Shifter Legends (3 page)

“But one that you feel inexplicably drawn to.” He wasn’t asking her a question, he knew exactly how she felt at that very moment, and he was right. She couldn’t tear herself away, even if she wanted to. His pull was too strong.

“You wanna take me home?”

“Not really.”

“Me either,” She smiled and sat back down on the bench. “I bet they can wait an extra ten minutes.”

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“Can I see you again? Soon?” Grant’s deep voice floated into her ear as he pulled her into him for one more quick kiss in front of her door.

“I would like that.”

“How about tonight? When I get off from work. I hear there is going to be a full moon. Nothing prettier than the way they light up the night sky. Well, except for maybe one thing.” He gave her a final fleeting kiss and then trotted off, leaving her alone in the park with lunch.

She hated to see him go, but she had to admit that she loved to watch him leave. Briana licked her lips and grinned. She was that one thing.

The evening would come soon enough.

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Eight P.M. rolled around before the doorbell rang. All the anxiety of the looming date was making her nervous. Adrenaline pumped through her veins as she realized he was there. She immediately shot up, straightened her clothing and checked mentally for a headache. No sign of one. In fact, she hadn’t had one all day.

When she opened the door she had to catch her breath. He was stunning, a dark pair of jeans and black v-neck t-shirt that left no muscle to the imagination greeted her, reminding her of how perfect she thought his body was. He looked like the epitome of a bad boy biker, right down to the leather coat and the black combat boots. It worked for him.

“You look… amazing.” His eyes were wide as he looked her up and down.

Just a simple navy blue and polka dot dress that showed all her curves in the right way. Briana bit her lip and returned the favor, undressing him with her eyes.

Grant grabbed her by the hand and pulled her into the hallway. “Come on, I want to take you somewhere.”

She let him close and lock the door before following him out to his bike like a love struck teenager.

“I hated leaving you today, but I do enjoy seeing you all fancied up.” He covered her hand with his, finding her fingers and threading his own through them.  “The guys needed me, club matter.”

“Did you get everything sorted?”  She didn’t want to ask too much into it, she knew what biker guys could be like, but Grant just didn’t seem the type.

“I think so. In fact, I have a feeling because of it, things will go even better with the client we are trying to cater for. She is really important to us, and we want to get things just right. You know?”

He gave her hand a squeeze and put her on his bike before sliding on it in front of her. It handled surprisingly well as he started her up, the roaring of the bike’s engine more like a lullaby to her than startling. She had always liked bikes, and never really thought them a nuisance, not like she should have. If she knew what was good for her.

He took her only a few miles down the pavement before he turned off the highway onto a dirt road, climbing a steep hill. The area was filled with deep forest that fell away the higher they got, leaving her with a view of the town landscape. It was beautiful. She could see the lights twinkling, but she felt so far away from it all. So immersed in her surroundings. In him.

She wasn’t sure where they were going, but wherever it was she knew they would have a pretty good view. The tree line continued to fall away until they were at the very top and Grant pulled into a gravel driveway. She saw the entire scene as she hopped off of his motorcycle and put her helmet on the back of his bike.

A picnic blanket had been laid out, a bottle of wine and glasses, along with candles that were lit and burning around on tree stumps.

“How did you…?” She asked, looking out at it.

“That I can’t tell you, it ruins the magic of the moment.” He flashed a smile and gestured for her to sit down.

“A bottle of wine, a beautiful skyline, and look… even pillows. I do believe you are trying to seduce me.” She sat on the picnic blanket and propped the pillow against her back, looking out over the city.

“Is it working?” He poured each of them a glass of wine and sat down next to her, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her close. “Because if not, I have a few more ideas.”

For someone so gruff looking, he was every bit as attentive as he was fierce.

He was absolutely broiling, his heat emanating from him and warming her as she braced herself against the cool night air.

“Most definitely,” She leaned into him, taking in his scent. It pulled her in, drew her to him. He was so wrong for her in so many ways, the kind of guy she promised herself she would never get involved with. But there she was, hoping he would make the next move. She couldn’t help but feel like they were somehow connected. Like she was a part of him.

She didn’t want him to let her go.

He kissed her, his need obvious in the passion and ferocity that he put into it. Briana felt his tongue invading her mouth, sweeping through her and bringing a sensation that could only be described as electrifying. The touch of his skin against hers, the feel of his arms around her, the way his lips fused to hers, the passion that flooded into her, it was too much. It was everything.

It was just right.

Briana needed more, she needed the energy that she felt building up inside of her to meet his. To consume them both. She wanted it all so much, but all she could do was whimper as he touched her. Goosebumps littered her skin as he slipped his hand under her shirt. The hot touch of those firm hands as he moved up her side lit her body on fire as he found her breasts, warm and pert. Heaving before him, Briana sucked in a breath as he grabbed that supple breast, his thumb dragging against her rock hard nipple.

“Woman, you do things to a man that no one can deny. You know that?” Grant’s voice was almost a growl as whispered into her ear.

“Why try to deny it?”

“I couldn’t even if I wanted to. I’ve been imagining your body since last night.” He pinched her rosy peak, causing her to moan.

