by Sky Winters
Brandon already had his keys out and in the lock. The man moved fast when he wanted something. The door swung open and he pulled Anna in with him.
***
The three tumbled into Brandon’s bedroom and made a beeline to the bed. There was no pretense of politeness, no drinks were offered. This night was to be about only one thing: pure, unadulterated sex.
Anna found herself sandwiched between the two men with two pairs of hot hands roaming her body. Their eyes glowed orange, and she could see shiny scaly patterns emerge on their soft skin. Brandon had his mouth on hers while Sonny pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders. She was overwhelmed by the power of the two shifters, and by how much she wanted them both.
Her head dropped back against the chest of one man, while the other’s mouth closed around her nipple. Her last thought before giving herself over completely was, this is the craziest thing I have ever done.
Brandon rucked her skirt up to her waist while Sonny pulled the top down, exposing her bare breasts to the air. The sudden chill rippled across her skin, drawing her nipples erect and goose pimples across her skin.
Brandon sat her down and each man took one of her nipples in their mouths. The sucking and teasing of their lips and teeth made Anna’s breathing speed up. She was embarrassingly wet and so turned on, she thought she’d come if the wind shifted.
Her skin tingled and the air crackled around her. Her nose was filled with the heady combination of cologne, sex, and the powerful aphrodisiac known as the human male. As Sonny’s mouth roamed its way down her torso she shuddered with pleasure, and just a little bit of anxiety. She hadn’t been with anyone but Pete in years, what could she expect? With the first lap of Sonny’s tongue over her panties, she gasped and forgot all about those silly concerns; and as his finger pulled the damp fabric aside, she damn near forgot her name.
As Sonny was going down on her, Brandon led her mouth to his erect cock. She took his girth into her mouth and let her tongue enjoy the smooth, salty swirl.
Sonny pushed her up on to her knees, and thrust into her from behind, rocking back and forth, while she continued to satisfy Brandon. As the night progressed she soon lost track of who was inside of her, and how many orgasms they all collectively shared.
Chapter 7
The trio collapsed to the bed in a tangle of sheets and limbs. Anna was panting and sweaty from the exertion of keeping up with the two fit men. “Holy shit. That was, wow!”
Brandon grinned. “Check it out, Sonny. She’s speechless.”
Sonny looked over at Anna. She looked so beautiful with such a deep flush in her cheeks. “Uh huh,” was all he could manage. He was used to sharing with Brandon, but something about tonight was different. For the first time, he wanted to shove Brandon out of bed so he could have the girl all to himself. It might have been because Anna Nash wasn’t just any girl. She had been a constant, running thought in his mind since he first laid eyes on her.
“I’m going to get some water. Do you two want anything?” He tossed back the covers and started padding across the room before either of them answered. He needed distance, maybe a little breathing room to clear his head.
“I’ll have some water too. If you don’t mind,” Anna called.
Without turning around, Sonny nodded and left the room. What was the matter with him? He had only met this girl one time and she rejected him flat out. The only reason he was able to get her at all was because of Brandon spinning his seductive magic. If he had a second chance on his own, he would have screwed it up again for himself, he could almost guarantee that.
Anna watched Sonny walk away and felt an intense pull to follow him. Something was wrong, she just knew it. Brandon had rolled over and was softly snoring with his back to her. “Well, that was quick,” she mumbled. And a good thing too. It gave her a chance to see what was up with Sonny.
She slid from the king-sized bed and went after Sonny; after having had a three way, she didn’t bother with clothes. The man had already seen her in some less than modest positions, being naked was tame in comparison.
“Sonny?” she asked as she poked her head into the kitchen. The vent light was on over the stove, casting just enough light for her to catch Sonny’s form leaning against the counter.
“Yeah? Go on back to bed. I’ll bring your water to you in a minute.”
Anna ignored the request and went to him instead. “Are you okay?”
“Why did you tell me no the other night?” he asked.
