Furever Mated (BBW Paranormal Shifter Romance) (4 page)

T
he Bear Ridge Resort’s
bar area was filled with loud conversation and clinks of glasses. After avoiding several advances, Kurt had gone through several drinks. Being a shifter, alcohol took longer to affect him. He leaned over the bar and flagged down the bartender.

“Can I get a handle of Makers Mark?” he asked. The bartender raised her eyebrows.

“I know, you probably aren’t supposed to do that,” Kurt said. “But I figured I would ask. It would be a hell of a lot easier, since I just keep ordering them anyway.” The bartender had been sweet to him all night, which was surprising, because no women were ever nice to him. Not once they got to know him. The bartender tilted her head to the side in thought and then leaned over the bar and whispered to him.

“I am only going to do this for you because frankly you look like this is the last place you want to be. But if I have one of your clan members come up asking for one as well I will be so pissed.”

Kurt nodded. “Deal.” The bartender waved at him to meet her near the bussing station, and she discretely passed him the handle.

“There’s an empty library down the hall,” she said. “No one ever goes in there, since they are all usually too busy trying to hook up out here.”

Kurt smiled and thanked her. It was a strange feeling having a woman be nice to him. He hoped she didn’t pity him and that that was the reason for her kindness.

Kurt opened the handle of whiskey and walked out of the room. The noises drowned out as he walked down the halls filled with expensive drapes and décor. He scoffed at the needlessly fine cloth covering the tables, which would eventually be used for spilling alcohol on. He took a big swig of the whiskey and grimaced as he walked into the unused library. He let out a sigh of relief when he realized the bartender was right. He was the only one in there.

The extra-large library consisted of four different rooms linearly connected together but separated by sliding wooden doors. Pop culture and magazines lined the front shelves, and historical nonfiction was located all the way back. For a resort focused on matchmaking, the library was surprising kept up to date.

Kurt made his way towards the back of the library and slid the door shut to further eliminate the sounds from the drunken bachelors in the bar. He took another big swig from the handle. It took him an expensive quantity to feel the effectiveness of alcohol now, but he wasn’t paying for this, so he had decided he would chase for the feeling of invincibility tonight. Kurt slowly walked over to the black leather couch and dropped himself down, propping his legs up on the ottoman. Now this was his idea of relaxation. He pulled a cigar out of his suit pocket.

“Shit,” he murmured as he realized that he left his cutter back in his bungalow. He briskly bit off the end of the cigar with his mouth, spitting the end on the armrest, and lit up. Kurt threw the lighter onto the ottoman and noticed a book on the side table with a wolf on it. He picked it up, intrigued.

“
Faded Night - Spells of Fate Book One
. What in the world?” he mumbled. “How is this historical nonfiction?” Turning the book around, he read the blurb and crinkled his face. Kurt gripped the spine and let the book crack open naturally. He began to read and was startled by a sweet voice.

“You like my book, huh?” Scarlett teased as she smiled at him.

Flushed in the face, Kurt slammed the book shut and put it down on the couch next to him. “Sorry, I didn’t mean…” He didn’t quite know how to finish the sentence.

“It’s all right. Those covers are rather intriguing. I’m sure you couldn’t help yourself.” Scarlett sat down on the couch next to him and grabbed the book.

“Uh, yeah, it was on the ottoman. Do you like those kinds of books? Smut with men who turn into wolves? Seems kind of weird and kinky. Like dinosaur porn,” Kurt casually responded in an attempt to get back at her.

“What’s not to like? Fantasy men who have animalistic characteristics,” Scarlett said in a matter-of-fact tone. “It’s not like werewolves are real. It’s just a book, and unlike men, women aren’t afraid to admit they enjoy them.

“May I?” Scarlett gestured for the handle of Makers Mark and took three gulps. She winced slightly as it went down her throat.

“Whoa there!” Kurt grabbed the handle back. “Watch yourself, I don’t want to be the asshole that has to leave a drunk girl in a library.”

“Well, you’re quite the romantic,” Scarlett sneered sarcastically. “I’ll be just fine, thank you.” She grabbed the bottle for one more swig. “I’ve got to try to get as happy as my friends, who dragged me here.”

Kurt took the handle back and smirked, “I get it. I got dragged here, too.”

