by Jade White
This was the first time he’d ever been with a woman from the outside who was pregnant with a shifter child. There was a theory that the unborn child could release stem cells into the mother’s body to repair damaged tissues, so maybe that was what was going on with Kim. Tony grinned a feral grin and decided to go with it, despite his better judgment. Kim had never shifted in her life, and edging her towards doing so during lovemaking might get her stuck, but Tony missed that kind of encounter, he craved it. His feral nature demanded it.
He knew he had to stay gentle so as not to cause her to lose the child. So he put his animal self under strict control.
Kim broke the kiss by releasing Tony’s tongue from her sharp teeth. She felt her teeth growing with her desire. She felt a strange animal awareness take over her brain as her own human consciousness was shoved, for lack of a better term, to a back seat.
Kim shoved Tony back onto the futon and straddled his narrow hips. He was wearing tight jeans and a black button up shirt, which she promptly tore from his lean, muscular torso, without breaking eye contact. Buttons flew everywhere, one even landed in a half-full glass of water sitting on the coffee table.
Tony’s expression was one of cocky bemusement. He knew exactly what was happening and was going to take full advantage of it. He was in full control of Kim and her feral self at all times, playing her half-shift like a fine violin for his own pleasure.
She felt her body hair growing as she ground her pelvis into Tony’s rock hard manhood that was straining through his jeans. She bent down and bit the juncture of his neck and shoulder as she whimpered with arousal while she stimulated herself through their clothes.
Suddenly, Tony lifted her up and flipped her on to the futon. His eyes went cat-like as he ripped her shirt off her body. He growled as he reached under her back to undo her bra, but gave up, using his lengthening claws to cut the flimsy material from her flesh, scoring it in the process.
Kim jumped as a mixture of pleasure and pain surged through her body as Tony’s claw nicked the soft flesh of her back. She growled and reached for the button of his jeans, wanting to free his manhood.
He would have none of it; he was the one in control. He looked down at the prone, feral Kim, her beautiful face made even more so, to him, as it was shifting into a feline form. The challenge was still in her stare. Her pink tongue darted over her lips suggestively as he grabbed both her small wrists in one of his long hands, and pulled them over her head. With the other hand, he removed the belt from his waist.
Kim rumbled in pleasure as Tony bent down and teased her exquisitely sensitive nipples with his rough tongue. Surges of pleasure washed over her body as he drew each one into his mouth and suckled on it gently. Kim bucked up, mashing her soft, fuzzy chest into his face, wordlessly demanding more.
Tony alternated between breasts, suckling on one while gently tweaking the other. Kim’s arousal grew more and more insistent as she fell deeper into her feral mind. Growls and purrs erupted from her throat with each deep pull on her breasts. Her silk panties that were still covered with her skinny jeans were soaked with desire. Her sex was throbbing, demanding to be filled with Tony’s hot, hard member.
Tony moved his hands down to the waist of Kim’s jeans and ripped the button off. Both Kim and Tony were half shifted now. In the state of both human and animal, strength and senses heightened, but still locked in with somewhat human anatomy. He tugged the pants down around her round hips and threw them to the ground. He took one claw, cut the waistband of her black silk panties, and deftly whipped them off her. He brought them to his sensitive nose and drew a deep breath, savoring the sweet and spicy scent that was uniquely Kim, this time it was laced with the scent of pregnancy hormones, which drove Tony even wilder.
He bent down and nipped Kim on the shoulder, she yowled as the pain and pleasure mixed in her brain. She felt his hot, agile fingers probe her sopping wet womanhood, gently stroking the inner folds and teasingly avoiding her erect pleasure pearl.
She bucked her hips up, trying to guide his fingers to that place on her body that gives such exquisite pleasure, but he wanted to tease her a bit longer. He wanted her true animal lust to come out.
She let out another yowl as Tony took one of her sensitive nipples back in his mouth and gently stroked her dripping folds at the same time. She sunk her claws into his shoulders, drawing rivulets of blood from his tawny fuzz. He brought one of his long, sensitive fingers up to the juncture where her erect clit laid and gently began stroking it while drawing her nipple deep in his mouth, using his raspy tongue to stimulate it further.
