SHIFTER ROMANCE: PARANORMAL ROMANCE: Claimed By The Wolf (Older Man Younger Woman Mail Order Bride Pregnancy Romance) (New Adult Wolf Shifter Romance)

by Ava Frost

  Name: Gregory Kane White III

  Email: talldark&handsome@aol.com (I was among the first into the internet age and have never gotten rid of my AOL account though it has lost its luster)

  Age: (I assumed I wasn’t supposed to out myself by putting 348) 32

  Astrological Sign: Leo

  Favorite Color: Dark Green

  Favorite Book: The Four Agreements

  Perfect date: Champagne and relaxation

  Perfect day: any day I’m alive

  Define your perfect woman: A confident, beautiful creature willing to laugh at my jokes and give me her time

  Thank you so much for inviting Super Natural Dating to mediate the meeting of the love of your life. Check your email to confirm your account and the women tab to look for something you like. Send a wink for interest and a heart to ask for a date. Your happiness is our top priority so you’ll be matched in 24 hours. Happy love finding.

  The faster I get through these dates the better. So I liked and winked at every single woman in the first three pages. Whoever responded first was going to get this D. Date one was a hot mess I’d rather do you a favor and summarize. She was an imp demon with an angelic face and even when she was naked and writhing beneath me, I couldn’t get it up. That didn’t end well, for me or my couch. The second date is tonight and I have to admit I’m not looking forward to it. We’re supposed to go to dinner and then who knows, play it by ear. I dressed as casual as possible, jeans and a dark green button up. In truth, being casual meant the clothes were easy to pull off. After all, I’m not here to find true love, this is all about getting my mojo back. Moe’s was a great rib shack that I found about 5 years ago. I have been going once every couple of months faithfully. You want to see if a girl really wants you, take her somewhere she can’t eat proper or order a salad. I sat at my favorite table, along the back right-hand side, waiting for my beauty in red. She told me she would be wearing a red dress. The door jingled as a tall and very curvy woman pushed it open. She was wearing a red dress but from here, I could smell she was human. I was on my way to being disappointed when I felt it. This “it” was something part horror, part enticement, and part magic. I felt, my inner lion begin to prowl. Seriously, the magic that turns us all, riled and wriggled under my skin. I felt bigger, I felt stronger and I felt the need to hunt. I almost felt bad for the sexy thing walking toward my table, she had no idea what was about to hit her. Everything about her was screaming touch me. Or maybe I just wanted an excuse to do so. So I did. I stood, grabbed her hand and kissed it, lingering longer than I should have. She gasped and everything inside of me wanted to make her make that sound again. “Veronica, nice to meet you.” She smiled demurely, taking in the way my shirt clung to my arms and my physique. “Nice to meet you too,” she paused and I thought she might have forgotten but she didn’t. “Gregory.”

  I do believe my name sounded like heaven on her lips. I was beginning to hyperventilate thinking of me on her tongue. I sat, eager to get out of here. “Did you find the place alright?” I asked, taking the hand resting on the table top into mine. I could feel her pulse racing. Was she feeling the same way I was? Fuck it I thought, leaning over as far as the table would let me go. “I think you are the most beautiful thing I have ever laid eyes on and if you will pardon my frankness, I would really like to see if you taste as sweet as you look.” Her ebony skin glistened and I watched her breasts move with each panted breath. “Do you live nearby?” I took that question as a yes and yanked her to standing with me.

  “I promise if this goes well, I’ll bring you back to have whatever you want,” I whispered in her ear as I wrapped my arm around her shoulder. She was the perfect height, unlike my former conquests, I didn’t have to bend down. Being this close to her ear, I could smell the perfume she had placed in the crook of her neck. I licked it. A salty combination of sweat and pheromones dispersed on my tongue and she, in returned, moaned. “Do that again, and I will take you in the back of this cab,” I said between my teeth as I opened the car door for her. Talking a little louder I said, “And I really don’t want to do that because you deserve a bed.”

