by Brenda Trim
He reached down to her boot and slipped it off her foot then repeated on the other side. Next came her jeans followed by her panties. She was standing, bare-ass naked on the seat of the four-wheeler and he couldn’t wait to dive in for a taste.
His hands roamed up the sides of her legs then caressed her firm ass. “Liv, look at me,” he demanded, and her gaze met his. “Watch me feast on you before you cum on my face.”
She nodded her head, green eyes filled with want and need. His eyes never left hers as he leaned forward, placing his mouth at her feminine folds. She smelled of sunshine and lemon. His tongue darted out and swiped through her soft curls. He felt her body tremble as he licked and sucked her soft flesh.
His hands held her ass in place so that he could enjoy her thoroughly. He stared into her green orbs, watching pleasure wash over her. She was so incredibly beautiful. Her warm juices coated his mouth and chin, and his cock ached to sink into her heat. But first things first. He wanted to watch her cum.
He lifted one of her legs and placed it on his shoulder so he could explore further. Lawson slid one hand between her legs and inserted one finger then two into her tight channel. She clenched his digit, and he added a third as he sucked her clit. When he nibbled the engorged nub, Liv detonated, grabbing his head as her orgasm barreled through her body. They locked gazes, and she cried out his name as her body trembled its release. It was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.
As soon as he felt her knees buckle, he grabbed her down from the ATV. He snatched a small blanket from the attached storage compartment and walked to a nearby tree.
“I’m going to fuck you hard, Liv,” he growled as he shoved down his pants with one hand and held the blanket to the bark before shoving her body against the tree.
“God, yes. Please,” she panted, wrapping her legs around his waist.
In one swift move, he plunged to the hilt. Liv's tight pussy stretched as he filled her and he shoved deeper, giving her no pause. She gasped, and he pulled out slightly, only to push back into her body. His need was too high to be gentle. His hands grabbed her hips and Lawson took what he wanted, thrusting hard and fast.
“Look at me,” she demanded, and he was at her mercy. Green eyes held him in place. “I want to watch you cum, Outlaw. Take all of me.”
With that, he set a punishing rhythm. Their bodies were moving against one another as Liv freely gave herself to him. Sweat broke across their flesh as he held her weight against the tree and pounded her body. Her legs tightened around his waist, and she met him thrust for thrust.
It was the most incredible feeling to be in his element with nature, taking this female. His wolf clawed at his mind, wanting a piece of the action. A tingle formed at the base of his spine and he quickened his movements. Minutes later, his hot seed exploded from his body as he met her gaze.
“Liv,” he groaned as he felt her body tense.
“Ahhh, Lawson,” she shouted as another climax washed over her.
Their cries mixed and echoed through the forest. Lawson's mouth crashed against hers, and his weight collapsed against the tree as their orgasms raged on. He pumped several more times as he tried to catch his breath.
“Damn, sunshine. I can barely stand right now. Thank fuck we’ve got the ATV to get us back to the hotel,” he panted as he continued to kiss her full lips.
She sucked on his lower lip and moaned, “Mmm, you’re amazing. I’m Jell-O right now. I think that was the most insane orgasm of my life. You will never be able to top that one,” she confessed as her arms clung around his neck.
“If that’s a challenge, I accept,” he replied as he fumbled with his jeans then walked back to the vehicle with Liv still wrapped around him.
He palmed her ass and squeezed hard, eliciting a yelp from the sexy redhead. “Don’t get me started again, Outlaw. Save some for later. I need my clothes, and then I want to raid the fridge. I’m suddenly starving,” she quipped as he set her on the seat.
Lawson bent to pick up her blue lace panties and twirled them around his finger. “I’ll give these back on one condition.”
“Oh? And what’s that.”
“Promise me we’re done arguing about stupid shit,” he stated and offered her the material.
“I don’t like fighting, either. I do, however, enjoy making up,” Liv answered and smiled coyly. She quickly put her panties on then shimmied her way into her tight jeans.
Lawson grabbed her in a hug and held tight. “Let me put it another way, sunshine. The next time you get pissed off at me for no reason, I’m going to pull your pants down and spank you,” he declared and kissed the corner of her mouth.
