“What’s your address?” he asked her as he sat on cold driver’s seat.
Mel told him, without trying to resist or realizing how dangerous that could be. He was a complete stranger, but for some reason, she felt safer with him than she did with so many people she knew since childhood.
The soft rocking of a driving car and muffled engines were like a lullaby for Mel’s exhausted body. Her eyes slowly closed and all of her thoughts ran away, leaving only the bartender and the tiger in her mind.
CHAPTER FOUR
The weight of darkness was pressing on Mel’s brain, leaving only the tiniest part of her awake. She felt strong hands on her shoulders, gently shaking her, probably trying to wake her up.
Mel wanted to say something or open her eyes, but her eyelids were so heavy, they felt glued together.
She could hear muffled click of the seat belt as it released her body from its embrace. His hand was suddenly under her knees, while the other supported her back. He lifted her into his lap, and Melissa pressed herself against his masculine chest, her nostrils filling with the smell of plain soap and sweat.
She purred from satisfaction.
Vibrations shook his body as he quietly chuckled, clearly aware of her admiration.
Suddenly, his hands released her, as he placed her on her orange scented sheets. She didn’t even notice when he carried her in her room. He was moving as skillfully as a wild cat.
A tiger.
Mel wanted to object, asking him to hold her a little while longer.
With effort, she opened her eyes and looked at his dark silhouette. He didn’t turn on the lights, and she wondered how did he see anything in the dark.
"Wait," she uttered, barely moving her lips. "I don't even know your name."
He stiffed, hesitating, but then relaxed and replied. "It's Keith."
Such a beautiful name, she thought.
"I'm Melissa, but you can call me Mel," she whispered, barely holding her eyes open.
"Keith, are you a tiger? You have the same blue eyes,” the words came out of her mouth without thinking it through. She was still sedated from the alcohol.
Keith rolled his eyes and snorted. "That's the drunk you talking. You know that's crazy, right?"
Mell yawned. "No, I know. You're my savior, a white tiger."
After saying the words, she was already deeply asleep.
Keith quietly cursed, wondering how on Earth did she figure it out. She sounded so sure of her words like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
He clenched his fists. He was always careful. He shifted only once a week, sometimes even less, no matter how difficult it was to keep the urge of running under control.
Barefoot on all four, watching the world through his second pair of eyes and experiencing the adrenaline rush was something he could never resist for long.
As a tiger, he always felt free.
Yesterday, he was just going for a run through the forest, when he smelled Mel’s fear before he heard her and the psycho who was threatening her life.
Even though he didn’t know her, the need to save her was so strong, that he almost ripped the guy apart.
And after that short moment, he and Melissa shared, he run away, hoping never to see her again. She awoke something deep inside him, he couldn’t deny and was almost impossible to avoid.
He released his fists.
What were the odds of her showing up in the bar he was just starting to work? But she did, and he was barely resisting from grabbing her body and taking her right there and then.
Now, looking at that Mel, laying on the sheets, he couldn't make himself look away. He could see clearly every inch of her body thanks to his wild cat’s eyes. He wanted to touch her, run his finger through her silky black hair and lure her into a deep, seductive kiss.
He let his fantasy roam free. Tearing her clothes off her, sucking her nipples and circling them with his tongue, fucking her into her core until she would scream his name.
With pain, he turned around and walked out of the door.
***
Horrible sound of a doorbell, piercing through her ears, awoke Mel from a deep slumber. She growled and buried her aching head into the pillow.
Whoever dared to annoy her, she just wanted them gone.
The doorbell rang once again.
Mel gritted her teeth, trying to force back all the profanity she wanted to say as she almost fell out of her bed.
Reluctantly, she forced herself to go down the stairs and open the door. She didn’t care her hair was a mess, and she was still wearing yesterday’s clothes.
At her door, she noticed Keith and cursed again. She didn’t remember much from yesterday, but the memory of accusing him of being a tiger was so vivid, she wanted to run away and hide under a bed from embarrassment.
“I’m such an idiot,” she said to herself.
She took a deep breath and decided to pretend like she never said the words.
Opening the door, she tried to keep herself together, ignoring the weakness of her body.
“Why are you here? And so early in the morning? My head hurts like hell.” she nagged.
He lifted a perfect arched eyebrow.
“It’s past midday,” he said with a chuckle, clearly amused by Mel’s horrible state.
She growled. What a jerk! But then she looked at him again and felt her body burning from the lust inside her.
How will she ever be able to resist that perfect specimen of a man?
“I just wanted to talk to you. Would you like to go on a walk with me? The fresh air will do you good,” he smiled, showing his shiny white teeth.
Mel didn’t like how perfect he was. Nobody looked like that. And then, she noticed a single, slightly crooked tooth in the back of his mouth.
She smiled. He wasn’t perfect after all.
“Okay,” she nodded and then stopped as her head ached even more.
She pressed her fingertips to the forehead. “Ouch,” she mumbled.
“Just wait here so I can get dressed. I can’t go outside looking like this,” she sighed.
“No problem,” he went to the living room and sat on the couch like he was home. He crossed his legs and made himself comfortable.
