SCOTTISH ROMANCE: My Sinful Surrender to a Highlander Werewolf (Scottish Werewolf Pregnancy Romance) (Historical Medieval Shape Shifter Paranormal Science Fiction Short Stories)

by Fiona Knightingale

  “I do have a lot of girls looking at me, but I’m looking for something particular. I’m looking for that extra special quality that makes that woman stand above the rest. You have all of those qualities and I think it’s finally time that I give you your reward. You are after all the winner and I have deemed it so, so it will be.” He sounded strange, but I’ve had drunks that were little bit more to take than this guy. “After your shift, I think that your world is about to change in ways that you could never even fathom. It’s too bad that I can’t prepare you for what’s coming. That’s strictly forbidden.” If I wasn’t careful, I was going to make him shoot off in his pants.

  The music came to an end and I stood up and put my clothes back on. It’s at this point that usually the guys get a little handsy, but he remained the perfect gentleman. In the back of my mind, I was hoping that he would at least cop a feel, but he didn’t even do that. I heard the door closing and I looked over my shoulder see that he had vacated the premises. I kind of missed him and the way that he was heaping praise on my body was something that I could never get used to.

  Growing up, I was the ugly duckling. I was a tomboy that would do anything the guys did, but mostly it was for show. I wanted them to know that I was more than met the eye. I wanted to be the first female president, but then I found myself gravitating towards the care and well being of animals. I couldn’t help, but to fall in love with the profession of being a veterinarian. This was just my side job and had I been able to find something that paid me this kind of money, I would give up this exhibitionism. I was trying to convince myself of that, but every night I got an inward thrill out of standing there in front of everybody and putting on a show that made them almost cream in their jeans.

  I went outside to have a quick smoke and then I heard this loud pitched squeal that caused me to grab for my ears. The pain was, so debilitating that I actually found myself on my knees with tears in my eyes. My brain was overloaded and it felt like I was being pulled apart at the seams. I couldn’t think straight and when I opened my eyes, everything seemed to be twirling around me over and over again. It was a dizzying and nauseating experience. I felt like I was either going to pass out or throw up.

  I saw this bright light in the sky and then it surrounded me. I should’ve been afraid, but the warmth of that light made me think that I was perfectly safe. I didn’t fight it and then I felt my body being pulled from the ground and into the sky. It was an odd sensation, which I probably should have done something, but I didn’t. In fact, I smiled, almost like I wanted to go into the light. It felt right somehow and then I was staring at the face of the man that had given me a $100 tip after the private dance.

  I didn’t even realize it was there, until I picked up my clothes and found it sticking out of the waistband of my panties. I’m not sure how he did it, because I was right in front of him the entire time. He must’ve been some kind of magician. “My name is Rolf and you have been chosen as the winner. This is a very high honor and something that you should take seriously, Chloe.” It hadn’t dawned on me in the club, but there was no reasonable way for him to know my name. My stage name was naughty librarian, naughty schoolgirl or the nasty teacher. There were no names given and for him to know it, only meant that he had done his due diligence.

  I was still feeling slightly lightheaded and then I looked out the view finder in front of the ship. I didn’t even realize that I was on a ship in space, until the earth began to disappear from my sight, until I was just a speck in the stars.

  “I would like to go home now.” He walked right up to me and put his hand around my throat, lifting me into the air and then using his eyes to scan my body from the top of my head all the way down to my toes. I was choking on my words and I had my two hands over his wrist to try to alleviate the pressure on my voice box.

  “Chloe, one thing that I will not tolerate is a belligerent attitude. You’re to remain cordial and kind and do not make a fuss, unless you intend to be punished for it.” He had dark hair; over 6 feet tall and then he changed and became this blond Adonis. “I can give you whatever you want. Let me forge in your mind for the perfect man and I will become that for you.” I was still staring him in the eyes, my air supply being shut off and then my mind conjured up this perfect man, which suddenly he became in the blink of an eye. He morphed and transformed. It was the weirdest thing that I had ever seen. It was also the most fascinating thing and kept me glued to him the entire time that he was digging into my subconscious.

  He slowly put me back on my feet. I bent over at the waist to hold my knees to try to compose myself. “You said something about…being the winner. What exactly…did you mean by that?” I was surprised that I wasn’t putting up more of a fight. I would’ve thought that the idea of being abducted would’ve made me terrified beyond words.

  My perfect man turned out to have dark hair down to the shoulders, chiseled cheekbones and baby blue eyes that would make most women melt. “I get this feeling that I’m not going to like it.”

  “Chloe, that’s where you’re wrong, you will like it and even if you don’t, you’ll learn to. You are the winner of a lottery across the cosmos. There have been at least 100,000 others that have been considered. You were the only one that exceeded my expectations. It’s taken me three years of constant searching to finally find a woman that can match up to all of the criteria. We’ll get into that later, but for now, I think that you should immerse yourself into our culture. I would hate to see that you were naïve or unable to speak on the behalf of your master.” I wasn’t going to allow any man, alien or otherwise to tell me what to do.

