ROMANCE: PARANORMAL ROMANCE: Coveted by the Werewolves (Paranormal MMF Bisexual Menage Romance) (New Adult Shifter Romance Short Stories) (217 page)

“What are you thinking about, Nick, didn’t you hear the Lady, she wants us to fill her world with passion?” Derek said as he took one of Lisa's hands and began leading the way out of the field.

Nick took a hold of her other hand and they made their way out to the car park. They went to the far end of the car park where it would be hard for anyone to find them, and as soon as they got there, Nick pulled Lisa into his arms and kissed her deeply on the mouth. He reached for her t-shirt and pulled it up and quickly unclasped her bra, unleashing her breasts to set them free. The night was dark save for the moonlight, and he felt his fangs pulling out of their sheath as he took one of her nipples into his mouth and began sucking on it, sinking his fangs lightly into her skin only to realize that Derek had already marked them as his. Derek on the other hand slipped his fingers into the waist of her leggings and tugged them down, pulling them off her sneakers.

“Please, make love to me, I am surrendering my body to you two, and would like to feel both of you inside me, do whatever you please,” Lisa said, and the words were enough to make both of the men transform partially into werewolves, their cocks growing bigger and their eyes turning a luminous orange.

Lisa was hot in all the right ways and the only thing that she wanted was to feel the two cocks inside her, but first she wanted to get a taste of Nick's dick. She had already tasted Derek's back at his house, and she wanted to compare the size and the taste between the two manhoods before her. She crouched down before Nick and pulled open his pants, letting them fall to his ankles. She then pulled his boxers down, marveling at the utter thickness of his cock, her pussy pulsating with need, excited about the reality that it would soon be inside her. As she crouched down in front of Nick, she looked beyond him to the far side of the car park and saw her friend Diane walk out from behind a parked car, gazing at her with disbelief. Her eyes never leaving Diane, Lisa wrapped her lips around the tip of Nick's dick and began sucking on it, loving the salty sourish taste of his precum. She played her tongue over the sensitive skin of his cock head making Nick groan out with delight. Nick pulled her up to standing and Derek made her face him, kissing her squarely on the lips and obviously getting a taste of his friend’s precum from her mouth.

When Derek finally pulled his lips away from hers, Lisa wrapped her arms around Derek's shoulders and then hoisted herself up onto him, wrapping her legs around his waist. She could feel the thickness of his cock under her, right at the entrance of her sex slit, and as she began letting herself down onto the cock, Nick held her, supporting her. The thickness drilled into her sex, filling her with pleasure as she moaned uncontrollably. As Nick started pushing his dick in and out of her entrance, she felt Derek behind her, spreading some sort of lube over her butt hole. Before she knew what was happening, his dick pushed into her ass hole, driving in slowly. Lisa had never imagined that anyone could be so filled up with cock, and she began moaning more as she felt the cocks rubbing against each other through the thin membrane that separated the two tunnels. The pleasure was so intense that she screamed, exploding into an orgasm before she even knew what was happening. Then suddenly, both cocks exploded their loads into her holes, filling her up completely with cum. By the time that she opened her eyes and looked at Diane, Diane's hand was in her pants and she was masturbating hard.

The guys composed themselves and quickly put their clothes back on, not realizing until that moment that they had an audience. Diane blushed as she stopped pleasuring herself and pretended to look through her purse for her keys. Lisa had a smile on her face that shone brighter than the full moon in the sky.

“So, what did you think?” Lisa asked Diane “Enjoy the show?” The two girls both burst into playful laughter, hardly believing the events of the evening.

The guys drove Lisa home, blasting the stereo the whole way as they all sung along to old Beastie Boys songs. After Lisa kissed them both goodnight and went inside her house, the guys felt like they could really let loose. With the full moon glaring intensely onto the calm ocean, they drove outside of the city, parked and allowed themselves to transform. They ran for miles as they howled loud and proud feeling fulfilled and satisfied with their new life in Miami.

