by Sadie Savage
“Make me,” he said with a grin.
Michelle closed her eyes as Jake rocked her body blissfully, waves of heat crashing over her as again and again he thrust inside of her, bringing their bodies closer and closer to a climax unlike any she had ever had. She gasped and gripped the headboard of the bed as Jake’s cock sent thrill after thrill surging through her body, until she could no longer hold back.
Jake’s body responded in kind, and she felt him swell inside of her as he drew closer to his release. Finally, she felt him unload it all, all the fury, tension, and relief of the day inside of her, bringing her to a state of rapture unlike anything she had ever experienced. Jake penetrated her again and again, drawing out her orgasm until they were both hissing with the power of their ecstasy.
They collapsed in exhaustion and Jake held Michelle close to his broad chest, kissing her head fervently.
“You’re mine now, you know,” he said, matter-of-factly.
Michelle smiled, warmth coursing through her body. For the first time in her life, she felt safe. And not only that, but she felt free. And that was all because of Jake.
“Good,” she said. “Because I love you.”
Jake grinned down at her, his handsome face bright and relaxed for the first time that day.
“I love you, too,” he said. “Now let’s get some sleep.”
Jake laid back against the big pillows and covered Michelle up, and soon she fell into a blissful, post-coital sleep.
Epilogue
The MC was bustling for the next couple of weeks as the Pythons arranged the burial of Kent and made it official that Jake was now the president of the MC. Over half the gang had seen Kent’s betrayal first-hand and would stand for nothing less than seeing Jake as their leader.
He had fallen easily into the role, almost as easily as Mary and JJ had accepted the idea of their father and Michelle being a couple.
“Does that mean you will be my mommy?” Mary exclaimed.
JJ’s eyes darkened with sadness and Michelle had smiled gently. “I’ll never replace your real mommy,” she said. “But I will always do my best to love you and take care of you.”
This was good enough for Mary, who squealed in delight. Michelle winked at JJ, and both kids had embraced her tightly before running upstairs chattering about how great it would be to have Michelle in the house all the time.
But Jake apparently had other plans.
“Look,” he said, surprising her by coming home early after a long week at the MC. He gave her a thick envelope and Michelle furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.
“What’s this?” she asked, taking it tentatively.
“Open it!” Jake urged. The kids were still at school, so the house was completely quiet when Michelle gasped in surprise.
“You can’t be serious,” Michelle whispered.
“I’m very serious,” Jake said. Michelle embraced him.
“But how?!”
“Simple. You just go register for classes and buy your books. Then you show them what a brilliant, sexy woman you are and graduate with honors.”
Michelle laughed, tears streaming down her face. “This is unbelievable.”
“And, I have another surprise for you,” Jake said, leading her to the door. They stepped outside and Michelle’s heart hammered hard in her chest.
“You’re kidding me…”
In the driveway was a beautiful blue car. It was brand new. Jake grinned and handed Michelle the keys.
“I figure we’re going to need something better than that crummy station wagon Janie had been driving. I sold it and used it to pay for part of this. Now you can go to class on your own time, and it’s big enough for the kids, too.”
“I can’t even drive,” Michelle exclaimed, close to tears.
“I guess that’s where surprise number three comes in,” Jake said. “We’re going to the DMV. Right now. We’re going to get you your permit. I know you already know the rules of the road. I’ve seen that driver’s book you don’t think I know about.”
Now Michelle was fully crying and Jake picked her up in his arms.
“Come on, I told you I’d take care of you.”
Michelle nodded, laughing through her tears.
“All right then. You ready for this?”
“Yeah,” Michelle said, her eyes shining. “Let’s go.”
Jake stooped down to kiss Michelle tenderly.
“Hell yeah,” he said.
Shifter Romance
LA Shifters
PROLOGUE:
“Ready for this?”
Antonio, the large wolf with black fur and green eyes, turned at the words.
Magda, shifted from her bear form to human, stood close by the edge of the pen where she was kept. “I guess it’s a moot question, really, but I thought I’d ask.”
Antonio shifted quickly, skin and bone forming and growing then transforming until he stood on two legs, his skin bare of the fur. The wind blew across his skin and goose pimples rose. “I’d say yes, but that would be a lie.”
Magda grinned. The dim light flashed off her large white teeth. “Are you ready enough?”
Antonio moved closer, but still stayed below the shelter, out of sight of the zookeepers, if any should happen along. “As ready as we can be.”
Magda nodded. Her long brown hair waved around her cunning face. “It won’t be easy.”
Antonio said, “Never expected it to be. How we’ve stood it this long is anyone’s guess.”
It was anyone’s guess. The zoo had captured them all at some point, bringing them into the zoo under the assumption that they were the animals whose forms they could shift into. High doses of tranquilizers kept them complacent, and the food they ate was always laced with those drugs.
Shifting was dangerous—for a lot of reasons. For one, all of them were in cages with actual non-shifting animals. Those animals harried them daily and forced the shifters to the edges of the pens. The keepers assumed that they were just not assimilating, and they weren’t, because they couldn’t.