Mel liked the thought of that. Corners of her lips twitched into a smile.
Living him like this, she rushed to the bathroom. She took a quick, ice cold shower to wash away her exhaustion. In less than a few more minutes, she brushed her teeth and got dressed, all while ignoring her ever-present headache.
Refreshed and ready to go, she went down the stairs, just to find Keith at the counter in her kitchen, mixing god knows what into her smoothie blender.
“What are you doing?” she suspiciously squeezed her eyes.
CHAPTER FIVE
“A remedy for your hangover.” He pressed a polished silver button on the blender, and a low, humming sound filled the room.
“Here you go,” he handed her the mixture.
Melissa held it in front of her face and wrinkled her nose. It had a weird, stinking odor.
“Are you sure it’s a cure and not a poison?” she eyed the drink suspiciously.
Keith grinned. “C’mon Mel. Just try it. I promise it will make you feel better.”
“Fine,” she snorted and took a sip.
“Eww, it’s disgusting,” she complained and jerked the glass far away from her.
“If you drink it, I’ll do whatever you ask,” he offered, his gaze slowly gliding up her body.
“You’ll do anything?” Mel’s mouth watered just by watching him, a pure alpha male, dominating her kitchen.
“Yes,” he said in a low voice.
Mel didn’t need to hear more. She squeezed her nose with two elegant, manicured fingers, and drank the cure in a single gulp.
She closed her eyes for a second, feeling the nasty fluid settle in her stomach.
Fast as lightning, she ran to the sink and drank a glass of tap water to wash he
r mouth clean.
She turned back to Keith, who was watching her wіth approval, feeling her headache magically loosen its grip on her.
That was fast, she thought to herself.
“Kiss me,” she said out of the blue, not able to resist any longer.
When he didn’t do anything, she repeated. “You told me you’ll do anything. Kiss me,” she was gazing into his eyes, silently pleading for his touch on her burning body.
Without a word, he pulled her into his arms. He cupped her face and tilted his head, pressing a long smooth kiss on her soft lips.
It wasn’t enough. Mel wanted more. She needed more.
She shamelessly thrust her tongue into his mouth, while moving her hands on the back of his neck.
Keith growled and released his restraints.
His hands grabbed her firmly as he devoured her mouth.
Naughty, she smirked in her mind. She closed her eyes, letting his deft lips ravish hers.
“Wait,” he pulled himself away from her, his heart pounding like in a race.
“I came here to talk to you,” he uttered, ignoring the blazing fire inside him.
“I don’t want to talk. I want you,” Mel moved a hand to caress his cheeks.
He gently removed it and stepped away.
“We need to talk, Melissa. Please, don’t make this any harder. Just come with me on a walk,” he asked, his eyes full of regret.
“Fine,” Mel breathed, trying to ignore the damp wetness between her legs. Kindling flames were burning her body like a piece of wood.
Following him out of the house, she let him take the lead. It was a sunny Saturday afternoon, and the pavement was full of people, enjoying the day.
For a few minutes, they walked in silent, letting only the surrounding noise of birds singing, people chatting and cars driving through the town, fill their ears.
“How did you know I’m a tiger?” Keith shoot, catching Mel completely unprepared.
“What?” she almost choked on air. He is joking, right?
Mel was numb with shock. She pressed a hand to her chest, trying to prevent a heart attack.
“Please, Mel. Be honest with me. How did you know? I’m certain you’re not a shifter. I’d smell you if you’d be.” His eyes were widened, and he reminded her of a sad puppy.
He would smell me?!
“Ehm… Your eyes. Yep, it was definitely your eyes that gave out your secret,” she nodded, bouncing her head like crazy.
She still tried to wrap her mind around the fact Keith is actually a tiger. It left her stunned, sweeping the floor under her feet.
“My eyes?” he frowned, confused.
She shrugged, pretending like she didn’t almost die of complete surprise, that almost blew her away.
“Yea, you know, their color and stuff. I never saw that shade of blue. For a second I thought you were wearing lenses.”
He nodded as if her explanation made any sense.
“Are there other shifters like you out there?” she suddenly asked, curiosity eating her from the inside.
“There are many shifters, but not many of them are like me. Tigers are exceedingly rare,” he explained while kicking a tiny rock that was blocking his way.
“So what are they?” she asked, scrutinizing his defined cheekbones and lips she wanted to feel on her again.
“Mostly dogs, but wolves, foxes, and mountain lions are also pretty common. Particularly in the countryside.”
“Dogs are shifters?” she asked in aghast.
“Just a few of them. Most of the dogs are still just animals,” he chortled.
“You know, our genetics lets us shift in only a single animal, which is usually one that would survive in the given environment.”
“So, can some of you transform into domestic cats?” she picked his brains.
“No, they’re too small to contain a human body. Even with dogs, we can shift only to larger breeds,” he clarified.
“Wild animals are usually one of the rarest. I never met another tiger shifter in my life. So I’m special,” he winked at her.
She giggled. “I guess you are.”
Melissa was fascinated by the new world she just discovered. But most of all, her interest was caught by his erecting cock, firm chest muscles, and beefy body.
