SCOTTISH ROMANCE: My Sinful Surrender to a Highlander Werewolf (Scottish Werewolf Pregnancy Romance) (Historical Medieval Shape Shifter Paranormal Science Fiction Short Stories) (49 page)

“I think that it might be a good idea that you keep your hands to yourself.” I didn’t want him to, but I didn’t want him to think that I was easy pickings. There was no denying that he was eye candy. Just his physical makeup made me want to drop my panties right here in front of everybody. Had he wanted to, he could’ve easily bent me over this car, stripped off my shorts and drove his manly essence into me over and over again.

“I think that it would be fantastic if we could mix business with pleasure. If you don’t think so, then I’ll keep my hands off.” He took me to this facility and it was state of the art with a whole wing that was dedicated to striking forces. It measured how hard you were hitting and then would spit out the necessary formula to get maximum impact. He took me through every machine and told me that I would be going through each and every one of them. He took me into the room where the huge octagon was erected.

A bald black man was inside, sparring with himself and looking like he was actually fighting for his life. There was no opponent, but you wouldn’t know it from the way that he was constantly moving. “Miguel, I want you to meet Naomi “no mercy “Waters. I know that we’ve never talked about taking on a woman, but the sport is getting into national acclaim these days. Both sexes are starting to make a real name for themselves. If you’re not comfortable with training her, then say so now.” He shrugged his shoulders and he gave an indication that I should come in and see what I was made of.

An hour into it and I knew that I was ill prepared and needed some real training that included a guiding hand. I don’t know how many times I landed on my back, but it was starting to become a running joke.

The only thing that Miguel said the entire time was when we ended the sparring session. It was after 3:00 AM, but I was still feeling like I could go all night “Griffin, I think that there’s more to her than meets the eye. She’s stubborn, a fighter and there are men that don’t have the same passion. I’ll be more than happy to train her. This was just a getting to know you kind of exercise. I think I know what I’m working with. This girl has no limitations and she may think she does, but underneath it all she will not back down.” He walked away with his pants making this swishing sound as his legs moved back and forth. It was that noise in the ring that was a little disconcerting and I think it was designed to be that way.

Chapter four

Two weeks of training and I was staring to make some real progress with moves like the Kimura, including an ankle lock and even a triangle hold that had starting to become my mainstay. In the ring, I was surprising my opponents and even the look on the owners face told me that he was getting a real kick out of seeing me become that drawing attraction.

“I think you need a bad ass move and the Kimora is good, but I would really like you to learn something that’s new.” It was an intricate series of moves and one wrong move and it would be disastrous. I went through it several times, imprinting it in my brain and making it almost instinctual. “This move will have a variation that nobody has seen before. This is something that I’ve been working on and if mastered, it can be quite debilitating to anybody that finds himself in it. The omoplata to is not easy by any means to get out, but with a slight adjustment, it becomes perfected.”

I went toe to toe with Griffin several times, but he had always found a way to break free. It was starting to make me feel self conscious, until I finally learned this variation of the omoplata. I was able to turn him in such a way that he was actually limited in what he could do to escape. It wasn’t until I heard that familiar tune of him tapping on the mat that made me smile.

“That’s it for today, Naomi. We’ll revisit this in the morning and you try to get some rest. This weekend is your first fight here at the facility and is one that’s going to be your biggest test of all. This girl is not an easy opponent and she has agreed to come here to have a fight with you. She doesn’t know you from Adam and your name hasn’t really been out there long.” With that, Miguel stepped away with a towel around his neck, until I heard the click of the door and the slamming of it behind him.

I turned to see that Griffin was massaging his shoulder and I reached out to pull him to his feet, only to have him pull me down on top of him. It was after midnight and the place was deserted and the smell of sweat and sex was now permeating into the air. “I thought I said that you should keep your hands to yourself.” I was only kidding and now he grappled with me until I was on my back. He probably wouldn’t have been able to get me that way, except that I wanted him to.

My legs were wrapped around his waist and his two hands were pinning mine over my head. There was very little that I could do to prevent the kiss that was going to take me by surprise. When his tongue insinuated itself into my mouth, I found myself grinding up against him and feeling the object of my desire getting bigger by the second. His flag had unfurled and was now saluting like a soldier ready to go into battle. I did feel that my mound was itching for a chance to take him to the limit.

He finally relinquished the kiss, letting me get my breath back, but also feeling like things were going to take a major shift in our working relationship. There was no denying that the chemistry between us in the last two weeks was growing by leaps and bounds. Every time that we went into the ring together, I had this vision of us doing a lot more than just pummeling each other to the ground. Now that it was happening, I was apprehensive and I didn’t like the idea of dipping my ink in the company well.

“I need to tell you something, Naomi. The first time I saw you, I wanted to sleep with you. I think you know that. The first feel of that ass with my hand was more than enough to seal the deal. I think I’ve started to understand you better over these last two weeks. I know what makes you tick and I have to say that I’m very impressed by your need for survival. It can’t be easy living from hand to mouth and I’m giving you this opportunity to make it better. This fight on the weekend is not going to be easy. The purse is $10,000. That’s not a lot, but from the look in your eyes, I can tell that is more than enough for you.” He had pushed his knee in between my legs, rubbing up against that spot.

“I hope that you’re going to do more than just rub, Griffin.” I wasn’t disappointed, as he reached down and slipped his fingers into the waistband of my black shorts. He found my little friend and began to rub it insistently, until I was moaning incoherent words and throwing my head from side to side on the mat. With his one hand free, he had used his other to hold both of my wrists. I felt truly immobilized, but it felt good to let him have the reins.

