by Hazel Gower
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Lisa.
There was something wrong with her for sure. She had just grabbed all her things and left her apartment and hadn’t even protested. This was so unlike her. She was a planner and planned everything. It was why it took her so long to move out of Bruce and Helen’s place. It also had to do with why she stayed with the strict rules they’d had her under. Lisa didn’t like change, but in the last twenty-four hours, her life had changed in leaps and bounds. She should be digging her heels in. She should be resisting Dax, but she was drawn to him like a moth to a flame.
Lisa had never felt so full of life. It was like she’d awoken to Dax and before her whole life had been black and white, was now splashed with color and the brightness spread the more time she was with him. Lisa didn’t know she’d been lacking in her life. She loved how Dax made her feel and she didn’t intend to give him up as long as he’d have her. The more time she spent with him, the better she felt. From what she’d learnt from her friends and listening to other women, what she felt and how Dax made her feel was something special and Lisa should hold on tight. If she felt like this from being with him for the hours she had, she knew she wanted to continue with all the feelings. Explore the heat that flowed through her when he was close and the tingling that happened when he touched her.
This time when she entered Dax’s cottage, she took notice. She hadn’t seen it when she first came because she’d been drunk. This morning she’d been still taking in all the information she’d learned and coming to terms with being a shifter’s mate.
The house wasn’t fancy, you walked into a big open area with a basic cream kitchen, with stainless steel appliances, but the feature was the beautiful island that had the stove and oven. A round four seat, oak wooden table sat a couple of steps away from the island, and the other space held a big three-seater sofa and two big recliners. On the wall was a huge T.V, but what Lisa loved was the dark wooden floorboards throughout the house.
“So, what do you think of the house? I know it’s small and I can either extend, or we can build a bigger one.” Turning her focus on him, she saw he’d brought all her things in and they sat next to the three-seater sofa.
“What do you mean? Why would we need to build another house or extend this one?” This house was a mansion compared to her tiny apartment.
He stalked toward her and Lisa backed up against the wall next to the huge T.V. Dax caged her in and her heart rate seemed to beat so fast that Lisa was sure it could beat out of her chest. His hand rose and his fingers stroked her cheek lingering on her lips, her breath caught as he leaned in, and in a deep growl of a voice grumbled, “We will need many, many rooms. I intend to keep you filled with my cubs.”
The gasp slipped free. Lisa couldn’t help it, her body seemed to combust at just his words. Lisa was willing to give him whatever he wanted. She wanted him and she was ready to give him what he wanted and what her body had been begging her for since she awoke this morning. Holy moly, had it only been last night that she’d met him? Surely that couldn’t be right, it felt like she’d known him for months. This didn’t feel wrong though.
She wanted him and knew he was waiting for her to tell him he could take the next step. “I want you. I want to be your mate. Make me yours.” She barely recognized her voice it was so husky and sounded sexy even to herself.
His answering growl had her body heating and tightening in anticipation of what he would do next. He swooped down and captured her mouth with his own as his hand came up and pulled and yanked her hair out then threaded her fingers through it. The slight pull had her gasping and his mouth left hers then made its way down her body with featherlight kisses. He yanked her against his chest, his hands came down to cup her arse, lifted her, and carried her down the hall to the bedroom. Her flip-flops slipped off and he gently placed her down and backed her toward the bed where he eased her back onto it. She rose on her elbows to watch as Dax stripped, and before Lisa had a chance to appreciate his sculped perfection, he covered her body with his naked one. His hand grabbed her wrist and held them high above her head.
His gaze caught hers and the blue in them had her breath hitching at the intense passion she saw staring back at her. “You’re mine. I will never give you up. I will never let anyone else ever touch you. Only I will ever see you like this, watch the heat soar through your body as you crave me.”
