by Sadie Savage
When Blade looked at her again, the longing in his eyes was undeniable. She had to admit, she’d been thinking of him more and more since his visit at the hospital. She’d come clean to him about how she felt and he’d been respectful of it. It was a complete change from what would have happened with Alan.
“What’s the matter?” Blade asked, perceptive to every subtle change in her face. He was looking for signs she was suffering, being hypervigilant about her health after her fainting spell.
“Just thought of the pigfucker,” she said, smiling quickly.
“Ah, you’re finally getting his name right,” Blade said with a sagely nod. “Very good.”
“Shut up,” Michelle said with a laugh, pushing his broad shoulder. Again, the tension between them became so thick she could almost smell it, and she looked down, her cheeks flushed. “Are you sure you can handle this? With me and the baby and everything?”
“What do you mean?” Blade asked. He didn’t want to make presumptions.
“I mean…I want us to try again,” Michelle whispered, looking down at her hands. “It doesn’t feel right to be so distant with you.”
She expected Blade to speak again, but instead, he answered with his body. Michelle’s breath was swept away by the fervent tugging of his soft lips, and she was immediately electrified. Blade kissed her slowly and languidly, letting his hand roll down the nearly imperceptible baby mount in her abdomen.
His broad fingers left fire in their wake and she closed her eyes and shuddered beneath him. It had been too long. She’d wanted him more than she would ever be able to admit.
He reciprocated the feeling and Michelle gasped as she felt the sudden, hard mound of Blade’s cock between her legs. He was climbing over her, dominating, moving his hips against her and letting his lips fall all over her as he gently stripped her clothes away.
Michelle gasped as Blade’s lips found the firm mound of her nipples and he licked them languidly, sending another burst of fire to her loins. He reciprocated it happily with a gentle thrust of the hips that sent him partly inside of her.
Even just the small taste of it nearly brought Michelle to orgasm, but Blade was far from finished. He kissed the nape of her neck, when suddenly she pushed him away.
“Is this safe for the baby?” she asked.
Blade smiled. “Yep. Just have to take it easy is all. No harm done. I cleared that with the doctor too.”
“You dog!” Michelle exclaimed.
Blade laughed heartily and thrust himself back inside of her, fully this time. Michelle’s entire body suddenly exploded with pleasure as Blade unleashed his power upon her, more gently this time than the last, showering kisses all over her body. She closed her eyes and realized that, for the first time in her life, she was making love.
When she opened her eyes again, Blade was gazing at her in concern. Michelle smiled and touched his stubbled cheek.
“I love you,” she whispered. “And no, it’s not just the hormones saying that. I want us to work at this.”
“I love you, too,” Blade said. “More than I even know what to do with.”
As if to give her the evidence of his words, Blade sped up his thrusting, until Michelle was gasping for breath beneath him. Every touch from his body sent spirals of ecstasy throughout her body, and suddenly she began to quake. Michelle could feel herself contracting around Blade’s member as it massaged her inside.
He seemed to sense her orgasm, because he quickened his pace, and soon they were hissing together as Blade’s cock exploded with activity as it began to unleash a torrent of his hot climax deep inside of her. Michelle gripped Blade to brace herself as she came harder than she ever had in her life and Blade prolonged it by thrusting slowly inside of her until every last drop had been spilled.
“You’re my family now,” Michelle said, kissing Blade gently as he pulled her into a warm embrace.
“Yep,” he said. “Do you think the baby would like living in Zeke’s old room?”
Michelle’s heart melted and they both reached down to touch her abdomen. “I think that would be perfect,” she said.
***
“Come on, Blade, we’re going to be late!”
Somehow, Michelle had turned into Brett, standing outside the car, looking impatiently at her watch. The truth was that she was excited about the ultrasound. More than she had been about just about anything.
“You’re not going anywhere.”
Michelle froze in fear at the sound of Alan’s voice and she whipped around to face him. He looked beaten up, even several weeks after the incident with Blade. Disfigured might have been the word for it.