THE END

Owned as the Alpha’s Mate

The storm had come on strong and fierce as Erika sped from the town. The road was barely visible under the night sky and Erika was just hoping that she would make it through the countryside to her house, which was located tucked away in the lonely hills about 30 minutes from her workplace in the city. These were the times that she wished that she had opted to get herself a place in the city, but the high cost of rent for a tiny apartment downtown was about twice as much as what she pays for her spacious and beautiful place in the country. Being single and living so far away from the city could get pretty dangerous at times like these. At twenty three years of age, Erika was not your average girl. She had a full-figured body and she assumed that most men wanted nothing to do with women of her proportions. She didn’t see any point in bothering too much to take care of her looks, applying the minimum amount of make-up, with a little loose powder and a small dab of clear pink lip gloss on most days. She had tried going on diets numerous times in the past, but ended up giving up because of a lack of discipline and her weakness for sweet temptations. She resigned to the fact that she would remain as she was, with voluptuous hips and breasts that could hardly be contained by her custom-made lace bras.

Lately, however, there was one man who had shown a little interest in her, although she was not very sure if she would ever be able to measure up to his standards. He was the typical cliché - a tall, dark and handsome young guy of around twenty eight by the name of Drew Turner. He was a regular customer at the wine store where she worked, often stopping by to pick up a bottle of cabernet sauvignon or sometimes a grenache on his way home from work. He was always pleasantly friendly with her, but there was a certain sort of way that he looked at her, almost as if he was undressing her, and it always got her blood boiling in a way that she could not understand. On more than a few occasions, she had found herself creaming up in between her thighs with her clit throbbing with desire as he intently gazed at her while she showed him the new arrivals in the Spanish wine section. Sex for Erika Bank had become something more of a fantasy than a reality. From the time that her boyfriend had hastily broken her virginity in the back of his caravan when they were 18, she had only dreamt of sexual pleasure. To her surprise, her first experience wasn’t painful or awkward. It was sweet, exciting, and left her wanting in a way that had not been satisfied since. Unfortunately, Rick, this ex of hers, moved far away with his parents, who had gone on to become missionaries in Africa.

There were rumors that there were werewolves roaming the city and its outskirts, but to Erika, those were just rumors. She did not believe in that sort of thing, although on nights like tonight she really hoped that she could stay true to her beliefs. There was no concrete proof that shape shifters had ever been seen by anyone in real life, but there was a strong belief among the townsfolk that they had existed there for centuries. How did these creatures exist and survive, and could they actually turn into human form? Is it true that the werewolves yearned for human women as mates? There were so many questions that often ran through her mind whenever she tried to imagine if they actually existed. None of those questions had an answer yet, but at times Erika contemplated that if they did indeed exist and desired human women, then she would be willing to submit to them if it meant a promise of love. Her lonesome existence was becoming way too unbearable and if drawing in the desire a werewolf who would love her unconditionally could solve the problem, then she surely wouldn’t mind meeting one.

Drew loved storms. They always gave him the perfect opportunity to shift into his wild self and run through the night without the risk of encountering inquisitive human beings. Tonight was one of those nights and he was looking forward to running through the woodlands in the hills where he lived. He always looked forward to these occasions because he would meet up with his mates and they would indulge in all sorts of wild encounters. The full moon was up, although mostly shielded by storm clouds, and so a shift was sure to happen tonight. He was the alpha male of the pack, and was under intense pressure by his pack to get himself a mate. Failure to do so meant that he was at risk of getting challenged by other eligible males, which was not good for his reputation. He had been looking for a mate amongst his kind for quite some time now, but could never seem to find the right fit for him. All the mates he could find were suitable only for that – mating. He ached for but had never experienced a woman who would steal his heart away from him. It would be wrong for him to get involved with a human because it could prove to be a danger to his pack and the secrets they hold. Getting a human to become his mate would be running a huge risk for him, his family and his kind. The only problem was that the only woman that he felt like he was highly attracted to was a human.

