With sheer adrenaline and will, he concentrated on pleasing the woman he had come to care for so deeply. Each stroke caused him to experience a weakness that both tormented and hooked him. He couldn’t get enough. He quickened his pace and lost himself inside of her. She met him stroke for stroke, and the scent from her juices was making him a fiend. He pursued her with long, deep movements. He could feel her wetness splash onto his thighs. There was no way he could hold on much longer. He was going crazy with need, and with that, he withdrew himself, settled his mouth at her core, and cleaned everything there. He found her pearl and flicked it with his tongue before gently pulling on it with his teeth.
“Agggh!” she screamed. She was as helpless as he was as she squirted all over his face. He greedily made her his meal. He flipped her weak body over, entered her from behind, and continued pleasing her. Juanty grabbed at the arm of the sofa, holding on for dear life while he explored every pocket in her narrow canal.
“JOHNATHON,” she pleaded and came again. This time, bringing him with her. He collapsed, causing them to both fall faces forward on the sofa.
“Are you OK?” he heard her whisper.
“Honestly, I don’t know, baby. I’m all over the place right now. Let’s just say you are one hell of a woman, Juanty.” The two laid in each other’s arms, enjoying the other’s company until Olivia began to stir. It was almost three o’clock in the morning. “Oh, my. I think I have worn out my welcome. Let me leave you to take care of Olivia.”
“Stay the night with me, beautiful.” Juanty struggled because she wanted nothing more than to do just that, but she had to go. She was famished and did not want to shift unintentionally around him and the baby. The steak she had at the restaurant was hardly enough to satisfy her hunger for flesh.
“I really have to go. I have worked to do at the boutique this morning, and my sisters are expecting me.”
He kissed her forehead. “Okay then, let me get the baby up, and we will take you to your car.”
“Oh no, that won’t be necessary. I wouldn’t dream of getting the baby up this early in the morning. I will catch a Lyft and be fine. You take care of BabyGirl and get some rest.”
She grabbed her belongings from the floor and headed towards the bathroom.
“It’s the first door on the right, baby. I don’t like the idea of you riding alone in a Lyft at night. It’s dangerous.”
Juanty smirked. “I’m a big girl. Trust me, I can take care of myself. You saw how I just took care of you, didn’t you?” She continued into the bathroom, and Johnathon followed.
“Touché. You got a point on that one.” He stared at her naked body standing over the sink. She had his dick standing at attention and ready for another round, but he heard Olivia up and thought against it.
He moved closer to her and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close. “I can’t express enough how much I enjoyed you tonight. The dinner was tasty, but you were incredible.”
Juanty felt her legs get weak the second she thought about how incredible it actually was. “I feel the same, baby.” She kissed his lips gently. He locked her into a passionate embrace that had her dizzy. They enjoyed the closeness for minutes until he reluctantly pulled away, allowing her to reach for her panties. “I’ll be right back.”
He exited the bathroom and closed the door behind him. Juanty took the moment alone to gain her composure. She grabbed her bra off the back of the toilet seat and put it on. She noticed her hands were shaking, and she was breathing deeply. Get it together, girl. He is just a man, and a human one at that, she thought. Maybe I am just hungry. Yeah, that’s it. If I can just get a nice deer or bear to chew on, I will be fine. She knew that was a lie, and the thought of what might actually be happening to her was terrifying. I can’t possibly be falling for a human. Ayanna is right. It’s impossible. He couldn’t handle the truth. He has no idea about my world. He could never trust what I am.
She quickly put on the remainder of her clothes and decided she would rush out the door before Johnathon could come back. She opened the door and bumped into Johnathon holding a sleepy Olivia.
“Hey, hey. Slow down before you hurt somebody. Were you trying to sneak out on me?”
“UHHH… No, not at all. I just didn’t want to inconvenience you any further.” Olivia reached for her, and she had no choice but to take the small child in her arms.
“Well, that settles it. Baby Girl is definitely not ready to part ways so we will take you back to your car, and you and she can get more acquainted on the way.”
She headed for the door and Johnathon followed. Yep, I am in big trouble, he thought as he watched the love of his life and his new love heading out of the door. Juanty read his thoughts. You and me both, she agreed.
As they walked to Johnathon’s truck, sitting in her own car, a short distance away was Sye. She let the tears fall down her cheeks while she watched the gorgeous couple walk to his vehicle. How could you betray me like this? And look at how she is holding on to Olivia as if she is her mother. I am her mother. She rammed her fist against the steering wheel, then grabbed it and twisted her hands along the sides, squeezing tight. Fuck you, Johnathon, she thought, before driving away in the opposite direction.
***
The three enjoyed the ride back to the restaurant. Juanty did not want to say goodbye, but her animal was getting anxious and needed to get out.
“I will call you in the morning.” She leaned over to give Johnathon a kiss, and he pulled her into a deep, passionate assault. He played with her curls while he palmed her ass, enjoying the plumpness. Pulling on her bottom lip with his teeth, he ended the kiss.