“You’re coming with me,” Alan said. Five police cars pulled up behind him and an officer from each got out. “I reported the assault and that little boy toy of yours is going to prison.”
Michelle’s heart lurched as people began to file out of the MC, wondering what the hell was going on.
“What are you doing here?” Blade’s voice boomed over their heads. “You have no right!”
“I have every right!” Alan exclaimed.
Brett suddenly stepped forward in the crowd.
“Actually, you don’t,” he said, squaring his shoulders firmly and standing in front of Alan.
“What are you doing, kid? Get out of here before someone swats you,” Alan mumbled. “I’m here to talk to the real men.”
“You wouldn’t know anything about real men,” Brett said, pulling his wallet from his pocket and flipping it open. “My name is Brett Andrews. FBI. You’re under arrest.”
“On what grounds?!” Alan exclaimed.
“I saw the way you treated your ex. That’s assault, buddy. Among other things. You’re going to be put away for a long time.”
“You’re kidding me!” Alan shouted, his body quaking with fury.
“I’m afraid not,” Brett said, dexterously curling Alan’s hands behind his back and handcuffing him. “I’ve seen this whole little shitshow play out and I’ve got to say, nobody is very happy about it. You’ve been wasting the bureau’s money and spending time and resources when real crime is going on in your jurisdiction. Every officer here is being put on probation.”
Michelle watched in disbelief as Alan was led away to Brett’s little red car. He turned to the police officers standing outside and glared at them. “Get those vehicles back to the department and clock out. Now.”
The bikers cheered and jeered as the cop cars were escorted shamefully out of MC territory and Blade lifted Michelle up over his head so she could watch them as they left for good. It made her heart soar when Brett waved to her and gave her a wink as he drove Alan away, where he would stay in prison for a long time.
“I can’t believe it,” Blade said when everybody had finally cleared out. “I knew there was something up with that guy. There was a reason I didn’t like him besides thinking you two were fucking.”
Michelle raised her eyebrow at him warningly and he grinned. “And what reason is that?” she asked.
“He’s a cop!”
The bikers all had a good laugh at that, just as Michelle suddenly realized that they were really going to be late for the appointment this time.
“Blade! We seriously have to go!”
“But our ride just left,” Blade pointed out.
“No worries! Auntie Jo will drive you!”
Snake nodded his approval and Michelle hugged her. “Thank you.”
“Of course, of course. I want to be there every step of the way.”
“Well then,” Michelle said, grinning up at Blade. “Are you ready for this ultrasound, daddy?”
“Daddy? Oh, I like that.”
Michelle shot him a death look and he grinned sheepishly.
“Yes, love. I’m ready.”
They all piled into Jo’s truck together, Blade and Michelle holding hands. She felt suddenly free, as if for the first time since marrying Alan, everything was going to be all right. With Blade at her side and the chi
ld in her belly, she would never be lonely again.
The End
Shifter Romance
Bear Mountain Bride
CHAPTER 1
Tessa Henderson never grew tired of the way the morning sunlight streamed in through the windows of her cabin on Bear Mountain. Even after a year, when she and her husband Lucas decided to finally leave the city behind and spend the rest of their lives in peaceful seclusion, she still loved waking up to the gentle dappling of sunlight at the end of her and Lucas’s bed. First, it would play through the leaves of the trees that shaded their cozy cabin, the light shifting as the wind poured over the branches. As the morning went on and the sun rose above the tree line, the sun would flood in on brilliant golden beams.
Tossing the earth-toned blanket from her body, Tessa rose from the bed to open a window and let the pleasant, warm air fill the room. The subtle scent of lavender mixed with the clean, fresh morning breeze. This was her favorite time of year, when the last frost of winter became a distant memory and the sunlight grew warmer by the day, the plants and trees coming out of their long hibernation- spring was almost here. She pulled at the hem of a thin, white t-shirt that showed off her full breasts and barely covered her pair of black lace panties. This was her favorite outfit to sleep in.