  Leaning forward, I pushed a one hundred dollar bill against the glass. “Hey, Buddy. 25 Stanley Ave, make it under 15 minutes and this entire bill is yours.” He didn’t have to be told twice, stepping on the gas pedal so fast we both lurched forward. My hands were on her again, under the guise of protecting her from hitting the glass of course. My fingers were strumming the inside of her thigh but she wasn’t stopping me. I could smell her arousal. God bless that taxi driver, he did what I asked and I threw the bill at him while scoping Veronica up into my arms.

  There was that gasp again. “What?” I asked, walking up the stairs as fast as possible and yanking open my door.

  “You’re carrying me,” She said.

  “I’m aware. Does it bother you?” I asked, setting her down on my bed.

  She shook her head no, causing her big curls to bounce around her face. “No. it was wonderful. I’ve never had that happen before.”

  “Well, I’d be happy to do it anytime. You don’t weigh a thing.” She swatted my arm while unzipping her dress.

  “You know I weigh a good bit more than a thing.”

  But my response was caught in my throat. She was naked and I needed to be inside her. Thank who the hell ever that my mojo was back and agreeing with me as well. She unzipped my pants. “You’re wearing too much.”

  “I agree,” I whispered and then she was hot, wet and sitting on me. Condoms were a very distant thought.

  “Jesus,” I grunted. I couldn’t close my eyes. She was dark brown and her nipples were a shade darker, rounded and hard under my fingers, she was whimpering. The color clash was beautiful. I wasn’t pale, thanks to the glory of being able to stand in the sun. Together we looked like a match made in heaven. I can’t really describe it as anything else. She was riding me and I lifted my hips to meet her for every stroke. I could feel her clutching me, squeezing me tight and the way her tits were bouncing, both she and I were close to climaxing. Hugging her close, I rolled us, so she was on her back and me, on my knees, could go harder.

  “Gregory,” the sound was like her fingers trailing down my spine. She said my name again and I exploded.

  Through a haze I realized, I had shifted into a lion and the pretty naked woman under me was shocked to silence. I once asked my dad what he did when he first shifted and he told me he licked my mom until she came again. He joked, “It’s hard to be scared and bust a nut.” I didn’t think my girl would be into that so I willed myself to human. No one truly knows the forces that control when we shift or what magic calls to the animal in us, but I was proud when I transitioned back.

  “Say something,” I said, collapsing beside her in the bed.

  “That ain’t something you see every day.” I agreed and found myself telling her my story. How I was a shape shifter and everything she knew about the world wasn’t true. I ended with my life having no meaning because I had not found her.

  “Veronica, you changed me. I can’t be my whole self without you.” I brought her hand to my chest to feel my heart beating. “Can’t you feel it? I can. Don’t tell me you don’t. We’re meant to be together.”

  “Figures” she huffed, “I go looking for a rebound and I find true love.”

  I laughed. “Don’t say it like that. Sarcasm makes it sound like I’m spouting bullshit. You know I’m not.”

  “Ok,” she said, sitting up. Her hair was flat in the back and not at all in the cute style she had in the restaurant but she was beautiful. “If I'm honest, every girl wants to be swept off her feet and told she’s someone’s soul mate.” She pumped up the flatten hair on autopilot then looked into my eyes. “But how can I know this is forever?” To my dismay, she pulled the sheets back and climbed under, hiding from me. “I just met you.”

  When I make up my mind about something, it’s a bit hard for me to give up. “So what? People meet people every day,
that doesn’t change how much they mean to you. I’m a shape-shifter. You know that and my people know for a fact when they meet the one. I have never turned into a lion before. I am sure I had the capability but only you can turn me.” I climbed under the covers and pulled her to me, kissing her shoulder and running my hands along the folds of flesh on her waist. “I get it. You’re human and you guys are used to doing things so slow.” I emphasized slow and she giggled, it sounded like a small wind chime. “So if that’s what you need, I can do that for you V.” My hand palmed her butt, slowly moving forward. Her body was calling me. “I’ve lived 300 years without you, I can easily do that time to woo you.” She pushed her butt back at me as if asking for more. Who would I be if I didn’t comply? Spooning, we talked in between thrusts. “I love you Veronica and you don’t have to say it back now, one day you will.” She moaned in agreement and pushed back harder. The covers fell away and there was only us, attached at the hip and conjoined at heart. Her head was laying on my arm and our hands were intertwined. “It may have happened a bit fast for you but it’s been almost a lifetime for me. Say you’ll give us a chance.” I kissed up the base of her neck, to whisper in her ear. “I will never hurt you. I’ll make love to you whenever you want.” I said with conviction. “And when we get married, you can brag to all your friends about my supernatural dick.” She smacked my thigh and laughed out loud.

