by Tilly Pope
He must sense my internal turmoil, because he reaches his hand out to take mine and squeezes gently.
“Everything okay?” he asks. “You look a little freaked out.”
“No!” I say, but my voice cracks as I reply and there’s a terrible silence that follows as my voice echoes around the room. I wince and say, “No,” again, this time at normal volume and tone.
“Come here,” he says, and tugs my hand. I stand and walk around the table to him, then Aidan pulls me down onto his lap. “Tell me what’s on your mind, Colleen. Come on, we said we’d be honest with each other no matter what.”
I straddle his hips and close my eyes, embarrassed. “I really want to have sex with you, but I’m afraid I won’t satisfy you. Or, maybe you’ll think I’m gross underneath this dress, and then you won’t like me anymore.” God, just saying it makes me sound like a whiny bitch.
I keep my eyes closed after I finish, afraid of what he might say, but when a few seconds pass with no reaction from him, curiosity gets the best of me and I peek out of one eye.
Aidan’s looking at me with what I can only describe as a goofy, lovesick face. He looks like one of the dogs in Lady and the Tramp in the scene where they share the spaghetti. It’s a funny look on such an outrageously handsome man, and I’m about to tell him, but then he leans in and kisses me. It’s a whisper of a kiss, his lips just barely brushing against mine, but it’s enough to make me feel like my knees are made of jello.
“It’s you and me. How can it be anything other than spectacular?” he says, brushing against my lips again. His breaths alternately cool and warm my mouth, sending shivers all over me.
I smile and lean in, sliding my hands up his chest to his neck. I pull him toward me, crushing our mouths together. I forget the cake sitting on the counter, and the half-finished cocktails on the table.
They aren’t nearly as delicious as what’s about to happen next.
9
Aidan
I’m glad Colleen told me how nervous she is. I’m confident about my bedroom skills, but being with someone new is nerve-wracking, and that’s without adding in the entire shifter thing.
I don’t shift often, but we all have our triggers. It can happen to me when I’m nervous. Thankfully, I live a fairly predictable life, so there aren’t many situations that cause it. Having sex with the woman of my dreams, however, is definitely one such situation.
I keep my cool as Colleen and I kiss at her kitchen table. For a while, I lose myself in the feel of her soft skin beneath my fingertips. I slide the silk straps of her dress off her shoulders, allowing me a better view of the sexy lace bra she’s wearing.
And damn, is she sexy.
Her breasts spill over the tiny triangular scraps of lace. I can barely see the outline of her nipples through the fabric and I lick my lips, aching to suck one of those sweet little nubs into my mouth. I lean in and place my mouth over the lace. Colleen gasps and tilts her head back. She pushes her chest out further and I welcome her, wrapping my arms around her back and pulling her closer to me.
She smells like flowers and woman, a combination that has my head swimming as I tease her nipple with my tongue, licking and sucking it and swirling my tongue around. I’m more relaxed, but my cock grows harder with every passing second, making my boxer briefs uncomfortably tight. It doesn’t help that Colleen is grinding on my lap, but there’s no way in hell I’m going to ask her to stop. It feels too good.
It’s only when I’m carrying her to her room that my nervousness reappears.
Fuck. Me.
The sight of her bed is what sparks me off. It’s so neatly made, with a lilac comforter turned down and candles in ornate lanterns on the bedside table. My skin prickles, sending shivers down my back.
“Aidan? You okay?” Colleen asks when I set her down on the bed and step back, shoving my hands into my pockets.
“Yeah, of course. Totally fine,” I say with a conviction I don’t feel. I’m nodding my head, but I can tell she doesn’t believe me. She raises an eyebrow, then reaches out her hand, beckoning me toward her.
“Come here,” she says. I try to relax, rolling my shoulders back and focusing on the gorgeous woman in front of me. I have to stay cool, calm, and human. I take her hand and kneel in front of her, trying to will my body to stay calm. Which is a huge feat since my dick is hard as a rock.