Tessa looked at the bed with longing, wishing that Lucas was still in it. Something about these warm, sunny mornings made her want to waste the hours away in bed with her husband, but he rose even earlier than she did. More and more, Tessa found herself waking up alone in bed, her arm moving longingly over the sheets where Lucas would lay.
A thud sounded through the cabin, snapping Tessa out of her morning daydream and alerting her that Lucas was home. Checking her phone on the nightstand, she saw that it wasn’t even eight yet.
“Baby, is that you?” asked Tessa, calling through the open bedroom door.
“Yeah, it’s me,” Lucas said, his gruff, manly voice carrying through the home.
Tessa smiled, happy that he was back. She moved with slinky steps towards the living room, her long chocolate-colored hair mussed from sleep. Entering the kitchen, she saw Lucas, his large, muscular body bare from the waist up, and his tanned, sculpted torso glistening with sweat from his morning’s work. His sandy blond hair hit his strong, defined jaw and his light blue jeans hung from his hips, showing off the full span of his strong, tight abs.
Upon seeing Tessa, his green eyes widened slightly and Tessa watched as his gaze tracked along the curves of her body.
“Where were you?” Tessa asked, crossing one slim ankle over the other as she leaned against the door frame.
“Nowhere,” he said, as he poured himself a tall glass of water at the sink, his tone suggesting that he didn’t want to discuss the matter.
But Tessa did. She knew that Lucas had always been an early riser, but throughout their marriage, there was a reason. He used to rise early to work on one of his wrought-iron sculptures. But since they moved, he was becoming more and more cagey about where he had been and what he had been doing.
“Nowhere?”
“Just into town to get some supplies- nothing you need to worry about.”
He took a long draw from the glass of water, the soft-pointed triangle of his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down with each swallow.
“I just don’t know why you need to go so early.”
“To get it done, that’s why.”
Lucas set the glass in the basin of the stainless-steel sink.
“What difference does it even make?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” said Tessa, winding a delicate finger through her hair and coiling it, a playful smile spreading across her face. “I thought we could spend the morning together.”
Lucas leaned against the counter, taking another look at Tessa.
“Oh yeah?” he asked, getting the hint. “What’d you have in mind?”
“I think you know.”
With that, Tessa turned around and slinked back into the bedroom, pulling her shirt off and tossing it out into the living room, her nipples hard and taut. As she sat down on the bed, she heard Lucas’s heavy footfalls follow her into the bedroom, and within seconds, his tall, broad-shouldered frame was darkening the doorway.
Even after a decade-and-a-half of marriage, Tessa still found Lucas to be the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on. His sandy hair was wild and unruly, his green eyes were brilliant and always seemed to be narrowed in mischief, his nose was strong and slim, and his jaw was wide and square, set just below a set of sensual, full lips. A passionate, talented artist, he always had his pick of bohemian girls who invariably fell under his spell, and Tessa still couldn’t believe that she was the one he actually chose to wed.
She looked at him with ravenous eyes as he stepped out of his heavy, brown boots.
“Come here,” said Tessa, curling a finger towards him, her face half-obscured by a thick tress of hair.
Lucas stepped towards her, nothing on his body but his jeans. When he closed the distance, Tessa placed her hands on his tight skin smooth and taut over his muscles. She began kissing his stomach, taking sweet pleasure in the feeling of his abs against her soft lips. Moving down, she paid special attention to his hip bones; she’d always loved the way they jutted out. Tessa inhaled while kissing him, taking in his rich, manly musk. As she continued, she moved her hands down and around, slipping her fingers underneath the waistband of his jeans and dragging the backs of her nails against his skin. She looked up at him with smiling eyes, building the anticipation for what was to come next.
He moved one hand to the back of her head, running his fingers through her hair, the backs of his nails dragging against her skin, sending shivers along the length of her back. Tessa worked open the brushed gold button of his jeans, unfastening it and exposing the skin just above Lucas’s cock. She moved her lips down, kissing this newly visible skin as she pulled his jeans by the waist, moving her head back and away from his cock as it sprang free.