Scarlett watched intently as Kurt brought his cigar up to his burly lips and took a firm drag. “I love cigars, or rather the smell of cigars.” Scarlett watched as Kurt slowly let out the smoke into the air. “Are you sure you should be smoking in here?”

Kurt smiled. “Whatever, don’t care.”

“I’m Scarlett, by the way,” she smiled and extended her hand.

“I’m Kurt,” he said as he grabber her small hand in his own. As he did he felt a course of energy shoot through his body.

Scarlett’s presence was surprising to Kurt. Unlike the women outside, in the few moments he had spoken with her she seemed to be full of personality. As much as he hated being with the women in the bar, Scarlett seemed like a different person entirely. Kurt polished off the rest of the handle and dropped it onto the carpeted floor.

Scarlett frowned, “You didn’t leave any for me? That’s rather selfish.”

Kurt looked over at her with a single-word reply, “Yep.”

Scarlett scoffed and stood up.
Shit
, Kurt thought.
I need to stop being such a fucking asshole.

“Oh, come on, here you go.” Kurt pulled a flask out of his suit jacket and handed it over to Scarlett. “The strongest whiskey you’ll find around town.”

Scarlett smiled and took the flask. “Not as selfish as I thought.” She took a swig and shook her head as the liquor flowed down her throat. Kurt noticed her large breasts bounce in her tight dress, and quickly moved his eyes away. Scarlett handed back the flask.

“You weren’t kidding,” she said. “That is strong.”

Kurt smiled and took another swig. Suddenly Scarlett leaned over him and reached for the cigar in his hand. The smell of strawberries filled his nostrils.
Damn, she smells good
, he thought. Kurt could feel his pants get a little bit tighter around his crotch. Scarlett pulled the cigar from his hand, pulled it to her plump lips and inhaled. She broke out in a cough, and Kurt let out a chuckle.
She’s pretty fucking cute
, Kurt thought.

“Do you not know how to smoke a cigar?” Kurt asked.

“Not yet, but I’ll try anything once.” Scarlett tried to smile through her coughing. “I just like the smell.”

Kurt took the cigar back. “If that’s what you want, here. Close your eyes. ” He pulled her closer and took a puff from the cigar. He leaned close to her face and slowly blew out the smoke. Kurt smiled as she shut her eyes and inhaled lightly. Scarlett slowly opened her intoxicating green eyes and stared at Kurt. It felt like she could see into his soul, and for the first time in a long time, Kurt allowed her to do it. He couldn’t understand why he let his guard down, but something about her made him want to. There was something different about Scarlett. She wasn’t looking at him with pity like the other women had. Kurt’s hand lightly touched Scarlett’s, and he felt a magnetic energy course between them.

Without thinking, Kurt grabbed her face towards his and kissed her deeply on the lips. Scarlett moved her body closer to his and placed her hands on his firm chest.

“I love the way the cigar makes you smell.” She continued to touch and squeeze his chest.

Kurt broke their contact to put down the cigar on the side table and then pulled Scarlett on top of his lap, where her breasts were inches from his scruffy face. His senses were consumed by her sweet scent, and his need for her touch took over all of his thoughts. He wrapped his arms around her curvy frame and pulled her closer to him.

Scarlett tugged his head up for a passionate kiss, tangling her tongue around his. Kurt let out a low growl as his heart began to beat faster. Scarlett raked her hands through his thick hair as their kiss deepened. Kurt ran his strong hands up her soft legs, past her knees, and slowly ran his hand along the hemline of her dress. Scarlett rocked her hips forward, making Kurt growl again as he ran his hands underneath the hemline and up her firm thighs. Scarlett inhaled sharply in pleasant surprise.

Scarlett rocked her hips on his thighs again, successfully pushing her dress up over her ass. Kurt pulled up her dress, and they broke their kiss quickly to pull it above her head. Their lips crashed back into one another as Kurt threw her dress on the ottoman near them.

Kurt gently pulled back from Scarlett’s face. “Let me look at you.”

Kurt scanned her from bottom to top, and stopped at her eyes.
I could get lost in those green pools forever
, he thought. With a deep voice, he growled, “You’re beautiful.”

Scarlett’s lips parted into a huge smile. “You’re not so bad yourself,” she said. Kurt pulled her body back closer to his and lightly started to trail kisses from her neck to her collarbone. When he reached her black lace bra strap, he gently pulled it down with his teeth. He reached behind her and unlatched her bra, revealing her voluptuous breasts.

