Paranormal Dating Agency: Polar Attraction (Kindle Worlds Novella) (The Arctic Circle of Love Book 1)

by Lexi Thorne

  ‘Um, I have been looking for a time like this to let you know some stuffs about my son! I am only being a cool man to him who knows his responsibilities and would try and do them well whenever occasion calls for that. But as you'd know, as we all have our soft spots, something we are better at so do we at least one bad side. His own bad side happens to be not knowing when and when not to play heroism. But life was never and will never be like that all the time –that one which tolerates acting heroism all the time. At times being a warrior takes knowing when to abandon a battle to win the war. So, if you think I am one bad man, you'd not uh!' he said. ‘Alright dear, understood, but he feels he needs to make you proud. He wants to make you proud in the tournament and make me proud as well' she said teasingly. ‘Seriously, I'd try my best, no one's got the skills I have developed over time –he taught me well.'

  ‘Are you good terms with your own parents?’ he asked. ‘I lost my mother’ ‘O sorry, I empathize with you… I didn’t mean to….’ She comes in ‘No-no-no, it is okay, I am way past that’ she said whimsically. ‘A lot are happening so fast twixt you know?’ He said. ‘I know, but it is okay, all is gonna be fine as long as we trust each other for real’ she replied. There was a prolonged pause…. ‘Could you please stay?’ he said with his voice breaking as he knew how difficult the question seemed. ‘Whoa! What? I…I… Please give me time. You’d know, I had a life already there, I had a job’ she explained. He said ‘Yes, you have points. How stupid and selfish of me to ask such a question!’ ‘No, you don’t blame yourself for that… warrior! Nonetheless, I’ll still look into it’ she promised. They kissed!

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  INTO THE DEN

  Knife to his left and dagger he had just sheath on his right. He surged to the back of the door and removed the kits he had purchased long before that moment, which would best and suitable for hunting and haunting around in the den. He believed as he is swift, being cautious with his skills and articulation might just do the magic. But the fears that there are much expectations from him in the tournament kept to make his heart heat up and beat abnormally. She came in to cheer him up. She gave him a hug and handed him the special sophisticated bow his father had bought for himself. She had come for herself and had come to convey the best wishes of his father. He had been training non-stop for the moment, and Barbara was all there for him trying to put her through the geographical areas marked for the competition on the map. She had been taken down to where the agency had asked of her, and it had seemed that ‘the company might soon come around to have an extension there as another branch past the shores of the United States of America' said the General Manager. He was proud to hold the expensive bow; he dropped the one which was already around him and went away with the one sent to him by his father as a sign of good wishes for him to return a victor –to make him proud. He went out with for real with it and had it tested. There were 10 men valor who are known well around the areas, marked amongst many to be good at hunting. Majority of them were born into the art whilst the rest just felt like to get to be good at it, and the mother universe smiled on them, and they were as good or even better those who were born into the art of hunting in the den, in the Arctic circle. It occurred that Emilio was the youngest among them all. That at first was intimidating, but he believed in his bow, arrow, dagger, and knife. They were not allowed to go with guns as the organizers wanted natural and crude.