It works for a few seconds as I help her out of her dress and slowly untie the bows on the sides of her bra and panties, making them even more fun to remove. The sight of her takes my breath away. In the candlelight, she looks radiant. A goddess with golden skin and hair that falls in waves over her shoulders and tumbles over her breasts.
“Damn, Colleen. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” I say, my voice thick with desire and I mean every word. I could spend all night just staring at her if my cock would stop throbbing in my pants. I draw her closer, leaning down to kiss her legs, her belly, and her hips.
“Mmm, that feels good. Come lay with me,” she says, patting the bed beside her.
I tear off my shirt, and Colleen giggles as I drop my boxers along with my jeans and my hard cock springs free. As soon as I’m naked, I push her back onto the sheets and launch myself on top of her. We bounce, and she giggles again. God, I could listen to that sound for the rest of my life. I love it…and I love her.
Did I really just think that? Yes, I love her!
The words repeat in my mind as we kiss. She curls her fingers around my cock and slides her hand up and down, increasing my need for release. I never thought I’d fall in love again, but while Colleen murmurs sexily wicked things in my ear of what she wants to do with me, I realize how much I want her, need her.
I move my body so I can caress her stomach, my hand sliding down to her wet lips. And, oh God, is she wet! My cock twitches, wanting to be inside her, and at the moment—this very fucking moment—it all becomes too much, and I feel myself shifting into a goddamn cobra!
Fuck!
God help me! This can’t be happening!
I’m so fucked.
Biological snakes have two dicks that are usually inverted inside their body, except during mating. And, right now, my fucking cobra thinks it’s mating!
When my cock divides into two, it’s an embarrassing humiliation to what’s becoming the new all-time low of my life. I brace myself for Colleen’s look of disgust, and to see her running, screaming, out of the room. I coil into the bed, slowly turning my eyes to her. She’s totally calm and smiling.
“Oh, Aidan. Are you a shifter, too?”
10
Colleen
“It’s okay,” I tell Aidan the cobra, scooting closer to him all coiled up. It’s hard to tell what a six-foot cobra is thinking or feeling, but I think I can still talk some sense into him, even in his shifted form. I don’t even know if he understands me. But I can try.
I know shifters need to feel non-threatened, so I continue talking to him in a calming voice until he finally uncoils and shifts back to human form. He looks around in surprise for a moment, then his eyes are on me.
“Colleen. Fuck! I am so sorry. I—” he says and jumps up off of the bed.
I hold up my hand. “No! Stop! You don’t have to apologize. I get it. It’s part of your nature. My mom was a wolf shifter, and she shifted when she got scared or angry, so I’m used to being around shifters.”
“Really?” He still looks surprised, though somewhat more relieved as his cobra hood relaxes back into him and the worry leaves his face.
I nod. “Yeah. She died when I was in high school. An anti-shifter gang murdered her, and everyone else in my family are shifters. I’m the only one whose genes didn’t manifest into one. Well, not yet, anyway.”
“Wow. I’m sorry about your mom. That’s awful,” Aidan says and sits back down on the bed next to me.
“It’s okay. It was a long time ago, and honestly, we had a pretty hard relationship. She was a very volatile person. I was going to t
ell you about her, eventually, but she’s… it’s hard to talk about her. Painful still” I explain.
“I know what you mean. My relationship with my parents was good when they were alive, but it’s complicated now that they’re gone.”
“Were they shifters?” I ask, leaning back into the pillows and patting the spot next to me. Aidan slides up beside me, then we both turn toward each other at the same time and Aidan’s cock is right there. Front and center. Begging to be touched.
“Yeah, they were, but I really don’t want to talk about that right now. I wanna talk about this,” he says, and snakes his arm around my waist, pulling me closer.
“So, two cocks? Is that a snakey cobra-type thing?” I ask him, thinking how amazing it would feel to have two cocks inside me at the same time.
He chuckles, “Yes, and no. In Cobra form if my cobra is around for mating season, yes. In human form, you only get one. Sorry,” he says, with a crooked grin.