“You like the way I feel”? She pressed into his hands, her heart racing. She barely knew him, but she wanted him. She wouldn’t let herself sink back into the shadows of life. Into a world where she denied herself the simple pleasure of touch, just because she didn’t find her body worthy enough.

“I think you can tell that I do.” Grant grabbed her hand and put it in his lap, the bulge in his jeans obvious as she felt his girth. His cock was huge, she could tell even through his jeans.

Briana bit her lip and tugged on her own hair. She wanted him. Wanted to feel good. Wanted it all.

“Tell me that you want me, Briana,” Grant breathed heavily into her ear as he kissed her collar bone and unzipped his jeans, his cock springing from his boxers. He then focused on her, taking the time to unzip her jeans and pull down the fabric that only restricted her. They were off in mere moments. She was bare bottomed before him, out in the open. All he needed to do was pull her into his lap and push her down on him and she could ride him until she found that sweet release she wanted so bad.

“I want you. I want you so much.”

Grant grinned and pulled his own pants down past his knees. A condom already in his hand, he sheathed himself. He was going to take her right there in the night air.

“Tell me that you are mine.” His voice was raspy and hard as he grabbed her neck and pulled her to him.

She hesitated.
What did he mean by that?
It felt right. And she wanted to say it, but she hesitated. What would she be giving him if she told him the very thing he wanted to hear?

“Tell me, Briana.” The look in his eyes was desperate. He needed to know. Know that she was his.

 
Even if for tonight
, she reasoned. In that moment she was his.

“I’m yours.” She let it out in barely a whisper, more afraid of what that meant for her than what it meant for him.

With a strong grip Grant held tight to her neck and dipped down, sinking his teeth into her flesh. She screamed in pain, but it was gone in an instant, making way to a sweet release filling her with hope, love, and want. When he finally let go of her, she moved her hand to her neck. No blood. Just deep indents where his teeth had met her flesh.

Instinct took over, and without hesitation she returned the gesture, grabbing his neck and sinking her own teeth into him. She bit him without abandon, the flesh of his neck ripping as she tasted his blood. Briana had gone too far, but she didn’t care. She was wild.

When she finally let up, she licked his neck, his wound closing instantly, the blood retreating, leaving only a scar.

Briana shook her head uneasily. That couldn’t happen. It wasn’t possible. She must be drunk.

“What the…??”

“You didn’t bite as hard as you thought.” Grant reached up and wiped his hand across his neck. “See, no blood. Now come here, I want to fuck you, you little lioness.” Grant grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap. His grip was firm on her hips and he pushed her down onto his manhood. His moan was long and soft as he slid into her. So much feeling, all at once. She bucked almost immediately, rocking against his hot cock. It was an explosion of feeling that almost had her cumming right then and there. Briana was determined to continue, wanting that release she knew that only he could give. She held on as she rode up and down him, her juices coating his dick as she held on tight. She could never get enough of him, not inside of her. Not at all.

Briana grabbed the back of his neck and rode him hard. Thrusting down with each push and pull of his hands. She could feel it all in that moment. Her legs on either side of him, his arms around her, her arms around him. She felt alive and full. Full of his cock.

“I’m gonna cum,” Briana breathed, her chest heaving. It was too soon. She had only been on him mere minutes.

“Hold on, baby. Just a little longer.” Grant had an odd mixture of sweetness and desperation in his tone. He wasn’t ready. So she tried to hold on. But after the second thrust onto his hot cock she was screaming.

“Please,” She begged again. It was the only word she could manage to let escape her lips. It was wrong, she should not have given in to him so quickly. He wasn’t right for her, she knew that deep down. But she wanted him. Needed the sweet release that he promised her. Needed it now. She growled, literally growled as her nails sank into his body, holding her onto the edge of her orgasm.

“It will be worth it, I promise.” Sweat dripped off his brow as he encouraged her, pumping in and out of her as fast as he could.

Briana bit her lip and pushed forward, not letting her body succumb just yet. She gripped his flesh tighter, not willing to let go of him. Not willing to let go of her control. He was so strong, holding her up and pressing her down over and over again.

Briana sought out his eyes, finding them glowing in the moonlight. There it was again. The glow of those green eyes was real, she witnessed it right there. She let out a small moan, filling the night air with her cries.

 She could feel small tremors coming from his body as he slowly lost control, a little at a time.

“Cum with me, baby,” Grant demanded. “I want to feel you explode with me.” With a moan and a strong grip on her body he came inside of her.

She found herself unable to resist his command. She came hard, her entire body shaking as waves of pleasure flooded her. Sweat dripped off her, each drop sliding down her body and onto him.

“What did you do to me?” She asked, panting, her heart thumping in her chest.

His eyes glowed a white blue light in response.

Those eyes. They were bright and shining as she stared into them, mesmerized.

“You, your eyes, they really are…”

“Glowing? I’m not the only one. Your baby blues haven’t stopped since I made you my mate.” His jaw hardened as he continued, “It’s going to happen anytime now, baby. Don’t be afraid. I won’t leave you.”

“Baby, mated? What? What are you talking about?” She felt tremors take over her body, shaking and shivering as the energy that flowed through her took over.