Billionaire Alpha Romance: The Proposal (Mature Gentlemen Book 2)

by Maurice Bedard

  Anne called a few hours later to see if Violet wanted to be picked up by her and Dan on Saturday. She agreed that she would love to go with them. So, they agreed that she would be picked up by them at around six-thirty on Saturday. Violet got up and went to shower and get dressed, she was off to do a bit of shopping for a houseboat warming gift and a new outfit for herself for the occasion. She felt happy and thrilled to be seeing Gavin again, she felt that this was a man that she could see herself sharing her golden years with and beyond. She just hoped that he felt the same way! Violet wondered what on earth to get for Gavin for a houseboat warming gift, as she grabbed her car keys and purse and she rushed out the door for a fun day of shopping. Violet found herself wandering into this little shop that sold all kinds of cute items for the house and garden, like lovely stain-glass wind-chimes, and colorful candles, blankets, and then she saw the perfect gift sitting on a chair—it was a pillow that was shaped like a set of lips. This was too funny to pass up, she would get the lip pillow along with a nice wind chime that would look nice on his deck. She had picked up a nice lime green sundress for herself that she could wear with her comfy Birkenstock sandals. She also got a nice silver necklace with matching earrings that had lovely purple stones on the jewellery set. Violet had worked up an appetite doing all this shopping, so she headed home to make herself some dinner.

  Dan gave a honk of his horn to let Violet know that he and Anne were waiting for her outside. It was Saturday and they were off to Gavin's houseboat for dinner. Anne straightened her purple stone necklace at the mirror at her front door, and grabbed the gift bag and her purse as she hurried out the door. She jumped into the back of Dan's grey SUV, giving thanks and greetings to Dan and Anne. “I will say that I am so glad you are coming with us to Gavin's tonight because it would put me off my dinner if I had to look at his disappointed face if you did not accept his invite” chuckled Dan. “Somehow Dan I find it hard to believe anything could cause you to lose your appetite” replied Anne with a laugh. “But I do have to agree he would have been very disappointed if Violet was not coming this evening, he has been singing your praises since the day he met you Violet. You certainly made quite the impression on him” replied Anne looking back in the seat at Violet with a smile. Well I am so happy to be coming with you both tonight, I have missed Gavin's company. I had such fun with him when he was here, I am so thrilled that he is here to stay. I can't wait to see his houseboat, now that it has his own touch and decoration in it” replied Violet. “Yeah in the decorating department he might be asking you for some help in that area, not his cup of tea I am afraid” replied Dan. “Wait to you see what I got him as a houseboat warming present—you will certainly get a good laugh when you see it” said Violet with a smile.

  They had a wonderful dinner of barbecue chicken and ribs that Gavin prepared on his barbecue out on his deck, which was accompanied with a lovely spring salad and red wine. After dinner they gave Gavin his houseboat warming gifts—the best part was when Gavin pulled out the pillow that looked like a set of red lips—they all had a great laugh. Gavin had stated that he would have made an offer on the previous owner's “lips couch” if he had only known that Violet was bringing him the matching pillow. That is just a gag gift—I got that for a good laugh—here is your real present” said Violet softly as she handed him the bag with the lovely stained glass wind chime. He thought it was beautiful and he walked over to Violet and asked her if she would help him find the right spot to hang on the deck. The two of them walked out onto the deck, Gavin telling Anne and Dan that they would be right back. He walked out and when they got out of view of the others he grabbed Violet and drew her close to him and gave her a passionate tender kiss. “I have been dying to do that all night, I have missed you so much Violet, thanks for coming” replied Gavin softly to Violet. “I have missed you too Gavin, I was so thrilled to get your invite” replied Violet softly. “I want to spend a lot more time with you Violet, I hope that you will allow me to be a part of your life for a very long time, I ache for you” Gavin said softly into her ear. “I am not going anywhere, I would like to spend more time with you too, but first let us get this wind chime hung up—the others will be wondering what has happened to us!” They found a spot to hang the chime right at the right hand front corner of the deck, it looked perfect. Just as they were ready to head back in to join the others, Gavin grabbed Violet towards him whispering in her ear that he wanted her to spend the night with him. That he was dying to make sweet passionate love to her. He has thought of nothing else over the last two months that they have been separated. He was hungry for the taste and feel of her. Violet gave Gavin a sexy seductive looking grin, then she softly whispered in his ear “I will stay but only if I get to use your lip pillow” they hugged each other, then walked in to join the others laughing and holding each other as they did so. Violet had a good warm feeling that this Scotsman was going to be her golden years companion, that would share many happy years with her to come!

