by Kim Fox
Joan butted in again, looking like she couldn’t contain her excitement. “Tell them how you-” She couldn’t finish. She was laughing too hard.
“Somebody get this girl a bear muzzle,” Ashton said, laughing along.
The little alpha’s laughter was contagious as she snorted and whined, that soon everyone was laughing hysterically before the story even started.
“Alright,” Cole said, waving his hands in the air. “This is my show.”
Joan lifted the blanket on her lap over her mouth to hide her giggles.
“I had just turned eighteen and was fulfilling the biggest dream of my life,” Cole explained, his voice tense and serious. “Every year the small town that I grew up in hosted a county fair. There was something that I always wanted to do but you had to be eighteen to participate.”
“Strippers?” Rory asked with a laugh. That had been Candice’s guess as well.
“No,” Cole said, grinning. “Better. A hot dog eating competition.”
He explained how he had practiced for years, slamming down hot dogs like a garbage disposal. He had entered the competition and was trying to impress the girl that he liked, Betsy Connors.
“I was smoking everybody,” Cole said, waving his hands as he spoke. “I was eating two at a time, swallowing them whole. The workers at the fair couldn’t restock the hot dogs in front of me fast enough, I was moving so quick.”
“I’ve never been more attracted to you,” Jennifer said in a sarcastic voice.
“Just wait,” Cole said, sticking his finger up at her. “It gets worse. So, the bountiful Betsy was sitting in the front row wearing a low cut shirt and I was shoving the hot dogs down faster and faster, impressing the shit out of her.”
“Nothing impresses me more than a man swallowing whole wieners,” Lauren said, giggling.
“Me too,” Joan said, laughing. “I’d definitely let a man like that touch my boobs.”
Cole ignored both of them, continuing with his story. “Then my stomach stopped cooperating. It was a slight tremor at first and then it felt like my stomach was a two liter of Coke and someone was shaking the shit out of it.”
“Oh, God,” Candice said, too afraid to laugh.
“Yes!” Cole said, grinning. “I projectile vomited over the first three rows and half of the fourth row.”
“And Betsy?” Candice asked, feeling sorry for the poor girl.
“Covered,” Cole said, smiling.
“Tell her about the wiener,” Joan said, perking up in her chair.
Cole grinned. “When the storm of puke finally settled and my stomach was nice and empty, I looked at Betsy and her bountiful rack and she had a full unchewed hot dog wiener sticking out of her cleavage, planted firmly between her breasts.”
Candice joined in the laughter, shaking her head as Cole stood proudly. “Did you get to touch them?” she asked. She always liked a happy ending.
“Her breasts?” Cole asked. “Negative. She never talked to me again.”
“Wow,” Jennifer said, staring at her man in disbelief. “I’m such a lucky woman.”
“Yeah you are,” Cole said, pumping his fist as he ignored her sarcasm.
She rolled her eyes as she turned back to the group. “I have just the thing to wash away the bad taste that you surely must be tasting after hearing that disgusting story.”
Jennifer went into her trailer and came back a minute later with a large Tupperware in her hands. The top was sealed but Candice could still smell something delicious inside.
“What do you have there?” Candice asked, leaning forward.
Lauren’s eyes lit up brighter than the campfire. “These are the best! Wait until you try one, Candice. You’re never going to want to leave our crew.”
I already don’t want to leave it.
Jennifer opened the Tupperware in front of Candice with a knowing grin on her face. “Deep fried brownie fritters,” she said, holding them out. “With melted milk chocolate poured on top.”
Candice moaned as she looked at the delectable desserts in front of her, wanting to eat all of them. She’d already had a big steak with fries and dessert at the restaurant but she would make room for these.
“Thank you,” she said, picking one up and salivating at the thought of putting it into her mouth. “They look amazing.”
“They are amazing!” Lauren said.
Jennifer lowered the Tupperware again and leaned in. “Take some more,” she whispered. “I won’t tell.”