  The game began 9.00AM, and they are expected to alert the appropriate quarter at their first kill. It had to do with just first kill and nothing more. It is really survival of the fittest who'd made the best first kill. He went straight through to the old path where he had seen the track of wild polar bear, most probably tall and very huge. That path was also path of the spots marked for hunting on the map. He was hopeful he would be able to get close enough to it that time. One had already made his own first kill –killed a wild cat. It was guessed that the universe smiled on him, probably. The bear was spot feeding on fish in one river not that far away from when he retired the other time. ‘Yes, man, go make them proud' he said. On seeing him, he bounced with all its heaviness forwards to attack him and ran for it was way too big to withstand just that simply. It ran into the bush, as it fast as it could shattering snow up into the sky trying to escape would fight back if it had to. He chased right after it not to lose its sight; it was white and direly fluffy as all those were evident as it was running about in the den. He had prayed all he wanted to use to surprise his father would be to kill this big and tallest polar bear at the moment with one arrow on it in the right and the most delicate part of its body. He ran as fast as he could right after it when it noticed that he was closing up where there were rocks filled with snows slippery snows, it turned right there to face the chaser and crush it once and for all to be able to have peace. It was so angered that it gave a bulky shriek –roaring that shook the ears of all miles away. Even Emilio's father had never learnt or seen or killed any bear as strong in roaring as the one he just learnt. The attention of everyone there and close to that spot were directed to the path which the roaring had come from. They faced each other like almost like they wanted to be alt loggerhead. It stood like a man to man him –but really it was a man against some beastie wild bear which had been pushed to the tightest part of the wall and wanted to fight back. They began to walk calculatedly in that selfsame spot in cycle, its piercing teeth were all shown out and there drops of spittle-like or watery-like stuffs coming down its mouth with Barbados quizzical gaze… it pulled –jumped forward to pounce on him but he was able to dodge that and as he dodged that, the knife and dagger had slid away and they were then behind the beast of the den in the den then. All he had next and last where the bow and three arrows. It chased him he tried and avoided it's tearing claws which he forcefully thrust at him when it believed it was close enough to get him. The den was shook as all these were happening and the activities could be seen as he tried and forced the bear out to a clear valley for his father to appreciate life as it was happening. He summoned the courage and stopped right where he would be able to draw the arrow and would be able to take one good shot. The polar bear was then trying to chase what had come all the way down here to chase it a stood just facing it, and the land was slippery. He was already exhausted, and that was obvious in the way he breaths he had had his back on spiny stem right in the den. The bear believing it had had him to the tightest part of the wall as there was no place for him to pass through behind, ran with all the energies it has got left… and he had already removed the bow around, across his neck and filled the arrow rest, the nocking point, the serving and the cable guard with the still arrow at his back, he drew backwards the bowstring with all the energy that was left in him to the last stretch it could reach and aimed well as it was approaching with such insane speed. The polar bear jumped with all it'd gotten he bent immediately on seeing its soft spot to send in the one shot: all its claws and the big teeth clamoring for blood and descended just on top of Emilio right there. There was no movement at all for minutes, but everything on that plane land was transmitted, and helps were sent down to check things up. There was no movement from Emilio and the Polar bear wouldn't move as big, huge, fluffy fur, tall and devouring as it was.

  The father who was there watching the transmission ran down to the spot alongside Barbara who were uncertain of whether he was fine or not. The polar bear was pulled up by a powerful equipment of some thingumabob. Emilio was fine for he smiled as seeing his father come around there was the last thing he would ever imagine. Barbara helped him up, and he limped away for special care in the case of any fracture of deep cut, ‘…safe for the spiny branches which he rested on in the den, he was all good' said the doctor who had ran the tests. His father came around to come hi him and with few words. ‘I always knew, I could only be good in any sense, but you would always be better. All I was trying to do was purely out of love and care and the need to see you grow past others anywhere you have found yourself… You know wha
t I am saying, right son?' ‘Yes of cause dad. I am glad having you around.' Emilio said. ‘No worries, your mom would be proud again today' said the father. He gave him rub in the head and a pat on his shoulder and departed. Barbara was already waiting for his dad leave. Having seen him left, she ran joyously to him… ‘Damn, that was dramatic… You really are the warrior they have said you are. Could you guess how much that would worth in Dollars! That was incredibly epic of you' she gave her a kiss on the cheek and helped his back on the bed to rest.

  He received a trophy as the one with the best first kill. His name was mentioned in all the dailies therein Norway, and the internet had of him a lot. He was being interviewed by different TV stations and Radio ones. He became famous all of a sudden through that. The father and all other shifters were quite proud of him for real, and they would not hide the expressions on their faces and in their words. Barbara had promised to come back, and she was already on her way back to the Arctic Circle with the renowned warrior –Arctic polar bear shifter. The agency had constructed an extension there, branch to be led by Barbara.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  THE TIMELY ROMANCE

  It was another frosty morning. He was lonely and was pinning down thinking loudly about Barbara: ‘I am confused. I have missed her. I have missed seeing her naked as it used to be. I have missed her round smart butt. I have missed her happy little moderate tits. I have missed shagging her real good you know! I have missed digging my fingers slowly, deep way down and down through the walls of her vagina. O me…! Aww…! O me…! I have missed touching and caressing gently her clit as if I am planning to spend ten thousand years with my ice cream with the tip of my tongue. Common babe! My angel. What should I do? What should I do…? Okay…! Should I… Sarah… But Sarah… that bitch ass ugly doesn’t worth it, none worth it but just her and will not cheat on her.’

