazing time that night, but Dan’s plan worked. Marcus was persuaded to turn state evidence, in return for immunity from prosecution and a place on the Witness Protection Program.

The information that Marcus had given them, was the reason that they were there this night, on a stakeout outside Jason’s apartment.

Alfie was obviously now aware that Jason was an undercover officer, and this night’s operation was in support of his case. Tanya felt it best not to mention the night in the hotel. Just the thought of it sent shudders through her, causing her whole body to quiver.

“You okay, Tanya?” Alfie asked. “Are you cold?”

Tanya didn’t get to respond, as Jason came out of the doorway of his building, holding a briefcase, and strolled over to a car that had pulled up.

              “
This is it
,” an electronic voice came over the radio, “
the exchange is going down, now. Remember, wait until the guy in the car takes the package.”

             
Tanya and Alfie drew their guns ready for the order to go. Jason had placed the briefcase on the floor and knelt down, so he was at the level of the window.

              “Come on, come on,” Alfie whispered impatiently. “What the fuck is he up to?”

              Jason stepped back and the rear door opened. A small chubby hispanic man, who she knew as Chico Flores, alighted from the car and stood next to Dan. Chico Flores was a big time gang boss and the police had been trying to pin something on him, for years. Now, at last, thanks to Marcus’s evidence, they might finally have him.

              Time seemed to move in slow motion.Tanya wondered why Dan seemed to be taking so long,
just give him the briefcase
Dan, for fuck sake.

              And then it happened, Flores reached inside his jacket pocket and passed an envelope to Jason, who, in return, gave him the briefcase.

              “
Go, go, go,”
  the radio spat out the words they’d all been waiting on. Tanya and Alfie quickly exited the car.

              “This is the police, keep your hands where I can see them!” Tanya shouted out to Chico Flores, her gun outstretched before her. She could see through the corner of her eye that other officers were rapidly approaching.

              Tanya was concentrating so hard on keeping her sight on Flores, that she hadn’t seen the window of the car open up, or the gun that pointed out of it. Fortunately for her, Alfie had, and he cried out a warning before barging into her, and knocking her to the floor. That action probably saved her life, but it didn’t save her from being shot, as the sharp pain in her leg informed her. In response to the gunfire, a number of police officers returned fire and she heard a grunt of pain from the shooter in the car.

              Alfie knelt by her and shouted into his radio, “Officer down, we need an ambulance immediately.”

              The rest of the operation was a blur to Tanya, she heard many gunshots, and she saw a flurry of officers joining in the operation. The pain in her leg throbbed deeply, and when she looked down, a dark red stain was spreading on the blue of her police issue pants. She had often wondered what it would be like to be shot, and now she knew. It bloody hurt.

              She must have passed out, because the next thing she knew was the flashing blue light of an ambulance, and two medics stood over her. Behind them she could see Dan, concern in his features

.              “You’re gonna be fine, Officer Jefferson,” one of the medics informed her. “It’s just a flesh wound and looks much worse than it is. We’re taking you to the local infirmary, so the doc can have look at you.”

              Her head started swimming again, the faces of the medics spun around and around as she slipped into a welcome oblivion.

9

The wound was exactly as the medics had told her, just a flesh wound, although she had lost a lot of blood which was why she’d been so lightheaded. She spent the night in hospital under observation, and was home by the next day.

Now, one week later, she was back at work, although on light duties.

              “At least you can catch up with all that paperwork?” a husky, male voice said from behind.

              She swiveled the chair around, already recognizing the voice. Stood before her, as expected, was Jason Cabello, or rather, Officer Dan Allesius.

              “It’s really good to see you back at work,” he said. “I was worried for you,” and he meant it, she could see his genuine concern for her. “I couldn’t help but blame myself.”

              “Nah, it wasn’t your fault,” she said, quietly. “All in the line of duty.”

              He entered her booth and sat himself on the spare chair.

              “Is this the naughty chair?” he asked. “The one for interviewing criminals?”

              “What do you want, Dan?” she asked brusquely. “I suppose you’ll be moving on now that you have your man?”

              “I have to hang around for a few weeks more, tie up some loose ends,” he paused before continuing. “I was hoping that, you know, you and me might have dinner together sometime?”

              “Maybe we should just call it a day, I’m in pain, so I won’t be much fun,” she answered, miserably.

              “All the more reason to come out with me, I’ll cheer you up,” he said. “Come on, you know you want to.”

he did want to. This guy was getting to know her inner thoughts quite well ,and she was getting over fond of him, in return.

              “And what do I do when you move on Dan, tell me that?” she said, quietly.

              “I don’t know Tanya, I haven’t thought that far ahead, but what I do know is I like you, a lot.”

              Tanya smiled, she couldn’t help herself, he did that to her.

              “Really, it seems to me that you like a lot of people, and not just women,” she regretted saying that the minute it left her mouth, but he took it with good grace.

              “Hey, I thought you accepted that part of me,” he said, trying to take the seriousness out of the conversation.

And she had, but for some reason she was holding him at arms length, maybe it was because she didn’t want to get hurt, and she knew she would when he left. Still she really did like him and sometimes you just have to take some risks in life.

              “You know what?” she began, and then leant over to whisper in his ear, “I’m really starting to like you Officer Allesius.” Then she pulled away and said loudly, “you better not fuck me about.”

              “I like the ‘f’ word,” he smiled at her. “It expresses so many things, don’t you think?” He sat up straight, putting his arms behind his head and stretching. “I do want to fuck you about, Officer Tanya, in so many ways.”