Antonio had thought he was the only shifter caught in that hell until he had seen Magda one night. She had been enraged enough, and awake enough, to shift right there in her pen. She’d almost been killed because the bears had gone on the attack. She’d had to shift back and fight to stay alive. The keepers had come in with their sedation tools and their sprays, and Magda had ended up in a pen just for herself because she was deemed untrustworthy.
She was also marked as a zoo failure, and while the zoo, on the surface of things, did not kill its animals unless it was necessary, she had pretty well punched her own ticket that night.
It was just a matter of time before they took her down. That went for both the keepers and the actual bears pacing in their pens, which were connected to hers even if they were separated by a slim band of trees and glass.
Antonio said, “You shouldn’t be shifting yet. What if you are spotted? The whole thing could go up in flames. The cameras might spot you and then what? There’s no way to explain a naked woman in a pen where a bear was a moment before. You’re being foolish.”
Magda snorted. “I have to. I can’t stand not to.”
“I know.” He put his weight on the other foot, his eyes searching the pens.
“The keepers should stay where they are for a few more minutes,” Magda replied. “Now’s our best chance.”
“Yeah.” Antonio lifted a hand, raking his fingers through his thick hair as his nostrils spread and his head lifted. He sniffed the air, but the scent of humans lay too thick everywhere to know if any were nearby. “Just keep one eye out for anyone, will you?”
“I will.”
“Get going then.”
“I didn’t need your permission.”
The words made Antonio grit his teeth. “No, you don’t.”
Magda paused. “I’m not staying here anymore. If I have to die here tonight, I will. I would rather be dead than be here and alive.”
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sp; Antonio’s heart sped up. He scanned the surroundings again, seeing nothing but shadows sifting and crawling out there along the concrete pathways. “I’m with you, no matter how this pans out.”
Am I willing to die here tonight? Yes, he was. He understood that even as his mind scrawled past all the risks she was taking and resentment at her willingness to take those risks simmered up in his being.
Because Magda was in a position to pass things on, she had told him about the others. At night, when they were herded from their outside enclosures and into their pens, he had spotted a few other shifters, or thought he had. Magda had confirmed that there were others here, just as eager to escape as she and Antonio were.
Revealing themselves as shifters would be disastrous. They all knew that from experience. No way did any of them want to become the pet project at some lab, stuck full of needles and having their brains scanned while being forced to shift constantly for ‘research.’
By the law of nature, they were all enemies. Wolves, bears, and tigers were not meant to be friends. In the wild, they would have fought and killed each other. Here, they had to work together or die.
This was their only shot, and they all knew it.
The zoo had to cut power in the cages and pens tonight, and keepers would be standing guard to make damn sure no animal escaped while they did the routine maintenance that he, Magda, and Patel had all been waiting on for an entire year.
This was their chance, and they would have to take it.
They had a plan.
As soon as the power went out, Magda, who was alone in her pen and stood the best chance of being able to get out without being eaten by non-shifting bears for her troubles, was going to climb her enclosure in bear form, because she was more capable of scaling the great height of the tree in that form.
But the branch that stuck out from the enclosure would never hold her in bear form, so she would have to reach it and shift then drop onto the paved and concrete walkway.
It was going to hurt. Even with her mutated healing abilities, she was going to be wounded, and naked.
A naked woman toppling onto the path would be noticed, but since the power was going to be out, the cameras would be out, too, which would give her the perfect chance to get into the keepers’ lockers and grab clothing for them.
Antonio knew Magda was not all that keen on helping the other shifters escape. The only reason she was doing so was because if she did not, they had all threatened to not only shift and reveal their secret, but to tell hers as well.
No way would anyone let a shifter escape. The government really would track her down to the end of her days and that chip they all had implanted under their skin would certainly aid in her capture.
That was why she had agreed to help free Antonio and Patel. Patel was a surgeon and capable of removing the chips, and Antonio had contacts in LA, unlike Magda and Patel. He could get them into shelter for the next few days, and get them food and other things they needed.
Once dressed and in possession of the keys, Magda would unlock their pens. It was risky, because they could all go down in flames if she were caught.
Antonio chewed his lips as he watched her shift yet again.
This was it.
His heart picked up again, his pulse ticking away in his throat. His gaze moved across the landscape, his mouth opened as he tasted the air, trying to separate old scent from new.
The branch gave a low warning creak, making his head jerk upward. “Be careful, dammit.”
“I am being careful,” she snapped. “I don’t want to break my legs or something, you know. Even if they will heal, I’ll be in misery for days. What’s more, there’ll be no way I could run.”
Magda climbed the tree and when she reached the fork of the branch, she shifted again. She paused, looking down, and Antonio’s heart thumped painfully in his chest as he shifted back to wolf form.
What if she lost her nerve? What if she could not bring herself to jump from that branch, knowing how much pain she risked?
