by C. D. Gorri
She’d had time to scrub the grime of the evening off and wash her hair, but she wasn’t at all sure what direction the rest of the night was going to go. Exhaustion tugged at her, but she fought to stay awake.
Lowell said he was coming. She just hoped she hadn’t already fallen asleep before he got there.
She picked up her phone and Googled All Hallows’ Eve. Ghosts. People. Relations. God, but it was ridiculous what people actually put on the Internet. Nothing real, that was for sure.
All she could do was be happy for the time she had with him. It would have to be enough. The rest of the ghosts had gone their own way when the drama subsided. Now, she had a moment to herself and her hamster wheel of a brain wouldn’t stop thinking.
Would he come?
What if he changed his mind?
She almost missed Randall’s incessant noise and chatter, the only thing in her head the sound of her own anxiety spinning up.
Hoping the best for Randall, she grabbed a bottle of water and sighed. She cared about him, annoying as he was, and now that he was gone, it was too quiet.
“Don’t worry about him. He’ll be fine.”
At the sound of Lowell’s voice, Zoe started. She should be used to the ghostly popping in and out, but with Lowell, she hadn’t quite wrapped her head around it yet.
“Oh, hi. I thought you’d be with your folks a while longer.”
“No. They had their own evening planned.”
“Good.” Suddenly shy, she realized she was alone in her hotel room with the guy she’d been drooling over since she’d met him. She put the bottle on her bedside table and rubbed her hands down the front of the fuzzy robe.
“Come here.” He tugged her into his arms, and swept her into a kiss that lit her lady bits on fire. “You look amazing.”
“I have wet hair.”
“So, you do.” He tucked a damp strand behind her ear, smiling down at her. “There’s something I wanted to talk to you about.”
“Mmm.” She melted against him, the hard planes of his body fusing with her softer ones.
He was here.
Really here.
“You smell like cinnamon.”
“What happens now?”
“What do you want to happen?” His eyes met hers and his fingers traced her jaw.
“I don’t want to lose you again.”
“So, don’t.”
“That’s easier said than done.” Her lips twisted, the coming divide of the next day reaching toward her like an uncrossable chasm.
“You have Randall.”
Zoe shook her head and smiled. “That is not the same thing.”
“But it could be.”
“I have news for you. Randall is very into Geoff at the moment.” She giggled. “I don’t have the right parts.”
“Oh, but you do.” Lowell tugged at the ties holding the robe closed and it fell open, baring her body to his gaze.
Her nipples tightened as the chill of the room greeted her skin.
“So beautiful.” He pushed the robe off of her shoulders and it pooled on the floor at her feet.
“My turn.” She tugged at the simple white tee shirt he wore and pulled it free of his jeans. He took it from her and yanked it up and over his head.
“There.”
“Not quite.” The button on his jeans took a flick of her wrist, the zipper sliding down effortlessly. He kicked off his boots and jeans, and removed his boxers, standing in front of her proudly naked.
She reached out and traced a finger along the muscles of his chest, moving lower until his stomach fluttered under her ministrations. His erection rose to greet her and she marveled at how solid and real he felt against her touch.
Thick and hard, he pushed against her hand, his breath hitching as she began to stroke him.
“Zoe. There are risks.”
“You don’t think I know that?” For the living and the dead to co-mingle wasn’t exactly an encouraged activity. She’d been on her phone googling for the last hour, wondering if and when he would show up. It was a load of crap, she decided. If she could touch him, and he came to her, she wasn’t going to waste the moment. Even if it was the only one they had.
Although right now, he was very much alive.
“We have tonight.”
He moaned as she encircled his length with her hand. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t.”
She led him to the bed and she lowered herself onto it. He moved between her legs, shifting his weight on top of her.
“Gods, you’re beautiful. I’ve been dreaming of this since the first night I met you.”
“Me too.” Her breath hitched as he tenderly stroked the left side of her body where her hip tapered into her stomach, then along her rib cage beneath her breast.
Lowell buried his face in her hair, even as his erection pressed against her opening.
Her nipples rubbed against his chest hair and she shivered, opening her legs wider to accommodate him.
“Zoe.”
“Now. I need you now.” She arched her back, giving him easier access.
He guided himself inside of her, the thick head of his cock stretching her wide.
Groaning, she wrapped her legs around him, guiding him inside of her the rest of the way until he was buried to the root. Zoe lowered her legs and thrust her hips up, ready to match him, thrust for thrust.
Lowell kissed her neck and rose up, his eyes never leaving hers as he moved within her, stroking her to a frenzy with his length.
He worked his hips, grinding her clit against him as he fucked her, and she screamed as the first wave of pleasure tore through her in a tsunami of sensation. Then, he nibbled on her breasts and she almost lost her mind.