He ran his hands from her back and around to caress her breast. Using his tongue, he slowly encircled her nipples. Scarlett’s body got warmer and her nipples harder. Scarlett placed her hands on his shoulder and slowly started to remove his suit jacket. Kurt lifted his back so she could get it off his broad shoulders. Scarlett pushed him back into the couch and started to unbutton his dress shirt.

A creak of the doorframe made Scarlett freeze. Kurt’s grizzly went on high alert.

“Shit, should we be doing this here?” she asked.

Kurt looked around her and saw that the noise was nothing, and his grizzly relaxed. It was just the building moving with the wind outside. He looked back up at her and smiled.

“Doing this here is what makes this even more fun.”

Scarlett gave him a seductive smile and quickly unbuttoned his shirt and unbuckled his belt. Kurt growled and lifted her up swiftly. She giggled lightly, which was music to Kurt’s ears. He pulled her legs around his waist and walked her over to a nearby reading table and placed her gently on her back. Scarlett leaned up and ran her hands over his thick chest. She lightly kissed his muscles as she slowly ran her hands down to his pants. Her hands left trails of fire over Kurt’s body.

Scarlett unzipped his pants and pulled them along with his boxer briefs down. She moved her hands slowly back up his thighs and grabbed ahold of his large cock. Kurt’s body shivered underneath her touch. When her touch became too much for him to handle he let out a low growl and pushed her back on the table. He pushed aside her black lace thong and gently teased her clit with his fingers. She arched her back up on the table and moved her legs up to his hips and pulled him to her.

Kurt grabbed his cock and slowly dragged it up and down her slit, feeling her wetness. Scarlett let out a low moan and Kurt felt her legs tighten slightly around his hips. Kurt used his tip to rub her clit in a circle before dragging it back down again.

“Oh God, you enjoy teasing me, don’t you?” Scarlett purred.

Kurt smiled as he slowly pushed himself inside of her. Scarlett let out a gasp.

“I like to keep you guessing,” Kurt said.

Scarlett’s legs tightened around Kurt, pulling him into her. He ran his hands down her thighs and grabbed her hips, and he slowly circled his. Scarlett moaned as Kurt pushed his hips forward. Scarlett arched her back as Kurt felt his whole length enter her. Fuck, she felt good.

Kurt started to move his hips faster and he watched as her breasts bounced with each movement. Leaving his left hand on her hip, he reached up with his right and lightly tugged on her hard nipple. While pumping his hips faster he moved his left hand down her thigh and pulled her leg up over his shoulder. Scarlett let out a louder moan as he glided inside of her.

Kurt pulled his right hand down from her breast to her leg and pulled it up as well so both of her legs were up over his shoulders. He leaned farther down on top of her as he pounded his hips harder. Scarlett’s moans increased, and he pushed deeper inside of her. He felt her tighten around him as she let out a loud gasp and fell into her orgasm.

Kurt smiled as he felt her whole body give in. God, he loved that he was able to make her feel this way. Kurt pulled her legs down from his shoulders and wrapped them around his waist.

“Hold on,” he said.

She tightened her legs and wrapped her arms around his neck. He walked them back over to the couch where it all began. He sat down and let her legs straddle his lap.

Scarlett smiled. “How did you know that I like being on top?”

Kurt let out a gruff chuckle. “Lucky guess.”

Scarlett grabbed onto the couch behind him and started to seductively grind her hips. Kurt leaned his head back into the cushion and let her body take his.
Holy hell, could she move her hips
, Kurt thought. Scarlett’s hips started to move faster and she let out another low moan.

Kurt lifted his head, grabbed onto her hips, and pushed himself up into her. Scarlett leaned back and closed her eyes. Kurt moved his hands from her hips and tugged on her nipples. Scarlett’s moans grew louder, and Kurt let the pressure build inside of him. Scarlett started to bounce her hips up and down on his lap, and Kurt knew that he was close to the edge. He felt her whole body shake as she tightened around him. Her moans turned to screams, and Kurt let out a growl. He pushed up and felt himself release inside of her. She collapsed onto his chest and he wrapped his arms around her.

They were quiet for a few moments while they both panted, her head lightly resting on his collarbone. Kurt could feel her heart beat with his, and he strangely felt a connection that he had not felt in a long time..