Shifters Hallows Eve

by Lori King

His kind also claimed their mates by marking them, combining their essence by exchanging fluids with a bite. It took supreme effort for him to make his other half understand they would claim Raina soon. She was their Chosen, regardless if they could never claim her fully.

  “Look at me,” he ordered.

  Once she made eye contact, he bent and kissed her. Then releasing her hands, he slowly slid one hand down her stomach while she wrapped her arms around his neck. Their tongues slid together in a dance of their own while his fingers found her wet and warm. He parted her legs with his own, then delved his hand between her thighs. She canted her hips in welcome, making him chuckle. He rubbed her clit before stroking farther down to her pussy, pushing inside. With each pass he gathered more of her cream and spread it over her clit, sweeping and circling it, then going back to her entrance and doing it again. She trembled the faster he moved his fingers, while he never stayed long at either place, prolonging her pleasure.

  She gripped his hair, pulling her mouth away from his. “Please, Creed.”

  “Please what, Eros?” He licked her neck, flicking his nail against her clit faster. “Do you want me to do that?”

  “Oh, yes. Yes, that.” She tilted her hips up.

  “Or do you want me to fuck you with my fingers.” He pushed two digits deep, then added a third. She was so tight, her inner walls squeezing him.

  “That, too. Everything.”

  Pushing his fingers inside her, he rubbed his palm against her clit and worked her to a hard, fast orgasm. It was all he could do to keep from sinking his teeth into her exposed flesh as she wrapped her strong arms around him and pulled him to her.

  She shuddered, moaning as the mini contractions still shook her and he continued to work his fingers in and out of her.

  Her arousal coated his fingers when he pulled them out. He sat back and licked, taking her flavor into his mouth.

  “I need to be in you. Are you sure?” If she said no, he would surely go insane, but he’d pull back.

  “More sure than anything else in my life. Make me yours.” She reached between them, running her hand up and down his cock, her thumb brushing over the tip.

  He shuddered, untangling her fingers from his cock, then dropped forward, spreading her thighs farther apart. Looking down, he swore he’d never seen anything sexier in his entire life.

  Anxious to join with her, he grasped his cock with one hand, ran the tip along her wetness to coat it with her cream, then pushed inside. A harsh groan at how hot she was escaped his throat before he could stop it. Pulling back then pushing forward, he slowly entered her until he was seated all the way to his balls.

  “Damn, you are like a searing inferno gripping me like a wet hot glove. Don’t move or I’ll come like a boy on his first time.” He settled into the V of her hips, holding completely still.

  She panted. “I don’t think I can move. You’re huge. Like, did you grow a third leg or what?”

  He suppressed a chuckle. “You’re good for my ego.” After a few moments, he felt her relax. Drawing himself out, he then surged forward. In and out, he set up a pace ensured to satisfy them both. Wanting to prolong both their pleasures, he eased one hand beneath her hips, angling her up slightly, he made sure his pelvis hit her clit on each downward thrust. The action made her cry out sharply. He felt her pussy clench down on him, making him plunge back in and out faster, losing his rhythm for a second.

  She began thrusting against him, her moans driving him wild. The idea he could hold back his own impending orgasm became laughable. Needing her to go with him, he reached between their bodies, flicking his finger over her hardened little clit. The bundle of nerves already primed and ready only took a few swipes of his ministrations, and then she was screaming his name in ecstasy. He groaned loudly, joining her as his own climax shook him to his very core. The loud roar shocked him, thick black claws near her head had him jerking back in horror as they ripped into the bedding. His demon wanted his mate.

  Raina gasped and panted beneath him, red glowing eyes stared up at him, breath sawing out of her. “My demon,” she growled.

  His claws retracted, the demon settling back inside pleased she’d accepted a part of him. Falling onto his elbows, he rested his forehead against hers. “I’m sorry I lost control.”

  Her smile was like the sun coming out on a cloudy day. “That was wonderful. Don’t apologize for what we did. I love you and your demon form. Does my wolf repulse you?”

  He rolled to his side, taking her with him, his cock still inside her. “Goddess, no. Why would you ask that?”