Anna paused, she hadn’t expected a line of questioning. “That’s easy. Because you were cocky and rude. You acted like a guy who knew he could charm the pants off any woman he wanted. You needed to hear a different answer.”
Sonny smiled as he took in Anna’s half-shadowed figure. “So you wanted to teach me a lesson, then?”
“Not really. I didn’t know you and hadn’t planned on seeing you again. I just didn’t want to get involved with Rhett Butler.”
Sonny’s shoulders shook with suppressed laughter. “You know what’s funny? You aren’t the first woman to call me that, but it was the first time the comparison had backfired on me.” Sonny chuckled again, but quickly grew serious. “What made you change your mind?” Please don’t say Brandon.
“I’m not sure. I think it was the need to try something new. I just got out of a shit relationship recently and needed to cut loose a little.”
Sonny turned his head so Anna couldn’t see his disappointment. “Oh, that’s all? Cool. I’m glad we could help.”
“Hang on a second.” Anna closed the last couple of feet between them. “Would it help if I told you that I was curious about you? The fact that you happened to show up on a date I was on, had to have been a sign, right?”
“Well not really. Brandon likes to invite me on all his dates and vice versa.”
Anna held up a hand. “Regardless. Tonight just felt a little bit serendipitous to me. I thought I’d see it through and find out what happens.”
Sonny cocked an eyebrow. “And?”
Anna took his hands. “And I’ve had the best night of my life. Thank you.” She stood on tiptoe and planted a gentle kiss on his mouth. Her breasts just barely brushed over his chest, commanding her nipples to attention.
Her soft thank you kiss quickly deepened into something hungrier, more demanding. Their tongues swept over each other and Sonny pulled her into him, crushing her to his body.
Every inch where his skin touched hers, set Anna’s body on fire. Her greedy hands roamed over his back and ass, curving around his hips to the front of him. She wrapped her hand around his half-hard cock and began to stroke it to its full size. Sonny was well-endowed and filled her hand.
He sighed and dropped is head back, egging Anna on. “That feels amazing, baby,” he declared before biting his lip.
“If you think that feels good…” Anna dropped to her knees and ran her tongue along the underside of the shaft. She watched Sonny’s face as she drew him into her mouth. He sucked in a breath through his teeth as she toyed with him. Her mouth and fist moving in tandem, driving Sonny crazy.
She didn’t care about her first impression of him any longer. The beautiful man in front of her was under her power and she liked it.
“Anna,” Sonny sighed. His hands dove into the tangled waves of her hair. “Anna, stop.”
“What’s the matter?”
“Stand up.”
Anna obeyed and rose to her feet. Something in the dragon’s manner compelled her to listen.
Sonny grabbed her by the hips and hoisted her onto the counter. His eyes glowed with flames. Her pelvis was level with his on the cold granite surface. Sonny gripped her thighs, and pushed her legs open as he sidled up to her.
Anna cupped Sonny’s face and pressed her lips to his. The taste of her from earlier lingered on his mouth and tongue, turning her on with every sweep of the tongue. It hadn’t been long since she’ had both men, but she wanted Sonny as badly as a man in the desert wants wa
ter.
Sonny nudged at her opening, teasing at the sensitive and swollen flesh with his head. With a groan, he eased himself inside her. “Oh God, you’re so big.” Anna gasped.
Sonny growled low in his throat as he thrusted, and the fire in his eyes brightened. “You belong to me, do you understand that?” Starting slow at first, then picking up speed as Anna gasped and moaned.
She loved every last stroke of him inside her, and as he drove her over the edge again, she called his name out and dug her nails into his shoulders. “Yes! Oh, god Sonny. Yes!”
“Tell me you’re mine.”
Anna came apart with a moan. “I’m yours,” she gasped as her body lost control.
With a shudder and groan, Sonny came quickly after her. He stayed buried in her with his arms wrapped around her waist as though she were his life raft.