“Goodnight, beautiful.” A wave of desire swept through her core, and for the life of her, she could not figure out how he was able to do that. She was a beast, for Christ’s sake, and should be able to handle a simple goodnight kiss without drenching her panties. Except his kiss was not so simple. He was so gentle, yet skillful at the same time. She stared into his gorgeous brown eyes and saw sincerity there. Guilt crept into her heart. How was she going to make this work? His beauty to her beast.
“Goodnight, Johnathon.” She looked into the back seat and saw a comfortable Olivia sleeping. She smiled at the baby, before exiting his car and making her way to her own. She opened the driver side door and hopped in. Johnathon watched her start the ignition and then drove off. Juanty backed her black Audi A8 from the space it occupied and drove off in the direction of home.
Chapter Eight
Juanty opened her eyes to the beautiful sunlight shining through her bedroom window. She smiled, first at the beauty of the new day, and then at the thought of her lover. She rolled over and grabbed her cell phone. Ever since the night she met Olivia, the three couldn’t get enough of each other. The past two weeks had been amazing. They saw each other everyday, and most nights were spent together in his bed, making love and enjoying conversations about everything or nothing at all. She loved her time with Olivia and could not wait to see her again today.
“Good morning, handsome.”
“Good morning, beautiful. You’re up early.”
“You know what they say, the early bird catches the worm.” She could hear him stretch and visualized his naked torso with a bulging six-pack. “Actually, the girls and I are about to go out and grab a bite to eat.” She meant that literally.
“This early? It’s not even daylight out.” He yawned, and she wished she were there to wake him up properly.
“Oh, um, we have tons of stuff to get done at the boutique this morning before we open, so we need to get an early start.” She was actually up early so they could go out for their morning hunt. That was their girl time, and since she was not home much these days, she wanted to make sure she kept their morning ritual intact.
“Will I see you later?”
“Why? So you can sex me senseless again?”
“Are you complaining?”
“Hell no. I love making love to you.”
She laughed and rolled over onto her back. “For what? What did I do?”
“If you weren’t so amazing in and out of bed, I wouldn’t be so sprung, and maybe I wouldn’t want it so much.”
“Maybe I should just close my legs and put a lock on it so you can’t get to it so easily.”
Her response caused him to chuckle. “Baby, I wouldn’t even use a key. I would just eat through the lock, and then eat your goodness until those long, gorgeous legs of yours fall open. Your days of keeping that good stuff on lock are over. I plan to give you all you can handle.
“In that case, I will leave work early.”
Johnathon laughed again, and she could hear him relieving himself. “You do that, and I will see your beautiful face this evening.”
“Okay. Later, baby.”
“Juanty.”
She almost pressed the red button to release the call when she heard him call her name. She put the phone back to her ear. “Yes?”
“I love you.” She almost fell off the bed. She kicked her legs in rapid motion against the mattress and covered her mouth with the pillow because she definitely needed to muffle her screams.
Over the years, she didn’t think she was worthy of love. She had gotten her husband killed, and had failed to protect her baby, so to get a second chance was more than she could ever hope for.
“Beautiful, did you hear me?”
She stared at the phone when she realized she was supposed to respond. Hearing those words was one thing, but saying them was something altogether different. Telling him she loved him, and she did, meant she had to come clean about who she was. She was not ready for that. He was in love with Juanty, the woman. He knew nothing about her panther. Would he love her once he knew? Real love could withstand anything. Right? But that is in his world. She was a part of another world where things were far-fetched, and reality was skewed. Now was not the time to come clean.
“Johnathon, I don’t know what to say.”
There was a brief pause. “It’s okay, baby girl. Hey, look. I have to get to work myself. I will see you this evening.” He hung up, and she knew she had hurt him. His voice was full of disappointment, and he had never rushed off the phone like that before. She had to fix this.
***
Juanty took off the oversized t-shirt she wore to bed and jumped out of her bedroom window. She was so upset at the fact she had disappointed Johnathon, she just needed to be alone. She didn’t bother to tell her sisters she was leaving. She took off running while bursting into her animal and rushed into the forest. She had been running at full speed for a couple of miles, trying to clear her mind, when she spotted a deer. She slowed her pace and stooped down into the high grass, keeping her eyes on the unsuspecting animal. It was full grown and healthy. Deer meat was her favorite. The unlucky doe was no match for Juanty’s strength and speed. When she was ready, she leaped from her place of hiding and pounced. The deer tried to escape, but Juanty’s teeth dug into its hip, dragging it to the ground. She stepped on its hind leg, crushing it, and sank her teeth into its throat. She suffocated it until it was completely incapacitated. She took a moment to thank the gods for her meal, then ripped the meat from its bone. When she was satisfied, she grabbed the remainder by the throat to drag home to store for her sisters.
On her way back, she thought about her situation with Johnathon. He was honest and direct, had been since the day they met. He deserved the same from her in return. She knew what she had to do. Once she got back home, she would get through work as best as she could, then have a much-needed conversation with him.
Just as she began to feel better, she picked up on a familiar’s tench, and knew she was not alone. She heard wrestling behind a nearby tree and dropped the carcass. She stood her ground and waited for the nuisance to show itself.
"Was it good?" the voice echoed from behind the tree. It was eerie as hell, and even after two hundred years, she could not forget a voice like that.
