The Shifter's Mate (Other World Series Book Three)

by Ramona Gray

  He winked at her before dipping his head and sliding his tongue across her wet and swollen clit. She moaned loudly and clamped her thighs around his head as her pelvis arched and her fingers tightened in his hair. He sucked on her clit, sliding his thick fingers in and out of her tight center, until she made a sharp cry and her body shook violently.

  He licked away her sweet-tasting cream before sliding up her body and positioning himself between her thighs. His cock probed at her entrance and she reached down and took him in her hand, stroking him firmly before guiding him into her.

  He sunk into her with a harsh moan and she wrapped her legs around his hips and kissed him. She could taste herself on his lips and it sent a dark arrow of desire through her as he thrust in and out of her. As her mate’s moans grew louder and the steady rhythm of his body grew more erratic, she stroked his face lightly.

  “I love you, Kane.”

  “I love you too, Reese.”

  * * *

  Kane rubbed Reese’s leg gently. “Is your leg all right, my love?”

  “It’s fine, Kane. It’s been almost two months.” She stretched in the bed and he cupped her breast before placing a light kiss on her nipple.

  She grinned at him. “I’m gonna need a bit more recovery time, big guy.”

  He laughed and relaxed against the pillows beside her. After a moment she flipped on to her stomach and propped her hands under her chin.

  “You’re worried about him.”

  “Aye, a little.”

  “It’s only been a couple months since you became alpha, Kane. He needs time to adjust to that as well as the fact that you’re mated to a human. He hates humans and he has a good reason for it.”

  “Has he been rude to you?” Kane asked anxiously.

  “Of course he hasn’t. He doesn’t speak much to me but I understand why. Radek is trying his best and that’s all we can ask for.”

  Kane stared at the ceiling. “He spends too much time away from the pack. Even now, he is gone again. It has been nearly a week since he left.”

  “I’m sorry, I know you miss him.”

  “I do. And so does Raina.”

  Reese rubbed his chest. “Raina will be fine. She has Mia to keep her company.”

  “Aye, and you,” Kane replied. “Every time I walk into my cabin, she and Mia are in here giggling about something.”

  She poked him in the chest. “She enjoys being here and I enjoy her company.”

  “Aye, I know, my love. And I love that you are so sweet to my pack mates but sometimes I want to be alone with my mate in the middle of the day.”

  He squeezed her ass and gave her a dirty little grin. She rolled her eyes. “We have plenty of alone time in the evenings for sex. I can barely walk as it is, Kane. If we add afternoon sex, you’ll have to carry me around.”

  He laughed loudly and she kissed his chest before relaxing against him. After half an hour, he stirred beneath her and she sat up and pouted at him. “It’s dark and raining.”

  “Aye, I know. But it’s the best time for hunting. Food is growing scarce as it gets colder and we must make sure we have enough to last us through the winter.”

  “Will it snow soon?” She asked as he climbed out of bed and stretched.

  “Aye, I think so.”

  “Adina and I are going to pick plants tomorrow and see if we can get the last of the charkas before they drop.” She sat up and tucked the covers around her naked body.

  He gave her an anxious look. “Do not go alone, Reese. If I am not back by the morning, you are not to go into the forest until I return.”

  “I know.” She smiled at him. “Stop worrying, Kane. Borek and Deena are going to go with us.”

  “Good.” He leaned over and kissed her. “Get some sleep. I will see you in the morning.”

  “Be careful.” She returned his kiss, letting her tongue trace his upper lip as she dropped the blanket and pressed her naked breasts against his chest. He groaned before pulling away from her.

  “You do that on purpose, human.”

  “What?” She said sweetly.

  “I am going hunting. When I return, you will pay for that.”

  “I look forward to it,” she said tartly.

  He laughed and shook his head before opening the door to the cabin. “Sleep well, my love.”

  * * *

  The pack of wolves moved silently through the dark forest. Their alpha trotted at the front. His fur rippled in the cold wind as he inhaled repeatedly. The thunderstorm had finally stopped and moisture dripped steadily from the trees as he searched for the scent of the deer. He growled under his breath when another strange and unfamiliar scent drifted to him on the wind.

  He followed the scent with his pack following dutifully behind him. When they heard the voices, he froze and made a warning growl to the pack. They stopped and waited patiently as he cocked his head and sniffed the air. He moved forward cautiously, his large paws not making a sound on the damp ground until he could see the humans through the trees. He chuffed quietly and nudged Theran and Hanif with his head before staring at the other pack members. One by one they slipped silently into the trees until they were hidden.

  He moved forward, followed by Theran and Hanif, and gave a low growl.

  The group swung around, their eyes widening at the sight of the wolves. A dark-haired woman wearing a collar around her neck and a tiny skirt and top whispered, “Does anyone have a weapon?”

  Kane blinked at her. The woman had the same scent as Reese and his heart thudded heavily in his chest as one of the men held up a dagger. “I have this.”

  “We don’t need weapons,” a short woman replied. “We have Val.”

  Kane chuffed in surprise when the creature with the long hair hissed at him and revealed sharp fangs.