One finger penetrated me and I had to arch my back and thrust my hips into the air to get him, as deep as possible. I felt him pushing forward and then another finger joined in, until he was thrusting three of them back and forth within my grip. I knew that he had me and then my eyes went wide with the implication of how fast and easy he had brought me to the brink.

“Yes, finger fuck me…I want you to feel it around your fingers. I want you to feel it and imagine what it’s going to be like when you sink your cock deep inside me.” I screamed and in this wide open space, the echo was like I was at the Grand Canyon. He didn’t stop moving those fingers or turning them in such a way that he was actually touching on my g spot. This only enhanced it and made it almost impossible for me to sit still, even if he was pinning me down.

“I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight than a woman cumming from my fingers. I think we need to get rid of the shorts once and for all.” It appeared that we weren’t going to make it back to either of our places. We were too hot for each other and this was going to culminate right here and right now. I would be interesting in the morning when I looked back at what we had done. I would never be able to stand in this ring and not relive that moment over and over again.

The contrast in our skin colors was something that I was slowly getting used to. He released his grip on my wrist and I lie there looking into his eyes, as he lifted my legs and extracted the one obstacle in his way. I wasn’t wearing panties and he could see the bright pink spread out before him and ready to deliver him to a sort of pleasure that he probably never had with any other girl. With my arms free, I easily caught him off balance and turned him, so that he was flat on his back.

With my knees on either side of him, I reached down and did the exact same thing to him that he had done to me. I lifted his legs and made sure that his shorts came down over his knees and down past his ankles. I tossed them to the side and then kissed his belly button, dipping my tongue inside, before following that up with a much needed kiss on the top of his cock. I found a sort of wetness on the tip and I easily and happily devoured it with the tip of my tongue licking and going for more.

With both of us naked, we grappled to see who was going to come out on top. I surprised him with a move that I had learned from Miguel. I had him on his stomach with his arm behind his back and my tongue now playing lightly over the back of his neck. I pulled on his earlobe with my teeth, making him groan and thrust despite himself into the mat for some kind of relief. Once again, I turned him and before he had a chance to realize what was going on, I slid down his shaft. My lips parted and the oily residue inside was more than enough to allow him access to the goods.

I placed my hands on his chest, tweaking his nipples and making him moan despite the fact that he was trying to be a man. He was extra sensitive in that area and all I had to do was graze over them to feel his cock begin to flex with a life of its own

“You need to stop that, or we’re never going to finish your training.” The only training that I was interested in was how fast he was going to be able to get me off. My beautiful naked black body was on top of him and his white pale skin had only fueled me to put on a show that was worthy of the price of admission.

“I don’t think you have to worry about that anymore, Griffin. I know exactly what I want and it’s right here between my legs. I think we both knew that eventually this would happen. Maybe you did, but I was on the fence, or at least I thought I was.” I rode him for awhile, but that did not satisfy him and he somehow turned me, so that I was on my hands and knees taking it from behind. He slapped my ass and made me wince in pain, but it was nothing compared to the pleasure that was currently taking me by surprise.

“Naomi, you are not at all like the other women that I have seen in the past. You have this fight and fire in you that cannot be contained. I love that you give back, as good as you get.” I proved that by slamming my hips back up against him, making his balls slap against my clit. It wasn’t enough to stimulate it, but it did give me a moment of pause. This in turn must have gotten his attention, because he was now reaching around to find that special spot.

“Brandon, you can do better than that and I know that you’re just holding back. You don’t have to for me. Stop playing with kid gloves and let’s do this like the pure animalistic animals that we are. Let nature take its course and grab us and make us into the primal beings that we were destined to be. We don’t have to play by anybody’s rules, but our own.” This seemed to push him to be more in control.

He grabbed my hands and he was now holding them with my back and neck arched, while he pierced me with strike after strike. “That’s more like it, Griffin. Give me the man and the beast that I feel inside of you. Give me that cock and make me want it again.”

“If that is what you really want, Naomi, then that is what you’ll get. Just don’t say that I didn’t warn you.” At that point, he was fucking me, so hard that I thought that it was going to come out of my mouth. I let him consume me, until there was this moment of clarity that came from the orgasm that was slowly, but surely sneaking up on me. It was, as if he knew exactly how to respond to what my body was going through.

“I hope that you are ready for this, Griffin…Griffin…GRIFFINNNNNN.” My insides went crazy and that in turn made my body turn into this electric wire that was now frying him from the inside out. It made his seed boil and pop its top, letting me deliver him to the haven of his own climax. We rode that all the way to the end and even after we had finished, he still gave me errant strikes of his hips to keep me awake and alert.

We lie there in each other’s arms, knowing that we probably shouldn’t have done this, especially so close to the fight that he had arranged for me. It was something to do this under the cover of darkness, but now the light of day was finally shining in my eyes.

“You’re not only a strong confident black woman, but you have a real chance at making a name for yourself. I’ve seen you in action and Miguel has helped you polish that raw talent into something of a fighting style that is a combination of several practices. I’ve done what I can and I don’t think that there is anything more than I can teach you, at least not in the ring. You’ll always have to better yourself, but I don’t think that’s going to be anything for you to worry about. You don’t seem like the kind of girl that would get complacent. You seem like you are ready to compete and continue training, even if you don’t need it.” I touched his face and could feel the heat and see the flush of his skin.

The fight in question was not an easy one and did not last 10 seconds or even ½ hour. We went toe to toe with each other and it was like we were almost mimicking each other’s moves. I felt that we were at a stalemate and there was only one thing that would break that stalemate. Somebody was going to have to either make a mistake, or turn things around in their favor.