Candice took two more and popped one into her mouth as Jennifer passed them around to the rest of the crew. Holy brownie balls they were good!
Once she was finished with the first one she had a very difficult decision to make: Either be polite and compliment Jennifer on her fabulous cooking or stuff another one into her mouth immediately.
She went with the latter.
Everyone was quiet as they ate, enjoying the sweetness of the desserts as well as the sweetness of each other’s company.
Candice licked the melted chocolate off of her fingers when she was finished and washed it down with the beer. It was getting smoother as she drank and she was starting to like it now, even if it was making her a little tipsy.
“I’ve never met a fox shifter before,” Rhett said, looking at her as he ate his dessert.
She smiled back at him. “And I’ve never met a skin shifter before.”
“I’ve never met any kind of shifter before I met you guys,” Lauren added.
A raven came flying out of nowhere and landed on Rhett’s arm. The brave bird snatched the half eaten dessert out of his hand and flew away, cawing as Rhett cursed at it.
“Stupid bird!” he cried as Joan snorted out a laugh at him. “I’ll show him.”
Candice watched with fascination as Rhett’s body stilled and his eyes began to glow a bright white.
“What’s he doing?” Candice asked.
“He’s trying to get his dessert back,” Ashton said with a laugh.
Rory leaned in. “He’s channeling the bird. He can slide into the animal’s skin and control it.”
“Wow,” Candice mouthed as the bird circled back and landed on Rhett’s frozen body. He still had the deep fried brownie fritter in his beak.
“That’s incredible,” Candice said as Rhett made the bird drop the dessert into his open palm. The raven turned to her, tilted his head to the side and gave her a little wink.
“It’s not so incredible when you have to clean bird shit off of your truck for the fifth time in a day,” Ashton said, still picking at his dessert.
The raven turned its head toward Ashton and cawed.
“Yeah,” Ashton said, laughing as he talked to the bird that had his friend stuck inside. “What are you going to do about it?”
The bird flew forward and grabbed the brownie fritter from Ashton’s hand in one swift fluid motion.
“Hey!” Ashton screamed as the bird took off, flying up in the air where the bear shifter couldn’t catch it.
Rhett’s eyes returned to normal as he released his hold on the bird. He grinned at Ashton as he popped the retrieved brownie fritter into his mouth.
“Jerk,” Ashton said as everyone laughed.
“Don’t worry,” Jennifer said, pulling out another Tupperware from behind her chair. “I made more.”
She passed around the second batch while Ashton handed out some more beers. “What’s it like to fly?” Candice asked Rhett. “It must be incredible.”
“It is,” he said, nodding. “Especially in Montana. The scenery is so stunning. But the craziest experience that I’ve had is when I channeled a dolphin. Those things can move!”
He told a story of when he was a teenager and at the beach on vacation. A kid got pulled out too far by the strong tide and the lifeguard wasn’t going to be able to get there in time.
Rhett had found a pod of dolphins swimming nearby. He channeled one and was able to get to the kid before he drowned.
“It was incredible,” he said, smi
ling as he remembered it. “I tucked the nose under his chest and swam him back to shore. You should have seen how loud the crowd on the beach was cheering for me.”
Candice could have imagined it. She loved dolphins. They were so beautiful and majestic.
“I gave them a real show after,” he said with a laugh. “I was flipping out of the water and doing the moonwalk on my tail.”
“Sounds incredible,” Candice said.
Joan smiled at her man as she snuggled a little closer to his muscular body. “I think I’m ready for bed,” she said, looking at up at him with desire-filled eyes.
She looked like she was ready for something but it wasn’t sleeping.
Jennifer and Cole headed to bed next and then Ashton and Lauren until it was only Rory and Candice left.
“I should go,” she said, wanting more than anything to stay.
“It’s so late to drive home,” Rory said as he held her hand, stroking his thumb over her skin. “You can stay here for the night. There are some empty rooms in the inn.”