  “Because it’s different than you are. I’m different than you. Isn’t that why you thought I’d despise your other side?” she whispered in a rough voice, cuddling against him.

  Her eyes were closed, but he could see inside her, feel her real worry he’d not love every facet of her being. His own insecurity had caused her to second guess his feelings, and for that, he wanted to kick his own ass. There wasn’t any other woman, or being in all the realms he would want for his Chosen. He let her see in his heart how he felt.

  “I am sorry, Raina. If I could take back the past few minutes and erase the hurt I caused you I would. Trust and believe you are the perfect Chosen for me. Hell, too perfect for me, but I will spend the rest of eternity making sure you know how much I love you, and do the best I can to be a good mate to you and our children if we are blessed to have them.” The thought of her bearing his young had his dick jerking inside her.

  “Well, I think that idea has made you very excited,” she laughed.

  “Are you not too sore?” He gave her a suspicious look, no way was he willing to hurt her for his own selfish pleasures.

  “She snorted, lifting to straddle him. “I’m half wolf, half vampire. I have awesome healing powers. Now, I just need a little lesson on what to do.” She rocked back and forth.

  “Ah, I think you are doing just fine.” He groaned as she began swiveling her hips. Creed’s eyes crossed and then he couldn’t think as she began moving up and down. His hands gripped her ass, helping her move faster.

  He was thousands of years old, had more women than he cared to remember, yet the tiny woman who claimed his heart, mind, and soul brought him to an orgasm with her in no time. They both came together, shouting each other’s name so loudly he figured if the Fey hadn’t soundproofed the room they were in, then the entire castle surely overheard them.

  5

  Creed stretched, wondering what had disturbed his sleep. A presence in the room he didn’t recognize, but one he knew wasn’t a threat, had him throwing back the cover. Not wanting to disturb his Chosen, he made sure she continued to sleep with a whisper into her mind. He waved his hand over the bed, invisible shields formed a dome, the protection spell one he and he alone, would be able to breach. With a thought, he donned a pair of slacks.

  “What brings you here, Alpha?” Creed asked by way of greeting. The wolf’s scent was clear to him. Although he wasn’t Raina’s alpha, the fact the tattooed man before him was in charge of a pack was clear in his aura.

  “My name is Kellen Stiles. Sorry to interrupt you so early, and most def in your bedroom. Jenna has a bit of explaining to do on that account,” he growled, looking toward the closed door.

  He was glad to see the other man wasn’t comfortable at the fact he’d popped into what was essentially Creed and Raina’s bedroom. “I’m sure you are aware my name is Creed, and the gorgeous creature sleeping is my Chosen, Raina.”

  Kellen inclined his head. “I’m aware of both your names, thanks to Jenna.” He took a deep breath. “You’ll have to excuse me. Fuck, this shit makes me nauseous.” Kellen ran his right hand over his head, the rings covering his hand catching Creed’s eyes.

  “Why don’t you skip the pleasantries and just get right to the nuts and bolts of your visit. I’m assuming this isn’t a social call. I’m also assuming you don’t visit the Fey world much either if the unhealthy hue to your skin tone is anything to go by.
” Creed towered over the alpha, but he sensed no fear from him. Interesting, since he usually made others quake just by standing next to them.

  A grin quirked the corner of Kellen’s lips. “I like your thinking. All right, I’m gonna lay this out for you. That little lady’s brothers are a pain in my motherfucking ass. I need you to return to Earth so they will get the fuck out of my club before I rip their throats out. Because if I do that, then my mate will be pissed. If my mate is pissed, then I don’t get laid. When I don’t get laid, then my pack faces my ire. Hence the shit rolls down. Feel me?”

  “Basically, this is all about you getting laid?” Creed nodded knowingly.

  Kellen raised his brow. “Pretty much. Plus, if I killed those two, Jenna would be hurt. I sort of like the little Fey. Don’t tell her I said that.”

  He tried to wrap his mind around what the hell that meant, but the covers rustling had him glancing back toward the bed. “My Chosen and I didn’t come here voluntarily, you understand?”