Lisa loved his deep growly voice, and when he told her what she would do, for no one but him. “Yes. I’ve only ever felt this for you. I’m yours,” she moaned, wanting more of what Dax was doing to her. His hands trailed down her arms and roamed her body as his mouth took hers again. When his hands lifted the hem of her shirt up, Lisa eased up eager to be just as naked as he was. She wiggled to help pull the top up and off. His fingers then came down and hooked into her leggings waist and yanked. She arched her back and lifted her arse as he pulled them down and off. He came back, and for a moment, just stared at her. She resisted the urge to cover herself using her free hands, but she used the time to look her fill as well. His body was a sculpted muscular perfection. He looked like he was carved from granite. She’d seen bodies like his, but only in movies. She would never have even dreamt that she’d get to touch one, let alone have her fingers run over every inch of him.
“They match.” His smile was one of pure appreciation. His eyes sparkled the blue of the water when the sun shone off it, and his teeth were straight and on full display. “You like pink. I thought you said blue was your favorite color?”
She ran her hands up and down his chest enjoying the hard muscles beneath them and the softness of his skin. It was a contrast that felt amazing and heightened her already rising burning need. She needed to stop thinking so much and just let go and let her body have what she craved. “Pink was my favorite then…” Her cheeks heated and she knew they would be bright red. “I gazed into your eyes and the clear blue-sky color changed it instantly.”
His growl had her whole body tingling, and a burning need built within her. His mouth connected with hers and his tongue slipped past her lips and met her own.
Lisa was doing this. She was going to lose her virginity. Lisa slowly brought her hands up to run across Dax’s broad chest. His muscles bunched and he pulled from her mouth on a deep rumble.
“If you keep touching me like that it will be over before we even get started. I love your touch, but right now it’s driving me and my tiger wild, you don’t know how long we’ve waited for you, mate of mine.” He held her hands above her head in his meaty ones. Dax took her mouth again with a fierceness that consumed her. His fingers trailed down her arm and over her body, his featherlight touches heightened her need to go further. His digits glided all over her, pausing to caress her breasts. Lisa arched into his touch, enjoying all the new feelings he was making her feel, every muscle in her was tight and pulsed with a tingle that flowed to places she didn’t even know she had muscles.
Something was building within her, something that had her whole body on edge. Her friends had told her about orgasms and she’d watched other people have them and even read about them, but never had one herself. She’d been too scared when she lived with Bruce and Helen, and when she moved out their rules had been so ingrained into her that she never gave one herself. If she’d known her body was going to feel like it was now, she definitely would have explored orgasms.
Dax’s callused fingers slid between her folds, she moaned and moved closer to him, she was so close, to…to something. He played with her clit and pumped a finger in and out of her pussy until she was ready to explode. Her body was vibrating with the need for a high or something close to, she was close, her body was burning up and she craved can explosive end. S She didn’t know how long it would feel or when she would receive it, she just knew it would be epic.
“Please…Dax. I need...I need to—” Dax’s fingers left her, and she groaned, she was desperate. “Dax, please. You can’t stop. I was close to something. I feel beyond amazing and so
close to a big…oh, I don’t know,” she cried out.
His hands let hers go and she grabbed at him needing an anchor for what she didn’t know but eager to feel. He caressed her cheek, and the pads of his fingers trailed over the edges of her lips before he leaned down and kissed them. “I want every first. I want to feel your first orgasm as it squeezes my cock and holds me where I always want to be.”
Moaning at just his deep, raspy, sexy, growling voice, Lisa tried not to tense as she felt the head of his cock at her entrance. The smooth round surface rubbed her pussy lips before his mouth found hers and he kissed her as he pushed home. Lisa screamed into his mouth and grabbed him, digging her nails into him as intense pain shot through her. Holy shit! She knew her first time was supposed to hurt, but damn she couldn’t remember ever being in pain like this.
“I’m sorry, Lisa.” The use of her name had her staring at him and forgetting the pain, he hadn’t used her name since he called her kitten or mate.