Candice nodded, wanting to stay as close to Rory as she could. She didn’t ever want to go home.
“Okay,” she said softly. “I’d like that.”
He kissed her on the lips before getting up and holding his hand out for her. “Come.”
She yawned as they walked back to the inn under the cover of moonlight. It was late out and she was tired after their full fun day.
“Goodnight, Bubbles,” she said, smiling to her fishy friend as they walked through the reception area to the stairs that led up to the rooms.
Rory pulled out his keys and opened the door at the end of the hall for her. It was the nicest room they had with a big fireplace and a huge king bed.
“Don’t sleep in too late,” Rory said, between kisses. “I’ll make you the best breakfast that you’ve ever had.”
“Mmmm,” she said, licking his sweet taste off of her lips. “I can’t wait.”
He said goodnight and left like a gentleman, not asking for more even though he probably would have gotten more if he had asked for it.
She quickly washed up and undressed down to her bra and underwear, and slipped into the soft comfy bed.
“This is heaven,” she moaned as her head hit the pillow.
She laid awake, thinking of Rory and the wonderful day that she had. Was it possible to already be in love with him, because that’s exactly what she felt like? It felt like love.
You should have invited him to stay the night.
It was too late now. He was probably back at his trailer already.
A soft knock at the door startled her and she turned as the door slowly crept open. Rory walked in, looking dark with the light of the hallway behind him.
Candice could feel her heartbeat pounding in her chest as he slowly closed the door behind him and walked to the bed. Without a word he slipped off his pants and shirt and slid between the sheets to join her.
He rested his head on the pillow and smiled as they watched each other.
“I couldn’t wait until breakfast,” he whispered.
Her fingers tingled as her body craved to be touched by him.
“I’m glad you came back,” she said, getting lost in his eyes. “I didn’t want to wait either.”
Their bodies came together, fitting perfectly as they kissed. It was long and romantic with their fingers entwined together under the sheets.
Her pulse started racing as his hand slipped out of hers and slid up her naked ribs, cupping her breast over her lacy bra. Her nipples hardened against the fabric as she moaned, wanting to feel his palm on her aching buds.
She was already so wet and she was getting even wetter as he kissed a wet trail down the soft slope of her neck. Her pussy began throbbing as he pressed his hard erection against her inner thigh. He was so hard and unexpectedly big that it made her gasp.
“I’ve been dreaming about this since the first moment I saw you,” Rory said, peeling down her bra strap and kissing the tender skin underneath.
“So have I,” she gasped, her breaths coming out ragged and hoarse.
She had wanted Rory so bad. Every time that his muscular arm bumped into her or whenever she got a whiff of his rugged scent as he leaned over her desk at work, she dreamed of this moment.
He was such a nice and sweet guy, which made him even sexier. She couldn’t resist his smile and was so happy that she didn’t have to anymore. Anytime that she wanted to, she could lean over and kiss his sexy lips.
He tugged her bra down, letting her breasts spill free. She licked her lips as he gave her pert nipples a hungry look before descending on them with greedy lips and a savage tongue.
She slid her hands through his hair, pulling him into her as he drew a nipple into his mouth and sucked. Her eyes closed and she began panting as his tongue swirled and snaked over her tingling skin.
He shifted between her legs as he moved to the other breast, pressing his hard dick against her aching mound.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned as his hard shaft reached her throbbing clit. She wrapped her legs around his body, hooking her ankles together, and held him in place against her pearl.
Rory continued down, kissing a path over her stomach and leaving goosebumps along the way. Her pussy was soaking when he slid his hard body down between her legs, kissing her inner thighs as he positioned himself to taste her.
Her heart was fluttering as he dipped his finger inside the line of her panties and pulled it to the side, exposing her sex. Fuck. A warm shiver exploded through her, making her back arch off the bed as he dragged a hot slow tongue up her soaking folds.
“Fuck,” she groaned, grabbing the sheets with clenched fists as he lifted his tongue ready to hit her again.
