“I’m guessing this is your mother?”
Charlotte nodded.
“She was beautiful. You look a lot like her. How long has she been gone?”
“Five years.”
“How about your parents?” Charlotte stood beside him as he studied the rest of the photos.
“My mother died when Christopher was a baby and our father about ten years ago. I can tell that family’s important to your father by all these photos he has on display.”
Charlotte nodded. She’d grown up with what she considered to be perfect parents and a loving family. She wanted the same when it came time for her to marry and have a family of her own.
“At the end of the day family is all we really have.”
He stood looking at the photo of her with her parents when she was about eight. Did she actually see a tear the corner of his eye?
“Why don’t you have a seat on the couch and make yourself comfortable while I get the coffee,” she said.
She left him still looking at the photos and had barely heard the first drip of coffee making its way through the filter when she felt his arms snake their way around her waist. Charlotte hadn’t even heard him enter the kitchen. His mouth made a slow seductive trail along her right shoulder until it arrived at the base of her neck.
She’d just died and gone to heaven.
Aiden kissed her neck while placing both his hands over her breasts. The coffee dripped faster, louder, and the smell of the brew drifted in the air above them. She’d remember that odor and sound and think of Aiden every time she made coffee now.
He squeezed her breasts causing both nipples to harden and push against the inside of her dress. He let his hands slide down onto her thighs while kissing her neck and jawline.
Charlotte slyly flicked off the coffeemaker.
“You want to go upstairs and forget the coffee for now?” she asked him.
“Lead the way.”
Chapter Seven
She’d grabbed his hand, taken him up the stairs and into the bedroom, where she’d pulled the drapes and snapped on the lamp on the bedside table, casting the room into a dreamy glow. The rain had picked up intensity and was now hitting the window pane. Its steady beat lending a welcoming rhythm to what was already a charged atmosphere between the two of them.
He’d tried his best to resist her all evening, but sitting across from her in the restaurant, the candle light flickering off the golden blond locks had mesmerized him. Put him into some kind of trance he had no intention of fighting now. Even if he didn’t need to know about the lab, he would have said yes to her offer of him coming inside for coffee. He’d assumed it would lead to having sex with her, and that’s what had thrilled him the most. The thought of seeing her naked sent sparks flying throughout his body. The knowledge that in a short while, he’d be seeing what a human woman looked like with her legs spread for him made him almost climax.
Aiden put his hands on her shoulders pushing her until her back was flat against the bedroom wall. His tongue played with her bottom lip before he let it slip into her mouth where it quickly battled with her own. She tasted divine. He pulled away and now they stood looking at one another.
“I should warn you that I haven’t had sex in over a year, haven’t had an orgasm that’s not been brought on my own hand or something with a battery since I can’t remember when, so let’s just say I’ll be very, very needy tonight,” said Charlotte.
His heart beat faster, and his erection grew harder. He hoped she’d be more than satisfied when he was done with her.
This time Charlotte took the initiative. She pulled him closer and ran her tongue along his lower lip. Aiden edged away slightly so he could run his hands down the front of her dress. He was growing impatient, so he inched it up her body until it sat gathered around her waist.
She was wearing thigh highs. Shit, so sexy. Had she anticipated the two of them ending up in this scenario? He reached out and circled the lace on the top of one of them.
“I really like these,” he whispered.
His let his fingers walk up her leg until it was just an inch or two from her mound. He lifted the lace on her panties away from her skin and glided his finger underneath it. Curls, thick curls, for his finger to explore and get lost in. The women shifters surprisingly had no hair down there, so Charlotte’s fascinated him. He ran his fingers back and forth over it. And now if he remembered correctly from the article he’d read, her clitoris would be close by. It was another thing his kind lacked. According to the magazine, she’d enjoy him playing with it. If he rubbed it the right way she might even have an orgasm. He was eager to find out if all of this was true.
Aiden playfully nipped her lip while he pushed his finger downwards farther into the curls. It met with a swollen nub that was hot to his touch. Was this it? He gave it a tiny stroke with his index finger. Charlotte gave a little groan. Yep, had to be it. He continued to kiss her while caressing the spot that now felt like it had a pulse. She moaned as he pressed harder, and dug her nails into his shoulders as his finger picked up speed.
“Shit, Aiden, you know what my clit likes.”
He gave one last heavy pass with his finger, and she cried out and rested her head on his shoulder. She breathed heavily into his chest. Her heartbeat was crystal clear to his ears.
Why stop now?
He let his finger slid down over her folds. It pressed against her entrance. She was hot and wet, and he couldn’t wait a second longer to feel what the inside of a human pussy felt like. Aiden slipped it into her channel. She groaned just a little this time. He pushed more, explored more, fascinated by the tightness of her entrance and the strong muscles within its walls.
“Take my panties off so I can spread my legs for you.”
He usually liked to be in charge during sex, but her voice and request made him rock hard and he couldn’t say no to her request. Aiden slipped his finger out. He tugged her panties over her hips, down her legs, and she stepped out of them. He wanted to see her, see what beauty lay between her legs.
