BOX SET: Shifter 4-Pack Vol 2 (Wolf Shifter, Dragon Shifter, Mafia, Billionaire, BBW, Alpha) (Werewolf Weredragon Paranormal Fantasy Romance Collection)

by Candace Ayers

  “Lean forward, Mira. Back first,” he said, in a quiet growling tone.

  He placed two fingers behind her neck, encouraging her to lean forward. He massaged her skin with the soap-covered loofa spreading the lather along her back. Cade smiled at her sigh of bliss; he loved giving her pleasure. He could become addicted to this.

  With each stroke of the loofa, he used his other hand, pressing his thumb into the tense knots, slowly work them out, much to Mira’s delight. He frowned at feeling so many knots and kinks, and now that he looked closer, he could also see a few scars. Small ones dotted her back, but some were more like angry slashes there as well. It looked almost as if she’d had to defended herself. He felt his wolf become irate at discovering more injuries on his mate. His wolf battled for control, but Cade was able to stifle him. He certainly didn’t want to terrify the woman. She'd evidently had enough of that in her life.

  Even without her speaking about it, he could tell that this lovely creature had been a victim not once, but countless times. He leaned forward, pressing a kiss on the back of her neck, smiling as he felt her shiver and moan quietly. By the sound of it, Mira was deeply relaxed from his efforts to work out her tension. He let his hand dip into the water, setting the loofa to the side and massaging her back, mindful of the marks.

  “Mmm -Cade that feels... Ah...” She shuddered and arched against his hands. Her head tilted to the side as he planted gentle kisses along her neck. It had been a while since anyone had treated her so tenderly, and this was an unbelievably intimate experience for her. Not only was she highly aroused, but she also felt safe and secure, even while her heart was pumping hard in her chest, arms limp at her sides. This was amazing, experiencing Cade’s rough, yet gentle hands along her back, her muscles loosened entirely and she closed her eyes.

  A soft bite made her gasp, goosebumps rising along her flesh, though rather than pull away, she leaned into it. His affectionate touches were getting... Rougher? She glanced at him. Cade cupped her cheeks and drew her head to the side, pressing his lips against hers with far more hunger this time. Mira let out a shaky moan as he nibbled her bottom lip. Her body leaned into him deepening the kiss of her own accord.

  Cade increased the ferocity of his kiss and accompanied it with his tender touches. Lather slid down her neck and he gently swirled the loofa just above her breasts. Mira hadn't felt a lust like this in a very long time. God, she wanted this man. She wanted all of him. Without the loofa, his hand moved to her breasts massaging them with slick, soapy later.

  His grip became stronger and he firmly squeezed and massaged her ample breasts. How could a man handle her breasts so gently and yet so roughly? He raked his fingertips along her sensitive skin, leaving pleasure-filled welts, and scraped gently over her nipples. He pinched her tightly pebbled nipples between his thumb and forefinger as his mouth began a sweet assault of her neck.

  He kissed, licked, sucked, and nipped at the flesh of her neck. Her body was writhing in pleasure as Cade raked his teeth down to her throat while his strong hands massaging the underside of her breasts and flicked her nipples.

  “Cade, please, I... Mmm...” a whisper of a cry left Mira's lips, but Cade continued pleasuring her, roughly twisting her nipple, before stroking it soothingly. Every inch of her body felt alive with the electricity of his touch.

  His hand slid over her soft belly creeping its way downward while the other hand continued to stroke her breast, his eyes were now watching her reaction. Mira's eyes met Cade's and she moaned as his hand dipped suddenly down, fingers brushing over the lips of her sex.

  For someone that had been so terrified of men, she couldn't seem to get enough of this one. Her body jerked and writhed against his teasing fingers in anticipation. The corner of his mouth turned up before he leaned in to place another bite on her neck.

  “Careful, you'll spill all the water out of the tub,” Cade whispered against her ear, a teasing tone to his voice. Mira tried to summon a glare for him, but couldn’t quite manage it when his finger suddenly slipped inside her. Another shaky sound left her throat and he swiftly pressed his mouth to hers, muffling the sound and grinning lightly against her lips. He swallowed down every sound she made, relishing the muffled moans of bliss. Her body arched against his hand begging for more.

