by Sierra Brave
He moved his hands to her ass, grasping at each cheek and squeezing as she rubbed her groin against his. Her moans resonated in the air all around them. After he fixed his gaze on her, he relaxed his body on the blanket and panted for air. Maddie closed her eyes and opened her mouth. Her bottom lip curled slightly as her dark locks fluttered around in time with her lustful ride.
While watching her enraptured expression, his dick grew so hard the zipper began to irritate him through his underwear. He unfastened the button, alleviating a little of the pressure but not enough. He placed the tips of his fingers at the crotch of Maddie’s jeans, wedging them between her thighs at the area of contact as he desperately attempted to catch his breath. She lifted up just enough for him to slide his palm between and cup her pussy while he unzipped his pants. “That’s better.”
After unbuttoning her jeans, he tugged them down her hips. She jumped up to her feet, and then pushed her pants down around her ankles. As she kicked them off, along with her boots, Abram shed his shoes and jeans as well.
Maddie dropped to her knees, and he pulled her to him. Frantically, she threw her arms around his neck. Their lips collided, opening, tongues rushing forward seeking and exploring. He rolled over on top of her before mapping out her curves with his hands, caressing every mound, fold, and valley of her flesh.
He couldn’t get enough of her kisses. As he went in for more, she lifted her head and parted the seam of her mouth, her warm breath welcoming him just before they connected. Their tongues twirled and twisted as their bodies pressed together.
Abram ran a hand up her thigh and then caressed her pussy over her panties, mapping the folds. She melted beneath his touch, soaking the material between her legs with her warm juices. As she groaned and squirmed, he strummed her clit.
He looked at her face as he hooked his fingers under the sides of her pink bikini underwear and pulled them down over her hips. As she lifted to help him, her eyes were dewy and a rosy glow lit up her cheeks. She mewed and panted while reaching out and then grasping his cock, squeezing it over his boxer shorts. He groaned as she yanked at the waistband, releasing his length. “Mmm.”
As his cock jutted forward, she gasped and her eyes widened. She ogled at his erection. “Oh, my.”
He puffed out his chest. “That’s right.”
“Whoa.” She licked her bottom lip. “Well, break out a magnum.”
As soon as she said the condom’s name brand, his heart sunk. “Shit.” He palmed his face. “I didn’t bring anything.”
She groaned and grimaced. “No way!”
He sat up and growled with disappointment. “This was a business outing. I wasn’t expecting…” She held up a palm, indicating he should stop talking. He shrugged. “I don’t suppose you have one?”
“If I did, I’d already be rolling it down over this.” She grasped the base of his shaft and stroked it upwards, palming the head before sliding her hand down the length again. He inhaled sharply and moaned through gritted teeth.
“I guess there’s only one thing to do.” He got down on his belly as he grasped her thighs, pushing his head between them. His mouth molded to her damp pussy, and she gasped before resting her legs on his shoulders. His tongue traced her tender folds and teased the swollen bud above them. She arched her back, pushing her cunt toward his face. He flicked his tongue up and down and then back and forth as she squirmed and squealed.
“Oh, yeah. So good!” She grasped his hair, her nails nipping at his scalp. As he sucked her clit, her thighs tightened around his cheeks. He explored with his fingers, finding her slick opening and slowly entering, just one digit to start and then a second. She clenched against them, her sweet cream dripping on his palm.
A sharp tug on his hair forced him to stop and lift his head. He looked into her eyes as he caught his breath. “What’s the matter?”
“This doesn’t seem quite fair. Roll over.” He complied without making a fuss. No sooner than his back hit the ground, she was straddling his face, bending over as she grabbed his cock and brought it to her tongue.
“Oh, hell yeah!” Abram sucked in his breath as warm wetness slathered over the tip of his dick and soon spread downward as far as Maddie’s little mouth would allow. She grasped the base, stroking the area left uncovered by her warm breath. Her head bobbed up and down as she sucked. He closed his eyes. “Mmm, that’s so good.”