Aiden took her hand and pulled her over to the edge of the bed where he lifted one of her legs and placed the sole of her foot on top of the bed. He sat down. When she’d walked to the bed, her dress had fallen back down over her thighs blocking his view. Aiden put his hands on both sides of it and lifted it around her waist again.
The most wonderful view he’d ever set his eyes upon were mere inches from him. Pink, glistening, surrounded by those cute curls that still held him in total fascination. He had to touch her, feel how beautiful she was. He put his finger on her clit and ran it all the way down to her anus.
“Wow, that tickles,” said Charlotte. “Do it again.”
She wiggled as he ran his finger back in the opposite direction. The real prize lay within the folds, buried in the labia that his kind didn’t possess. He took his index finger and thumb and spreading it away from her pussy. Just the tiniest drop of juice bubbled from it. He could smell it. It was sweet and made him lightheaded. He swiped it from her opening and then pushed his finger inside her. Charlotte’s pussy clung onto him. He nudged it harder, feeling her muscles contract while swallowing his finger. What would it feel like when his cock was inside her?
“You giving me a pelvic exam down there or what?”
Shit, he’d obviously been feeling around a little too much, and she was getting restless. But then so was he.
“Finger fuck me.”
He looked up at her. Did that mean what it sounded like? He hoped so because he didn’t want to seem like a virgin to her. Shifter woman only liked cocks inside them.
He pushed his finger higher and then it to the edge of her slit. He repeated the action, this time feeling her juices slide out over his skin. Human woman got a lot more excited during pre-sex than his kind. It excited him, made him harder, but somewhat impatient too.
She gripped his shoulder, moved her feet and thrust her hips in time with his hand. It was turning him on so much;
he’d never been this hard. His balls were twitching, almost bursting through his pants as he pressed harder. He only hoped all the arousal wouldn’t bring out his bear.
Charlotte screamed out and threw her head back.
He didn’t have the chance to say anything because she put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him flat on the bed. Next thing he knew she’d removed her dress and thrown it on the floor.
Charlotte hadn’t worn a bra. Well, he couldn’t see how she’d have squeezed one under that tight fitting dress. Her breasts were big, their nipples light pink and gorgeous. He’d love to suck on them right now, but she obviously had other plans.
She tugged urgently at his shirt, pulling away each side and sending buttons flying in various directions across her bedroom. If one of his kind had ever acted like this, he would have taken her over his knee and scolded her. Well maybe he’d do that to Charlotte a little later, but for now he was in unknown territory, so he had to let her lead the way.
Charlotte kissed his chest, ran her tongue down the center of his stomach as she opened the button on his pants and unzipped its fly.
“I guessed you were a boxer sort of guy.”
He breathed in as her hand went inside the slit and grabbed his cock.
She ran her hand up and down its length. He pushed his head back hoping she didn’t see his eyes change color, but the sensation of her hands on his shaft was too much for him.
Next she stroked his balls.
He turned his head to the left, feeling the need to let go right now, but he couldn’t. He grabbed the cover on her bed as she caressed his cock again.
Keep it together and don’t shift because I’m guessing she’s going to take you to paradise.
“I want to get you out of these clothes.”
Fuck, she was rough. Her nails scratched his belly and thighs as she tugged his pants and boxers off his body and tossed them on the floor. Next she grabbed his shirt and pulled it off him. Here they both were, naked on the bed. Guess she hadn’t been kidding when she’d told him she hadn’t been fucked for a long time.
She set her body on his and kissed him, nipping at his bottom lip. She pulled away.
“I don’t know about you, but I can’t wait much longer,” she said.
He was confused when she got off the bed and walked over to her purse. Condoms. She’d gone to get a condom. She tore open the foil package.
“You want me to do the honors?” she asked him.
“Sure why not?”
He sat his head back on the pillow while she unrolled the condom on him. He’d never worn one of these things before because he didn’t need to. His kind couldn’t pass diseases to one another via sex, and as long as you didn’t make love to a woman while she was in her heat cycle, you didn’t have to worry about an unwanted pregnancy.
Charlotte rolled the condom up his dick and now it felt like the poor thing was suffocating.
“I’ll have to remember to get you a bigger size next time we do this,” she said.
So there will be a next time?
Charlotte slid on the bed and laid flat on her back, spreading her legs. Aiden didn’t need to be told anything more. He got on his hands and knees in the space between her thighs and was ready to take them both to heaven.
****
Charlotte sensed there would be some initial discomfort when he entered her. One, her pussy hadn’t been given a workout for quite some time. Two, Aiden was well endowed. When she’d first seen his cock, well, she hoped he hadn’t noticed her lower jaw drop. His balls were equally impressive. Wow, had she gotten lucky not closing up the clinic early yesterday or what?
Aiden pushed his cock slowly into her. Just as she’d thought, it was a tight fit but not as uncomfortable as she’d imagined. He filled her to the max though, the tip of his cock pretty close to her sweet spot. She lifted her legs and crossed them at the ankles over his butt, sending his dick deeper inside her.
