LA Shifters: Shifter Romance

by Sky Winters

  “Fair enough. You’re beautiful. They’ll flock to you anyway. It’s up to you whether you give them the time of day or send them away.”

  Getting dressed for the party later, Goldie considered her options. Why not play this game the same way men did? Fuck relationships. She could stage her own sexual revolution. No games, no expectations, no disappointments. There had already been too many men that she had found herself settling for. From now on, she’d just do what she wanted and walk away like so many of them did with her. That was the key to future happiness, as far as she was concerned. It was time to just have fun and the rest of it be damned.

  “Wow. That dress is stunning,” Ian told her as she stepped out of her room and into the kitchen where he and Randy were preparing food and drink for the masses they were expecting.

  “You like it?” she asked, doing a mock twirl. The summer dress did suit her quite nicely. It clung in all the right places and flowed in a way that flattered the less flattering. A simple pair of wedges and a loose ponytail that hung in long curls down her back finished off what she felt was a casual but sexy look.

  “Absolutely! And that color brings out the fantastic hazel specks in your eyes. Perfection!” Randy added.

  “What can I help you with?”

  “Oh, no, darling. You just go right over there and man the door. Guests will be arriving in a bit and we’re behind on the party dishes. We know you are just as charming as you are beautiful, so you just got nominated as the party greeter.”

  “But it isn’t my party,” Goldie laughed.

  “It is now. You are our guest, so it is your party too. Welcome to our world,” Ian joked.

  “Help yourself to the wet bar. There is plenty of everything to be had over there,” Randy told her.

  Goldie wandered to the living room and poured herself a glass of Merlot, flipping through a fashion magazine while she waited. Ian and Randy chatted brightly in the kitchen, sometimes feeding one another bites of the food they were making. It must be nice to find such a love, she marveled with a sigh. Too bad it just wasn’t in the cards for her. A few moments later, the doorbell rang and she went to answer it. After that, it began to get really crowded with people from all over the lakefront village where her friends lived.

  Chapter Three

  “What do you say we skip out on this party for a while and go down to my lake house? I’m only a little way down,” an attractive guy named Joshua asked her as he leaned into her on the sofa.

  She had been talking to him earlier and found him quite intriguing. It seemed the feeling was mutual and she couldn’t be happier about that. He was certainly the best looking thing at the party.

  “Sounds like fun. Let me just let Ian and Randy know I’m going,” she told him.

  “I suppose I should say my goodbyes, as well,” he agreed, standing to help her up from the sofa.

  Ian and Randy gave her a knowing look as she told them she was going to walk down to Joshua’s place with him. Ordinarily, she wouldn’t broadcast her naughty behavior, but she couldn’t let her libido get ahead of her good sense. Joshua was definitely a bad boy, tall and powerful looking with numerous tattoos. She had noticed the bear paw on the back on one hand almost instantly and he had told her it was a local brotherhood he belonged to, but didn’t seem to want to elaborate further.

  Since Ian and Randy didn’t caution her in any way about him, she felt pretty good about going home with him. In fact, she felt even better about it once he got her alone. Not wasting any time on further formalities, he pushed her against a wall and began kissing her heatedly. Things quickly progressed as he peeled away her dress and kissed her breasts. Giving in to him, she leaned in, moaning against him.

  Goldie caught her breath as he bit into her neck, sending shards of electricity through her veins. There was something about him that clouded her thoughts, she couldn’t think about anything but what he was doing to her. She could hear his heartbeat and her own, pounding loudly against one another as he bit into her flesh, holding her hands up against the wall behind her. His breath was heavy, sounding almost as if he were panting like some sort of wild animal. It only turned her on that much more.

  “God, that feels good,” she moaned as his fingers dug into her ass cheeks hard enough to leave bruises behind. She felt her body being lifted, her back slipping roughly along the wall as he raised her upward, focusing on her full breasts. She let out a loud cry of ecstasy as his teeth sank into one nipple, pulling it outward and sucking at it fiercely. He was rough in all the best ways and she was loving every moment of it.