  “I don’t know what makes me the ideal candidate, but I can tell you that I’m not the one for you. It would be best that you just take me back and pick somebody else. I know of a certain girl named Jessica that would be most happy to accompany you back to your planet.” It felt good to put her underneath the bus wheels and run her over with it.

  “I know all about Jessica and she’s just a little bit too fake and thin for what I’m looking for. Besides, if her artificial parts were to come in contact with our planet atmosphere, she would most likely die. You have this wholesome quality, something that I can see myself being with. I also feel that there is a fire deep inside that has not been found. Don’t worry; I’ll be able to find it. It’s not the first time that I’ve had a woman like you, Chloe.”

  The one thing that didn’t change about him was the size of his immense offering. That thing should’ve had its own zip code or maybe its own seat on a bus. If I were to make an educated guess, I would say that he was sporting at least a good nine or 10 inches of solid man steak. I did have this desire to see it and I found my hands reaching out, despite my misgivings over the situation.

  “You really don’t need to know my name. Besides, I don’t think that you would be able to pronounce it anyway. For our purposes, you can call me Rolf.” Each time that I took a step towards him, he would put out his hands to indicate that that was, as far as I was supposed to go. “Chloe, you need to contain yourself. It’s perfectly natural for you to be curious about my particular endowment. With that being said, I would prefer that we keep that part of our relationship out of this, until we are able to arrive and put on a show that will make most people stand up and take notice.” I wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but the very idea of becoming part of some kind of spectacle was not my idea of fun. I was one thing to dance for a crowd of over anxious men that couldn’t find the words to ask their women for the very same thing that they were getting in the club.

  “I think that I’m going to need a little bit more context. I know that you’re an alien, but I’m still not sure what my role in any of this is. I’ve told you that I have no interest in mating with anyone, but apparently you’re not exactly one to take no for an answer.

  “I always get what I want, Chloe. I don’t even want you to change. The outfit that you’re wearing that you had on at the club is perfectly suited for the grant mate. I
’ll tell you, being the kind of person that I am, I’m going to allow you to see it and maybe even touch it. I will stop you, if you go any further than that. When we get to my home planet of Marson, then you will be able to become the true connoisseur of my physical form. I want everybody to see you, as I have seen you from the moment that I saw you in that club.”

  I wasn’t sure if I should be insulted or not. I don’t think that he would’ve even bothered with me, except for the fact that I had put the asses in the seats in that club. Regret was slowly seeping into my thoughts. I could’ve easily taken a job in a diner waiting on tables with a couple of buttons undone to make those very hefty tips. Instead, I went to an interview that needed burlesque dancers. I should’ve known better that it wasn’t just going to be a scantily clad operation. To keep the community from getting up in an uproar, they had hidden the fact that it was essentially a strip club. Word of mouth had gotten around and most people were at least willing to entertain the idea

  “I should smack you across the face, Rolf. I should put my knee where it’s going to do the most good. Instead, I still want to see it, even after everything that you said.” He stood there with his hands on his hips and I came forward and placed my right hand with my palm facing against this package. I touched him and it became something that I desired. My mouth was slightly parted and I could feel that my tongue was moving along my lips with an eager anticipation to see it naked and ready for action.

  “You human women are all alike. It must be something that I’m seeping through my skin that is causing you to act like this. It does make my job easier that I don’t have to force you into doing anything. My natural body chemistry is doing that for me.” I wanted to show him that I wasn’t like all the others, but my hand rubbing him in just the right way was sending off mixed messages. I looked up at him, almost questioning him if I was allowed to take the next necessary step.” He nodded his head, but did nothing to help me to see it up close and personal. He wanted me to do that on my own. “I always get a kick out of how easy it is to seduce you into my bed.” I felt like he was making fun of me and putting me in the same category, as any other woman that he had been with. This stopped me cold and made me rethink what I was about to do. Unfortunately, my body had a mind of its own. It appeared that I was going to see it, whether I wanted to unconsciously or not.

  Chapter Three

  “You’ve been staring at me for a little over 30 of your minutes. You may not be even aware that you’ve been doing it.” I didn’t even realize that that much time had elapsed. In space, it appeared that time was relevant and really didn’t make much of a difference in the long run. “I have patience, but it is wearing thin. If you’re not going to do something, then please allow me to sit and continue navigating this craft back to my home planet.” When he tried to pull away, I gripped him tightly, letting him know in no uncertain terms that walking away was not an option.

  “Be careful what you ask for, Rolf. You may just get it.” The one thing that I did pride myself on growing up was that I could learn anything very quickly. This even pertained to sex. I was able to read a man’s reactions to figure out exactly what would work on them and not anybody else.

  “I think that you might be all talk, Chloe. Unless you can prove to me that I should allow you to privilege of seeing it and possibly touching it, then I’m just going to deny you.” I didn’t want him to do that and as a last ditch effort, I pulled down his zipper and reached into the opening to touch the hot flesh. There was no underwear to get in my way. I was a little shocked to feel his naked skin against my fingertips, but that didn’t stop me from exploring it from the top of the head all the way down to his balls.