  Before, he would try to soothe his tool himself. He would go naked in the room behind a locked door… Would make himself dance to some imaginative music till he was weak enough and would fall scattered in bed. Then he would regard the fun just beginning to hold. ‘I could make my back in bed with my two eyes straight up looking at the cherubs with arrows with love symbols on their tips facing one another naked. I would use anything with soft hollow to be just okay, maybe one of those dolls… I would start from the tip of my tongue, make the fingers on my right hand as light as I could make them feel. I would use my forefinger to pull down my lips which would force out of me some sensual breathe enjoyably. I would deep my forefinger into my tongue, put it in, put it out… in, out… in, out… in, out…gently…in, out…in, out….gently and would be banging my own mouth with my finger… Before I would know it, the second finger might have already come in… real enjoyably… the third finger coupled would two immediately, and I would groan wickedly enjoying every bit of it. Then I would come down with my forefinger…illusionary with her, slowly… gently. Slowly and begin to creep my finger or my cock into her… appreciating it as if it would be one of my lasts with her. Then I would come down with fingers as sluggish enough as I could, down and down and down to the navel of my soul and I would wait there appreciating it, skimming it with my forefinger. Then downer I would go… and as I'd do my back in the bed would begin to rise as if some electric charge were made to walk past my back slowly forcing me into ecstasy. And the downer I go with my light finger the louder she would feel to scream, groan out loud enjoying every bit of it but I would not want to be too loud not to draw attention of neighbors. Then I would use my forefinger to explore the roundness of my kitty, gently… gently… as if it were another slug walking round it leaving by some slimy marks all over…gently… slowly… till I get to my clit… I would shriek out loud as my laps begin to quiver in response to every bit my touch on my clit. And would quiver the more with my thing contracting and expanding involuntarily… closing and expanding… before I would know it, I was already wet… and would want in again to be fully to wet… deep my three fingers at the same time at times whenever I want to kill myself satisfying myself. Poof…would my fingers would go in… banging her real fast… each and every corner above her urethra. I'd love it… love it… love it as my fingers dive in and as I make them tweak about inside me. I would lose being calm at times and groan in excitement alongside her… After scaling filling my depth to my satisfaction at the same time, would I begin shagging on rapidly with my dick… and as I did that I would rise on my butt in our wet bed and flat back in the bed and continue to do that repeatedly and speedily as I could. Then to make her calm, I would quickly use my ring finger to calm myself down fast… fast… fast and slowly and fast… fast… fast again and again with the tip font of the same finger. But all this satisfaction I have giving myself. I need someone I love, care about deeply like my Barbara. I can't wait for her to be back' he expressed.

  The following morning, he had planned to surprise her real good, just to kill the asocial part of her. It was her birthday, and people had hidden right in the room and other places to give her the best ever birthday party of her life. She was just coming around from work, and she opened the door right from the front with all the expectation that she would put on the light and everything would look just normal. On doing that, people –the General Manager, Wilder, shifters, Emilio's father, even Ben, Shirley, the worker at the Paranormal Dating Agency who got exposed to biochemical product and others were all there to grace the occasion. She was damn taken aback as she had even forgotten that day was her birthday. She went straight and gave the chief who was standing right next to Emilio one hell of a kiss that could make one grow jealousy immediately. She was able to say a better get-well-properly greeting to the sick colleague standing once again in a long while. She wowed and said to herself, ‘How I wished mom and dad were here just this moment…' she said as a drop of tear ran down her left eye. She sniffed courageously feeling thankful as she had had someone who truly love for who she was and who she really loved and cared for who he was.