“Ooh, sounds exciting,” she said with a wide grin. She had the sexiest smile Lawson had ever seen, and he wanted to make her laugh like that every day.
“I love you, Liv,” he blurted before he could stop the words.
It wasn’t that he hadn’t said it before, but this time it came so naturally. It felt right to love this female.
“I love you, too,” she replied automatically, and her sparkling her green orbs lit his entire world.
Chapter 10
Liv stepped from the bathroom, and Lawson’s jaw dropped to the floor. She’d never looked sexier.
“I don’t think that getup is legal to wear in public,” he surmised as he took a step back, perusing her from head to toe.
“I take it you like,” she replied and turned in a circle.
“No wonder the wolf was so tempted,” he said as he rubbed his chin, all the while eyeing the cleavage spilling over the top of her costume. “Promise you won’t be taking off the cloak during the party. I don’t need every male in the house drooling over your assets,” he admitted.
Thankfully, the blood red cloak had a large hood and fell past her knees, but the skimpy dress underneath left little to the imagination. The strapless garment hugged her breasts and pushed them up which made them look even more substantial. The fishnet hose and thigh-high boots brought visions of wicked fantasies to Lawson's mind. Role-playing took on an entirely new meaning, and he looked forward to indulging later that night.
“Me? Look at you,” Liv said as she walked over and lifted the hem of the long vest he was wearing. “Don’t dare take this off because that bulge in your tights is quite obscene. I think I should’ve ordered a larger size,” she confessed with a shake of her head.
Lawson looked down at his costume. “Yeah, but all my bits and pieces are covered. You bend over, and everyone will know what color panties you’re wearing,” he countered with a grin.
“I have no plans of removing my cloak until the after-party,” she said with a wink. “And who says I’m wearing any panties?”
Lawson reached out and tugged her to his chest. His hands immediately slipped under her short dress to make sure she was kidding. He sighed when he felt the silk fabric covering her ass.
“How about we skip the next couple hours and go straight to the after-party. The bulge in my tights is growing at an alarming rate,” Lawson confessed as Liv's lemony scent tickled his nostrils.
“No way, José,” she spouted and walked to pick up her wicker basket. It had a hinged lid, and Lawson couldn’t tell if it was a costume prop or contained something.
“Whatcha got there, naughty red riding hood?” he purred playfully.
“Just a little pre-party treat,” she replied and lifted one side of the basket and retrieved an oversized syringe filled with a blue substance.
“What’s that?” he asked curiously, staring at the plastic object.
“Jell-O shots, baby. Try the blue raspberry,” she coaxed and placed the item to his mouth.
Lawson hesitated then opened his mouth. She pushed the plunger, and a fruity flavor filled his mouth. “Damn, that’s pretty good. I have to warn you that I’m a lightweight when it comes to alcohol.”
“I’ll keep that in mind. Maybe I’ll get you drunk and take advantage. Here, try this one. It’s my favorite. Watermelon,” Liv instr
ucted and dug through her basket, pulling out another syringe filled with pink Jell-O.
“Fine, but then I’m switching to beer. That I can drink all night,” he divulged and opened his mouth so she could inject him again. He had to admit he liked it better than the first. “Save some of those for later. I’ll spread that shit all over your body and lick it off,” he added and leaned down to kiss her.
“You got yourself a deal, Outlaw,” she murmured against his mouth. “Now let’s get downstairs. I want to get there before everyone else arrives. Plus, Ashley might need some extra hands.”
Kissy noises sounded, and Liv rushed to the bedside table and grabbed her phone. Her smile turned upside down as she stared at the device.
“What’s wrong, sunshine?” he asked, concerned at what could make her happy mood disappear so quickly.
She sighed then answered, “It’s Bart. He can’t make it tonight. Says he’s swamped at work,” she stated and tossed her phone to the bed.
Lawson wasn’t upset at all by the news. In fact, he was relieved the male wasn’t coming to the party. Bart had a perpetual hard-on for Liv that made him want to pummel the guy. But Lawson hated seeing Liv so upset.