“Tell me why I said no to you again,” Anna said with a giggle.
“Ah! Easy! I’m still inside you.” Sonny reluctantly withdrew, but the spasms from Anna’s laughing were a little too much for his oversensitive parts. “It’s because I had made myself as unappealing as possible.” He stroked her cheek as he spoke. “But I am really glad you changed your mind.”
Epilogue
“So it’s been a few months since I’ve seen you. What’s been going on?” Winnie asked with a glance at Anna’s midsection. “Looks like you’ve been busy.”
Anna rubbed a hand over the slight swell of her belly. She had just begun to show in the last couple of weeks so her whole life felt new. “You could say that,” she said with a giggle. “I’m sorry I’ve been MIA, but Sonny and I have just been in the throes of the new relationship period. I can’t get enough of him.”
Winnie smiled and leaned back in her chair. “That’s fine. I’ve kind of been in the same boat myself with Zack.”
“Oh, you mean you two have finally come out of the bedroom?”
“Yup. I’m not sure what happened, but one day we just decided to go see a movie and we somehow wound up committed. It’s been pretty great.”
Anna reclined in her lawn chair. Her feet hurt from running around all day and she wanted a good view of Sonny. “I’m finally going to get to see Sonny in action today. Isn’t that great? Have you ever seen Zack shifted?”
Winnie took a sip of tea, the ice tinkled against the glass. “Not yet. He’s still a little shy about letting me see his lion. I think he’s getting more comfortable with the idea though. He mentioned something about a hunt in the next couple of weeks. So what are we going to see from Mr. Sonny today?”
“He and Brandon have an exercise they’re going to do. I think it’s just to stretch their wings a bit. Sometimes they like to race just to burn off some energy.”
“I still can’t believe the relationship you found yourself in with those two. It’s so weird.” Winnie watched her friend through her dark glasses and wondered about what exactly went on with the three of them behind closed doors.
“My relationship is with Sonny. In the beginning, Brandon got an invite to join, but since confirming the pregnancy, Sonny has kept me all to himself.” A fact that she didn’t mind one bit. Anna felt the heat in her cheeks and hid her face in her magazine.
Winnie yanked the magazine from Anna’s hands. “Well, don’t be ashamed about it. It was interesting while it lasted, I’m sure.” She closed the pages to see the cover. “Celebrity gossip, huh?”
Anna shrugged. “I don’t smoke and I can’t drink for a while, so that’s my vice at the moment.” A whoosh broke from the edge of the trees and two large reptiles rose into the sky. They were nowhere near as large as the dragons depicted in legends, but they were still nearly twice the size of the men who inhabited the scaly bodies. Anna recognized Sonny right away. His scales were nearly black, only when the sun hit him just right did it actually reveal that they were green. Brandon’s was lighter, more of a deep golden brown, and both were stunning. Anna and Winnie sat in shock as the two dragons rose into the air. There was a pause as if to count down from three and then the pair took off over the tops of the trees and away from the two women.
“Wow,” Winnie exclaimed. “That was amazing! I know they didn’t do anything, but to see two dragons in real life!”
Anna was too shocked to speak. To think that she had found her mate in such an unlikely way and was now carrying his baby– who might actually be a dragon too! She felt like the luckiest woman in the world.
***
“So what’d you think?” Sonny asked on the way back home.
“I’m still speechless. That was the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen. I’ve never seen a shifter in their animal form–at least that I know of–and I certainly have never seen a dragon.” She laced her fingers with his.
Sonny gave her hand a squeeze. “You were the right choice then. Most people would have run screaming right to the asylum if they saw the pair of us.”
“How is it no one did see you?”
“We keep to the areas with next to zero population like where we were at today. That way, if a farmer or someone does see us, they can just chock it up to the heat or something.”
“The world knows about shifters, though. It’s not like some underground thing. I mean, I found you on a dating app and you don’t get much more public than that.”