A moment later, she showed herself, slowly stepping into the muggy, damp air. She had a snarl on her face and stared furiously at Juanty's animal. The first thing Juanty noticed was her ice-cold blue eyes. She shifted back to her human form and cautiously watched the woman.
"Long time no see, girl."
Juanty's mouth began to water, despite the fact she had just finished a full meal.
"Why are you here, Elizabeth? Didn't I beat your ass enough a couple hundred years ago?”
"Well, my dear nigger-child, you are sorely mistaken. I have waited many years to come and destroy everything you love and watch your miserable life crumble. However, you have not had much of a life to destroy, until now. What a beautiful baby girl that big, black buck of yours has. Olivia, is it? She reminds me of one of my slaves from awhile back. Hope. Do you remember her?"
Juanty took a step closer. Her heart rate was irregular, and her fists were balled at her sides. "You've been following me? You’re trying to hurt me?” She honed in on her prey as if she were the deer she had just torn to pieces. “You hurt me once, but it surely won’t happen again. You know why? Because a dead bitch can't hurt a muthafuckin’ thang, and that's exactly what you're about to be. One dead bitch.”
The woman smirked. "You dumb nigger. You never understood that I have been, and will always be, superior to you. It is in my DNA. You always did think higher of yourself. Just because my husband felt the need to fuck your black, ashy ass from time to time did not make you worthy of being anything more than free labor. You know, he always did have a fondness for you darkies, but you were nothing more than a slave, to be disposed of when we were done. You did not understand that, though. That is why I came to you that night. I wanted to show you that even with his child, you held no power. I wanted you dead. I wanted you to hurt, just like you hurt me. I could not make a baby for my husband, so you decided to fuck him and give him what I couldn’t.”
“Elizabeth, your husband raped me. He couldn’t keep his miserable hands off me. That’s what your people do: rape, murder, steal and lie. Some still do it today, with your Klan-filled police departments and corrupt government. Even your evangelists are full of bigotry and hate. History tells a story about the viciousness of your people that you want to keep away from history books, but we know. We don’t forget. You remind us everyday. You think you came back to exact your revenge against me, but what you will receive is justice for all the wrong you have done.”
Elizabeth was seething. “You had those savage sisters of yours kill my husband, and then you set your sights to feast on me. Only, you made a detrimental mistake. You did not kill me. You turned me into a monster. It took me weeks to recover, and once I had, I was left to figure it out on my own. I killed most of my slaves and a couple of family members because I couldn’t control the beast that lives inside of me. You bitch! I have been waiting 182 years to torture you, and now that day is finally here. I'm going to kill the man you have chosen as your mate, and I will murder that baby you think will be your daughter." Hate and rage filled her lungs. She breathed heavy and her teeth extended.
Juanty saw red wash over her eyes. This was Dejavu in the worst way. She never expected to see this devil again.
"If you even think about going near your new lover again," the white woman spoke, "I will torture you, mind, body and soul before I kill you. If you want them to live, you'll stay away from them.” She calmed her ragged breathing and smiled as if she was never angry. “You can't have them. I plan for this young beauty to have them instead."
A leopard ascended. "Ah, yes, I'm not alone. Isn't she lovely?"
Juanty looked at the creature. She was beautiful. Her yellow fur was unique, and what seemed to be thousands of small, black spots covered her entire body. She had deep-set yellow eyes. She was small in stature, hardly as big as Juanty's animal, and she could tell this intruder was no match for her. Even still, rage and jealousy stirred up in her loins, turning her eyes blood red. Her teeth and nails
elongated. Her skin became black as midnight, and hair crept through her skin. She saw no need to debate the evil that stood before her. She stared at the woman who made her existence miserable until this day, and said one word, "Hungry.
Juanty launched. Her goal was Elizabeth’s throat, but the woman managed to shift in mid-air to meet her, clawing at her beautiful face. Juanty fully shifted and began to attack her old nemesis, but was caught off guard when a third beast joined the old slave owner. The three attacked with a clear intent on maiming her. With her hind legs, Juanty kicked one of them, slamming it into a tree. The thing fell to the ground, whimpering. It shifted into its human form, and Juanty noticed he was the same police officer who attacked the girl in the woods a couple of weeks back.
What the hell is going on? She thought, but quickly refocused when Elizabeth bit a chunk from her fleshy thigh. Juanty howled in pain and clawed back. Damn, this is not supposed to be going like this, she thought.
Anger surged through her veins, and she broke free of Elizabeth’s grasp. Juanty turned on her and slammed her to the ground. She sliced her stomach, then sliced it again. She looked at the gaping wound and decided to go for the kill. She stepped inside the hole, crushing her ribs, and was about to bite into her heart when she was grabbed from behind by the beautiful beast. It bit hard, gripping Juanty’s flesh. She cried out in pain and tried to get to her feet, but the beast shook her head, sinking her teeth even further into Juanty’s neck. She gave a final twist of her head and slung Juanty several feet. She was in pain. She rolled over and watched the beast drag Elizabeth away and out of view. The cop by the tree was badly injured, and unable to move.
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