  “Ok! Ok. Fine. I’ll give this a try.” She sighed, coming apart with a small cry. It was tough to follow that act but I did and couldn’t help smiling. “That was all I wanted to hear.”

  THE END

  Twice the Wolf

  Chapter 1

  Erin watched in horror as the man closed in on the unsuspecting girl. She knew that the girl wasn’t going to make it out alive, but there was nothing she could do. Even if she could stop what was about to happen, she wouldn’t. As the man started to reach for the pretty young woman, he tripped over a brick at his feet and fell to the ground.

  “Shit! Cut,” yelled Erin, “what the heck Cory? Do you know how to walk or is that a new thing for you? Jesus, do you think we have all night?”

  “Sorry Miss O’Neil, maybe if I could get a raise?” Cory said.

  He was joking, of course; he wasn’t getting paid a dime to help his best friend and roommate create her final for film school. None the less, he had to joke with her.

  She didn’t see the humor in it, though. She was running out of time, and he wasn’t the actor she had wanted for the part.

  “Sure, I will pay your rent and not kick your butt out in the cold,” she hissed at him.

  He just laughed at her. She already had her rent paid thanks to a full-ride scholarship.

  “Alright guys, let's call it a night,” she said with a dramatic sigh.

  Nothing was going right, and she needed a stiff drink. She stood up and stretched her back. Her thick frame and ample bosom made sitting for any length of time a little bit difficult. It was a small price to pay for the ability to captivate a man just by donning a low-cut top and a tight pair of jeans. Her mother had always told her she was one of ‘those girls’ who could be a model for real women. Instead, Erin had decided to go into directing.

  “Hey, you’re not mad are you?” Asked Cory as he ran up to her side. In the short time that she had spent putting away her gear, he had changed and was ready for a night on the town.

  “No hon, I’m just tired and ready for this exam to be over,” she replied lovingly.

  “So are you going to hit the town with me tonight?” Asked Cory.

  She gave him a sideways glance and answered, “not a chance cowboy. You’ll have to take on the world by yourself.”

  He laughed before he spoke, “Fine, but you better be ready for Friday. You promised!”

  Erin rolled her eyes at her friend. She had committed to hosting a party the day after finals with her friend. She was pretty sure she could get out of it since she had been drunk at the time. However, it would break Cory's heart, and she couldn’t do that to him. Without waiting for a reply, he gave her a peck on the cheek and trotted off to the waiting car outside the door to the studio. More specifically, he ran to the dark skinned man waiting in the car.

  As she watched him go, she had to envy him a little bit. Cory found love like she found problems. He was always finding someone who was handsome, mysterious, adventurous and filthy rich. She wanted that, just once in her life. She wanted to be swept off her feet and jetted off to Spain or France. It would happen; she told herself reassuringly as she walked to her car. The parking lot was dark and for the first time since she had started production, she felt uneasy. Like someone or something was watching her.

  Erin quickened her pace as she heard rustling in the nearby bush. She cursed under her breath when she realized that her key was buried somewhere deep in her handbag.

  “Excuse me,” said a voice behind her.

  Erin jumped and yelped as she spun around. The man standing behind her was like something from a dream. He was tall, maybe six foot two and dark. His skin looked like a warm mocha latte. The stranger took her breath away with his black hair and penetrating eyes. For several moments, Erin stood looking at him, unable to speak. When he smiled, her desire almost overpowered her. Instead, she cleared her throat and spoke.

  “Can I help you?” She stammered.