Erika Bank had sort of become something like a tumor in his life, almost like a growth that he could not seem to get out from under his skin. She was everything that he admired in a woman, right from her luscious, curvy body, which was the thing that attracted him to her the most, right down to her intelligence, and the innocent way in which she looked at him. Drew had dreamt of doing all sorts of things to her, and whenever he went over to the store to often buy overpriced wine that he did not need simply because he wanted to see her, he found himself undressing her with his eyes and fantasizing about what her nipples looked like that he could see poking through the soft fabric of her sweater. He often imagined her lips, red with lipstick, wrapped around his cock bringing him the sort of pleasure that he craved as she sucked him eagerly. He memorized her entire name from her the tag she wore on her sweater at work and did an extensive Google and Facebook search on her, revealing that she was just a simple girl who had moved from a really small town to a place close to the city a couple of years back after her mother died to begin a new life. She had all the great attributes of the mate that he needed, even though he knew that there could never be anything between them since they were from two different worlds; she was a human and completely off limits for him.

He had been running for miles in the storm, his strong paws repelling off the soaked forest floor with great force, when he thought he saw the headlights of a car that was skidding on the road. He watched the vehicle drive into the ditch from where he was in the dense woodland, and he instinctively bounded towards it to see if the driver was injured. It was hard for him to shift back into the human form, especially since there was such intense moonlight lurking behind the swirling dark clouds. He writhed and grunted as he forced his body to transform back into his human form. His bones adjusted painfully as they clicked and shifted, and his fur smoothed out into skin. He had his clothes in a back pack, and he quickly donned them before going over to the vehicle and jamming the door open. Inside there was somebody slumped over the steering wheel, and there was a bruise on her forehead.

His heart skipped a beat, because he recognized the occupant of the vehicle immediately even before he saw her. Her scent was one that had forever etched itself in him; it was Erika. He quickly unfastened her seatbelt and pulled her out of the car, all of his nerves on overdrive, wondering if she was hurt, and wondering what she was doing driving in the storm so far away from the city on these dangerous roads in the countryside.

“Erika, are you okay?” he asked, laying her beside the car and under the outcropping from a tree, where the rain would not get to her.

There was no response from her, and so he decided to carry her back to his place since it would be too dangerous to have her out here with all the lust-hungry shifters about to come out soon. It was way too dangerous for her to be here when the moon was out since the wolves would not hesitate in taking turns on her, fucking her without regard for her safety. His cock was already hard as he transformed back into a partial wolf and lifted her off the ground. He had to protect the only woman who made the blood in his veins rush in ways that he had not imagined possible. He carried her home in his powerful arms.

*****

Erika could not quite remember what had happened apart from the fact that she had lost control of the car in the storm. She woke up in a bed wrapped up in warm blankets with a warm fire crackling in a woodstove in the corner of the room. The only light being cast emanated from the glowing embers that pulsed with heat behind the glass door of the fireplace. Erika wondered where she was and tried to piece together her memories from the evening. There was a painful ache on the front of her head as she struggled to open her eyelids and looked around. She was in some huge bedroom, certainly not in a hospital ward, and it was tastefully furnished. She sat up on her elbows slowly, her blurry sight beginning to clear up.

“Finally, you’re awake. I was wondering when you were going to come to,” a familiar male voice startled her.

Looking beside her, seated on the edge of the bed was Drew, looking more handsome than ever as he smiled warmly and stroked her hair. “Drew, what happened? Where am I?”

“Your car skidded off the road and hit the ditch. I found you and brought you home with me. The storm was too intense for me to get you to the hospital,” he smiled down at her, and to her shock, she looked down and observed the massive hard–on bulging in his pants, which he was unsuccessfully trying to conceal with a magazine on his lap.