Shifters Hallows Eve

by Lori King

  If she was so distraught she wasn’t emotionally okay for it, I’d know. Right? Yes. I’d know.

  Before I went back into the house, I’d made up my mind to play it by ear — and smell — and see how the evening went.

  She was sitting at my kitchen table, staring at her phone when I came in.

  “Everything okay?’

  “Yeah, I’ll need to get my own cell plan tomorrow. They’ll probably take me off theirs at the first opportunity.”

  “We’ll do that in the morning before we get your things. You can give them your new number when you see them.”

  She nodded and I told her, “We’ll have a pickup truck and an SUV, and I can arrange for a box truck if you think they’ll let you have your furniture.”

  “I don’t know if they will or not, but it’s only a few pieces and should fit in the back of a pickup. My guess is they’ll have everything I can take out on the front lawn, so no one has to be invited inside.”

  “I’m sorry.”

  She shook her head. “Not your fault. I lied, and these are the consequences. I hated lying to them — I knew it was wrong.”

  “They didn’t give you a choice.”

  She shrugged. “I always had a choice. I took the easy way out. I owe them an apology, but they aren’t ready to hear it yet.”

  She’d put her bathing suit back on while I was out back, and I still had mine on. “Come on, let’s get something to drink and head back out to the pool.”

  When the lot beside my house had gone up on the auction block, I’d jumped on it, and then sprung for the fence and the pool. I may not be able to let my lion run as often as I like, but swimming laps in my human form comes a close second when I need to work something out. And right now, I needed to work the adrenaline out of my system. I can heal from most everything, but a close shot from a forty-five could be devastating, and there were no guarantees I’d be able to make the change fast enough to survive the damage if I took a direct hit to the heart or brain.

  I swam laps on my own for probably ten minutes. Destiny took up residence in a corner, out of my way, and I stayed aware so I could be sure she was safe. When I was finally exhausted and could think straight, I swam to her underwater and came up out of breath, pulling her to me as I gasped for air.

  “Sometimes — now that I know you’re a big cat — I can see the feline attitude.”

  I chuckled as I kissed the top of her head. “You aren’t the first to call me an asshole cat. It’s okay.”

  “I didn’t call you a bad word!”

  “No, but I understood what you were saying.” I smiled, hoping she’d see I wasn’t upset. “I wasn’t born to it, but apparently because of the way I had to be taught control, my cat is more a part of my attitude than most who’re bitten.”

  “I’m sorry my dad pulled a gun on you. Could he have killed you if he’d shot? I know you said you can change and heal, but is there a way to kill you?”

  “I can be killed, but it isn’t easy.” Even for those who know about us, we aren’t supposed to tell them our weaknesses.

  “Does your lion like the water? Can he swim?”

  “My lion loves the pool. He can swim, but he prefers to lounge in it, which is why I have the shallow area around the corner.” It’s an L-shaped pool, with the small leg of it between one and three feet deep.

  “You built the privacy fence for him?”

  I nodded. “Lions don’t need to change on the full moon like the mythologies say werewolves do, but I need to let him out a good bit.” I looked at the den I’d made for him in the corner of the lot, and then back to Destiny. “If I don’t have to be anywhere early the next day, I often sleep out here as my lion. Not many shifters live in downtown residences, but with this lot, it’s worked okay for me so far.”

  We swam, floated, talked, cuddled, and kissed for perhaps an hour. Sex doesn’t work so well in a pool, so I didn’t even try, but it was good to spend more time in each other’s arms.

  * * *

  Destiny

  By the time we’d gone in and dried off, which took some time with a hair dryer on my part, I’d given up on him trying anything with me again. He’d left another of his shirts out for me, and I loved wearing his clothes. It seemed so intimate.

  Still, I was surprised when I climbed into bed and he rolled so one of his legs were over both of mine, and his kiss took my breath away.

  He kissed me until I was mad with desire, and he lifted his face to practically growl, “Don’t wanna hurt you, but I need to make you mine.”