The branch creaked again, an alarming sound. The faint jingle of keys worn on a hip sounded out and a keeper strolled closer. Antonio could hear far better than Magda, and he was the lookout. She looked down at him, sniffing hard as she did so.
He ran closer to the edge, where she could see him, and placed a paw out, aiming it in the direction the keeper was coming from.
Magda stayed put. The bare strands of moonlight played over her body, all lean and high angles and rounded breasts and hips.
Lust stirred up in Antonio, and he forced it away.
Bears and wolves did not mix. It was against nature and even shifters had to play by those laws. His thoughts went back to the pups he had created with a non-shifting she-wolf.
The pups had just been born a few hours before. They were there, in the pen, and they were his. He would take them with him, because not to do so meant risking them being shifters trapped in this existence, and risking shifters with no ability to handle the shifts exposing him and every other shifter in the world.
There were plenty of shifters in LA, established packs out there in the neighborhoods. He would take his children and find a pack or forge a new one. If they could not shift, he would have to send them into the steep canyons to live, where they could be free and away from the humans who would kill them.
The keeper stepped out from a thick clot of shadows. It was the ruthless one, Barry. There were keepers who loved every animal in the zoo, and then there were keepers like Barry, who was known to hit, kick, and hurt.
Magda watched him, and Antonio saw the expression on her face. A warning growl rose in his throat, but she ignored it.
Dammit! His body shifted instinctively as Magda went down, right on top of Barry.
Magda landed on the keeper, already shifting to bear form. The heaviness of her body took Barry down and she landed right on his chest, forcing all the air from his lungs and preventing him from being able to scream.
The thick and rich tang of blood hit the air, driving Antonio into a near-frenzy, no matter how much he tried to stay level-headed. He was not the only one reacting. Howls and growls rose up all along the long path that ran in front of that section of pens. It was just a matter of time before the other keepers showed up and they were all fucked.
Magda, bloody and triumphant, grabbed the keys from Barry’s hip and came to his pen. She smiled at him. Blood covered the entire lower half of her face as she laughed, “Change of plans, Antonio. You have to come out now, and there’s no time to grab those pups.”
“Like hell.” He shifted again and then again. He needed to be in human form to snatch the pups from their protective mother and he knew it, but he was risking much and he knew that as well.
The howls rose in the air and the she-wolf, stunned and sleepy from childbirth, but alert because of the blood riding the air and the crisp scent of a human in her pen, fought him hard, forcing Antonio to kill her even though that was the last thing he wanted.
The other wolves backed off, but their howls rent the air as Antonio gathered the limp and shivering bodies of the pups and ran for the gate and the unlocked door.
Once he was out, Magda locked the gate again and they ran, naked and with the smell of blood and newborns all over them, toward Patel’s cage.
Patel had done the only thing he could. As an outcast from the tigers, he lived on the fringes and right then he was up high in a tree, trying to escape the frenzied fighting below.
Magda said, “For God’s sake, let’s just leave him.”
“Fuck you, we need him,” Antonio retorted. “And besides, if we leave him here, he dies, thanks to your stupidity and blood lust.”
He set the pups in a small basket meant to hold trash. Fear rippled through him. If the animal tigers escaped, they would kill his young, or if he died in that pen, the keepers might not find them in time to save their young lives. It was a risk he had to take.
He grabbed the keys from Magda’s blood-soake
d hand and opened the pen, then charged in, changing again to wolf form.
Magda cursed a few times and followed. All hell broke loose, but Patel, able to escape the attention of the other tigers for a moment, slipped out the open gate.
Magda and Antonio turned to the gate in time to see Patel holding it with one hand, a considering look on his face.
Antonio’s heart sank. If Patel let them die there, he had nothing to fear. There would be no way the keepers would know for sure that they, or he, had been a shifter.
Antonio and Magda would shift to human form in death—and there would be one hell of a mystery around the reason two humans had been in that pen, but nobody would ever guess the truth, and Patel would owe them nothing.
Patel waved a hand. “Come on!”
Antonio’s legs pumped across the ground. He reached into the basket and gathered his pups. Four males and one female. The pups howled softly, their mouths nipping at his chest. They were hungry, and they were now motherless as well.
One of the pups, the female, bit down hard and began to fight him just as he made the gate and went through it.
She squirmed and bit, her little pup teeth sinking deep into his arm, bringing blood. The males were more docile, which angered Antonio for some reason.
He ran onward, ignoring the pain as they crossed between the pens and the tunnel that led to the employees’ work spaces.
The lockers were closed, but they were all strong. Antonio ripped one open. He pulled on clothes, his hands working quickly as he shifted the pups from side to side.
Magda said, “Maybe we should kill the rest of them. Or tie them down and force feed them.”
Patel, reaching for pants, added, “Make them breed with each other.”
Magda laughed. “They call it rape when they are forced. They call it necessary for us.” Her hand went to her belly. Antonio turned away. Magda’s cubs would be born soon, even if her human form didn’t show that fact.