  “You taste delicious. Good enough to eat,” he growled, suddenly wrapping her legs around his waist and walking with her toward his bedroom as if she weighed nothing.

  Goldie found herself being tossed across the bed as he grabbed her feet and pulled her toward the edge, spreading her legs wide and kneeling by the edge of the bed. Shockwaves ran through her as he bit into her left thigh and then trailed upward toward her pussy. His bites weren’t quite as soft as nibbles, but not so much that they were unbearable. If anything, they were only making her want more of the delicious pains he was imparting across her skin.

  “Yum,” he breathed as his lips found her center. His tongue slowly lapped back and forth across her clit for a moment before sucking it into his mouth, tugging at it with his teeth until she thought she might scream. Pushing his mouth further into her, he began sucking and licking at her wet folds as she moaned incoherently beneath him. She was already on the edge of climax when he slipped his fingers inside of her, using them to fuck her deeply as she writhed beneath him.

  “Yes, yes, please,” she moaned, reaching downward to tangle her fingers in his hair and pull him further into her. It was crazy how much she wanted him, her desire seeming to be in hypermode as he ate her out like no one ever had. It was if he instinctively knew exactly what to do and how to do it. Before long, he had her in spasms beneath him, her hips bucking forward as she sprayed her ecstasy into his hot mouth.

  “That a girl. Give me all you’ve got,” he breathed against her soaked cunt. He paused to breathe and then returned to lapping at her dripping pussy until she thought she might pass out. His fingers took over again as he moved downward to once again bite his way up and down her thighs. Goldie thought she had cum as much as she possibly could and was surprised to find it was only the tip of the iceberg, her body jerking with the force of another violent climax that left her feeling light headed.

  “Jesus,” was all she managed to say.

  “No, just me. I love the way you taste and watching you cum is beautiful,” he told her, his cum-slicked lips dragging upward through her tender folds and across her stomach as he moved on top of her.

  She groaned loudly as he began biting his way upward, hesitating once more at her breasts. Pulling each nipple into his mouth one by one, he sucked at them as if attempting to nurse. To her surprise, she felt a tiny bit of moisture forming as he forced a tiny bit of fluid to be expelled. Pulling away, he used his finger to wipe it away from one nipple and rubbed it across her lips before leaning in to kiss her, the taste of her pussy on his lips.

  “I’m going to fuck you like no one has ever fucked you in your life,” he told her, looking into her eyes.

  Goldie didn’t have a chance to respond, though she had no idea what she would have said to that anyway. She felt the words more than hearing them. Though he had more than satisfied any longings with the extended oral session, she found that she only wanted more. She wanted him inside her desperately. There was something about him that she couldn’t put her finger on, but it was if she was drawn to him in some way she couldn’t resist.

  A loud cry escaped her lips as he entered her, his enormous cock filling her, pushing her already tender pussy outward as he filled her with his incredible girth. He seemed to be insatiable as he fucked her with deep, hard strokes, sending her into a fit of involuntarily cries originating from a mix of pain and pleasure. Each stroke brought her
closer to yet another orgasm that she couldn’t believe she still had in her until she was just a huge puddle of wetness beneath him.

  “You feel fucking fantastic,” he breathed, suddenly pulling free of her long enough to flip her over and put her on all fours. She tangled her fingers into the sheets beneath them in an effort to brace herself against his heavy strokes as he entered her from behind, pounding into her fiercely.

  “Yes, fuck me. God. Fuck me harder,” she found herself begging him.

  He was only too happy to accommodate her, his body slamming against her rounded backside, pushing her forward with his powerful thrusts while his hands grasped her waist to pull her right back onto him again. She wasn’t sure how much more she could take and yet, didn’t want it to stop. It was pretty certain to her that she would be content for him to fuck her until she couldn’t move anymore. No one had ever been so rough with her and she loved every moment of it.

