SCOTTISH ROMANCE: My Sinful Surrender to a Highlander Werewolf (Scottish Werewolf Pregnancy Romance) (Historical Medieval Shape Shifter Paranormal Science Fiction Short Stories) (19 page)

“I think that you’ll find, Brandon that I’m full of surprises. I left that statement hanging in the air, opened my mouth and inhaled him, until I had him by the root. His balls were now up against my chin and his cock was firmly embedded within the tight confines of my throat. I rippled around him and I could feel that invading force and looked up into his eyes to see that he was completely taken back by this latest turn of events.

“I didn’t expect you…to do that.” He was holding onto my hair, but he wasn’t forcing the issue and allowing me to play him like a woman that knew exactly what she was doing with the male anatomy. “Most girls…only do that because…they think that it’s necessary. You do it…because you like it and it’s your enthusiasm that makes it a lot more difficult to hold back the flood.” I didn’t want him to hold back and the first one was going to be nine, whether he liked it or not.

I did my best work on my knees and I had no problem showing him the experience that I had from many boyfriends. I’d learned something new from each one and I was using every trick that I had at my disposal to drain his nuts dry. I found that the best way to get him there in short order was to concentrate on the head with my mouth and my tongue working in unison, while my hand was jerking him at the same time.

“Sky, you are very much a cock tease…but I like it. God damn, you really don’t take any prisoners. You’re showing me no mercy and if I were being tortured, I would give up the information in a New York second.” His fingers had now entwined in my hair a little tighter and his hips were now joining in on the action. It felt like we were a unified team and then I felt that vein along the side throbbing with the need that came from feeling my mouth working him over into a froth.

I held still, with my mouth over top his knob, while working him harder with my hand, until I saw his head throw back and I knew that it was coming. He screamed and I had to wonder what the boys downstairs would think of that. They would probably see me as a carnivore and not the victim. They would know that this guy had gotten in over his head.

“Jesus Christ… I can’t believe that you just did that.” His eyes showed fire and then he lifted me by the shoulders, until he was able to turn me around and bend me over the back of the couch. I thought that he was just going to fuck me, but he surprised me with the insertion of his tongue into my pussy and then into my ass. He had no problem going back and forth from each one and I didn’t even have to touch myself. “You have the kind of tongue that knows how to stir things to the surface.” 

He had me at a loss for words, completely stymied and all I could do was stand there and dig my fingers into the surface of my black leather couch. It was a gift from Owen, who had more money than brains. That is until he had to fork out a lot of that to his brother the deadbeat.

“You’re not so bad yourself, Brandon. I would say that a few women have been on the receiving end of this kind of loving.” It was getting harder and harder to stand there and take this animalistic side of him. He was tongue fucking my hole with an enthusiasm that went beyond just your normal run of the mill one night stand. I felt like he was actually giving me the respect of reciprocating after I had finished giving him one of the best blow job of his life. “I don’t even know where to begin.” I was moaning and I was sure that he was feeling the inner muscles pulling at his tongue to try to pull it from his mouth.

It wasn’t something that I normally do on any given day. There were times that I had to take matters into my own hands, but there were also times that a real flesh and blood man could only do what they could do. I hadn’t had that desire stoked in at least three months. I don’t know why, except to say that I was concentrating on my job and then on this new enterprise. I could’ve gone to any bar, but I don’t think that I would’ve gotten the same kind of service that was now being inflicted on me.

I turned my hands on the couch and then lifted my legs, until they were over his shoulders. I scissored my ankles behind his head and then lifted my body up against him, so that he had no choice, but to suffocate on my sex. Oh that’s it…make me cum you fucking bastard. You know that you want to and that this is exactly what you were after from the moment that we met in that restaurant yesterday.” The liquor obviously had something do with my inhibitions being stripped away. I had heard from some people that liquor was a good way to finally show what you really felt.

“MMMMMMMMMM.” He was trying hard to pull away from me, but I was having none of it. His moans made these vibrations that were now attached to my clit. I felt that moment of truth and there was no way that I was going to deny myself that kind of pleasure, even if it was with this arrogant little prick. I was actually finding him to be most interesting, despite all of my misgivings to the contrary.

“I’m cumming… I’m fucking cumming…CUMMMMMMINGGGGG.” My legs were shaking and my arms were shaking. it was a wonder that I was able to even stay in the position that I was in. Wave after wave of intensity hit me, so hard that I thought for sure that I was going to pass out from the sheer joy of it all. It wasn’t, until I was slowly coming down from the top of that mountain that I felt the insistent rubbing of his cock up and down my slit.

“I just don’t know if I want to do this. If I do, it will be over soon and then I will only crave for more. Sky, you have created a monster. Over the next couple of weeks, I am going to show you moves that we can hopefully bring into the bedroom with us.” He lowered my legs and now they were wrapped around his waist. He had his hands on my bare ass and then he plugged that sausage into the only hole that mattered. I pulled him into the abyss of my pleasure, holding him hard and feeling all those inches fill me up in just the right way.

“Brandon, I think I knew this was going to happen from the moment that we started training. Getting sweaty and hot together was a very bad mistake. It made those feelings that I had for you grow to the point that I couldn’t possibly keep them in any longer. That’s it; get it in deep the way that I like it.” He was pushing up against me and I could feel that invading presence moving with a mind of its own.

“Sky, I can say the same thing about you. I have been known to mix business with pleasure in the past, but you are not what I was expecting. I know that you want training and I have to admit that I thought that you were a lost cause. I really did think that… I don’t know what I think anymore. Damn, you make it hard to complete my thought.” It was only because he was feeling the effect of having him inside me.