  His finger moved slowly, grinding deep within and sliding back out slowly, and then he added a second finger, filling her completely. Her insides clenched snugly at his digits. She was practically purring, lost in the blinding pleasure of his touch. When his thumb brushed against her clit, her eyes widened at the shocks of pleasure that shot through her body. His thumb massaged circles around her sensitive nub as his fingers thrust into and back out of her pussy, making her toes curl from the pleasure. She could feel the warm tingle building and building, her eyes were watering from her body’s hyper- arousal. She felt light-headed from the overwhelming sensations. Mira struggled to speak, to warn him, but he kept his mouth bearing down on hers. A firm bite of her lower lip made her fall apart.

  Her scream was muffled by his mouth, her body arched and her hands clutched at his forearm tightly. She felt herself reflexively tremble. A searing pleasure that started in her core shot through her to every nerve ending in her body. Cade was aware of each tiny reaction, and the hand that had been stroking her breast was quickly rerouted. He curled his arm around her tightly, holding her securely as he continued to pump and flick her pussy, making damn sure that she was spent.

  Mira's thrashing eventually stopped and she collapsed back against the arm that held her. Her breathing was shallow, her body still a spasmodic delight of sensations. Cade reveled in the look on her face- a hint of a smile bathed in the warm afterglow of intense release. He would love nothing more than to be the man who put that look on her face every day for the rest of her life.

  “That was amazing. I didn't know I could, ah, come that powerfully.” Her cheeks had a pinkish tint.

  Cade beamed with pride. “You need some rest; it’s off to bed with you,” he said. Unbeknownst to him, his eyes glowed a beautiful golden color. Mira smiled as she recognized the color. He lifted her out of the tub and wrapped her in a fluffy terry towel.

  She relaxed against her wolf, her fierce protector.

  Chapter 10

  She looks like an angel Cade thought as he watched her lying on his bed sleeping heavily. Her face was softer than before. It made his inner wolf even more protective of her.

  He was suddenly afraid. He began pacing the room. What would happen when the storm died down, and her leg healed sufficiently? Cade smothered the growl that tried to escape from his chest. What exactly did he wish to gain from this? A lover, a beloved, a play toy? Certainly not just a play toy, his feelings for her were far too strong. Mira shifted on the bed and let out a contented little sigh. His shaft was rock-hard at this point, the desire to bed her was overwhelming. He didn’t trust himself to lie beside her.

  He thought about how open she’d been to his touches, smiling at him and granting him permission. His cock throbbed at the thought and he realized that he hadn't relieved himself in so long, he was afraid that he might just cum as soon as his engorged cock filled her. He so desperately wanted to wake her and fill her, hear her scream out his name, though he desired more than a simple rutting.

  He wanted to make love to her. He wanted her to feel cherished and loved. Actually, if he were to be honest with himself, he wanted her to feel like the only place she belonged was with him. He was determined to make that happen. He had to. He would have to win her over fully before she would agree to stay and be his mate, and for that, he needed time. How much, though?

  Forcing himself to be still, he sat on a chair by the window staring through the slight separation in the draperies and watching the wind whipping snow through the air. He let himself close his eyes and rest for a short time.

  His lovely Goddess was awake, wide awake, and so was his penis. In fact, it was free from the confines of his pants and standing boldly
at attention- mere inches from her flirtatiously brazen grin. His look of surprise earned him a small giggle from her. A sudden dart of her tongue along his shaft, made him grip the chair's arms tightly and that’s when he noticed he was unable to move his arms freely. Each arm had a length of rope expertly tied around it, binding it to the chair.

  “And what is the meaning of this, Mira?” Cade questioned. Before answering, she took a slow, leisurely lick from the base of his cock to the tip, suckling on the delicate underside, enticing the groan that escaped his lips.

  “Well, the purpose, Cade, is to have you tell me the truth. I doubt you would hand it over easily, but... I need to know. You were the one that saved me, weren't you?” Mira's eyes bore into him. She gently kissed the tip of his swollen cock, never breaking eye contact.