  “You like that?” he breathed against her back, leaning forward as he slowed his strokes for a moment, pushing deep inside of her until she felt him all the way into what must certainly be her very center.

  “Yes, don’t stop. I love the way you are fucking me,” she panted, no longer in control of herself.

  “I don’t think I’d ever be able to get enough of you,” he groaned. Goldie could feel his rock hard cock pulsating inside of her, breathing a strange sort of life into her from the inside. She felt like she had been tenderized and thus, more sensitive to every stroke as he fucked her with wild abandon. He seemed to last forever, longer than she could have ever dreamed of.

  Their bodies rocked back and forth as he continued fucking her, encouraging the way she cried out and begged him for more. Just when it seemed he might last forever, she felt his body begin to convulse, an odd sort of growl coming up from his core as he flooded her sore inner walls with hot, sticky cum. He collapsed against her for a moment before pulling free and falling over to one side of her.

  “I can’t tell you how incredible that felt,” he said as he lay on the pillow beside her.

  “You don’t have to. That was amazing,” she agreed, snuggling into the pillow beside him.

  There was something odd about him. His eyes had looked very blue when they were at the party, but now, they appeared almost black, very dark and fierce looking. Thinking perhaps it was just the light, she dismissed it and settled into her pillow, a content smile on her face.

  Moments later, he was asleep, sated and content. Goldie lay in the near darkness, looking at his outline on the bed beside her. So much for after sex cuddling or conversation. While the sex had been off the charts, it was always a letdown when the person you were with just rolled over and went to sleep. She guessed it had been too much to hope for that he might be the total package, but she supposed she could forgive him for his post-coital shortcomings considering how good he was at the act itself.

  It took a while for her to come down from the high of such intense sex and fall asleep. Her mind raced with thoughts about where this might lead and she cautioned herself not to let it go there. It wasn’t in her nature to have one night stands, but she had decided that was what was best for her and she needed to stick with that attitude. Getting too attached to a man she would be leaving behind in less than a week was a bad idea. Even if he was interested in something beyond what they had just shared, long-distance relationships were too hard, especially for someone like her who didn’t seem to be able to even maintain one in the same town.

  Goldie finally fell asleep after chiding herself for trying to make too much out of this and also for not being more careful. She wasn’t on the pill, as she hadn’t needed to be with Greg and had been on a streak of abstinence for a bit before he came along. It had been nice to give her body a break from the chemicals. Not only was there pregnancy to consider, but also other things that could be equally as devastating. She definitely needed to not repeat tonight and get back on birth control before she decided to have another one-night stand.

  “Goodnight,” she said to the sleeping man beside her, knowing that he couldn’t hear her but somehow feeling like she should say something as she drifted off into a mostly peaceful sleep. She awoke later in the night, feeling out of breath, fresh from a dream in which she was running through the forest, but she hadn’t been human and neither had the others that had been running with her. There was no fear, just pure exhilaration.

  “Bad dream?” Joshua said sleepily from beside her.

  “No, just odd. Go back to sleep. I didn’t mean to wake you,” she told him.

  “Who can sleep?” he replied, smiling at her as shadows fell across them on the bed. He reached for her pulling her to him and sinking his teeth into her neck provocatively. She whimpered as she felt his hard cock pressing into her and then he was inside of her again, fucking her until she shuddered with orgasm after orgasm. He pulled her back against him, pushing deeper inside her as she cried out. Then he came inside of her once again before kissing her softly on the shoulder and falling back asleep, on his own side of the bed.

  This time, Goldie didn’t over think it all. Instead, she rolled over and fell back asleep, content and grateful for at least once incredible night with the fantastic creature that lay beside her. He might not be Mr. Right, but he certainly was someone she would remember fondly for years to come. A smile crossed her face as she drifted back off into dreamland for the few remaining hours until daylight. When she awoke, she got dressed quietly and made her way back to the lake house, slipping in and climbing into her bed there for a while longer.