“Brandon, I think it might be time that you stop talking and start doing. There’s no way that we can possibly have a conversation with you doing that to me.” I was choking on my words, begging him in my mind to show me no mercy. It felt absolutely sublime to realize that I had him where I wanted him and not the other way around.

That fire between us was now out of control and there was only one way that we were going to satisfy that burning desire. We moved together, pushing ourselves beyond all reason and letting our bodies take us on the wave of pleasure that we were creating.

“God damn… I think I’m going to cum again.” I could tell that he wasn’t too far off and that my orgasm would be the final straw to bring about his own. I was not disappointed, as he drove that manly piece of equipment with this intense need to finish this once and for all. After he had done his business and we were lying there symbolically smoking. I think I knew that this was going to be more than just a one night stand.

I couldn’t take my eyes off of him or prevent myself from reaching down to feel what he had given me. My lips were swollen and puffy pink and I could tell from how deeply he had shot that there was no way that it was going to come back out. This did terrify me and the idea of getting pregnant was not something that was in my cards. I had a destiny to become a fighting force on to myself. I think that I was well on my way to doing that and this first fight was going to tell the tale. It would also say that I was here to stay, or I would lose and become a laughingstock in this industry.

That night, we burned the sheets, until the wee hours of the morning. It was only after we had showered and washed off the stench of sex on our skin that we turned their attention back to the task at hand.

The next two days, I put myself in his hands in the ring and in my bed. I knew that I was going to be with child, but that wasn’t going to stop me from getting into that ring. He had no idea what he had done and probably thought that having sex multiple times wasn’t going to do anything.

I stand here ready to face my opponent and she’s unforgiving and I can tell that she thinks that I’m a joke. I would to, considering that I was a novice and I was asking for permission to go up against one of the very best. Brandon was in my corner and in the process of taping up my wrist, he whispered into my ear. “I know that this is sudden, but I can’t help the way that you affect me. I want you to know that you’re very special and that I don’t want to lose you.” Out of the sight of every one, he presented me with a diamond ring on the tip of his index finger. I stared at the huge diamond and I knew that I had made him a better man. He was no longer callous, or looking for that next conquest. He wanted me and he was proving it by showing me his love and affection in the form of an engagement ring.

“I really don’t think it’s appropriate to do this at this time, Brandon. If you need my answer right now, then it’s a resounding yes.” He looked like he was overjoyed. I put my hands on his shoulder to prevent him from showing it to the masses. “Just keep this underneath our hat for the time being. Let some of the heat die down. I want the right kind of publicity for this place and it’s not gonna come from our happiness.”

“I showed you one move and I hope that you get a chance to use it quickly.” I went into the ring and I don’t think that I could stop smiling. This seemed to take my opponent off guard. Her nickname was the crusher and when she came after me, I found out the reason why. I suddenly found myself in a rear chokehold with her hand on top of my forehead and her forearm underneath my throat to cut off my oxygen. To get her off, I slammed her repeatedly against the chain enclosure. I finally reached up with both hands and bent at the waist quickly to flip her over top of me. This broke the contact and I went down and moved in such a way that I was able to put her into the triangle hold.

I don’t think that she was expecting that kind of expertise from someone that had no record to speak of. She struggled, but the more that she did, the more pressure I put on, until she was tapping out and the referee had no choice, but to call it. It was over within 5 minutes and I think that I had shocked the world with how much I had learned.

“I can’t believe that you did that. I figured that you would use it, but I didn’t expect in a million years that you would be able to use it, so quickly.” While I was in his arms, the crusher came over and in a moment of sportsmanship, she shook my hand and told me that I had a future.

I did find out that I was pregnant soon after and Brandon expressly forbade me from getting in the ring again, until after the birth of our son. I was able to work and with my win came notoriety and with that notoriety came those that wanted to be a part of something that was a growing force. Brandon was a man of his word and he was now down to 5%, although in my mind we were a true partnership.

Love has a way of finding you when you least expect it and sometimes you just have to know when to reach out and put it in a choke hold.

THE END

Seduced by a Forbidden
Billionaire

Chapter One

Another day, another million dollars
, he thought,
pre-tax of course.  Gotta give Uncle Sam his cut otherwise he takes it all.
  He ran his fingers through his shaggy black hair and let the thick curls fall around his dark eyes.  Draco Morgan rested his elbows on the smooth mahogany surface of his desk and let his face drop into his hands.  It had been a trying day in the boardroom and he was ready to call the day finished, despite the fact it was only one in the afternoon.

He punched a button on his phone and ordered his assistant, Katherine, to fetch his lunch.  He heard a faint sigh in her voice as she acknowledged her orders.  He was not worried about the unintentional display of annoyance.  Her slightly difficult attitude was also one of her biggest attributes since she also directed those same mannerisms at the would-be callers and visitors in her role as his gatekeeper.

Draco scanned through his email as he waited for his food.  The million dollars that had his attention was just another million into the coffers for rainy day.  Once his bank balance had entered the ten digit arena, a million seemed like the change that a normal person might lose in the cushions of their couch.

Katherine swung open his door without knocking, and strode into his office with the tray of food.  She laid out the heavy silver silverware and piled his salad onto the china plate.  He wrinkled his nose at the tangle of lettuce and vegetables and she shook her head.

“You know you are supposed to eat healthier Mr. Morgan.  Your doctor says no more steaks for a while.”