  “Please, Zeke. I don’t care if it hurts. I need you.” I sealed my mouth to keep from saying please again.

  “You need to know a couple of things. I’ve never had sex with a human. I’ve told you some of the reasons, but it’s also because my lion eyes come out when I’m into it. If you see them, it’s okay. It’s still me. I’m in control, but he likes to come to the surface and play a little, too.” He sighed. “It’s kind of important you do what I tell you, though. Especially when he’s near the surface. I won’t hurt you, but I may have to walk away to get control if I think you’re challenging us. Me.” He shook his head. “Pronouns are hard, sometimes.”

  I think some women would’ve run away — or decided to find someone else — at the prospect of a lion peering in during sex. However, the look in his eyes when he told me… it was as if he was opening up and telling me a secret, and I knew in my heart it was important for me to accept all of him. Lion and human — both needed my love, respect, and acceptance.

  “I trust you, Zeke. You won’t hurt me. If you tell me to do something and I don’t think I can, I’ll explain. I won’t just say no.”

  His mouth crashed down on mine, and the leg draped over mine moved between them, parting them so he could rest between my legs. He’d put boxers on, and he leaned over me so I felt his hard length on my bare private parts, but there was still fabric between while he kissed me crazy.

  I grabbed at him as he moved down and kissed my neck, but he put my hands near my head and held them there as he kissed down my front, over the top of my shirt. His shirt.

  My hands were freed as he moved to my crotch and lifted the shirt. I protested at first, when he put his mouth down there… until I felt the first lick, and then all I could do was groan and beg for more.

  I knew what an orgasm was now, and I also knew he was getting me close and then backing off, over and over. I was nearly crazy with desire when he finally lifted his body over mine. He must’ve taken his shorts off when I wasn’t paying attention, because it was all him now, with nothing between us.

  My eyes flew open and I said, “Condom! I don’t want to get pregnant!”

  “Ssshhh. I’m wearing one. We aren’t ready for a baby. I told you — I’ll take care of you.”

  “When did you—”

  He put a finger over my mouth and grinned. “I’m good, Teeny. Enough questions or I’ll have to go down on you some more to get you all horny again.”

  His words alone were enough to remind me how much I wanted this, how close he’d had me to the edge, and how close I still was. My hips wiggled as he pressed the tip to my most private part, and then my eyes flew open again as he began to spread me open with his penis. His cock, I reminded myself. He wanted me to call it a cock.

  “I’ll go slow at first, unless you want me to go fast and get it over with.”

  I shook my head. “Slow is good. It’s… pressure, but I thought it would hurt.”

  He pulled out a little, pushed back in. “You’re so tight, my little Teeny girl. I barely have the head in.”

  “You left my shirt on.” It was hard to put words together with him inside me, but I’d expected him to strip me naked.

  “Whatever it takes to make you comfortable.” It looked like he was having to concentrate to string words together, too. I closed my eyes and rubbed my hands down his arms. His muscles seemed more pronounced, and I opened my eyes again to look. His arms were even more
corded than normal, and somehow I knew he was having to force himself to go slow.

  “It isn’t hurting, Zeke. I’m good. I need more. I want more.”

  He pulled out and pushed in with more force this time, his gaze locked on mine.

  His finger had been smaller, but he’d been able to find a magical spot inside me with it, and in some ways I think I’d enjoyed it more.

  But this was… it was him spreading me open, claiming me, and he got pleasure this way, too. It wasn’t all one-sided, and I desperately wanted to know what it would feel like with him completely inside me. I didn’t care if it hurt, I just needed him in me.

  “Please,” I heard myself moan as he once again pulled out. “I want you. I want all of you.”

  “And you’ll get me as I think you can handle me.” He entered me again, the same speed as before, and I pushed my hips up to try to meet him partway.

  His smile told me he liked me moving with him, and I braced my feet better.