  Chapter Four

  Still coming down from the incredible night of sex with hunky Joshua, Goldie reminded herself to keep it casual. He could be her boy toy while she was here at the lake and then she could put him behind her when she went home. It was just sex and she refused to even try to make it any more than that, though he seemed like a nice enough guy.

  “So, you had a good night then?” Ian said with a smile as she walked into the kitchen the following morning.

  “I did,” she said, blushing a little.

  “Of course we want all the details, but we won’t ask,” Randy added, with a laugh. “Sit down and have some breakfast with us.”

  “No thanks. I didn’t get much sleep. I’m going to go lie back down for a while I think,” she admitted, her face still flushed.

  “I’ll bet,” Ian said as they both laughed and returned to their conversation. “Listen, we won’t lecture you. You’re a grown woman, after all, but be careful with Joshua. He belongs to a sort of gang. There are a lot of rumors about them.”

  “What kind of rumors?” she asked.

  “Now, Ian. Just let the girl have her fun. You know those are just wild stories,” Randy said, turning back to Goldie. “Don’t even worry about it. It’s fine.”

  “Are you sure?” she said, not so sure.

  “Positive. We have to get going anyway. No time for fairy tales,” Randy said.

  When Goldie awoke several hours later they were gone, leaving her a note that they were in the village doing a bit of shopping if she wanted to come in and join them. Goldie grabbed a quick shower and tossed on some jeans and a t-shirt, slipping into her sandals. Settling for another loose ponytail, a hint of mascara and lip gloss, she headed out the door and walked toward the main hub that began at the end of the street leading into the lakeside cabin area. She met them coming back just as she reached the corner.

  “Oh, honey. You should have given us a ring and we’d have waited for you. Oh, never mind. We’ll just go back with you then for a bit,” Ian told her.

  “No, no. Go on back. You both have your hands full of bags. I can roam around by myself. It’s not like it’s a very big place.”

  “Not at all. It is a rather quaint little area, isn’t it? That’s why we love it so much!” he replied.

  “I’ll check it out a bit and be back a little while later.”

  “Sounds good. Don’t be too late. We’re making fajitas an
d margaritas for dinner!” Ian told her.

  “That does sound delicious!” Goldie replied, realizing that she hadn’t eaten anything since last night. Perhaps she’d grab a bite to eat at one of the local places while she was out and about.

  Instead, she found herself attracted to a place that advertised itself as a general store, but it wasn’t like the cheap dollar stores that usually referenced themselves with that name. This was more like an old style mercantile you’d find in a small town. Stepping inside was like going back in time. There was everything from fishing tackle to groceries to be had here.

  “Wow, this is fantastic,” she said aloud, running her hand over a wooden rocker that sat among a section of furniture on one side of the large barnlike building.

  “Thank you. I made it by hand. Solid oak,” a voice nearby replied, catching her off guard.

  “Impressive,” she replied.

  It was as much a statement about the appearance of the rocking chair as it was about the man claiming to have made it. He was the epitome of tall, dark and handsome. His rugged good looks were punctuated by a shock of wavy black hair and neatly trimmed beard. His blue eyes flashed with mischief as he reached up to lean on a nearby counter. It was then that she noted the paw tattoo on his hand, the same one that last night’s lover had on his. Obviously, they were a part of the same group.

  “Thank you, um, Miss . . .?”

  “Miss Dawson, but you can call me Goldie.”

  “Good to meet you, Goldie. I’m John Sebastian. You must be new in town. I haven’t seen you in before.”

  “I’m just visiting friends over on the lake. Ian and Randy Keller,” she offered.

  “Ah, yeah. I live just across the water from them. Good guys.”

  “Yes, they’re the best. You weren’t at their party last night though. I thought the whole neighborhood was invited.”

  “Ah, yeah. I was working on a piece and got pretty tied up with it. I can get into my work at times,” he told her. There was something that said he was not quite telling the truth, but she hardly knew him so had no reason to question it.