“Look, I know you were hoping he’d show tonight. I’m sure this is about work. Didn’t you mention he’s up for re-election next month? I’m sure that’s why he’s been so busy,” Lawson reassured. “Hey, at least Cassie is here. Did she get settled into one of the rooms?”
“Yeah, she did. She was beyond thrilled you set her up in one of the suites. I can’t wait to see her costume. She was secretive earlier when we were decorating. Come on, Outlaw, let’s go and get our scare on,” she quipped and grabbed his hand.
Liv’s blood hummed as she and Lawson rode the rickety elevator down to the main floor of the hotel. She couldn’t wait to see Lawson’s face at the transformation downstairs.
The door slid open, and she lingered in the boxcar, wanting him to step out first. As soon as he breached the opening, an ear-piercing scream echoed through the air and Lawson jumped and took a fighting stance. Liv doubled over, laughing uncontrollably.
“What the fuck?” he yelled then looked her direction. “Oh, I see. You think you’re pretty funny,” he commented then yanked her hand to pull her from the elevator.
Another scream rent the air as she stepped in front of the motion-sensitive witch. It was one of Liv’s favorite decorations. She typically placed the life-size cackler by her front door to scare the trick-or-treaters. She wasn’t one of those happy ghosts and smiling pumpkin types. No, she liked scaring the shit out of the neighborhood kids. You want candy? You better man up and earn it, she felt.
“You should’ve seen your face,” Liv managed, trying to catch her breath.
“Wait, Naughty Red. I’ll get you back before the night is over,” he vowed and tugged her to his chest. “This place looks amazing,” he admitted as he looked all around.
“Come on. There’s more,” Liv squealed as she grabbed Lawson's hand and led him to the great room.
The place did look incredible. Purple mini lights were strung throughout the hotel, giving their home an eerie ambiance. Several fog machines pumped mist along the floor, and her various statues were strategically placed to garner the best effect. Spooky music blasted from a nearby speaker, and Liv walked to her iPad to lower the volume then pulled Lawson to the far side of the room to her most favorite display.
“What do you think?” she asked excitedly.
Lawson’s gaze roamed over the Halloween village. “This is something else, Liv. When you said this was your favorite holiday, I had no idea you were obsessed,” he said, shaking his head.
“You do have a point. I like to call it my passion, but Cassie said the same thing. Oh well, go big or go home, right?” she replied.
“Is that Crystal Lake?” he asked, pointing to the far corner of her village.
“Uh huh. I even have a Jason figurine. And there’s Michael behind that tree and don’t forget Freddy over here,” she pointed out. Her village contained all the epic stuff of nightmares.
“Aaaah,” intruded a woman’s voice and Liv turned to see Cassie clutching her throat as if she was being strangled.
“Girrrrrl,” Liv shouted and made her way over to her friend, eying her costume. “What the hell are you supposed to be?” she asked in shock.
Typically, Cassie went for the less is more for Halloween but not this year. She was wearing a t-shirt and jeans like any other day. Did she forget it was a costume party?
“Can’t you read?” she quipped and pointed to her t-shirt. Across the chest, it read, ‘The Real Housewives of Safe Haven.’
“It’s cute, but I don’t get it,” Liv admitted.
Cassie held up her left hand and wiggled her fingers. A gold band caught Liv’s attention.
Liv’s eyes widened, and she grabbed her friend’s hand. “Oh, God. Please tell me you didn’t get married as part of some sick Halloween joke,” Liv exclaimed.
“Hell, no! I’m not deranged. I’m a desperate and lonely housewife looking for a shifter by the name of Ryan to fulfill my wicked desires,” she said with a smile.
Liv exhaled her relief then shook her head. “Nice play, my friend. I’m sure that will get his attention.”
“Get whose attention?” Lawson asked as he came up behind Liv, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Her body had the same reaction every time he touched her. Racing heart, panting breath, and clenching with need. It seemed ridiculous. After three months with a guy, Liv was usually ready to move on to the next disaster, but not with Lawson. It felt like they were always on date three when the passion was at its peak.