  “I don’t think that I’ve ever felt this compelled to touch another man before. I think that you’ve gotten me underneath some kind of spell. I’m not complaining, but it does help that you look like the man of my dreams.” He was a cross between George Clooney and Brad Pitt. I looked up and saw that he had undone the shirt on his body to show me just what kinda muscles he was working with. I enjoyed the fact that he could mimic any man and apparently he had gotten a pretty good idea that this was the way women wanted to see their man.

  “I want to make this perfectly clear, Chloe. We’re not going to have sex. That is specifically earmarked for the mating ritual. The winner of this lottery is expected to join her intended onstage for everybody to see.” The idea of having a voyeur audience was not something that I was opposed to. I was at first, but the idea of it was growing on me. I had done that on stage, but it was another thing entirely when he wanted me to put on a private sex show. I kind of found it a little exciting and that was making me want to see him even more.

  I finally pulled him free and saw the column of flesh between his legs. It was perfectly placed and I could tell that there was nothing of any sort of blemish that would make me want to turn the other cheek. Instead, I grabbed it by the base, saw that sweet delicious nectar on the top and I was convinced that I could get more from the source.

  I didn’t even give him a chance to deny me, plowing forward, until my mouth was encompassing half of him. His reaction was priceless and in that moment, his cock jerked and shot one stream across my tongue that made me salivate for more.

  “That was not fair, Chloe. You don’t play by the rules, so maybe I shouldn’t either.” This was when he took the side of my head in his hands and started pistoning in and out of my mouth at a rapid pace that seemed like he was never going to stop. I was no longer in control and the muscular movements of his ass cheeks were keeping me in place.

  “That’s it, choke on it, you nasty little bitch. I can see that you like it and you may profess differently, but your body tells an entirely different story.” I wasn’t sure what my body was saying, because right now it was electrified to the point that I thought that I would be able to set the world ablaze with just my fingertips. Every nerve ending were dancing to its own tune and causing me to move my lips in such a way that it was making him moan. “You are not allowed to do that…stop it…stop it right now.” The more that he begged me to stop, the more that I put the effort into getting him over that hump.

  I cradled his hairless balls, feeling the silky fell the skin and squeezing them just a little bit too hard. He made this strangled cry and then his cock head ballooned and began to shoot a volume of cream that seemed like it was going to fill my mouth up at least three times. I was able to keep up with the flow, but only because I had one black man that could shoot off like a hose going off from between his legs.

  “Fuck… Fuck…you’re going to…pay for this.” The only thing that I was doing right now was getting my just desserts. I swallowed that sweet elixir and let it slide down my throat. I felt like it was meant to be there all the time. He gave a few spastic movements of his hips, but that was only the afterglow of the moment kicking in.

  “It must be your body chemistry, because your cream is, so damn delicious that I think that I would like to get a spoon and do it all over again.” He was stroking his well sucked and depleted member. It wasn’t completely out of commission and I could tell that it wouldn’t take all that much to get the lead back in his pencil.

  “That was too damn quick and you made me feel like I wasn’t worthy of a woman of your talents. That is going to have to change, because I can’t have my woman overshadowing the master. I think it’s time that I turn the tables.” What he meant by that was how easily he had lifted me to my feet, turned me upside down and made my skirt flow down over my hips sensually. It was giving him an easy entry point for the tip of his tongue. I was in the perfect position to give him more of my own loving, but I didn’t think that he wanted me to. In fact, I was pretty sure that he would be cross with me, if I had tried such a thing. Instead, I watched the big log between his legs bob up and down in front of my eyes. It was more than enough incentive and gave me that necessary to push, as he started to insert his tongue between my meaty thighs.

  “Holy mother of god�
��how big is that tongue of yours?” It felt like it had to be at least 6 inches and that was being conservative. “I think that I might have met my match.” That tongue had a mind of its own and was moving in and out of my body at such an unpredictable rate that I just couldn’t keep up with its constant demands. “I think I’m going to… CUMMMMMMM.” My body was his for the taking. He could’ve easily laid me down here on this cold sterile white floor and had his way with me. He didn’t do that. He was more content in giving me the same kind of oral loving that I had given him.

  I already had one orgasm and a second one wasn’t that far away. He didn’t give up, or slow his role, because he was having way too much fun at my expense. That tongue was made for any woman that was looking to get the best pussy eating of their lives. I had to admit that I’d never had it this good and for once, I thought that I had finally found a man that was worthy of taking me to bed. I didn’t feel like I was left wanting. Most of my boyfriend’s thought that oral sex was meant by me being on my knees. At first, I accepted that, but then I realized that I didn’t have to. I could dictate the terms of my own sex life, whether I had a man in it or not.

  “Chloe, I’ve always liked the taste of a human cunt. There is nothing better than to stick your tongue into this beautiful tight hole. I can’t even believe that I have allowed myself to go six months without experiencing the full pleasure that humans can give. You seem to be able to take a lot more than most. That actually is a good thing, considering that in the next hour; you’ll be flat on your back and looking up at the ceiling of the Cathadel. It is where we are to procreate and become one with our two species.” I didn’t really care to hear him speak. I was more interested in his tongue and then he continued.