Kim felt the surge of orgasm begin to take over as Tony’s expert ministrations of her body continued. Sweat dampened her white fur as her orgasm began to swell in her abdomen. All of a sudden, Tony’s mouth released Kim’s perky breast and began to move down her body towards the juncture of her legs.
Tony relished the feel of her snow white fuzz on his cheek as he kissed her flat abdomen on his way down to her sex. As his tongue dipped into her dripping well, a half human, half-animal cry rose from Kim’s lips.
Kim bucked her hips upwards to meet Tony’s seeking mouth. The sensation of his rough tongue on her most soft and sensitive area was almost too much for her to handle. She gripped the duvet in her strong clawed hands and began to rip at it as Tony lapped up her juices. His tongue darted across her sensitive nub as it made its way back down into her well, then back up to her clit.
She then felt Tony’s hot mouth enclose the sensitive nub and draw it in with a deep pull. His rough tongue dancing over it while he sucked was driving Kim mad with lust. She felt two of his long, sensitive fingers enter her eager passage and push upwards on her g-spot as he suckled on her folds.
Kim’s mind couldn’t handle it anymore. A climax so strong ripped through her body causing her juices to pour forth from her eager womanhood. Her human brain switched off from the intensity, leaving nothing but the feral mountain lion brain in control.
This was exactly what Tony had wanted. He grinned as he felt her grab him by his long dark ponytail and drag him up to her face. He took in her ice blue eyes and feline cast with adoration as he bent down to kiss her.
While they kissed, Tony wriggled out of his jeans and boxer shots, freeing his manhood. The eight inch long member had fleshy like protrusions on either side of it, made more prominent in the half shift Tony was holding.
Kim opened her legs eagerly while clawing at Tony’s tawny back. He positioned his manhood at the entrance of Kim’s eager womanhood and filled her with one thrust.
As Kim felt herself being filled with Tony’s turgid member, she let out a feline like yowl. She clawed at Tony’s back harder as he moved deep inside her with long, gentle thrusts. She wrapped her legs around his slender waist and met him stroke for stroke as she bucked her hips in time with his.
Another climax began to build deep inside Kim’s womb as Tony rocked deep inside her. The exquisite feeling of the most perfect release was at hand for her. The crescendo welled up as Tony began to thrust harder inside. He thrust harder and faster, rubbing up against Kim’s g-spot as he built towards his own climax. Kim let out another growl as her second orgasm washed over her, causing her body to spasm with pleasure as the electrical feeling jolted her synapses.
Tony felt his own release growing closer as he felt Kim’s warm folds envelop him. He couldn’t hold back any longer as he began to pick up the pace. He started thrusting hard and fast as Kim’s hot well gripped him with an inhuman strength. The pressure built at the base of his spine as one more spasm from Kim gripped his rigid manhood and he felt his barbs flaring...he couldn’t hold it anymore and with a loud yowl he released his seed deep inside of Kim’s eager body.
As her desire ebbed with satiation, she felt herself become human again. Her teeth shrunk down to normal, the fur she had grown retreated back into her body and her claws went back to being her perfectly manicured nails. She lay on the futon panting heavily as Tony lay on top of her
, his human nature coming back at the same time hers was.
“Holy shit,” Kim said. “What happened? Like, I’m not complaining or anything, but it felt all different, surreal even. Almost like I wasn’t there, but I was.”
“Yeah it happens to us sometimes,” Tony explained. “See, now that you’re pregnant with a shifter child, you might have developed shifter powers of your own. We won’t know for certain if it’s permanent until you have the baby, but for now, let’s just enjoy it.”
Kim sat up. “Really? That seems...”
Tony put his hand on her warm, smooth thigh. “Don’t worry about it. It could just be the baby influencing you. If anything, it means the child will be a very strong shifter, and maybe even be the next head shaman of the village. Lord knows Rusty is getting tired.”