  They all shouted alphabetically as they wanted her to cut her cake after she’d blown the lit candle:

  ‘B… A… R… B… A… R… A' she drew the cake downwards, and they shouted hurrah! Ben wished her happiness for real. She wondered how she got around there. He explained saying that chief worked the Math and if not for that there was no way he could have found out she had moved out of the States.

  The atmosphere was as cold as hell, and it was another night… she was in the bathtub cleaning up herself in readiness for night rest. The chief had called he would come but was showing up at the said time so she was with the thought he wouldn't be able to make it that night no more. Suddenly he came into the bathtub, and she was damn scared to death. ‘Common, how did you get in?' inquired hurriedly, Barbara. ‘The door was opened, and I came in…' he responded boldly as he was examining her irresistible constructs. At that spot, he removed his clothes and all there was on him and joined her. He deepen his left leg first… ‘Shhh… that is warm. Cool!' They smiled at each other then she began to make drops of water on her chest, and it ran down his hairy chest down back into the bathtub. They looked at each other and smiled even the more… She crossed her legs with his and began to gently use the tip of her toes to toy with his tool, and he was all there as he was already there even that early. He opened his eyes wider, knelt in the big bathtub and began to tease her from lip down to the back of her neck, to her boobs, he spent much time rounding it and coming back to the center and would press it in like button, and she loved it. She was already moaning lightly in response to that. He gently came down with tip of his forefinger down past her flat stomach to her navel then down to past the warm water in the bathtub deep down right into her. She was with the thought he would take time around the walls like Ben would but it was different, Emilio was smarter, he went in straight, and she moaned out loud, and she looked at him like his some bad ass. He smiled, and they left to have their bathe together in the bathroom. In there, he was all in her, and she was strong indee
d at it as a warrior ought to be. She felt like to scream but couldn't. She felt completed as it was always someone real like him she had always dreamt to have around her, in her. He carried her right into the bedroom like so with tool yet in her that way, on getting there, he separated her exotic laps apart and tired them separately to her bed. He asked her if she was liking it or not to stop; she said she was loving it all more than he'd ever imagine. Then, she was all open... Then he looked at her hands, looked as if he need to affirm how clean enough they were. She couldn't guess accurately what he was trying to devise next. He loosened her, and she was able to move freely, she climbed down from the bed, and he was in the in the bed trying to look at her and what she wanted to do. He looked expectant.

  She began to swagger with her hips pouncing alongside with each step, slowly about, toward him without a word. She plaited her face with every bit of the art of romanticism with facial expressions that were killing. He came down and joined her, he carried her once again back in the bed and slept on her haven had her private part was open wide even for anything to come in... She said in her mind that was way too crazy but that she liked it. In fact, she could feel the air coming in one after the other cooling her whole... her clit was direly heated up with the cold abounding... She could feel the air landing on each part of herself as they do so she felt to scream out loud enjoying every bit of the moment, but I was not allowed to... It was like he liked it and even loved it, to hear her shout, moan... and give all those sensual sounds. It seemed as if they pleased him and he was in the same vein trying hard to get what she too liked and what she didn't. They had one notion in common that night, and that was to enjoy each other insanely all night long. She was already breathing heavily as she was getting close to cloud nine... As he had already climbed the bed. She rested her back in it, next to him. Before she would blink twice, she was already on his left lap moving up and down with her pussy – was opened wide and he could not help it but to like that. Then she began to moan quietly and rapidly as she was increasing the speed. Her moaning increased the more as she plundered his forefinger into her that cold. He was all inside her rounding about – he was all over her enjoying so. He began to withdraw slowly to climb the top of her laps simultaneously… Suddenly, she looked him in the face, and he looked at hers back… She smiled and he smiled back at her. Then he turned her over … he plumped her up and let her come down in the bed… He was amazed and wanted to talk but would not. She spread her laps immediately without wasting…time and he said ‘OMG…' She deepened the whole of his right into her mouth right into her, and he was at the same time as fast as he could with his hands all over her nipples.