CHAPTER SIX
Sweat ran all over her body from the blazing heat he put her in. She was nibbling her lower lip, fantasizing about wicked, depraved activities they could do together.
Mel couldn’t keep her eyes off him.
She noticed Keith’s eyes landed on her bouncing breasts and, leaving a trail of burning desire, moved to her but.
Without a word, he slowly lifted his gaze to her wine red lips.
Her pounding heart was thumping against the ribcage, trying to jump out of her chest.
All she could see was him.
They stopped walking.
Keith bent his head, catching her soft lips in a hungry kiss like a man, hungry for a taste of her.
She gave in to his tempting seduction, pressing herself to his irresistible body.
His hands ran through her hair as hers somehow found its way around his waist and fell to his butt cheeks.
At that moment, nothing mattered. They were as one.
“Ehm!” Sudden, implying cough broke the lust-driven spell.
They jumped apart, guilt on both parts.
Crap, Melissa thought when she noticed a young mom, right next to them. She was pushing the stroller with her sleeping baby inside, eyeing them like a hawk.
The woman squeezed her eyes. “You know there are kids out there? You two should stop acting so inappropriate.”
“Sorry,” Mel quietly apologized, her cheeks shamefully flushing red with blood. Keith kept quiet.
She could only imagine how the scene must’ve looked to people surrounding them. We probably gave them quite a show.
“I think we should better head home,” Mel hinted to Keith.
“Mhm, I believe we should,” he agreed.
On their way back home, Mel could feel the judgmental gaze of the woman on her back. She was still embarrassed, but then she just rolled her eyes.
The young mom had to do something to get that baby, so she was in no position to judge.
Mel beamed, pleased with the thought.
At the front door, Mel tried to do the right thing and ask him to go, no matter how hard it seemed at the moment.
“Keith…” she started.
“Let me feel you,” he cut her off, grabbing her chin and guiding it toward his lips.
Mel didn’t have the strength to resist. Her hands fell helplessly by her sides as she gave in with ease she has never felt with anyone else.
Tangled together, they stormed into her bedroom, tearing clothes from each other. Mel felt as if she’ll run out of the air, for their lips barely stopped sucking and devouring each other.
She couldn’t care less.
He pushed her on the bed, letting her fall on the soft sheets. She was completely naked, exposed to his carnal gaze.
Her gaze dropped to his enormous cock, hard and erect, ready to hammer her like a buck.
“Take me,” she pleaded, her pussy soaking wet and her pointed nipples hard as rocks.
“Let me lick you all over,” he said in a low, alluring voice while caressing her breasts.
He suddenly took a step back, his eyes never letting go of hers.
“What are you doing?” Mel objected, thinking he’s going to leave her.
“Trust me,” he uttered.
The sound of breaking bones filled the room, as he dropped on all four, his skin tearing itself and changing, shifting into something new.
Mel jerked into a sitting position, aghast by the scene. Her hand flew to her mouth, and she gasped. Where Keith stood before, there was now a giant, wild beast, his eyes glued on hers.
It was hard to believe it was still him.
“Keith,” she uttered, completely out of br
eath.
Tiger purred, and she could swear he smiled. With his big, soft head, he pushed her back on the sheets and jumped on her bed.
She shivered when the soft fur touched her skin.
Keith lowered his head above her breasts and licked them with his smooth tongue.
“Oh!” Melissa gasped for air, tossing her head back arching her bosom to feel more.
Licking and softly nibbling her erect nipples with his sizable, wild cat teeth, Mel quivered in sensation.
She couldn’t help herself but to lift her hand and, grabbing his pillow-soft back, scratched it with her nails.
He growled, lowering his tongue to roam her abdomen and land on swollen, heated pussy.
He fondled it, tasting her salty core.
Firmly pressing his tongue against it, he licked in circles around the clit.
“Oh, yes!” Mel screamed in pleasure, widening her legs.
He pushed his tongue inside her, preparing her for him.
Repeating the motion in a frenzy, made Mel bury her nails deeper into his fur, her body twisting from the ecstasy.
He left her breathless, crazed with lust.
Shifting back into a human, he continued with seduction, only to have Mel scream his name.
“Keith, please!” she was barely holding on the last shred of sanity.
Ending the unbearable teasing, Keith violently shoved himself inside her, hitting her nub.
Mel panted as he stretched her with his enormous cock.
Fucking her hard into her core, he lowered his lips to her breasts and sucked on her hardened nipples.
Her body shook with each thrust, building up the heat inside her.
“More!” she demanded, greedy for his cock, bulging with veins.
Keith replied her with his fingers, rubbing her entrance, creating an explosion of feelings inside her.
She strengthened the grip on his shoulders. Overwhelmed with emotions, she closed her eyes.
“Keith!” Mel screamed when she couldn’t hold any longer, reaching a climax so intense, she almost fainted.
“Aaagh!” Keith cum, filling her with his creamy semen.
Only at that moment, Mel realized they forgot to use protection, but she didn’t give a damn about it.
She opened her eyes and smirked toward Keith with a satisfied face. Instinctively, she rolled on his chest.
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