  A heated look passed over his features, a mixture of anger, fear, and confusion. He had no right to be angry with her, but how had she figured it out? His body jolted as her lips opened slipping onto his dick and sliding all the way down, taking it all in her mouth, constricting her throat around the delicate muscle as she nuzzled the fuzz at its base with her nose.

  Cade let out a ragged sound- a mix of a growl and moan. His hips lifted off of the chair and his pelvis ground against her face. After a few seconds, she slid her mouth slowly back up. His eyes were riveted to the sight of her saliva along his dick, a string of it dangling from her lips to the tip. His Goddess was a vixen. A lovely little vixen.

  Mira smiled at that look in his eyes, her hand gently stroked his shaft while the other fondled his balls. His head tilted back in bliss. She knew how to both torture and pleasure him, it seemed. Her touch was skilled, teasing him and leaving him breathless. Finally, he couldn't take anymore.

  “F-Fuck, Mir... It was! Damn it, it's me, I'm... Augh, no, don't squeeze so much, I'll-,” Cade started, and then groaned as the tip of his cock found the back of her throat again as a reward for his honesty. His hands gripped the armrests of the chair tightly, so tightly that the wood creak dangerously under his hold.

  “You answered truthfully. Thank you, Cade.” She flashed him a radiant smile, full of adoration, before hungrily devouring his cock once more. Her head bobbed up and down, the suction so hard that it made Cade jerk his hips. One of her hands pressed against his stomach to still him, the other held her hair back from her face so he could get a good view of his cock as it slid in and out of her mouth. She watched his elation as she sucked on him, skillfully manipulating him towards a release in her throat.

  A sharp growl left Cade's throat and he jerked, powerless to stop his climax. His member throbbed and his seed suddenly exploded from his cock in a series of spurts as he continued to thrust against her lips as best he could. Her mouth milked his length for all it was worth- every last drop. He moaned out loudly, again and again, feeling that beast inside of him rear up, demanding he claim her. He barely had the will to resist. He couldn’t live with himself if he hurt her, or scared her, though in the next moment, his bindings fell away and Mira stood smiling in front of him- bare naked as a babe.

  A single thought filled her mind, as she stood offering herself to him, her injured leg shaking. He more than saved her life from a pack of wolves; he saved her from herself. This man, in less than a day, captured her heart and soul. She needed to be with him.

  Cade understood the look in her eyes and expression on her face. She needed him as much as he needed her. He stood, kicked off his pants and boxers that had fallen down around his ankles, and tugged off his shirt tossing it to the floor. His fast movement caused her to stumble backwards slightly, but Cade caught her in his arms and lifted her from the ground, cupping her rear, encouraging her to wrap her good leg around him.

  He could smell her arousal. In fact, she had been dripping wet from the moment she tied him up and took his manhood in her mouth. Mira’s good leg was curled around his waist and his lips descended over hers fiercely. He walked with her as their tongues intertwined passionately and his erection poked between her thighs, teasing her.

  The Werewolf carried his Goddess into the living room and carefully placed her on the bearskin rug that covered the floor in front of a huge fireplace lit with a roaring fire.

  Chapter 11

  “Cade, are you alright?” She stared with concern at the man above her whose golden eyes were glassy with tears. Cade let out a small chuckle, nodding once.

  “There’s something else I need to tell you.” The flames flickered, bathing him in a soft warm glow. “Wolf shifters, werewolves, only ever have one true mate. Only one woman that we can bond completely with. Most of us never find our mate. As a wolf shifter, I’ve always known this. Well, today, I found her.” He paused as Mira let his words sink in. He lowered his cheek to hers and his lips brushed against her earlobe. His voice was a raspy whisper. “You are mine, Mira. Stay with me; marry me. Be my wife, my mate… Please.”

  “Cade, I…” she began.

  “Wait, Ummm… there’s more.” He sounded slightly panicked. “I will always protect you, look after you and keep you safe.”

  Her lips curled in a radiant smile. “I…” she resumed.