Tessa couldn’t help but smile every time she saw Lucas’s cock. It was long and thick, smooth and delicious. She found herself often thinking of the first time they fucked that night long ago in the back of his car, a black Porsche Roadster that he inherited from an uncle and still drove to this day. She still remembered the feeling of him sliding into her after what seemed like hours of foreplay, the length of his cock entering her fully, forcing a long sigh from her lungs. And what she remembers most was thinking how perfectly he fit into her, as though his cock was made just for her.
She never grew bored of it and now was no exception.
Taking a long, hungry look at Lucas’s prick, Tessa began by stroking him along the base of his shaft with her fingertips. She wanted to take all of him into her mouth right then, to let his length slide down her tongue and into her throat, but Tessa had long ago learned the value of making a man wait. Wrapping her fingers around his shaft, she tightened her grip, gently squeezing his balls as she stared up at him. Watching his face tighten, Tessa knew that he was ready for her to begin. And as she felt her mouth water as she looked down the length of his organ, she knew that she was ready, too.
She began by kissing the head of his prick with gentle presses, her lips glossy and wet. Tessa focused on just his head at first, kissing along the ridge of his prick, paying special attention to his most sensitive areas as she continued to squeeze his balls. A quick grunt emerged from Lucas’s throat, and Tessa took this as a sign that she was on the right track. After years of learning just how to make this particular cock cum, she knew that she’d better be.
Tessa kissed him along his substantial length, now moving her hand up to the head of his organ, caressing him as she kissed the taut skin of his erection, stopping only at his balls to suck and lick them before moving back up. After repeating this a few times, she knew that she was ready to taste him- to really taste him.
Moving her lips back up to the tip, she opened wide, the corners of her lips pulled upwards in a sm
ile of anticipation, and took him into her warm, wet mouth.
Lucas groaned with pleasure as his cock slid into her, Tessa flicking his length with her tongue as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth. She stopped before she took his length fully down her throat, wrapping her lips into a tight seal around his shaft. Then, she began sliding her lips along his cock, gently lashing him with her tongue as she sucked, flashing her big, blue eyes up at him with a sensual gaze as she worked.
Gradually, her pace quickened, the soft sounds of her sucking and licking mingling with the birdsong that floated in through the open window. Tessa made sure to lick his head hard when she was about to slide her mouth along his length, pressing her soft, wet tongue against the head of his cock and the skin just below. Moving one hand along his side, she could feel his body shudder with pleasure and as she sucked, his breath quickened.
Then, she relaxed her throat, allowing his entire length to slide into her. She moved slowly, savoring every inch of his perfect cock, her lips creeping down him, stretched over his girth. When Tessa reached the base of his cock she let it simply rest in her throat and brought her gaze up to his eyes once again, letting him look down with his narrowed, green eyes at the sight of his woman taking him as deeply as she could. Then, his hands still kitted into her hair, he gently moved her head back; she could tell that he was on the verge of cumming. His cock dropped out of her mouth as he moved her back, bouncing slightly as the massive, thick member dipped down from gravity. She knew now that it was time to fuck him.
Lucas stepped out of his jeans, and Tessa moved onto the bed, pulling her panties down to her ankles and kicking them off. Now, other than a small strip of trimmed black her above her sex, she was completely bare. Lucas then moved over her, propping himself up with his thick, ropy arms. The span of his broad, strong shoulders casted a shadow over Tessa as she crossed her legs coquettishly, eagerly anticipating him to spread them and enter her.
He held himself above her for a moment and as he did, Tessa felt something off, something different. She watched Lucas move his hands along her body, over the flat, creamy skin of her stomach and down between her legs, slipping his fingers between her thighs and gently spreading her legs apart. And again, as he did, Tessa sensed something strange. She looked up at Lucas and saw that he was looking at the wall above their bed, rather than down at her.