“What happened to kitten or mate?” She raised her brow and then realized that she was worried about what he called her when he was inside her. Oh God, she wasn’t a virgin anymore. She had a mate, and right now his dick was inside her and she wasn’t focused on the pain she’d just felt, but that he said her name instead of the pet names he had for her. Lisa started to giggle.
Dax’s mock growl and the vibration of his body did things to her own, the tingling came back. “There’s no way you’re laughing at me while I’m making love to you. I’ll have to show you what I do as punishment.” He leaned in and nipped at her neck that had her moaning.
She moved her hands around to slap him, but got distracted by his perfect poster body. “What you’re doing isn’t punishment.” She tilted her head back to give him better access to her neck. The stinging pain from Dax taking her virginity had gone. Lisa wriggled to see if that made the pain come back, or if it brought back any of the feelings she had exploding within her before. She stared up at him, his face looked contorted in pain. Lisa looked down his body to see his muscles straining and had to bit her lip as a loud drawn out moan fought to break out, she held it in wanting the burning feeling to build. Reaching up, she touched his tense jaw. “Are you okay? You look like you’re in pain. You’re all tense.”
“You feel amazing. I can’t be still any longer. I need to move. I need you to be okay.”
Lisa moved again to test first and smiled up at him. “Yes. Move. I want to feel what I did before.” Dax was slow at first, sliding out and easing back in at an excruciatingly slow pace. The burning, tingling all over, started flooding back. Lisa held him to her, needing him to pick up the pace; she wanted more.
Dax moved within her at an easy pace and didn’t let her take any control, he stayed in charge, he showed her who was in charge and it just turned her on more than he was all man. His head came to rest in the crook of her neck. When he started nibbling at her shoulder, moving up her neck and licking the shell of her ear before moving back down again. Tingling pulsed to her pussy sending shock waves through her. Lisa didn’t know where to focus her attention on. What was happening to her body or Dax? Her body felt like it was burning up and she started to lift her hips to reach the feeling she was searching for.
Lisa reached for the orgasm she knew was close. Dax’s thrusts were speeding up and getting harder and deeper and she liked, no, loved how it felt—her body had never felt so alive. She held on tight, wanting her release, but also not wanting to fall by herself. Her fingers ran down his back, and she sighed as she rested them on his arse, which were perfect round toned globes. She squeezed tight with each thrust into her, enjoying the flexing muscles of his arse. The feeling of his flexed buttocks beneath her fingers heightened her already heating body to heights she’d never felt, she let herself go and exploded. Her whole body tensed and she dug her nails in as her body fell off the edge and shattered her into a million tiny pieces. Her body went from tight and hot to combusting, and every muscle she had became jelly. An oblivion took her over as her bliss started to wash over her. “Dax. Oh Dax!” she screamed as euphoria settled over her.
“Fuck. Lisa you’re squeezing me like a vice. I can’t hold back.” Dax slammed into her one last time and stilled. “Mine,” he howled as he emptied into her, holding her tight before he collapsed on top of her.
“My mate,” he growled. Dax’s fingers came up, and he caressed her check. “That was better than I could have ever dreamed. Lisa, you were worth the wait. Soul mate of mine.” He pressed a gentle kiss on her lips and she didn’t even have the energy to respond, her body was still a puddle of goo, every muscle still throbbed with her release as she basked in her first orgasm.
She didn’t know how long they stayed on the bed in each other’s embrace, but when she could finally move again, she beamed at Dax. “If that is what an orgasm feels like, we will be doing what we just did a lot.”
His chuckle was deep and the vibration had a shiver running through her. She liked that sound and intended to hear more of that too. Especially with what the noise did to her.
Chapter Three
Dax
He was being a creeper. He’d spent most of the night just staring at his mate, committing every freckle, line, and curve of her shapely body to memory. Her hair was silky smooth with the browns all different shades in her hair. Her skin was a light olive, and as he leaned over and brushed hair away from her face, he saw a tiny scar. Lisa didn’t have many scars, just a couple, and when he asked her about the few she had, she’d explained how she got them, most were from when she was a kid, doing the usual: falling off a bike, and another her first attempt to climb a tree. She’d told him once she was placed with her foster family Helen and Bruce, she didn’t get to go out and be a kid much, most of her time was spent at the church or at home studying.