Her back arched off the bed like a bridge as he sucked on her clit and slipped two fingers inside of her, rubbing her sweet spot.
“Oh, Rory,” she moaned, massaging her breasts as she glanced down at his taut back muscles between her legs. This was so hot. Who knew that the sweet guy with the nice words had such a skilled and dirty tongue?
He kept a steady rhythm with his tongue like he was determined to make her come before he got up and claimed her. Candice didn’t mind at all, she just ground her hips to the rhythm, gripping his hair as she grabbed onto her orgasm and let go.
The beautiful heat was swirling through her, making her cry out as she closed her eyes and gasped for breath. She barely noticed him taking off her underwear as well as his own, and then climbing back on top of her with his hard cock in his hand.
She gasped in surprise as the tip of his dick hit her wet opening, sliding in with ease. “Fuck, Rory,” she moaned as he pushed deep inside of her.
His cock was so big, stretching her out as he thrust forward. He groaned in her ear, enjoying her tightness.
She had fantasized many times about what it would feel like to have Rory claim her like this, but this was beyond anything that she had imagined. His cock seemed to fit her perfectly, hitting every spot as he pushed in and out.
He picked up the pace, fucking her with a new intensity that had her crying out for more. The bed slammed into the wall with every stroke. She screamed out his name, which made him amp up the pace even more.
“Oh, God,” she screamed as he drove into her over and over again, relentlessly pounding into her until her body couldn’t take any more. She finally gave in, erupting in a mind-shattering orgasm under him.
He was quick to follow, letting out a carnal roar as he came deep within her, his muscles so stiff that he felt like he was going to shatter under her fingertips.
She couldn’t move, she couldn’t breathe. Candice shut her eyes against the spinning room and grabbed onto his hard body until her body went limp. Her legs fell off him and began shaking on the bed as the orgasm swirled through her, easing in intensity with every second that passed.
“Fuck,” she groaned when the worst of it had passed. “Best first date ever.”
Rory rolled off o
f her, barely able to lift his head off of the pillow. He grabbed her hand with his and smiled weakly. “Best first date ever.”
But of course it was the best first date ever.
It was with Rory.
And everything was the best when Rory was involved.
Because he was the best.
seven
“Not in a million years,” Cole said, grinning like a bully.
“I’ll do your laundry for three months,” Rory said. He cringed, picturing what it would be like to have to touch the huge bear shifter’s dirty underwear.
“How about three decades?” Cole said, loving this.
Rory sighed. He was trying to get Cole to help him out by covering the reception desk for the day. It was the morning after the best day of Rory’s life and he really wanted Cole to cover for Candice so that they could enjoy another carefree day of falling in love.
Rory bit his bottom lip as he glanced back at the inn. She was still sleeping in after a sleepless night of lovemaking and he wanted to have the good news ready for her when she woke up.
“Come on,” Rory said, getting ready to beg. “I helped you when you were hooking up with Jennifer.”
“No, you didn’t,” he shot back with a laugh. “You guys were all trying to cockblock me because you all wanted her for Ashton.”
“I helped clean the kitchen when you two set it on fire,” Rory said.
“Not the same thing,” Cole said, shaking his head. “It’s my day off. I want to go fishing.”
“I’ll buy you all of the fish that you can eat at the grocery store,” Rory pleaded, almost ready to drop to his knees.
“That’s a start,” Cole said, crossing his arms over his chest. “What else are you going to buy me?”
Jennifer came walking over at the perfect time. “Good morning, Rory,” she said, looking extra chipper. She was carrying a bag of fresh produce into the inn.
“Let me grab that for you,” Rory said, grinning at Cole as he took the bag.
“Thank you,” she said, smiling as she walked alongside him. “It was fun getting to know Candice last night. It seems that you two are really hitting it off well.”
“It’s been pure magic,” he said, smiling to himself as Cole followed. “You know those first few dates when you’re falling in love and you can’t seem to focus on anything except for the other person?”