Her pussy enhanced his line of vision, tempting him with glistening pinkness. He lifted up and tasted her, pressing a kiss against her smooth folds. His tongue scouted out the terrain and keyed in on the best spots based on how she squawked and shuddered.
Maddie’s soft lips massaged his erection as her tongue flicked just below the glans. A coiling tightness started in his belly, straining down to his groin as the pleasure neared climax. She slathered saliva over the head as she slurped, releasing him with a slight smacking sound. He groaned as her tongue twirled around the crown and then teased the shaft before engulfing him again.
Warm waves of bliss overwhelmed him as surges of ecstasy drew him closer to the abyss with every deep pull toward the back of Maddie’s throat. He uttered guttural noises as he clenched his abdominal muscles.
He swallowed before redirecting his efforts to her velvety smooth pussy, covering the lips with his saliva and tracing them with his tongue before lapping at her swollen clit. She moaned as he penetrated her with his index and middle fingers. He explored her with vigor, wiggling and pumping his long digits until she stopped sucking, forced to cry out as he hit the special spot deep inside her.
Maddie panted and purred as she stroked his cock from root to tip. Her tongue managed to tap the cap a couple of times, but as soon as his fingertips struck her sweet spot again, she’d lose focus and cry out. He sucked her clit vigorously while pummeling the sensitive region with pinpoint accuracy. She threw her head back and moaned as her pussy clamped his digits and her thighs trembled against the sides of his face. Her sweet juices flowed down, drenching his fingers, mouth, and chin as her body quivered in orgasm.
After she recovered from the aftershocks, Maddie leaned forward. Her warm breath covered Abram’s dick, and he closed his eyes, sighing in bliss as she devoured the first inch of his erection. He tilted his head back and lifted his chin, smiling as she sheathed his shaft in sultry heat. He bucked his hips in time with her movements and when she caressed his scrotum, rolling the sack in her palm, he gulped air. Irresistible surges of pleasure created an intense pressure. Abram grunted. “Can’t…Maddie, I’m gonna.”
He half expected her to abandon his member to the cool air and finish with her hand, but she sucked him in deep, hallowing her cheeks. Her tongue flickered, hitting a responsive area. He quivered as his climax burst forward to christen the back of her throat. Trying to catch his breath, he inhaled sharply, but Maddie didn’t miss a beat. She sucked him dry and then pulled her sweet lips all the way up over his glans, licking until there was surely not a drop remaining. Her mouth made a smacking noise as she released him.
Slowly, she turned around to look at him. Her flushed cheeks were beautiful by the light of the fire, and he could tell her pupils were dilated before she looked away shyly. “Water?”
Abram grabbed his canteen and handed it to her. She took a long swig, her throat moving as she gulped down the liquid. He reached out and caressed the side of her waist. “That was amazing.”
She swallowed. “You were good too.”
He beckoned her with open arms. “Com’ere.”
She smiled as she snuggled against his left flank. He cupped her cheek and kissed her. After she broke their loving smooch, she pursed her lips and averted her gaze before pressing the side of her cheek on his chest.
After witnessing her bashful expression, Abram’s heart pounded. He stroked a strand of her hair. “Did I mention I like you?”
Maddie woke up resting on Abram’s broad chest with her arm draped around his waist. Yawning as she sat up, she watched him sleep and listened to
the mild sound of him breathing as she inhaled deeply to savor his scent. The fire had died down to nearly nothing, but she could still see his ruggedly handsome bone structure. Gorgeous. She resisted the urge to touch him. If he woke up, she’d want to finish what they started.
Technically, they had both reached their conclusions, but she longed to have him inside of her, filling her pussy with his huge cock. She squeezed her thighs together remembering how wide she’d had to open her mouth to take in his full girth. The cool air and the absence of a properly stoked fire chilled her skin, but the area between her legs and her core sweltered as a spirited restlessness compelled her to make a move. If she didn’t get away from him and burn off some of her vitality, she’d be in a fix.