  “Val, wait.” The dark-haired woman grabbed his arm. “Just wait and – “

  Kane shifted to his human form. Behind him, Theran and Hanif did the same and he studied the group silently.

  “Shifters,” a blond man breathed. “Perhaps we are still on our world, after all.”

  Hanif frowned at Kane. “What manner of creature has teeth like that, Kane? And why do they smell so,” he wrinkled his nose, “dreadful.”

  “I do not know, Hanif,” Kane replied.

  The blond man sighed loudly. “Fuck. Not our world. Stupid fucking ball of light sending us who the fuck knows where.”

  Kane stiffened and frowned at the man. “What did you say, creature?”

  “Creature? I have a name,” the man hissed.

  Kane growled loudly and the man hissed again as the dark-haired woman held her hands up.

  Okay, um, before we get off on the wrong foot, let’s just everyone take a deep breath. My name’s Abby. These are my friends, and we’re not from around here. So we’re just going to head on out and um, it was really great to meet you. Take care, okay?”

  Kane growled again and took a step toward her. The creature named Val pushed the woman behind him and bared his fangs. “Take one more step toward her and I’ll have your head.”

  “I would like to see you try,” Kane said softly. “I don’t know what you are but you do not frighten me.”

  Val glared at him. “You would be wise to be frightened of me, shifter.”

  “Val, stop!” Abigail squeezed his arm and gave Kane a friendly smile. “We’re friendly, honestly. And if you would just step aside, we’ll be on our way.”

  “You are on my lands,” Kane said quietly. “Tell me, and do not lie about this, if what the creature said about the ball of light is true.”

  Abigail hesitated and then nodded. “Yes, it’s true.”

  Theran squeezed Kane’s arm before inhaling deeply in Abigail’s direction. “She smells like Reese.”

  “Aye, Theran. I am aware of that,” Kane said quietly.

  He studied them for a moment before coming to a quick decision. “You will come with us.”

  “I don’t think so,” Val said sh
arply.

  “You have no choice,” Kane said simply.

  “There are only three of you and six of us,” Val replied softly. “You do not stand a chance.”

  Kane laughed loudly. “You are a brave one. Foolish, but brave.”

  He lifted his head and barked roughly. Abby gripped Val’s arm when a chorus of barking responded and the trees around them were lit with dozens of glowing eyes.

  “Our pack is large,” Kane said with a hint of pride in his voice. “You are returning to our home and you will neither fight nor try to escape. Do you understand?”

  Val opened his mouth to argue and Abigail gripped his arm and gave him a warning look before smiling at Kane. “Of course. Thank you for the hospitality.”

  Kane grunted in reply and shifted to his wolf form before turning and loping into the trees. His pack surrounded the strangers and he glanced briefly at the dark-haired woman again. He would take her to his mate and find out if his suspicions that she was from the same world as Reese were true. The cold air ruffled his fur and he whined low in his throat and headed home to his mate.

  END

  Want to read more about Kane and Reese?

  Check out “Rescued by the Wolf” Book 4 in the Other World Series.

  It tells the story of Sara and Radek, but there is plenty of Kane and Reese, as well.

  Please enjoy an excerpt from “Rescued by the Wolf”

  RESCUED BY THE WOLF

  (Other World Series Book Four)

  Copyright Ramona Gray 2015

  Sara groaned softly and touched her head without opening her eyes. She felt sick to her stomach and she wasn’t surprised by the wetness on her fingertips. She opened her eyes and squinted at her fingers. They were red with blood and she groaned again before sitting up cautiously.

  The world spun crazily for a moment and she dropped her head and waited to see if she was going to throw up or pass out. After a moment the dizziness passed, and she lifted her head again. She studied her surroundings. She was in a forest, the thick trees rose high into the night sky, and she staggered to her feet.

  “Abby?” She called softly. “Abby, are you there?”

  There was no reply and she pinched back the moan of dismay and cleared her throat.

  “Abigail? Can you hear me? Abigail!” She shouted this time and cringed when something in the dark answered with a loud and raucous cry.

  “Okay, it’s all right,” she murmured to herself as she wrapped her arms around her thin body. The night air was cold and she was soaking wet and already beginning to shiver uncontrollably. “Don’t panic. They probably aren’t far.”

  You don’t know that. You don’t even know where you are. For all you know, Darius and his men could be closing in on you right now. You need to get moving before they find you.

  She squinted at the trees. They didn’t look particularly familiar to her but until Darius had raided their village, she had never really been outside of it before. Besides, the last thing she remembered was stepping into the light with the man Abby had called Michael. She didn’t have a clue how she could be in the arena one moment and then in the middle of the forest the next, but what was important was finding Abby and the others before Darius found her.

  Gathering her courage, she moved away from the tree she was leaning against and stared up at the sky. She could just see the moon filtering through the trees and she sighed softly. At least it had stopped raining, she was grateful for –

  There was a soft rustling behind her and she swung around, her heart beating fiercely and the coppery taste of fear flooding her mouth.

  “Wh-who’s there?” She whispered.

  There was no response and she took a step backward as her heart began to slow to its normal pace. It was nothing. Just the wind perhaps.

  What wind?