Kim swallowed hard and nodded. “Yeah.” For some reason she couldn’t help but worry. She still didn’t know who the father of her child was, so the choice was still up in the air. She did know that if she had half transformed with Keith, he might have lost his shit and stopped the sex before it even started. Tony seemed to be more accepting of certain things than Keith, apparently.
CHAPTER 13
Kim woke up the next morning in her comfy bed. She rolled over and found Tony sprawled out next to her, snoring softly. She managed to untangle herself from the duvet and sneak to the bathroom without waking him up. She stepped into the bathroom and saw a few bite marks on her neck and shoulders, and grabbed some antibacterial ointment to help heal them up. Tony could be rough at times.
After she placed the ointment on her wounds, she felt a wave of nausea hit and she collapsed to her knees and retched into the toilet. The noise of her emptying her stomach of the previous night’s meal woke Tony from his slumber.
He got up and walked to the bathroom to check on Kim. “Hey, are you feeling okay?” His chiseled face creased in concern.
“Yeah, just goes with the territory, I guess,” Kim replied as she stood and flushed the toilet. She went to rinse out her mouth with the cup next to the bathroom sink.
Tony smiled warmly as he stood naked in the open door of the bathroom. “Mind if I fix you some toast? It might help settle your stomach.”
Kim smiled wanly and nodded. “Thanks so much. I’ll get some PJ’s on and join you in a few minutes.”
Tony smiled and turned to go back into the bedroom. Kim couldn’t help but check out his tight behind for a second before unceremoniously retching into the toilet again.
Tony put on his boxers and walked into the kitchen to prepare some toast for Kim. A self-satisfied grin crept across his face as he remembered the previous evening. It had been so long since he had enjoyed that kind of sex with anyone.
Sometimes he’d paid visits to the ladies of the village while their mates were out of town, either logging or working up on the oil sands in Alberta, and fooled around a little, but since he found Kim, he had no desire to go traipsing about. He just wanted her. He would do anything to have her choose him.
Unfortunately, though, whoever that child’s father is is who her mate would l be. Tony sighed to himself and hoped it was his.
The toast popped out of the toaster and he stood there debating with himself if he should put anything on it or not as Kim stepped into the kitchen.
“Hey, thanks for the breakfast.” She greeted him after a yawn.
“I didn’t know if you wanted anything on it just in case, well you know...”
“Yeah, I think a little butter might help. Dry toast always makes me want to gag, and that’s the last thing I want right now,” she said with a grin.
“You got it, sunshine. By the way, Rusty wants to have a little chat with you later today. I need to head on over to the station and do some work, so maybe you could stop in and help him with some of the store cleanup?”
“Sounds like a plan,” Kim said. She had most of her garden harvested and preserved and was just waiting on the squash and kohlrabi to be ready, so that was all taken care of. Tony somehow managed to wrangle up a deer from who knows where, but she wasn’t going to ask any questions. She wasn’t ready to deal with that part yet.
“If things are too quiet, I might go with Junior to bring in an elk. We need the extra meat for the winter. With all the drama, no one has had much time to go hunting. Don’t want to be left living on scraps when the snow hits.”
Kim nodded, trying to avoid the grizzly subject. “Yeah, I don’t really want to know how you guys get the meat as long as it lands in my freezer wrapped in nice brown paper.”
Tony laughed. “You know, you might be able to help with the hunt once you’re done baking that kid. You never know.”
Kim shuddered uncomfortably. “Heh, I don’t think so.” But in her mind, she didn’t believe herself.
Tony put his hand on her shoulder. “Not before you’re ready though, don’t worry. I’m gonna go get dressed and head on over to work now. Call me if anything goes down, okay?”
“Not a problem,” Kim replied quietly. She was about to get lost in her thoughts again.
Tony stepped out of the kitchen, leaving Kim to her ruminations. She nibbled on her toast while looking out the window to her back yard. The two garden mounds looked barren after most of the bounty had been squirreled away in mason jars and freezer bags.