“Cassie was asking about your brother. He is coming, right?” Liv asked as she inconspicuously rubbed her ass against Lawson’s groin.
“Hey now. These tights don’t have much forgiveness, Naughty Red,” he whispered in her ear. “And, yes, Ryan will be here. In fact, I think I hear him now,” he said with a chuckle.
A deep shout came from the other room, and Liv guessed Lawson’s brother was as frightened by the welcoming witch as he was.
Ryan, Haylee, Hannah, and Brenlee walked into the great room. The sisters were laughing hysterically, but Ryan not so much. “I just beheaded an ugly bitch that tried to attack me,” Ryan said as they approached.
“No! You didn’t,” Liv replied and started towards the other room.
“Just kidding. Next time that witch pulls that stunt I’ll shove something in her mouth that will really make her scream,” he responded with a wink.
“You are so gross,” Haylee interjected and punched her brother in the arm.
“You all look fantastic,” Liv announced as she took in their costumes.
Haylee and her twin Hannah dressed up as the two girls from the movie, The Shining. Brenlee, the baby sister, was dressed as Marilyn Monroe, and Ryan dressed up like a police officer. Liv had to admit she’d never been pulled over by a cop that looked so good.
“Thank you. And I love this, Liv,” Haylee said and tugged on her red cloak. “Very sexy,” she added with an approving nod.
“And who the hell are you? Robin-wearing-gay-ass-tights-Hood?” joked Ryan as he shook his head at Lawson.
“I’ll show you, gay, when I take your baton and beat the ever-loving shit out of you,” came his immediate reply.
“Let’s go to the dining room and get some drinks,” Liv interjected, grabbing Lawson’s hand. The others followed suit, and they made their way to the adjacent room.
The large room looked as festive as the rest of the home. Ashley was putting the finishing touches on the taco bar, and Knox was behind the bar, pouring himself a margarita. She dressed like a sixties hippie, complete with headband and embroidered vest.
“I’ll have one of those, bartender,” Liv called out as she approached the shifter.
Knox also dressed in sixties fashion with a paisley print shirt and bell-bottom jeans. Liv loved when everybody got in
to the spirit of the occasion. She could tell it was going to be a night to remember.
“Coming right up, Red Riding Hood,” Knox answered with a smile. “I like the way your mind thinks.”
Liv glanced towards Lawson. She couldn’t take her eyes off him. He was by far the best-looking man in the room. No wonder he was the Alpha. His presence filled the room. And he filled those tights like nobody else. She couldn’t stop thinking about the large bulge between his legs. She really hadn’t considered his endowment when she ordered his costume. Thankfully, the long vest covered him well.
Liv sat her basket on the bar top. “And, I’ve got Jell-O shots for anyone interested,” she announced as she accepted the skull goblet filled with tequila goodness from Knox.
Hands went flying as everyone grabbed one of the syringes. Cassie grabbed a green one then looked at Ryan. “So, will you arrest me if I give you a shot,” she purred.
“I’ll arrest you if you don’t,” he replied and opened his mouth. Cassie plunged the fruity goodness into his mouth, all the while giving Liv a knowing look. Yep, she was making her move.
Two men that Liv didn’t recognize walked into the room. “And, there are our dates for the evening,” Hannah announced as she grabbed Haylee’s hand and tugged her twin towards the two men.
Liv glanced around the room. The Anderson family was eating at a nearby table and she spotted the Halls on the other side of the room. They looked outstanding, dressed as two vampires. Devin was talking with Tyler at the other end of the bar and seemed to be enjoying themselves. The party was off to a great start.
And then Kristi walked in.
Chapter 11
Liv’s mouth dropped when she saw what Kristi was wearing. Or, not wearing. Liv cursed the female for her disservice to Ariel and the movie The Little Mermaid.
Her long red wig was the only item that wasn’t tasteless. Kristi was topless, except for the two postage-sized clamshells covering her nipples. The bottom half of the costume was a mermaid tail which would’ve been fine had the material not been translucent. Liv could see everything from the crack in her ass to her hairless crotch. It was downright vulgar.