“Technically, you found Brandon on the app. It was I who found you working a party, remember?”
Anna squinted in thought. “Oh yeah. I guess pregnancy brain is a real thing then, huh?”
Sonny’s face softened. “Yeah. And it’s pretty great.” He loved knowing that Anna was having his child. At the next red light, he snuck a look at Anna and his chest swelled with so much pride and love. The woman who didn’t want him was now his mate for life.
Anna caught Sonny staring and smiling at her. “What?”
He grinned. “Nothing. Nothing at all.” He gave her hand another squeeze as the light turned green and they headed for home.
The End.
Preview of The Wolf’s Surrogate
“You bastard! I knew it! I knew you were a cheating piece of shit!” the woman screeched.
She had come out of nowhere. One moment, Claire was sitting there with her most recent Tinder date and the next, there was utter carnage. She sighed. It had not been going well to begin with. He was obviously another self-absorbed rich guy who talked only about himself and spoke only to her cleavage. Still, it didn’t have to devolve into a Jerry Springer episode.
Claire’s eyes widened as the woman began flogging her date with her designer handbag and calling him every name she could think of. A quick glimpse around the posh French restaurant revealed that everyone else was watching the drama unfold as well. She wanted to climb under the table and disappear beneath the floorboards or, at least, slink away before the woman noticed her sitting there and turned her wrath toward her.
“And you!” the woman spat out in her direction, her face a mask of rage that blended in with her flame red hair, obviously not a naturally occurring color. It was more Jessica Rabbit than Isla Fisher, but from the looks of her, there wasn’t anything about her that wasn’t fake.
Too late, Claire thought to herself as the woman approached her side of the table.
“Leave her alone. She has nothing to do with this,” Claire’s date said, rubbing a badly scratched place on his cheek where the metal embellishments on her handbag had caught him.
Oddly enough, Claire realized that she couldn’t even remember his name. That is how little interest in him she had developed since they met. She had to wonder if he had hired someone to write his online dating profile. It had been full of intelligent wit and made him seem down to Earth. He wasn’t either of those things and his photo was definitely from a couple of decades ago.
“Nothing to do with this? She’s on a date with a married man, for fuck’s sake,” the woman screeched.
“What?” Claire replied, considering hitting him a few times herself now. “Listen, I met this asshole
on Tinder. I had no fucking clue he was married to you or anyone else, for that matter.”
“Married to me? No. He’s not married to me, honey. You know why? He won’t divorce his piece of shit ex because he has no balls. I’ve been living with this asshole for five years while he promised to file for divorce and what do I get? Nothing but grief!”
Claire was already in the process of collecting her bag for a hasty exit from this circus of theirs, but now found herself stopping, bewildered. It was hard to decide if her disbelief was more about their situation or the fact that a woman would stay with a man so long when he treated her this way. They were both idiots, in her book. So, perhaps they deserved one another.
“You’re fucking kidding me. He’s married, but not to you. He’s married and cheating on the person he’s cheating on his wife with?”
The woman looked at her indignantly, as if she was offended. Claire shook her head in disgust and stood up, putting her purse over her arm and smoothing out her dress.
“If ever two people deserved one another, it would be you two,” she said.
A waiter stood nearby, holding an expensive bottle of gin and two glasses that her date had ordered for the two of them only moments before chaos ensued. Claire grabbed one of the glasses, filled it to the top and drank it as she walked toward the exit, sitting the empty glass on the host’s podium before walking out the front door. She pulled her phone from her purse and called her friend Sharon to tell her about the date as she made a hasty retreat down the sidewalk.
“I’m never getting on Tinder again. Every date I’ve had from that shit site has ended in disaster. One guy stalked me, another tried to scam me out of money and now, I’ve got a dude cheating on his wife . . . and his girlfriend! It’s not worth it. I’d rather be alone or turn into an old woman with a bunch of weird pets like chickens and armadillos.”
