The Lost Slipper (Fairytale Shifter Book 3) (8 page)

I
t’s almost
noon when I make my way back to the bakery. I’ve been anxious to get back to Winnie, but knowing she’s safe with Gwen makes it a bit easier to handle.

Xavier and I scouted around our land today, trying to track the scent, but neither of us could pin it down. I had to go door to door and check on the pack, making sure everyone knew the situation and to be extra careful, to always travel together and report anything suspicious right away.

When I walk into the bakery, I smell my mate, and my mouth begins to water. It’s been too long since I’ve had her taste.

“I thought I smelled you. Where’s my big guy?” Gwen says, coming out from the back, wiping her hands on a towel.

“He’s waiting out front. Said something about not liking the mating scent on me and Winnie. Careful, I think he might be a bit more aggressive because of it.”

“Ooh, just the way I like him!” Gwen winks at me as she walks past and out the front door to her mate.

I turn around in time to see X pick her up and carry her away from the store. With as pregnant as Gwen is, I’m surprised he lets her feet touch the floor. I know I won’t when Winnie is bred.

The thought has my cock throbbing. My need is getting crazy strong, and I’ve got to be inside her. After flipping the lock behind me, I stalk to the back, seeking out my mate.

When I push open the door, I see Winnie coming from the back room and carrying an empty tray. When she sees me, she stops in her tracks and slowly places the tray down.

I take a step towards her, and I can feel my wolf at the surface. I’ve gone too many hours during mating heat without touching her, and he’s agitated.

Winnie lets out a little growl, and I see her eyes start to glow. Once again, her bear is showing signs of wanting me, and it makes pride swell in my chest. Her animal deems me a worthy mate, and that’s the biggest boost to my ego. It makes me feel ten feet tall and like I could lift a mountain.

I stalk towards her, not breaking my stride as I pick her up and push her against the wall behind her. My mouth goes to her neck as my hand goes down to my jeans, unbuttoning them and freeing my cock.

Winnie moans as my tongue licks her neck, and my cock finds her warm welcoming center. She’s still not wearing any panties after I ripped them from her this morning, and it makes my cock even harder knowing that I’ve got full access to her.

I thrust hard, and Winnie moans loudly, clinging to me with her arms and legs.

Her pussy clenches around me, and I feel her sweetness coat my cock as I move in and out of her. I keep her soft body pinned to the wall as the thick ridge of my cock penetrates her tightness, every inch of me pressing inside her.

“Stone,” Winnie moans, reaching up to grip my hair.

I bite down just a little. The firm touch has her clenching even harder around me, a fast orgasm flowing through her.

“Yes. More. Please.”

“Anything you want, my little cub. Anything.”

I feel her lips against my ear, licking the shell of it, and it sends shivers down my back. My wolf is so close to the edge, he growls with excitement. That sensitive spot is his favorite. I feel my eyes changing, but I keep a tight hold on him as I thrust in and out of Winnie. My claws come out a bit as I grip her hips tighter, needing to rut into her as far as I can.

“Bite me,” she whispers in my ear, and I do as she asks.

As I move my lips down her neck, I pull the top of her dress down, exposing her breasts. I take the soft flesh in my mouth. I gently bite the milky-white side, just barely breaking the skin.

At the slight taste of blood, my cock pulses, and I cum inside her. As I lick the wound and seal it, I feel her clench around me, cumming with me and opening her body up to take my seed. I keep thrusting through the orgasm, knowing I have at least one more in me before I can be calmed.

Lowering us to the floor, I pull out and turn Winnie on her knees right in the middle of the kitchen of the bakery.

“Bend down, little cub. I want your ass in the air for me.”

Winnie spreads her legs and lowers onto her elbows. Her ass is high up, and I can’t help but lean down, licking each fat cheek and giving them each a soft bite. As I move my tongue across each one, Winnie wiggles a little and starts to whine.

“Do you need me, mate?” I ask, smiling against her skin.

“Don’t tease me, Stone. We’ve got time for that once you get me home.”

She’s right, and I realize that this isn’t the most secure place for this, but I’ll have her once more before I take her home.