She hopped up and slipped off into the shadows cast by the old cabin. She regarded the moon’s light as she crouched, moving her head from side-to-side. She rolled her shoulders just as the process began. The popping and clicking noises associated with the shifting process resonated all around her. She bared her teeth just before they transformed into sharpened points. As she pushed her fingers down on the ground, her hands became paws, her claws scraping into the loamy soil.
As soon as her metamorphosis was complete, leaving her as sleek as butter and covered in soft fur, she bolted, running as fast as she could. In her human form, she could see and hear better than most, but as a mountain lion her ears amplified the sound of every ruffled blade of grass or disturbed shrub, and her eyes adjusted to the lack of illumination with quick efficiency. Compared to her hearing and vision, her olfactory sense was weak, but every scent she encountered surrounded her like a living presence. The rabbits in their burrows thumped while not too far away a white-tailed deer nibbled on tree bark. Neither would be safe if she was hungry, but her belly was still full of fish.
Abram blinked his eyes as he woke up alone. He extended his arm and patted around on the blanket beside his body. As he sat up, his cold skin missed Maddie’s warmth, and he couldn’t see far with such little light. He squinted, turning his head left and then right.
He remembered the noise he’d heard back in the cave, and his stomach dropped. Adrenaline pressed him to action. He felt around until he found the flashlight. While picking it up, he clicked the switch. Once he was on his feet, he turned in a full circle, surveying the area. He didn’t see Maddie, but he found his clothes. As far as he could tell, Maddie’s clothes were still there too. As he gathered his things, he noticed his gun and holster, wrapped up in his jeans. He dressed quickly. Where’s my girl?
He took a couple of steps in the direction of the cabin and stopped. Maybe natured called. Should I give her a minute? “Maddie?” When she didn’t answer, he called her name a few more times before circling the cabin. Oh, my God. Where is she? He rushed to the front door. The floorboard of the porch creaked as he turned the doorknob and entered. “Maddie?”
A quick shine of light produced no sign of her. Abram’s stomach tightened as if it were a rope full of sailor’s knots. He turned and exited the building, shutting the door behind him. Just as he was about to stomp down the stairs, he lifted the flashlight and illuminated the stretch of land where he’d been camping.
As he caught sight of the mountain lion just a few feet away from him, his jaw dropped and his blood pressure soared. He checked the animal's face and then glanced down at its paws. He didn’t see any obvious signs up blood, but until he found Maddie unharmed, this beast was his enemy. Slowly, he moved his free hand down to his holster. The cat looked right at him, opened its jaws and made a sound more akin to chirping than the roaring or snarling he would have expected.
The cat padded toward him, and Abram’s heart pounded while sweat damped his skin. Shit! I might really have to shoot this damn cougar. He drew his gun but before he could aim, the cat stopped in its tracks. Seriously? It knows?
The mountain lion sat down and then slowly rolled over on its back, showing its belly while lifting its paws. Abram’s eyes widened and he lowered his weapon. The air around the animal seemed to move differently and then the clicking and popping noises started. A sickening sensation churned around in his stomach as his heart sunk. Bile inched up his throat as he watched the big cat’s paws transform into hands and feet. He shivered as the animal’s fur gave way to smooth skin, and he swallowed down his revulsion as Maddie emerged.
She stood up, naked and beautiful. Abram stilled, staring at her. He hadn’t seen another person shift since he was a little kid, and he barely had any memory of the experience. The way he grew up, shifting was like masturbation. No one else could know.
Maddie strutted with as much sex appeal as any supermodel on a runway. She held her head high, her wide smile pushing her cheekbones upward while showing her perfect teeth. She seemed so proud, but shifting made him feel exactly the opposite, and he tried his damnedest to transform as little as possible.
His bottom lip trembled as she closed the distance between them. Even as she stepped directly in front of him, he couldn’t force himself to move or speak. She placed her palm on the side of his face. “Are you crazy? Put away the gun.”
He’d forgotten he was holding the firearm but holstered the weapon as soon as she reminded him. “You’re a shifter?”
“That I am, baby.” She flashed him a flirty smile, her eyes hooded.