  “Wait… And I will always love you. Always. This I promise you with my whole heart.”

  “Done now?” she asked, her choked voice barely above a whisper. He nodded. “Then, yes. Yes… to everything.”

  In one smooth movement, Cade caught her neck in his mouth and thrust his hips forward, burying his length deep inside her. A choked whimper came from her throat and rolled over her tongue as she felt his girth filling her. His hips pulled back slowly before thrusting forward again, the whole time he made love marks along the flesh of her neck, bruising and marking her as his own. He nearly laughed as her nails dug into his back. Her soft whimpers caused him to gently raise her injured leg from the path of pressure and shift his thrusts slightly, each one grinding into her. He kept her leg raised and out of the way, and her whimpers became cries of ecstasy, the tip of his cock hitting the deepest part of her channel.

  He brought his hand to her breast, cradling it, cupping it and teasing her nipple gently. He flicked his tongue over her nipple, before sucking and then raking his teeth over it. She felt a tingling, like an electric current run from her nipple down to her pussy.

  Mira felt the beginnings of a warm tingle in her core, and as her cries and moans became a bit higher-pitched, his thrusts quickened. She cried out urgently before she fell apart, screaming out Cade’s name in pure blissful pleasure as her orgasm rocked through her. Sharp, animalistic sounds left Cade's throat, grunts and growls, before Mira felt the warm pulsing jets of his seed deep within her. She writhed in abandon, moaning out deeper still as she felt pulse after pulse of his cum filling her until it was overflowing onto her thighs.

  The two were lying naked on the warm, thick rug, wrapped up in one another’s post-love making embrace, completely sated.

  “You've made me the happiest Werewolf in the world, Mira,” Cade muttered.

  Mira, eyes were closed and she was teetering on the edge of sleep. She heard him, though. He was amazing. He saved her life, in every way that she needed saving, and now he tells her how happy she’s made him?

  Mira looked up at him in awe. She could feel the sting of joyful tears at the back of her eyes. “Cade,” she mumbled drowsily, “I love you, too.”

  THE END

  KODIAK ISLAND SHIFTERS

  Sterling Bear Clan

  WYATT

  STORY DESCRIPTION

  Can an arctic polar bear shifter and a tropical flamingo shifter really be true mates?

  A rare polar bear shifter in a clan of grizzly’s, Wyatt is poised to assume the role of Alpha to the Sterling Shifter Clan- and none too soon. Tensions between opposing wolf packs are running high and war is inevitable.

  There’s only one problem, all Alpha’s must be mated and Wyatt has yet to find his mate.

  It’s not for lack of trying, though. Wyatt’s been on a string of endless bad dates
- all to no avail.

  Always the innovative businessman, Wyatt’s brother Colton devises a plan- hire a mate!

  Haley is in a bind. She needs money, and she needs it fast. When she expresses interest in an obscure ad, events spiral out of control and she finds herself stuck in small Alaskan town being catered to by a hot polar bear shifter with lots of secrets!

  Haley has a few secrets of her own, though. Secrets that have caused her to rule out dating altogether.

  The “no strings” gig sounded perfect, but the mouthwateringly handsome Alpha who so tenderly cares for her is throwing a wrench into her plans.

  THIS IS BOOK 2 OF THE KODIAK ISLAND SHIFTERS SERIES AND CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE

  Chapter one

  The boy was tired and cold. The last meal he’d eaten was breakfast. It was oatmeal, which he didn’t really like, but his mom always said it would make him healthy and strong, so he had to eat up.

  His mom was washing up and singing a song when Simeon and his friends arrived. He was scared of Simeon. He had dark, dark eyes that always glinted as if he knew a secret you didn’t. He didn’t like children. Not even pup children.

  He’d been sent to his room. His mom had smiled a really big smile and said he should be a good boy and go and play with his toys, but she was crying.

  He hadn’t been a good boy. From the top of the stairs he’d heard everything, the horrible whispered voice of Simeon, sounding like a snake, not a wolf. Then his mom had been screaming, screaming and screaming. It was so loud.