I sit up and press the thick head of my cock to her opening, pushing inside her. She’s dripping sweetness, so my cock glides smoothly into her tight channel. She squeezes me so hard. I’ve never felt anything so good.

I don’t think sex is this good for everyone else. Otherwise, they’d be doing it all the time. I can hardly stand the minutes I’m not inside Winnie, and when I’m not inside her, I’m thinking of ways to get back inside her. Sex with my mate is by far the best sex that has ever been had.

Leaning down over her body, I hump into her, feeling her clench around me. I hold her tightly as her orgasm throbs through her body, and my cock echoes her passion.

I cum inside her once again, and it’s enough to take just a slight edge off. It’s enough to sate me until I can get Winne home and under me for as long as she lets me.

I kiss her shoulder and smile against the exposed skin there, loving the warm, sugary smell of her skin. “Let me carry you home, my love”

She starts to answer me, but my phone rings. Reluctantly, I pull out of her warmth and put my cock back in my jeans before helping Winnie up off the floor.

I kiss her nose and reach into my back pocket, taking my phone out and answering.

“Stone,” I say, by way of answering.

“It’s Xavier. I caught the scent outside of my home, and it’s strong. He’s close. Gwen is inside, but I want another set of eyes while I track it. Can you get here?”

I look over at Winnie who’s fixing her dress and pulling her chocolate curls up into a ponytail. She looks at me as if sensing my stare and raises an eyebrow in question.

“Hang on, X.” I put my hand over the mouthpiece while I look at Winnie, torn between leaving her here alone and needing to go find the rogue shifter.

As if reading my mind, she comes over and puts her hand on my face. “I’ll bolt the doors and stay inside. The twins are on their way to do prep work for the morning. They should be here any minute. I’ll be fine. You go take care of our pack.”

Hearing her say ‘our pack’ makes my heart clench. It’s like she’s realizing that she’s going to be leading our people, too. And she’s trying to be a good mate and do what’s best for everyone.

I nod silently, okaying this plan, not really having a better option at the moment. Dominic is with Ruby, who is about to pop out three cubs any second, and the rest of the pack are with their families.

Putting the phone back to my mouth, I hold Winnie to me, needing her strength right now. “I’m on my way.” I hang up the phone and kiss the top of Winnie’s head. “Stay inside, and be safe. You understand?”

“Yes, Alpha.” They sarcastic way she says it makes me smile, and I lean down, kissing her lips before going to the back door.

I give her one last quick kiss as I stand at the back entrance of the bakery and wait for Winnie to shut the door and listen for the locks to click into place. Once they’re secure, I turn, heading for Xavier and Gwen’s place.

I
glance
up at the clock and see that it’s almost three o’clock in the afternoon. Stone has been gone longer than I thought he would be. I thought I had it bad before when I only had a crush on him. Now that I actually have him, my need has grown ten-fold. I’m not sure anything can calm it. I’ve gotten most of the prep work done for tomorrow and a lot covered for the rest of the week as well. I’m still pissed that Trish and Tamara didn’t show up, but not shocked.

I called both their cells, and it was clear at two and a half rings they cleared me. My bear growls at the reminder, making me smile. It’s been so long since I felt her, and in the past twenty-four hours she’s made herself known. She also seems to have a little attitude and is super possessive of Stone. I bet with a little help from him I’ll be able to shift.

When I hear the front door to the bakery open, I make my way back out to the front to see Trish and Tamara standing there, arms full of bags, clearly having been out shopping all day. Both act like they aren’t hours late. I already know what their plan was. They were hoping that I’d have everything done by now. And I do. I couldn’t risk them not showing up at all, so I had no choice. Their plan worked, and it pisses me off.

They are grown adults now. Before, you could toss it up to being spoiled little brats. They’ve always been like this, but it got worse when their dad died two years ago. I get that hurts, but at least they had a dad at one point. I had nothing, and they made sure I never felt like a part of their family. I won’t do the same to them. They’re a part of this pack, and I won’t for one second treat them like outsiders or like they are beneath me. I don’t ever want someone to feel like they don’t belong. I know what that feels like. I can’t and won’t act like them, but I can give them a dose of reality.