  Finally, he found a steady rhythm and I relaxed into it. I knew he wasn’t all the way in, and I knew he was taking his time getting me used to him, but I was okay with it once he picked up speed.

  Until he pushed harder, and went in farther, and my entire body froze as a high-pitched squeak came out of my mouth.

  We both froze a second, and then his mouth was on my forehead and my temple as he apologized, but I said, “Don’t you dare apologize. It just caught me off guard.” I took his cheeks in my hands, looked him in the eye, and said, “I need you to give me everything. Please, Zeke. I know it’ll hurt, but can we get it over with?”

  * * *

  Zeke

  I’m so long, I can rarely fit all of me into a woman in the missionary position, and Teeny is so fucking short, there’s no way my length will fit.

  I should’ve been able to get a few more inches in her, but I didn’t want to hurt her.

  My lion, on the other hand, was on board with her plan. He wanted to get the first part over with so we could fuck like animals. Nathan had assured me the spikes on my penis would stay inside while I was with a human, and I had no reason not to believe him. Still, I worried a little.

  The top of my bed’s footboard has leather padding, exactly the right height for me to fuck someone bent over it. I wanted to see into her eyes, though, so it wasn’t the ideal spot for now.

  I slid off the bed and pulled her to the edge, so her ass was hanging off about an inch, and I showed her how to hold her legs up and out of the way. I spread my legs until my cock was the right height, and I entered her and pushed up. She was still soaked from all the teasing earlier, so it didn’t take me long to find her g-spot with the head of my cock. She was even tighter from this angle, but her scent — and the expression on her face — told me any pain she felt was extra spice on the rest of it, so I pressed harder, and harder, though I kept my pace slow.

  I hit bottom once and got a squeal out of her, and backed off enough to keep from doing it again. She felt so damned good around me, so fucking tight. My heart melted a little when she pushed her elbows in front of her legs to hold them in place so she could touch me and caress me.

  I knew I was probably being too cautious. Nathan had talked to me about how careful I’d have to be with a human, but he’d also said they were a lot tougher than I thought. She was begging for more — I just needed to be sure she was enjoying it as I gave it to her.

  I increased my speed and groaned at the way she accepted me into her. A few scrapes over her g-spot, and her inner walls were gripping and moving with pleasure. I stayed in the same spot until she was ready to come, and then shifted just enough to give her a different sensation. I instinctively knew she’d be able to take more of me at this angle, and I pressed farther, and farther, and then realized I was all the way in. I smelled pain and pleasure, but it was all sweet, nothing bitter, so I didn’t back off. Some women like it when you bottom out inside them, and it looked like Destiny was going to be my dream woman in every way imaginable.

  I paused inside her long enough to lean down and give her a kiss that threatened to break me. I knew she’d be able to see my lion’s eyes, but she welcomed the two of us with her lips, her tongue. As I straightened, I touched her hand where it rested on my arm. “Rub and squeeze if it’s good. Slap my arm if it’s too much.” I took a breath and tried to explain better. “My lion doesn’t process words quite the same as me. We’ll both know what it means if you slap my arm, though.”

  She nodded, and I closed my eyes as I pulled out and pressed in.

  * * *

  Destiny

  I was glad he’d warned me about seeing his lion’s eyes, but I wondered if he knew his voice changed, too.

  I wasn’t afraid though. The lion hadn’t hurt me in the woods, and he wouldn’t hurt me here.

  At that moment, however, my brain wasn’t capable of stringing those thoughts together, because Zeke’s cock was doing the most wonderful things inside me. I couldn’t move my hips to help with the speed from this angle, but I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have been able to control my lower body, no matter what.

  In and out, in and out, and the stretch was on the verge of too much, and yet I wanted to feel all of him. When I finally felt the front of his body touch — so I knew he was all the way inside me — I squeezed his arms as tight as I could, and I vaguely remember screaming yes every time he filled me.

  When my orgasm had hit before, it was like a tidal pool, where the waves get higher and higher until they eventually surge over the top and spill over, wave after wave after wave.