He began with a steady, almost too slow for her liking, rhythmic thrust. Her muscles clenched and tightened. She closed her eyes wanting to savor the sensation. Charlotte hoped this wouldn’t be the only time they’d have sex, but just in case it was, she wanted to make the most of it.
“Fuck me harder,” she told him. She wasn’t usually this bossy, but she was a woman who’d gone without for far too long.
He picked up the pace. This was nice. Tingly sensations were already moving through her thighs and into her pussy. She opened her eyes and held his arms. Charlotte lifted her legs higher around his body. He had muscles in places she didn’t know you could have them.
“Just go to work on me, you won’t hurt me,” she said.
She wasn’t expecting what came next. He picked up both speed and intensity. Wave after wave of pleasure…like pleasant electric shocks were traveling in her pussy.
“Oh God,” said Charlotte digging her fingers into his biceps. She was edging close now but wanted to hold on because she needed it to last in case she went through another sexual drought. No man had thrust this quick and hard into her. He was like a wild animal, but she had no complaints whatsoever.
She pushed her head back and screamed so loud she was sure people in both Glacier and Yellowstone Parks had heard her. Charlotte panted; sure she was going to have a heart attack. Her pussy was humming…fuck—another climax was already on its way.
This time she held the quilt on the bed and squeezed as hard as she could.
Holy shit, now another one was on the horizon. Had she howled this time? And he wasn’t done yet. She was out of breath. She’d be admitted to the ER soon. Her pussy clenched around his dick as a fourth orgasm took hold. It was just too much for her. She flopped over onto her side, causing Aiden’s cock to slip out of her.
Dear God, he still wasn’t done with her. He rolled her onto her belly, spread her legs, and she groaned as he entered her again. He was suddenly rough and wild as his thighs slapped against her butt. They both gripped the brass headboard as he fucked her hard and deep and grunted almost like a bear.
She turned her head to face the wall and set her left cheek on the pillow. Aiden kissed her neck as he brought about a fifth orgasm. He stiffened and moaned and even though he was sheathed she felt a gush within her pussy following by a welcome warmth.
They both breathed in unison, him kissing the base of her neck and top of her spine. He stroked her arms and then she felt a pinch on the back of her neck.
Shit, was he biting her, giving her a hickey or what?
He brought his hand down and slid them under her and squeezed her breasts as she felt another prick on her neck.
“Hey, what are you doing back there?”
He didn’t answer.
“Aiden, what are you doing?”
“Sorry, sorry, I got carried away.”
He took his weight off her, and she rolled onto her back to face him.
Aiden kissed her before she could ask any more questions. She ran her hands through his hair forgetting about the pain he’d just caused her and focused on the pleasure he’d brought between her legs, not once, but five times. That had been a record not only for one night, but for one single round of sex.
He pulled away. He obviously wore colored contact lenses because his eyes were now brown. But wait a minute; they’d been blue during the meal at the restaurant. Maybe she was just tired. Perhaps that’s what happened when you had too many orgasms one right after the other. If that was the case, she wouldn’t mind experiencing constant hallucinations.
Charlotte stroked his face, feeling stubble, no almost like fur, under her fingers.
“So did I take away your need?” he asked jarring her from her thoughts.
“Oh yeah. I’ll give you a ten for that performance.”
He snuggled down beside her.
“So how long have you been a doctor?” he asked her.
“Five years.”
“And you like your work?”
He circled her left nipple with the very t
ip of his pinkie. Very hard to concentrate on even a simple answer when you do that.
“Yes, I really do. I like helping people.”
“Like my brother?”
She nodded as he went to work on the other nipple. He leaned over and kissed her.
“Oh, I forget to ask you. Did you get his blood results back yet? I know he was worried about having an infection from the bite,” he asked.
“No, but I should get them tomorrow.”
He nodded and kissed her again.
“So you don’t do the lab work yourself? I mean at the clinic?”
He let his hand run down her thigh. He pushed his finger through her pubic hair and pressed her clit. She immediately opened her legs for him. She closed her eyes as he caressed her little nub.
“Um, what were you saying?’
“The lab work, you don’t do it yourself?”
“Um, no, it’s sent out to the hospital lab in Kalispell.”
He kissed her as he pressed harder on her clit. His lips covering hers masked this orgasm. Before she knew it, her eyes were getting heavy and then she fell asleep.
Chapter Eight
Aiden hadn’t meant to bite her. However, his orgasm had been more powerful than he’d ever imagined. Her pussy had clenched him tight when she’d been on her belly, and he’d totally lost it and performed on her what was usually only part of a shifter’s mating ritual. He was glad she’d stopped him when she had, but still she’d gotten enough of his salvia to act as a sedative and he’d barely gotten the name of the lab out of her before she’d fallen asleep.
He didn’t like getting up and leaving before she woke. But he had to get home and up early enough to head to that lab before any tests were run on his brother’s blood. He picked up his clothes and dressed while glancing at Charlotte. He wanted to make love to her again. How stupid was that? Getting involved with a human. Once she found out the truth about him, she’d run a mile.
He’d write her a note to tell her how much he’d enjoyed the meal and the fun they’d had afterward and leave it at that.
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