She put a hand on her belly. She wondered if she was going to have a boy or a girl, and more importantly is it Tony’s or Keith’s?
She loved both men. She couldn’t deny that. She loved both of them equally, but in different ways. Keith felt safe, dependable and loyal. She didn’t care for the way he withdrew from the world when things got rough, though. He was attractive enough, but his lifestyle made him a bit on the pudgy side, but that was okay with Kim.
Tony, on the other hand, was wild, free and had an element of danger around him that attracted her to him. With him she felt a reckless abandon to let everything out. She didn’t feel like she could scare him with anything she could throw at him. The thing was, he was almost too dangerous. She could tell, under his cool facade, that he was trying to bring something out in her that she wasn’t quite ready to face yet.
She sighed and finished her toast, then got up and went into her bedroom to get dressed. Rusty wanted to speak to her, and who was she to keep him waiting. She fished around her dresser for another bra, since the one she had on last night had been destroyed during the romp that she and Tony had shared. She found a ratty old sports bra in the back of her underwear drawer and figured that would have to do until she could get a new one.
She pulled her jeans on and noticed that the waist was beginning to feel a little snug. She sighed and tried her best to get them done up, but gave up after a few minutes and pulled a black leather belt through the loops and tossed a baggy t-shirt over top to hide the fact her pants were undone.
Guess I have to ask one of the guys to take me to town so I can buy some new clothes, she thought to herself. She sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror, her rumpled, baggy band shirt made her look extremely unkempt. She tried to put her unruly long black hair into a bun, but failed miserably and left it in a punked out mess on the top of her head. Why not go whole scrub, she thought. She would be working amongst the burnt out rubble anyway, so no need to be wearing decent clothing.
Kim stepped out her front door and locked it behind her. She looked over to Keith’s house and saw him outside mowing his front lawn. She smiled and waved to him as she bounced out the driveway on her way to meet Rusty. Keith returned her wave with a shy smile and a limp one of his own. He did feel bad about avoiding her, and had no idea how he could break the ice, social graces were not his strong suit.
Kim strolled towards the central square listening to the birds sing in the trees. She was startled by a throaty croak from a nearby poplar tree and looked up.
Peering down at her was a large, iridescent raven. It tilted its head one way, then another, and let out another croak as it noticed Kim looking its way.
; “Oh hey, you must be the raven from the other day. You don’t look any worse for wear.” She chatted up the bird, knowing full well how crazy it must look to the other people in town. She really didn’t care, though. She knew ravens were smart birds and it probably could understand all that she was saying to it. “I’m glad to see you’re doing alright. I need to get going though.”
The raven croaked in reply and flew off towards a patch of woods in the distance. It circled the area for a good five minutes before perching in one of the pine trees.
Kim smiled as she watched the black bird while she walked down the street. She turned the corner and saw the burnt out shell of the general store. The tattered crime scene tape twisted in the soft late summer breeze and her smile faded. The memories of that day were still fuzzy, but the chemical scent of burnt metal and melted plastic still clung to the structure. The sharp acrid smell caused Kim to gag and run towards a bush so she could bring her toast back up as discreetly as she could.
She grabbed a Kleenex from her purse and while she was wiping off her mouth she felt a hand land on her shoulder. She startled and looked to see who the owner was, and saw Rusty smiling at her with kindly eyes.
“Not feeling well?” he asked with a twinkle in his eye.
“Kinda, but I think I’ll get better in a few months,” Kim replied wryly as she put the tissue in a nearby garbage can. “So I heard you want me to help with some of the cleanup?”
Rusty stared at her with his piercing eyes, his already craggy face creasing with concentration. “Nah, I don’t think so, not in your condition, but I do want to talk to you, come sit,” he said motioning towards a wrought iron bench in the fruit orchard.
Kim nodded and followed Rusty as he guided her to the bench. “I’m not in trouble, am I?” Kim asked.
“Nah, you’re not a child, there is no real trouble, just consequences,” Rusty replied while staring off into the distance. “Consequences...”