I’m glad I can do it when no one else is around to see it. If Stone ever finds out how miserable I really was growing up with the Stockton family, it will eat him alive. I’ve learned that we both lived in our own little hell, and I don’t want to make his any worse. And even after everything, I wouldn’t trade my past as long as at the end of the road I still got Stone. Knowing I’ll have him for the rest of my life makes everything worth it.

“What the hell?” I yell, and it comes out as a growl. It makes their heads pop up and look my way, shock clear on their perfectly made-up faces. They’re both so pretty, I don’t get why they feel they need to act this way. You would think they were attention deprived.

“You two were supposed to be here three hours ago. I opened the damn shop. You two can at least close it. I get that you were both out, probably barhopping all night, but you still have responsibilities. I should be at home with my mate.”

I don’t add that my mate is busy, but still. I’m sick of this, and these two need to grow up. I don’t care if they want to spend their nights fucking the tourists, they need to cover their shit and not leave it for other people to clean up.

“You can’t talk to us like that. Don’t think just because—”

I’m in front of Tamara before she can finish her sentence. I can feel my bear pushing to break out. Her fur runs along the inside of my skin, making my eyes start to shift. Both Trish and Tamara gasp. Neither have ever seen any signs of my bear before.

“You need to stop messing around. I don’t want to drag the alpha into this, but you need to start doing your share around here. This is a pack. We all help each other. Gwen and Ruby need us right now. They’re about to bring new life into this pack, something that hasn’t happened in a while, and we’re going to help with that in any way we can.”

I take another step closer, getting all in their personal space.

“I don’t know what your problem is. I never understood what’s made you such bitches, but it’s done. I won’t put up with it, and I better not find out you’re doing it to other people. Get your shit together and worked out. Have some respect for yourselves and for this pack. We are a family, and it’s time you two bitches started acting like it.”

I just stare at them, my breathing heavy. The silence stretches before one of them speaks.

“You can’t’ just—” Tamara tries again. I notice how quiet Trish is being. I’m guessing our run-in yesterday has made her not so vocal.

“I just did,” I snap, cutting her off. This time she averts her eyes and steps back, Trish following suit. I’m a little surprised they aren’t being more aggressive, but I’ve never really stood up to them before. I always tried not to cause problems to try to fit in best as possible. All that got me was the doormat treatment.

I release a breath, trying to calm myself a little. I don’t want this to be about lashing out. I want this to be about healing. They might not want the healing, but I do. I don’t want us to always be fighting with each other. I want this to end. I won’t put my energy into fighting.

“Both of you will be here tomorrow. I won’t be here, nor will I be the day after that. I’m taking a few days off with my mate, and I’m sure the alpha won’t like it if I get dragged in here after I tell him how graciously you two offered to work the days and told me not to worry about a thing.”

They both look at each other, then grab their bags.

“I don’t want this to be a thing. When I see you guys again, the slate is clean. It doesn’t mean you get a pass, but it does mean I don’t want the alpha to know what utter bitches you’ve been to me. You should use the opportunity to try a fresh start yourselves. You both need to find something. I don’t know what it is, but you’re clearly not happy.”

They don’t say anything, but I can see a little sadness in their eyes as they turn to leave.

“I’m here if you need anything.”

I watch them both leave, locking the front door behind them. I stand there, feeling like the weight that was sitting on my chest has been lifted. That felt good.

With a smile, I go to the kitchen and do a final wipe down of the counters and pull out the trash bags. I take one last look around to make sure I’ve gotten everything taken care of. When Stone gets back, I want to be able to just go. I’ve been making a mental list of all the things I want to do to him when we get home. I once read a dirty book were the girl got tied up. I wonder if Stone would do that to me, or could I do that to him. I bite my lip at all the possibilities and imagine the face Stone might make when I tell him these ideas.

I push open the back door and drag the bags with me over to the dumpster, throwing them in before returning to the back door.

As I pull on the handle, a giant hand lands against the door, stopping me from yanking it open.

A familiar smell fills my lungs and wraps around me as my heartbeat picks up.

Slowly, I turn around and look all the way up, past a broad chest and up to big brown eyes.

“Koda.” The word leaves my lips, and I feel my legs give way, my knees buckling.

Koda catches me, pulling me into his big arms.

“It’s time to come home, little bear.”