  “How did you get here?” Kellen didn’t look over to the bed.

  Creed’s respect for the alpha went up tenfold. “I’m assuming you know who and what I am?”

  “I didn’t ask questions, although I know you are not wolf, nor are you vampire or human.”

  He tilted his head, wondering what the alpha would do or say once he realized he was talking to the son of Satan and an Angel mixed. The words were out of his mouth before he could call them back.

  “Damn, boy. That is quite the combo.” Kellen rubbed a thumb over his bottom lip. “So, you take after your dad or mom?”

  Unable to help himself, Creed laughed. “Do you want to know if I collect souls for the good, or the bad side?”

  “No. I mean do you have wings like an angel, or horns like a devil. I mean wings would be cool, except they’d get in the way. Horns, they would sort of give you away unless you could hide them and shit.”

  The seriousness in his voice and expression wasn’t lost on Creed. He searched the alpha’s face and mind, coming up against a wall that kept him from seeing inside him. However, being as old as he was, he was pretty good at reading others, and came to a decision. “I have wings, and I can transport from place to place as long as I know where I want to go, or if I can lock onto a person. As for horns…I have them in my demon form. So, I guess the answer is, I take more after daddy dearest in that way. Although, I am not a soul collector. Now,” he growled.

  “What does that mean?” Kellen’s hands went to his hips, the tattoos on his arms jerking as his muscles flexed.

  “Meaning I’m not a boy, Kellen. As a matter of fact, I have seen worlds come and go for thousands of years. So yes, I’ve collected the damned for my father, but only those who were truly evil and vile. I’ve never once in all my time been one of my father’s minions. He has plenty who do that for him.”

  “Good to know. All right, then. You bringing her back or what? I don’t want to be killing the Cordell twins, but I’m this close.” He held his thumb and pointer finger together.

  Creed laughed. He liked the man and his one track mind. “Why doesn’t Jenna bring them here? The reason we are here is to keep Raina out of the way of my father.”

  Kellen shrugged. “Probably cause they get on her nerves. Hell, they get on mine, and I wouldn’t have to be sandwiched between them. Yeah, I just threw up in my mouth on that one.”

  Shaking his head, Creed looked toward the bed to see if Raina still slept. His mind reached out to her. He hoped she wasn’t dream walking, especially when he wasn’t there to monitor where she went. If his father wanted to capture her, he’d try it when she was most vulnerable.

  “I’m going to go persuade one Fey to put two Wolpires out of their misery.” Kellen strode toward the door.

  “Wolpires?” Creed asked, walking with him.

  At the door, Kellen looked over his shoulder and shrugged. “The mix of wolf and vampires. Seems a fitting name.”

  The door clicked shut behind him, Kellen’s voice sounding muffled as he yelled for Jenna. Creed snorted out a laugh. The big bad alpha had a demented sense of humor, or he was just plain crazy. Either way, Creed was glad he was gone. Staring down at his woman’s sleeping form, he marveled at the miracle he was given.

  “I’ll protect you with every fiber of my being, and beyond.” He made the vow, knowing he’d die to protect her.

  * * *

  Raina heard Creed and another man speaking. She tried to pry her eyes open, but something kept her from waking completely. A sinister presence like a black fog surrounded her, pulling her deeper into slumber.

  She looked around the unfamiliar setting. Darkness intruded, making her breath catch in her throat. She swallowed against the fear. Never had she been unable to manipulate the dream world. Pulling on her experience, she harnessed control. Light appeared all around, showing her where she was. “Dang, maybe it was better when I couldn’t see.”

  Back in the valley where she’d been during her dream walk with Creed, only now she stared at the castle that was closer than before. The barren ground under her feet crunched all around her as beings went about their business, paying no mind to her. Heat buffeted her legs, scorching in its intensity. In that moment clarity hit her that she wore only the shirt of Creed’s. Her thoughts skittered as she tried to manifest thick leather clothing to protect her from head to toe. When the action took more effort than normal, she was breathing hard as the last article covered her flesh. Pulling her hair back, she secured it with a band from her wrist, not wanting to expend any more energy than necessary by using her mind. Whatever was going on in the dream was draining her.