  After Anne and Dan said their good byes, Gavin shut the door behind him. Looking over at Violet sitting on his couch he couldn't believe that this beautiful creature before him would be making passionate love to him this evening. He walked towards Violet stating he has been dying to be alone with her all evening. He leaned over Violet and began to kiss her gently. He then held her hand and helped her up, he began to lead her to his bedroom, then suddenly she said “wait a minute I forgot something.” Violet hurried over to where the lip pillow was and picked it up and hurried over to Gavin. “I almost forget the lip pillow” she laughed. Gavin lifted her up in his arms while she held the pillow in her hands, marching her into the bedroom, he gently placed her on the bed. He carefully took the lip pillow from her hands and he removed her dress, and his own clothes. He then began to kiss her body starting with her neck and working his way down between her legs. He spread her legs gently apart and he began to lick her, the taste of her made him become more sexually aroused, than he had been for a long time. He moved up and began kissing her deeply in the mouth. He gently thrust his manhood inside her hot moist spot between her legs, as she groaned and moaned with pleasure. They used some Tantric moves during their night filled with passion and sex. It was wonderful they had found each other and made each other have wonderful orgasms, like never before. Neither of them had ever experienced this degree of ultimate pleasure. Violet realized that she had not only found herself a companion, but a lover and soulmate all wrapped into one handsome Scotsman!

  The End

  Alpha Lions Mate

  Paranormal Romance

  By: Michelle Hart

  Prologue:

  The night before, Jonas Mitner had enjoyed a wild night of kinky animalistic sex with a hot beautiful sexy blond. Unfortunately, the next morning, to his amazement, he found himself transforming into a strange new image in the mirror. He was uncontrollably shifting into a huge beautiful lion complete with a large mane, tail and gigantic claws. How and why did this happen? Did the hot blond that was biting and scratching during sex cause this uncontrollable shifting to happen?

  He soon found he could not control his shifting and when he did shift, his feline anger was out of control. Soon he could not work or even appear in public due to his shifting issues.

  He is finally able to seek online help with forums and soon is introduced to a hot seductive feline shifter who offers to help him control his crazy shifting. Would she be able to help him control his newfound powers? If not, there would be drastic consequences for his life.

  Chapter 1

  Jonas Mitner woke up in bed and stretched. He smiled to himself thinking about the night before. The sexy blond who had clawed his back up, and bitten him. She had given him the ride of his life. Plying him with alcohol and kinky sex, it would be a night to remember. When he got up out of bed, he looked over at the door where his mirror was and realized he wasn’t seeing himself.

  Instead, he was a lion. A big, few hundred-pound lion with a mane. And a tail. A
freaking tail. Panicked, he started to rip around the room, his nails leaving claw marks on the tile and he ran into his door and shattered his bedroom mirror. He was trying to get out of the room and ended up clawing the door and eventually broke the doorknob off with his paw, after leaving claw marks all over the doorframe and door. He tried to say something, and all that came out of his mouth was a roar.

  A freaking roar! He panicked; the animal instincts kicked in and before he knew it, he’d ripped his entire room apart before he could calm down. It took him a while; he was sure the neighbors below him would complain that it sounded like a herd of elephants running wild in his room.

  After a while when there was nothing left for him to tear apart, or wreck in his panicked, frenzied state, he finally sat down in the middle of the mess. With his room completely destroyed and what looked like a hurricane had hit it, Jonas tried to process that he wasn’t dreaming. That somehow, this was real. He was blaming the woman he’d brought home last night. She must have done this to him. He’d never believed in the paranormal, but given what he was seeing, he didn’t have a choice but to face that it was real at this point. The reality was, he didn’t have any other options. He walked over to the mirror and blinked. Turning his head from side to side, the fur around his head shook slightly. He didn’t know whether to be fairly impressed at how massive he looked, or completely terrified that he’d turn into a cat.

  A cat! So what if he was a big cat, a predatory animal who could stalk and take down prey in a single bound. He was no longer human. Panic welled up inside him and he started to pace his room in agitation as he looked at himself in the mirror. His tail swished back and forth and his ears laid flat against his head. He tried to make himself be human again, but he didn’t know how. Frustrated, he gave up after a while and decided he was going to be stuck like this forever, and since he lacked thumbs to open the door, he’d probably starve to death before he could figure out a solution.

  A few hours later, after he’d curled into a ball and tried to calm down, he eventually shifted back to human form. Naked, he examined his fingers and thought maybe he’d imagined the whole thing, until he saw the damage to his room. He groaned. It would take hours to clean up the mess. Some of which would be completely irreplaceable, and he’d have to start over. He headed to the kitchen to get trash bags.

  Jonas picked up broken glass, and smashed figurines. His dresser had tipped over and he picked it up and set it upright, realizing that despite the cheap material, it had survived semi-intact. The side was all scratched up, but the drawers still worked. He began putting the clothes that were strewn all over the room back in their assigned spot, and he had to throw about half his clothes away from the damage he’d caused while not quite himself.

  An alarm buzzed a while later, telling him he was going to be late, and it was his last chance if he didn’t want to miss his train. He scrambled to get ready and get out of the door in less than five minutes.

  He took a cab to work, realizing he’d be late otherwise if he tried to take the subway. He just didn’t have time after this morning. He hated wasting money on cabs when he had a perfectly good subway card. When he was done at work for the day Jonas realized he was starving and normally wasn’t a big meat eater. However, he was craving meat. He decided to order a pizza and settle down to see what he could figure out about his new… situation.