“God!”
She rode the electricity that flooded through her and mid thrust, caught him and tossed him on his back.
“Whoa!”
“My turn.” She settled on top of Lowell, grinding her hips against him and working him until she saw his eyes roll up in his head.
If anything, she felt him even deeper this way.
“Hold on.” She ran her hands over his chest, teasing and touching him even as she rode his length.
He moaned and his movements grew fitful. Zoe ground herself harder until her second wave hit, even as he jerked and sputtered within her, shouting his pleasure into the night.
His breathing slowed and she smiled down on him. But she wasn’t done with him yet. Slipping off, she sunk down between his legs and took him in her mouth.
“Zoe!”
“Hmmm?” She let the vibration tease him as she slid from his length to his balls, taking them into her mouth, then licking the underside of his cock.
He watched her with wide eyes as he rose once again.
“That wasn’t fair,” he ground out as he reached down to tickle her and drag her up beside him.
“Turn about is fair play.” With that, he disappeared between her thighs, his tongue mapping out her hidden folds until she lost all thought and he was inside her once again.
Chapter Twelve
Lowell stirred, Zoe warm against him. They’d spent hours exploring each other’s bodies until they’d both collapsed in sheer exhaustion. He’d forgotten what it was like to be human, even if it was just for the day.
All Hallows’ only came once a year, but his reaction to her in the tearoom didn’t explain anything.
How could he touch her?
It didn’t make sense. What he did know was, he didn’t want to waste a moment.
Sheets wrapped around them, he marveled at the way she made him feel. Like he could do anything. And with her, he probably could.
Which led him to what he wanted to talk to her about last night. Only, they’d never made it that far.
“Mmmm. You’re awake.” She wrapped her arms around him and nuzzled his chest. “I could practically hear you thinking.”
He chuckled, letting his hand run over her curly black
locks. God, but she was beautiful.
“You said you wanted to talk about something last night.” She sat up against and tucked the sheet around her chest.
“I did.” He sighed. How to say this… “I want you to stay.”
“Here?” She blinked at him. “But how?”
“I’ll get to that. Do you have any idea how you managed to kiss me in the tearoom?”
A pensive expression slid over her face. “I don’t know. But you were so real. And I just really wanted to be there with you.”
He nodded, almost afraid to hope that maybe their connection could be more than a one-night stand.
“I have a solution, in case Gunther’s grandson’s come back for a repeat visit.”
“Oh!” Zoe blinked. “I thought they were pretty freaked out.”
“Do you see the leather satchel on the night stand next to you?”
Zoe nodded.
“Open it.”
Her brows furrowed, she did as he asked. Opening up the leather pack, she took out a folded paper and a heavy bag.
“What is this?”
“See for yourself.”
Stomach filled with butterflies; Lowell watched as her face shifted from curiosity to surprise.
“The deed.”
“And?”
She opened the other bag, finding it filled with bills and coins from his time.
“Lowell. I…”
“This deed means you own the house. The money means you’ll never have to worry about anything ever again.”
Her eyes teared up and she wiped at them as they rolled down her cheeks.
“Are you sure? I mean…”
“You stood by me. You see me.” He held out his arms to her. “I’ve never met anyone like you.”
“Well, thank God for that.” She kissed him, the sheet falling away, leaving her naked.
She fell into his arms as the door to the room flew open and a beautiful African woman pushed her way inside.
“Girl, where the hell have you been…the ghosts are damned well everywhere.” She opened and closed her mouth with an audible snap as Zoe started to giggle.
“I know.”
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Shifter Mountain by C.D. G
orri
Hearts of Stone Series 1
Shifter Mountain © 2021 C.D. Gorri
Edited by: Book Nook Nuts
Shifter Mountain
Even the hardest heart has its weakness.
Keeton Grey is an Eastern Mountain Lion Shifter with a serious people problem. As in, he hates all of them. In his experience, they’re just a bunch of liars.
Betrayal is a bitter pill to swallow for most, but for Keeton, it’s damn near impossible. Choosing instead to live in a secluded cabin far off the beaten path, he finds his peace of mind disrupted when an injured hiker stumbles onto his property.
After she catches her fiancé cheating, Marilena Sorelli needs a break from life. What better place to do a little soul-searching than New Jersey’s own Panther Mountains? Not much of an outdoor girl, camping alone proves unwise after Lena takes a tumble and twists her ankle.
She meets her rescuer in a nearly seven-foot-tall giant with piercing green eyes and a beard that makes her fingers itch to run through it. Can Lena keep her desires in check? Or will she risk making a fool of herself?
Keeton doesn’t know what to do with the totally gorgeous, totally off-limits female. Well, that’s not exactly true, but it is impractical. She needs his help, but his beast needs her even more.