“I was afraid something happened to you.”
“I got a little antsy and decided to go for a run, but that’s awful sweet of you to worry.” As she leaned in closer, he squared his shoulders and tensed, turning his gaze away from hers.
She stepped back, her eyebrows lifting and curving, creating furrows on her forehead. She tilted her head, trying to get a read on his body language. What’s with him?
“I guess this is the special bond you and Davis share?” His expression was difficult to read.
“Are you jealous?”
He shook his head. “Not at all.” His nostrils were high while his upper lip was slack. “You knew what I was all along.”
“Wait…are you disgusted?” Maddie’s jaw dropped.
He glanced at her face and then looked down, his features seeming to shrink as he looked away from her. “I just don’t understand why you had to do that.”
Maddie’s eyes widened and she touched a finger to her dropped jaw. “That? Why did I do that?” She paused, dropping her jaw again and shaking her head. “That is who I am.” As her shock gave way to anger, her nostrils flared and she gritted her teeth. “I felt close to you and wanted to share that with you. I thought you’d be happy and eager to show me your innermost self too—my mistake.”
He glimpsed at her, his jaw tense and his expression alert. “You’re looking at my innermost self. I showed you everything down there on the blanket. I don’t like to shift. I only do it when the urge is so strong I can’t stand it any longer. It’s not who I am.” His tone of voice stung just as much as his words.
Maddie balled up her fists and pounded the side of her leg while stomping her feet and screaming. “No! This can’t be happening. I finally feel the overwhelming pull of destiny I’ve heard so much about, and I get you?” She stared up at the moon and stars as if they might tell her why she was fated to pair with a self-hating equine shifter. Her tears flowed, running down her cheeks.
As if her fit had stirred him, Abram stepped closer and tried to put his arm around her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…”
She slapped his arm away and jumped back. “Yes, you did. You meant everything you said, but you’re wrong. You have no idea who you are.”
“Maddie, don’t be like this.” He reached for her hand.
“Don’t touch me!” She shrunk away from him. “First thing in the morning, we ride back to the ranch with no stops and no talking. Stay the fuck away from me.” She stormed off to her tent. After she crawled inside and zipped it closed, she burrowed into her sleeping bag, hiding her face as she continued to sniffle and blubber.
Chapter Five
Abram slumped his s
houlders as he slowly stepped onto the front porch of the house. His stomach gurgling with nausea, he caught sight of three people seated around the patio table. Scarlett’s blond hair shimmered in the sunlight as she chatted and laughed with Gram. Davis sat like a bump a log, hanging on every word out of his lover’s mouth.
I don’t want to be around a happy couple right now and I sure as hell don’t feel like talking to Gram. He could smell the fresh coffee and hash browns, but since at the moment nothing could have been less appealing than trying to eat, he considered turning tail and running.
“Hey there!” Davis called out as he glanced over.
Shit. No escape. All three of them looked his way, waving and calling for him.
“Hey, Abram. Would you like some breakfast?” Scarlett asked as she pushed a strand of blond hair behind her ear.
“I’m kinda tired.” He palmed the back of his neck.
“Then coffee should wake you right up.” Looking as regal as ever in her violet-colored, light spring cardigan paired with jeans and equestrian boots, Gram stood and pulled out the chair beside her. Her silver bob reached just below her chin as she looked at him with eyes the same color as his. Unable to refuse her, he sat down in the seat she offered. As she looked at Davis and motioned toward the kitchen, Abram’s cousin jumped up. After disappearing inside for a bit, he returned with another coffee mug.
Abram sighed, accepting a cup of black java. “Thanks.”
Davis regarded him with interest as if he expected him to say something. Please don’t ask. He sipped from his cup, wishing his stomach wasn’t so sickly and his head wasn’t such a mess. Maddie hadn’t said two words to him on the ride back to the ranch, and she’d squealed tires out of there so fast he’d thought her vehicle might take flight. He’d never seen someone so mad look so beautiful. The moment she was out of his sight, his stomach turned sour and his chest started to ache.