  While the pizza was being delivered, he started googling and looking around online. He found a lot of websites with people dressing up as animals, and eventually, he found a small forum that hinted at his issue, without flat out saying it. All of it could be deniable with the way it was worded, and sounded almost like fantasy. His gut told him this site was the real deal. Joining, he filled out all the registration and then went to the introduction thread. He read through a few of the posts and then went to the general section and posted a generic thread. He mentioned he had sex, woke up in an unusual state, and panicked. He wanted help. He left his personal email on the post and left it like that.

  Hoping they’d contact him, he went through the rest of the posts and site and saw people talking about things to do with controlling their urges, where they could go to be free, all the wording was vague, but he got the gist of what they meant, based on what he’d experienced this morning.

  He had work tonight, and called in sick for the next few days. He worked in an IT department at a hospital, normally he worked nights because it freed up his days, but right now, he needed to figure this out. He knew they’d survive without him, and he had some vacation time coming. Maybe that was his problem, he needed a real vacation and this would all sort itself out, and was just a big, bad dream.

  He used to think these websites were nothing but fake roleplaying, he hoped he wasn’t wrong and that at least some of the people on here where real. Every time he looked around his bedroom and saw the evidence of his feline rampage, it reminded him it had actually happened. He shifted again before he could stop himself, and dropped a plate on his toe, shattering the glass as it half-hit the tile in his kitchen. It took him hours again to shift back and he knew that if he kept up like this, he’d never be able to leave his apartment, or have a normal life. He just didn’t know what to do! He made himself a promise, that he wasn’t going to give up. He was stubborn, he just had to find a solution.

  The internet wasn’t much help though, and he didn’t have the girls number who was most likely the culprit for putting him in this situation. He couldn’t even contract her to ask for help. He was now regretting inviting a stranger home. It had been out of character for him, but something about her had been wild, passionate, he had taken a risk and he was now having to pay the consequences for those actions.

  A few days later, Jonas still hadn’t gotten control of his shifting and he kept waking up as a lion. He was unable to control his human form with stress and anger seeming to trigger his two shifts into a lion.

  When a knock happened on his door, he grabbed a bathrobe and covered himself, having just shifted back again. At the rate that this kept happening, he was going to lose his job. He hadn’t been able to go back to work, he was scared he was going to shift at work and hurt someone.

  When he opened the door, a beautiful, busty redhead was at the door. Her blue nails and eyes matched perfectly and she was dressed in jeans and a tight tank top that left nothing to the imagination. Her large breasts were perky and she had on no bra, it made his mouth water. He stared down at her chest and had to force his eyes back up to her face. She raised a brow and then chuckled.

  “Like what you see huh?” She asked him and pushed her way inside and shut the door.

  “Who are you?” Jonas asked her, staring at the pushy woman who gave him a quirky smile when he inquired to her identity.

  “Melissa. Riverheart. You can call me Lissa though.” She told him and took a step towards him and looked him up and down. “You asked for help. Here I am. So tell me about your problems kitty cat.”

  “Help?” He was confused for a moment, when she flashed her pearly white fangs at him, it sunk in after a minute that she was referring to his… other situation.

  “You posted asking for help. I can’t help you if you can’t prove it, so, show me.” Lissa told him and crossed her arms, which all that did was succeed in pushing her otherwise abundant cleavage up and distract him further.

  “I can’t control it,” Jonas finally admitted, “that’s why I was asking for help. I’m scared to go to work. If I were to wig out at work, it could be a problem. Or what if I was in public? I don’t know how to make myself… change on command.”

  “I can’t help you until I know for sure this is real,” Lissa told him quietly and put her hand on his arm. Leaning forward, she reached out and bit him, hard on the shoulder, but not hard enough to break the skin. Taken aback, Jonas stumbled backwards and couldn’t decide if he was turned on, or startled.

  “Why did you do that?” Jonas asked her and then kept backing up as she stalked him. When his bac
k hit the wall of his living room, he gulped hard. She didn’t give him an answer, but she grabbed his hair hard, and then kissed him. When she let go of him she stood back and watched him.

  “You’re not an aggressive man, are you?” She finally asked and looked disappointed.

  “What do you mean?” Jonas asked, confused by her question and her behavior.

  “Never mind, I’ll just have to switch tactics, typically, a woman pushing an aggressive man would trigger a primal response, but you aren’t aggressive. Nothing wrong with it, by any means.” Lissa reassured him, her personal preferences shouldn’t matter if she was going to help him. Although; she did prefer to be the one chased, instead of doing the chasing.

  “I don’t get it,” Jonas said and then when she slapped him in the face, it started him so much he started to shift. He couldn’t help it, her aggressive behavior towards him had him backing away and almost feeling the need to defend himself since he didn’t know what was going on.

  A few minutes later, he was on all fours on the floor in his living room, and Lissa stood next to him watching him curiously.

  “Well, now you need to shift back,” she told him and gave him an encouraging smile.

  Jonas tilted his head and gave her a look that said he couldn’t. So, he stood there. Waiting.

  “You really cannot figure this out, can you?” Lissa sighed, realizing that she had work cut out for her. “Okay, I’ll try to walk you through the change so you can at least change back on command.”

  Jonas perked up and for a moment, he hoped she was everything she seemed like she’d be. Maybe he’d actually get his life back, despite this new acquired problem he had.