“Mmm, I can feel you staring. Is it wired I can feel the heat of it and like waking up knowing you’re here?” The sleepy, husky, sweet voice of Lisa had his focus darting to her pouty lips. Moving closer, he leaned in and brushed his lips over hers.
“Good morning, kitten. How’d you sleep?”
She smiled and he swore in that moment that she shone brighter than the sun. He kissed her again, but this time he slipped his tongue into her mouth and showed her what her beauty brought out in him. She clung to him and his body tensed and came alive with pure animal need. His hands roamed, running over all his favorite parts. Her tits were spectacular, all perky, round, and overflowed in his hands. When his hand glided down and touched her pussy, she tensed ever so slightly, and he knew as much as he wanted to give her another show of how well they work together, and how amazing making love between them was, he knew she needed a rest and was tender from losing her virginity. He slowly eased away and when she stretched, her movements reminded him of a sleeping cat waking from a long nap.
His dick was harder than a hammer, he needed to get it to go down, but he had a feeling it wouldn’t until he had a cold shower. “What do you want to do today, kitten?”
“I have uni tomorrow and work tonight for a short shift. So, I don’t want to go anywhere that could make me too exhausted. Monday’s are my late start. I usually leave for the bus at ten-thirty as my first class begins at eleven. The teachers are the toughest. They don’t miss a thing, and if they think you’re not following or catch you talking, they call on you in class, so I have to be on the ball.”
Dax sat up. “Okay, well, how about we do a little shopping? That way we can get you everything you need.”
Lisa’s eyes lit up for a moment, and this time it wasn’t with passion, excitement shone clear in her eyes. Her cheeks pinkened and her smile tilted up into a smirk that had him curious of what she was thinking. “I don’t need anything. You bought all my things from my place. So, we don’t have to go there.”
He slid out of bed, because he knew if he stayed in, he would do what he craved. “Oh, kitten, there are things you need. Things I want you to have. So, let’s go out and spend some mo
ney.”
She shook her head and he saw the sadness flash over her gaze before she masked it with a smile that looked more like a grimace. “I suppose I could do some window shopping.”
His tiger strutted around with its head high and radiated smugness. Our mate will never worry about money again. We’ll look after her. We will spoil her just like our mate deserves.
For once in a very long time, he was in one hundred percent agreement with his tiger.
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Lisa
She clutched in her hands the prettiest purple, white, and black roses covered fifties style dress. It would rest above her knee and showed a descent amount of cleavage. Lisa hadn’t worn a dress like this before, she didn’t count the piece of cloth her friends convinced her to wear the night she met Dax.
“Try it on, kitten,” Dax’s husky voice in her ear was soft and she really wanted to do what he said, but she’d seen the price tag, and even though a hundred dollars for a dress wasn’t a lot for some, it was a huge amount to her, and a price she’d never spend on an article of clothing before. She was a student and had an apartment and was only working part-time, until recently when she was given full-time hours. She’d been focused on her getting her diploma and graduating university. So, she had no money to spend on such a large amount on a dress.
Sighing, she put it back on the rack, but before her finger even let go, Dax snatched it and dragged her to the fitting rooms. “You’re trying it on.”
She should argue with him, but it was so beautiful. Sighing as she gave in and went into the change rooms, she told herself that a splurge on a pretty dress wouldn’t break the bank. When the dress was on, she stared at herself in the mirror smiling at the woman that looked back at her. She never thought she was ugly, but she didn’t think she was a beauty to behold. In this dress though, even Lisa thought she looked gorgeous. It was the perfect dress for her figure. Flattering, but sexy in a modest way.