  “I am so sorry, but my brother and I were driving, and we got into a bit of a fight. Is there any way I could use your phone? The jerk left me behind.” He said, his eyes telling the story along with his voice.

  “Oh! Um, sure I guess so.” Said Erin, finally able to gather her thoughts, she reached into her purse and pulled out her phone.

  The man smiled at her, making her blush. Before he could call anyone, though, a jet black car squealed through the parking lot and came within inches of her and her car. The stranger dove in front of her protectively, blocking her body with his own rock hard frame. She forgot about the danger as she looked up into his eyes. Dark like his hair, they dripped passion. She wanted to kiss him, and she could feel his own desire for her pressing against her body. The offending car came to a halt and the moment was broken as the man turned to berate the driver.

  “Just what the hell do you think you're doing Cal?” Demanded the man.

  “Cal?” Asked Erin.

  “I am so sorry,” the man let the words linger, waiting for a name.

  “Oh! Erin! Erin O’Neil,” she replied.

  The stranger smiled at her, “Erin. I am so sorry; this would be my jerk brother, Cal. My name is Oden, Oden Denmark. This may seem a little bit forward, but could I buy you dinner?”

  Something about the stranger's name triggered a switch; she couldn’t pinpoint it as she replied, “absolutely.”

  Moments later as Erin pulled away from the two brothers who were now deep into a heated argument, the trigger hit her. She had just given her phone number to the one and only Oden Denmark. The same man who co-owned one of Los Angeles largest production companies.

  Chapter 2

  Erin waited for two days for the call to come. On the morning of the third, she decided that Oden Denmark was like every other man, useless and a liar. She tossed her phone carelessly onto the passenger seat of her car as she drove through the gate of her production studio.

  “Useless men,” she muttered under her breath to the man at the gate.

  Glaring down at her phone, she parked her car and climbed out. Just as she did, it began to vibrate. Erin cursed her own heart for doing a flip when a number appeared that she didn’t recognize. I shouldn’t answer it, she thought, that will show him. She resisted for a few moments but finally caved.

  “Hello,” she said.

  “Erin?” Asked the voice on the other end.

  “Yes, who’s this?” She replied coyly.

  “It’s Cal, Cal Denmark, we met the other night,” he answered.

  Cal? That was not who she had been expected, and it caught her off guard.

  “Oh, oka
y,” she said, stunned.

  He cleared his voice, “listen, I know this is out of the blue, but I just can’t stop thinking of you. My brother would flip if he knew I was calling you. Would you go out with me tonight?”

  Erin was stunned; she didn’t know how to react to him. She thought of all the things she had planned on saying to Oden, but she hadn’t thought about telling Cal anything at all.

  “Hello? Erin,” he asked when she didn’t reply.

  “Oh! Right, I guess it wouldn’t hurt anything. Since you brother hasn’t called, I suppose he wasn’t interested anyways,” she said, a little hostility in her voice.

  “I’m sure he will, he’s just a little slow at times, but I got here first right?” He said playfully.

  She wasn’t taking the bait, though, “well honestly, it’s not the first one who calls, it’s the one I like right?”

  He laughed, and she couldn’t help but smile when she heard the noise.

  “Too bad we can’t just share right?” He said jokingly.

  Erin blushed, she had dreamt of taking both brothers the night before.

  “Hello?” He said again.

  “I’m sorry, I am a little distracted today. Tonight would be perfect for dinner,” she said as she did her best to focus on the conversation and not the thought of both men in bed.

  “Great! Listen, would you be okay with coming here? I have an amazing chef, and he’s been harping on me to use or lose these oysters we caught yesterday.

  “That sounds wonderful,” she replied earnestly.

  “I’ll send a car for you at six okay? Listen, let’s just go casual okay? I hate trying to dress up for first dates,” he said.

  She couldn’t believe how laid back he was, she agreed and hung up after giving him her address. The rest of the day went by in a daze. Somehow, production even went flawlessly. Cory could tell that something was going on with her, but she wasn’t ready to share everything with him just yet. She still wasn’t sure it was real herself. She decided to see how the night went before filling in her friend on everything.