              “Stop calling me Officer Tanya, It’s Officer Jefferson to you, punk,” she said, also loudly.

“Now that we have that established, Officer Jefferson, I will pick you up after your shift tonight. Yes?” he asked as he stood up to leave.

She nodded and smiled, turning back to her sad computer, though her heart was beating fast at the thought of when she would next meet Officer Allesius.

Yes, she really liked this guy.

THE END

Insatiable Desires

Chapter 1 A Boring Dilemma

I can’t decide what to do. I think I love Luke, my boyfriend, but sometimes I think that we’ve been together too long. We started our relationship in school, so we’re the typical school romance couple. We’ve broken up on a number of occasions, and both of us have had brief relationships with others, but we always end up back together. Now we’re both in our mid twenties and quite frankly, I think I’m bored with him.

I can’t tell him because I would never do anything that would hurt him, I do love him, I think, but our relationship will not last much longer unless I find a way to resolve this emotional turmoil that I find myself in. If I thought he felt the same way, then maybe I could approach him, but he always seems so happy in our relationship.

It’s unlikely we’ll ever marry, after nearly ten years together, on and off, we’ve never even talked about it. That’s just typical of Luke, he’s the sort of person who doesn’t like change, and gets set in his ways. If we were to marry, it will be me who proposes and deep down inside, I’m really not that sure I want to marry him. Maybe this is as far as we go, our relationship is dying a slow and boring death?

Sex used to be a major highlight in our relationship, and the sex between us was wonderful. We would fornicate anywhere and everywhere, day or night and in every imaginable position. Sometime we’d fuck so hard that I couldn’t walk properly for days, I was that sore. Now recently though, the spark has gone, we rarely have sex anymore and when we do, it’s just a quick wham bam thank you ma’am.

This is becoming a real dilemma for me, without the sex, I’m not sure this relationship has much going for it. I don’t really have any close girlfriends any more, since we started living together. All my old friends just treated us like a married couple and we quickly drifted apart. Maybe that was the mistake, moving in together. We only did it for convenience, less rent, no travel cost to see each other, that sort of thing. Now I wonder, should I save this relationship or let it go? I have no one to talk to about it, so I have to make up my decision alone.

The second major problem is that a really handsome guy has moved in to the apartment next door. He’s renting, as he’s in the area on some long term business. Whenever I see him, my knees go weak, my voice goes all squeaky and I tremble. Luke never had that effect on me, well, I don’t remember that he did. I suppose when I met Luke, at school, it was a young girl’s crush, a dream. Now, though, I’m an adult and when I get weak at the knees over the opposite sex, it’s always over someone else. That can’t be good, I keep telling myself.

What is a girl to do when she has no way to turn? So I’m feeling a bit down about it all, and I have to say, I’m seriously considering leaving Luke.

I’m stood in my apartment watching him play a ball game over the road, with our handsome neighbor, Nyle. They’re about the same size but Luke is slim and although he’s fit, he’s just not got the muscle power that Nyle has. Nyle is the same height, but he looks bigger. I suppose because he works out and is a bit of a fitness freak. He says he has to be, because his job keeps him on the move, so he has to have an outlet that is suitable to all environments. Keeping fit, he can do anywhere, so hence, it keeps him handsome and hunky.

They’re playing basketball and Nyle is always the one to put the ball in the basket, he just seems to have a better reach. Whoops, Luke has just tackled him down and they’re wrestling on the floor together, typical masculine fooling around, rather than taking their practice play serious. I feel a little jealous that I’m not the one having fun with our new neighbor. Why should boring Luke get to have all the fun?

I turn away from them, and head to the kitchen, might as well have some more caffeine, to add to all the excitement I have in my life at the moment. As I sit to drink it, I hear the door bang and the two guys enter the apartment. They seem to have become good friends. I wish I would dare to become good friends with Nyle, but my friendship would be quite different to Luke’s.

Luke didn’t even bother to acknowledge my presence, but thank goodness Nyle notices me sat alone.

“Hey Helena,” he says, still sounding slightly breathless from their physical exertion. “You should come out to play. Your’e boyfriend cheats,” he informs me, as if I care.

In fact, I wish he would cheat, at least that would take some effort on his part and give me an excuse to say my goodbyes, or maybe not. I can’t believe I’m thinking like that, Luke sleeping with someone else to spice up our relationship? Hmm.

Luke gets a couple of beers from the fridge and they go and sit on the bar stools in the kitchen, chatting away to each other. Our apartment is open plan and it would be easy for me to join in, and I’m tempted, because every now and then Nyle looks over at me and smiles. He has such a sexy smile. They're talking baseball, could there be anything more boring?

“Nyle is taking a shower in our bathroom, Helena, his hot water’s off again,” Luke shouts over to me as they head off to the bathroom.

Why should I care? I don’t need to know such boring details. I can hear them both clattering around as they take it in turns to clean up. I just wish it was me in there with Nyle, I’d be much more interesting than boring old Luke. The thought gives me a little quiver between my legs as I imagine Nyle and me under the hot pulsing water, naked, soaping each other’s bodies.

I shake my head to clear the naughty vision, of what I imagine Nyle’s naked body to look like.
Stop that girl,
I say to myself and head into the kitchen to clear away their empty beer bottles. I’m left with a warm feeling, deep inside, and I swear my panties are damp.