My hand inches down his belly to his cock and I whisper, “Not sorry at all.” I dip my head lower, taking the tip in my mouth. The hiss he lets out makes my pussy ache even more and I stroke and suck, reveling in the taste of him.
Aidan must enjoy it because he coils his fingers in my hair and slides his cock deeper down my throat. My body hums with need and I pull back with a ‘pop’.
“Come here, fuck me. I’ve waited so long for this,” I tell him, and lay back on the bed. He’s on top of me in a split second, his fingers toying with my clit.
Aidan lets out a groan as he slips inside me. I’m so wet, there’s no hesitation. “Yes! Like that!” I cry out when he pushes into me. He hits THAT spot with ease and I can feel an orgasm already building.
Aidan is a lot taller than I am and he takes both of my hands into one of his and raises it above my head. I’m powerless except for my hips and it feels amazing.
“You like that?” he asks, and I can only nod. My legs fly up and curl around his ass, my heels pulling him in deeper.
“Yes, I’m gonna come! Fuck yes, right there!” My entire body vibrates as his other hand grabs my hip and he holds me there, pounding into me in a steady rhythm. Stars flash behind my eyes. This is it.
“Aidan! Come with me! Come on!” I cry out as the rush of the best orgasm I’ve ever had flows through me. His face scrunches up and the most magnificent thing happens. His hood expands a little and he shivers and shudders, letting out a hiss that shakes the entire house. His hot come shoots into me with a heat that sets my soul on fire.
Oh God, is he marking me? Is this what mating feels like to the shifter world?
“Fuuuuck, Colleen. Fuck,” he cries out on a groan and falls to the side. I’m in heaven. Or what I think heaven should be.
“Aidan?” I say, with a hot sigh. I’m still trying to catch my breath, but Aidan seems to be calmer than he should be.
“Yeah?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.
“Did you fucking mark me?” I ask.
“Mark you? How?” He seems puzzled.
I turn on my elbow and look into his eyes, but he’s looking at the ceiling. “When you came, I felt it. Hot, and it hit my insides all the way down to my soul. My veins were on fire. Is that what happens with shifters?”
Aidan’s gaze moves to mine, his eyes are black, but not scary. “I don’t know, Colleen. I felt it too. I’ve never felt it before. You have to realize this is all new to me.”
“I love you, Aidan” I say, and the words feel so right, like the most honest thing I’ve ever said.
He breaks out into the widest smile I’ve ever seen. He reaches over, placing a hand on my cheek, and says, “I love you, too, Colleen. Wanna see if we can get that feeling again?”
“Yes, yes, I do!” I say and slide my leg across him. This time, I will be the one in control.
11
Aidan
Colleen smiles; sultry and sinful. I’ve never felt this way. Ever.
“Do you want it slow, or fast?” she asks as she straddles my hips and places her pussy right on the head of my cock.
“Slow. Let’s take it slow,” I say, then she slides her pussy down on me and the heat she emanates makes my cock even harder. I’ve never been able to go two rounds so quickly. Colleen does something to me.
Something I want more of.
She grinds her pussy on me, slowly at first and her nipples peak in anticipation. I reach up and tweak one of the pretty pink things between my thumb and forefinger and when I do, Colleen shivers and moans.
I can tell she’s almost there, and I want her to come, but I want to wait it out. I grab her hips in both hands and thrust into her, grinding the base of my cock on her clit. Then I recall what she asked me about two dicks and I trail my hand around her ass cheek and slide a slicked up finger inside her tight asshole.
“Oh fuck, Aidan,” she bellows, and her orgasm comes fast and hard while I fill her two holes. Her ass fucks my finger as she grinds on my dick and I can’t take it anymore. Within seconds, I’m so close to orgasm I can barely breathe.
“Faster, baby,” I growl, and Colleen, being the perfect lover she is, quickens her pace, grinding my dick and fucking my finger until we both explode into one big delicious orgasm.