  A loud hiss to her right had her jerking around, claws extended. The sight of a small, childlike creature sitting on a large boulder eating what looked like the remains of an arm, revolted her.

  “You don’t belong here,” it hissed.

  Raina shook her head. “Why are you here?”

  The thing licked its treat, then tossed it onto a pile of other bones. “I live here.” It waved a bony arm in an arc. “You smell like bastard.”

  Raina’s back straightened. “Excuse me?”

  The thing leaped through the air like a spider monkey before Raina could anticipate its move, landing on her back. “My brother, the bastard. You smell like him.” It inhaled deeply. “Where is he?”

  She nearly cried out as the thing jerked her head back at an angle sure to decapitate a human. Unwilling to be the next victim to the creature, Raina reached over her shoulder and jerked the creature off, tossing her away with her enhanced strength. “If you plan to hurt Creed, you’ll have to go through me.” Her wolf pushed to the surface partially, mixing with her vampire. She allowed the thing, now crouched and ready to attack, to see the long claws and fangs she sported. Her eyes would be the red of her vampire, and if needed, she’d morph into her wolf to rip whatever she faced to shreds.

  “You dare threaten me on his behalf?” The creature sat back on its ass. “You like my Creed?”

  Hearing the thing in front of her refer to Creed as hers had a shard of jealousy ripping through her. True, the man was thousands of years old, and she’d known he’d had many lovers of all species, but looking at the tiny creature that looked more childlike than female…Raina couldn’t wrap her mind around the idea.

  “Oh, stop looking at me like that, sicko. Creed’s like my brother. In fact, he’s my Halfling. We share the same father, sort of. Although Satan doesn’t claim me the way he does Creed. Not that I care you understand,” it hissed.

  The ground rumbled before Raina could ask more, making the creature scramble back to its boulder. “Come, you must not be down there.”

  She stared at the outstretched hand with the long bony fingers that had only moments ago been holding a human arm. Looking at the piles of skeletons, Raina hesitated.

  “They were all pedophiles.” The disgust evident in its voice held no trace of subterfuge.

  “I really need to shore up my walls,
” Raina muttered.

  “What is your name, thing of Creed’s?”

  Raina leaped onto the top of the boulder instead of taking the hand offered. “Raina. What is yours?” She stood, and looked around.

  As the ground below stopped shifting, red lava poured out of where she had been, melting the very spot.

  “Does that happen often?” Her eyes took in the scene, then looked at the little thing crouched next to her.

  “Kyrene is I. I am female like you.” She tilted her head to the side. “That happens when he is mad.” Her finger pointed toward the castle.

  Fucking great! She knew for a fact if you died in the dream world, then you died in the real one. Usually, she was the one in control, but she was not the one with the power this time. Her only hope lay at the hands of the being who was bent on claiming her. Hell would freeze over before she allowed him to lay one finger on her, or those she loved.

  “Oh, I’ve seen that look before. It is usually just before heads rolled,” Kyrene muttered. “Where is Creed?”

  “I wish I knew.” Raina inhaled deeply. “Do you know how to leave this realm?”

  When Kyrene nearly fell off the rock with her wheezing laughter, Raina almost gave her the extra push. Her humanity and the reminder this was Creed’s relation stayed her action.

  “Nobody leaves. This is the Master’s world. You can check out anytime you like.” She waved at the pile of bones. “Lots of ways to do that. But, there is no way to leave the way you are suggesting, unless you are Creed, or one of His minions.” Kyrene shuddered.

  “How did you get here?” Raina wanted Creed. She wanted to wake up. Dammit, she felt like crying.

  Kyrene scooted forward, then stood. At five foot five inches, Raina was considered average height, and she had thought the crouched thing…no female would be small. Yet as she stood, they were almost eye-to-eye. In a blink, Kyrene shifted into a lovely looking woman. “Don’t look so shocked, Raina who smells of Creed. We all have facades. You think my mother wasn’t smart enough to ensure I knew how to protect myself from harm, before she was no longer of use?”