  This one came on more like a freight train, barreling down the tunnel until it shot out the end and I was so overwhelmed with bliss, I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move, couldn’t think. My body moved and spasmed, and pleasure shot through my veins and saturated every cell of my body.

  Zeke went faster, almost out of control, and then froze as he made a noise somewhere between a roar and a growl, and I felt heat inside me. Once he was still, I could feel my own muscles moving over his hard length, and my orgasm intensified as I realized we were both coming together. Our gazes met and I saw the man’s eyes, then the lion’s, then the man’s again, and I squeezed his arms tighter with my fingers as I pulled him to me.

  Instead of leaning over me, he reached behind my back and lifted me, his arms around me holding me to his chest as I reached around his neck with my arms, and around his torso with my legs, and held on tight. I never wanted to let go, and he must’ve felt the same because he stood there a long time before he walked me to his bathroom.

  He had me put one foot on the side of the tub, and told me to hang onto him for balance as he reached down to remove himself and the condom at the same time. He tossed the condom, and then his arms were back around me.

  He’d turned one of the bedrooms of the old house into a bathroom, and the tub was custom made of tiles. I’ve seen smaller wading pools. I figured it would take forever to fill, but when he turned the knob, the bathroom reverberated with the noise of four faucets filling the tub.

  He shrugged as I looked at him in question. “I widened some of the doorways, and made other modifications for my lion, too. Before I bought the lot next door and put the pool in, I needed to spend time inside as my lion. He likes lounging in the water, so I made a tub big enough for him.”

  “Why are we taking a bath?”

  He stood me inside the tub and turned toward the sink. He pulled two gallons of apple cider vinegar out, as well as a small tub of Epsom salts. “I want to keep you from being sore later, if I can.”

  10

  Zeke

  My little Destiny woke me with her mouth on me the next morning, and I talked her through the basics of a blowjob. She wasn’t ready to take me to completion with it, but I went down on her when she reached her limit, and then let her help me give myself a handjob.

  She wanted sex, but I wanted to give her twenty-four hours before we went at it again.

  We went to the cellphone
place to get her put on my plan, and then met Aaron and Nathan at Denny’s in Cleveland before we headed across Highway Sixty into the middle of nowhere to get her things from her parents’ house.

  We were all outfitted with a GoPro unit on a live feed, and the officer at the road had a tablet supplied by Nathan, with video and audio from my unit, and video from everyone else’s. I’m an attorney — I like to cover myself legally.

  Destiny hadn’t even tried to keep her old number, since the owner of the account has to okay its transfer. She’d thankfully been able to keep her phone, and had only needed a new SIM card for it. She called her dad from her new number when we were a few minutes away.

  “We’re almost there, Dad.” She waited for him to respond, and when he didn’t, she said, “We have a pickup and an SUV, in case you let me take my bed. I love you, and I know you’re disappointed in me, and I’m sorry. No one will threaten you, but you have to know they’ll all be armed after you pulled a gun on Zeke.” She looked at me as she took a breath and continued. “A police car will stay at the road. Zeke’s boss wanted to make sure both sides use their manners. He called in a favor, so it isn’t official and no one’s writing a police report about it, unless there’s a problem.”

  “Everything from your side of the room except the furniture is on a tarp in the front yard. I figured you’d be in your heathen’s bed. Do you need your bed?”

  “Zeke’s offered to let me stay in his guest room until I can find an apartment and get moved, but… Daddy, do we have to do this? I’ll be in his guest bed for now, but it would be nice if I have a bed when I get an apartment.” She sighed. “I understand I’ve made choices you don’t approve of, and I’m sorry we have a difference of opinion, but I still love and respect you. I was wrong for lying, and I’m sorry for that, too.”

  “You need to tell this to your mamma.”

  “If you’ll let her come outside and talk to me, I will.”

  My heart broke for her, but I could only act as her support system for this. My lion wanted to eat anyone who hurt her, but that didn’t work when it was her family doing the hurting.