  Never mind that, she really needed to –

  The rustling happened again and she gave a soft shriek of surprise when a large bird emerged from behind a tree. It was huge, well over nine feet tall, and its plumage was a rich, dark, green. Its head was a lighter shade of green and its red eyes stared curiously at her.

  She blew her breath out in a relieved little rush as the bird shook itself and spread its short wings. It didn’t look like it could fly at all with such short wings but its legs were long and powerful looking and ended in thick, sharp talons. It tapped one talon against the ground as it cocked its head and studied her silently.

  “Go on, bird. Shoo!” She waved her arms weakly at it and it took a step backward, shaking its body in a disgruntled manner. Feathers floated to the ground and she clapped her hands over her ears when the bird opened its beak wide and let loose with an eardrum shattering cry.

  “Stop!” She shrieked. “Stop it!”

  The bird continued and, feeling like her ears were bleeding, Sara groped on the ground for something to throw at the bird. Her fingers swept past a large stone and she gripped it firmly and threw it at the bird. The stone hit the bird dead center in the chest and it gave a startled squawk and closed its beak.

  “Get lost!” She shouted at it.

  Her eyes widened when the bird lowered its head and scratched at the ground with one large talon again. It looked like a bull getting ready to charge and she backed away as it made a high-pitched humming noise.

  “Get out of here,” she whispered.

  The bird scratched twice more and with a quickness that surprised her, charged toward her. She screamed shrilly and sprinted through the trees. She could hear the bird closing in on her and she dodged around the trees and thick bushes, looking desperately for a hiding spot as she forced herself to run faster.

  She risked one terrified glance over her shoulder and screamed again in sudden terror. The bird was nearly upon her, and its large and ridiculously sharp beak was opening and snapping with deadly force.

  Her foot hit an exposed root and she went sprawling, landing on her belly with a hard thud. The breath was knocked out of her and she stared mutely at the bird standing over her. It made another screeching cry and then it was pecking at her, its beak tearing through her soft flesh.

  She shrieked and beat at its feathery body with her fists before trying to crawl away. The bird clamped one talon around her calf and dragged her back as easily as a mouse, before pecking viciously at her once more.

  She curled into a ball and covered her head with her arms as the bird pecked at her exposed back. Each peck of its beak was like a hot needle in her flesh and she screamed again, the sound muffled by her arms.

  She was going to die. She was going to be pecked to death by some weird giant bird and no one would ever know that she –

  There was a loud growling and the bird suddenly made its own terrified squeal before it was ripped away from her. It hung on grimly to her leg with its talons, and she cried out in pain when its sharp nails dug into her skin and tore it open.

  There was more growling and snarling and she lowered her arms and sat up, staring in numb shock at the giant, black wolf that was ripping and tearing into the bird’s belly. The bird squirmed and twisted but the wolf held it down easily. It tore a large chunk of intestine from the bird’s stomach and the bird made one final scream of pain before collapsing.

  The wolf leaped from the bird’s body, raised its snout to the sky and howled deafeningly. Sara moaned and scooted backward on her butt as the wolf lowered its head and stared at her.

  “No, please, no,” she whispered, holding her hands out pleadingly in front of her as the wolf stalked toward her on stiff legs.

  She closed her eyes in defeat as the wolf bent its head and sniffed at her face. If she was lucky the wolf would end her life more quickly than the bird would have. She jerked in fear when the wolf chuffed loudly and his warm breath washed over her face.

  There was a moment of silence and she opened her eyes warily. The wolf had moved away from her and her eyes widened in surprise when it abruptly shifted into a man. He was the biggest man she’d ever seen, his shoulders
broad and his arms thick and powerful. His hair was short and a slightly darker shade of blond than hers, and his eyes were dark brown.

  His skin was tanned and the muscles in his abdomen rippled as he walked toward her. He looked like he had been chiseled out of stone. He was, she thought dimly, the most beautiful man she’d ever laid eyes on. He was also utterly and completely naked and she blushed furiously as her gaze dropped to his penis. She had never seen one before and her eyes widened at the size of it. How on earth would that ever fit into a woman? She wasn’t naïve, she knew how sex worked, but there was no way something that size could fit into –

  He crouched in front of her and she raised her eyes to his face. He was frowning and she gave a soft whimper of fear when he leaned forward and inhaled again. A brief look of distaste crossed his face. “You are human.”

  “Y-yes,” she whispered. “My name is Sara. What’s yours?”

  “How did you travel so deep into the woods, human?” He asked.

  For some odd reason his low voice sent shivers down her spine.

  “I – I was with some friends and we got separated,” she said nervously.

  He continued to stare at her and she gave him a weak smile. “Thank you for saving me from that bird. Wh-what was that?”

  He frowned again. “How do you not know what a floran is? Have you been living under a rock?”

  “A floran?” She gave him a puzzled look. “I’ve never seen one before.”

  He grunted in annoyance before standing and walking away. She staggered to her feet and yelped loudly as pain coursed down her leg. She could see the blood flowing from the deep scratches left by the bird’s talons and her entire back felt like it was on fire.

  “Hey, don’t leave!” She called. “Please!”

  He sighed and turned back around. “Go and find your friends, human.”