My hips buck hard against her, and my legs shake uncontrollably as wave after wave of delicious pleasure courses through my body and out my dick. Her pussy tightens around my cock and I throb and hiss as we reach our climax. Colleen is practically crying as she comes before we finally collapse together onto the bed.
I love feeling her weight on top of me as I trace kisses over her shoulders and breasts.
“Marry me, Colleen.” I whisper into her neck.
Where’d that come from?
“Yes, Aidan. I’ll marry you,” she says without one iota of hesitation. My heart leaps into my throat knowing I’ve found my mate for life. After all the bullshit I’ve put us through, I never want to lose her. We can figure out the details later.
Epilogue
Colleen
Six Months Later
Life is so sweet when I wake up in Aidan’s arms his hand caresses my pregnant belly. Once we found out I was pregnant, we had a quick wedding at the courthouse. Just me, Aidan and his three brothers.
We moved him into Grandma’s house that night.
Living with a cobra shifter has its moments. For one, he likes to go out with his brothers to hunt. What? Bugs? Lizards? It’s kind of icky, but my mom did it too, so I get it. And I love to watch him when his animal instincts kick in. I can’t wait to see him be a father.
That also prompted the conversation about our gene pool. He’s got were-dragon and cobra. I’ve got were-wolf, for sure, and I don’t know if my father has any were-genes in him. The babies could be a lot of things, who knows? But one thing I do know is the babies will be loved and cared for no matter what genes they have.
My phone dings and it’s an email informing me I’ve won the cookbook contest. “Colleen’s Culinary Creations” will be published next Christmas, and the publisher wants to send me the prize money and will foot the bill for printing, publishing and everything.
“Aidan! Aidan!” I shake him awake. “I won the cookbook contest!”
He opens his eyes and smiles. “Great job!” he says and pulls me in closer to him. He smells so good. Even in the morning.
“Do you know what this means? It’s a ten thousand dollar prize and they will publish it and sell it and everything! We’re gonna be rich!” I exclaim. “I won’t have to work for that bitch anymore. Now aren’t you glad you married me?”
Aidan sits up against the headboard and looks at me, beaming. “Colleen, I love you. Cookbook or no cookbook. You are everything I’ve ever wanted in a wife and I didn’t even know what that was before I met you.”
Tears well in my eyes. I’m not sad, I’m happy. Or hormonal. “Oh my God, Aidan. I am so happy to have found you, cobra, and all. I can’t wait to have these babies and love them—”
His eyes widen. “Bab
ies?” he interrupts. “We’re having babies? As in more than one?”
“Uh…yeah. What did you expect? I mean, your brothers are twins, ya know.” I say, not sure if he’s okay with having an instant family.
Aidan jumps up off the bed and yells, “Fuck yeah!” a few times while he dances around the room. He pounds his chest with his fists like Tarzan.
This is it. What I’ve been praying for.
Aidan is happier, and more serene than I’ve ever seen him.
I’m happier too. Happy my cookbook won, and happy because I’ve found someone who loves me for who I am. Daughter of shifters, unabashed homebody, chef and lover of spicy chilaquiles and margaritas.
Aidan knows it and loves it all. And I feel the same way about him.
What more could a girl want?
THE END
Also by Tilly Pope
Avery
The house next to me has been on the market for months.
So imagine my surprise when I find out it’s been sold.
And my horror when I find out my new neighbor is a freaking biker.
Not some moped riding, cardigan-wearing, nerdy dude either. I mean biker. Tattoos everywhere, leather jackets and ZERO manners.
The first thing my new neighbor does when he sees me?
A charming pelvic thrust my direction with his music up so loud it rattles my teeth.
What the heck do I do now?
Tank
My cute little neighbor has no idea the things I’d do to her given the chance.
I’d love to touch her. Taste her. Enjoy her.
So when someone breaks into her house, I’m quick to help her.
Out of her panties and into my bed.
Because I might be a bad boy, but I protect what’s mine.
Short, hot, and over the top! If you love possessive alpha males, totally unrealistic insta-love romance, this one’s for you! No cliffhanger, no cheating, and a guaranteed HEA!