by Sky Winters
“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 water.
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.
Wolf Ap Developer
Chapter 1
“Mel!” Tanner called as Melanie Fraser headed backstage. “Nice set, man!”
“Thanks, Tanner,” she said, smiling down at her best friend since high school. He was a like an older brother to her, although he liked to spend most of his time hanging out in his parent’s basement, and ranting about government conspiracies. She loved him anyway though. He never failed to come to her gigs and cheer her on, even when nobody else would.
“Party tonight!” he told her. “Usual spot. You should come! Haven’t seen you in ages!”
“All right,” Melanie said.
It had been a great set, and she decided it wouldn’t hurt anything to celebrate with her old friends. She rarely turned down a party, and it was true, she felt like she hadn’t seen Tanner in a long time. She had been so consumed with
getting her band off the ground that she hadn’t given herself a chance to relax. Usually, she did her best to do whatever fun thing might come her way; and with her body, invitations were abundant. Maybe it was because she was curvy in all the right places, or maybe it was because she was charismatic and talented, but whatever the reason, she never wanted for attention. In fact, the opportunities that her looks opened up for her were abundant.
That was perfect for her though. She was always looking for the next adventure, and living life to the fullest meant that she was never bored. In fact, she was always very caught up in the moment, which usually worked out pretty well for her. But lately she hadn’t been doing very much adventuring. She was stuck working on flyers and promotional material, hoping to get word out about the band. She deserved the break. Maybe Tanner would be able to help her spread the word and hand out her leaflets to his friends. She would bring them to the party that night.
It was lucky that she was such a social butterfly, because it helped her band to be successful. Technically it was just herself and two other people. She was the lead singer and guitarist, and the others, Tammy and George, did guitar and bass for her. It was a simple set up, which suited her fine. The less people to work with, the less drama there was. She used to have a band with at least six people, and it was nothing but creative differences. But Melanie had carried most of the talent and sought out some laid back people who shared her vision. Their power was in their simplicity, and she was friendly and outgoing enough that people all across the state knew who she was and had joined her band’s mailing list from their website.
“Great job,” George said with a nod to the girls as he turned toward the door. He was anxious to get home to his girlfriend. They were expecting a baby, and he hated to be away for too long in case she needed him.
“Did you want to party tonight?” Melanie asked Tammy.
“Oh, I don’t think that I could,” she said, shaking her head. “I have a lot of homework to catch up on.”
Tammy was studying hard in college to be a physicist. Playing music was really the only thing she did for herself in order to relax. It was nice being in a band with responsible people. Other musicians liked to party their hearts out and burn themselves out before they ever went anywhere. Mel knew better though, and was determined to learn from their mistakes. She could party hard right along with the rest of them, but she also knew that in order to go places, you had to work for it.
“Okay, just me and Tanner then,” she said with a smile. It really didn’t bother her. It would be a good time to catch up with her best friend and give herself a break away from her computer screen. Setting up the success of her band was hard work, and out of the other band members, she had the most talent and was the most determined to shine.
Chapter 2
The party had raged on late into the night, and it only started dwindling after the sun started to rise. She and Tanner had gotten pretty wasted together, but it was like old times. They were snuggled in the back of an old truck watching the sun paint the sky in oranges and pinks, laughing about things their friends had done at the party, and daydreaming about the future.
“So are you seeing anyone yet?” Tanner finally asked her. The two of them had dated briefly in middle school, but they both quickly learned that they made far better friends than romantic companions. They had stuck together through thick and thin though, and he was always worried about whether or not she was happy.
“No, I’m not,” she laughed, smacking him. “Why are you always so interested?”
“Because after Jake, things just haven’t been the same with you. I think you really haven’t had a chance to move on, and a new relationship would really help you out.”
Tanner looked seriously at her through his tired, slits of eyes and she sighed, smacking him with her bag.
“It’s not a big deal. I don’t need a man to make me happy.”
“No, but it wouldn’t hurt to enjoy the dating pool again. You were so caught up in that guy, but he was awful to you from the start. It sucks. And now you’re too scared to try dating again.”
“Who says I’m too scared?” Mel asked, indignant. She pushed her long, dark brown hair back and looked hard at him with her intense blue eyes.
“All right, suit yourself,” Tanner said laughing. “But you are.”
“Come on!”
“I bet you haven’t even gotten laid in like two years.”
She looked at him with her lips pursed and he cracked up laughing. Two years was a long time.
“You know that’s not true.”
“Yeah, well call me crazy but I’m worried about you. I want to see you putting yourself out there more.”
“I’m too busy trying to get word out about the band.”
“That doesn’t mean you can’t let some steam off with a guy you like!” Tanner protested. She smacked him with her bag again and he laughed.
“I know. Have you heard of ComeShift?” he asked.
“Come what?”
“ComeShift. It’s this hook up app. It gets you in touch with shapeshifters. I know your try with regular guys didn’t suit you very well. Maybe you need something a little bit different. You’re pretty wild, I think it suits you.”
“Shapeshifters huh? I never thought about it.”
“Of course not. That’s why I’m going to dare you to make a profile right now. Dude, you can do so much better than Jake. Give me your phone.”
“Um…”
Tanner snatched her bag away from her and rummaged through it, pulling her phone out of it. He started typing slowly, clearly still buzzed from the partying they had done. She laughed.
“What are you doing?”
“There,” he said, handing the phone back to her. “I just signed you up.”
“Oh my god, you made my username ‘DancesWithWolves69?’” she cried, smacking him with her bag a third time. He dissolved into giggles.
“Melanie was taken,” he said with a shrug.
“If I didn’t love you so much I’d kill you. You know that right?”
“Yup,” he said.
They lay together in the truck a while longer before she finally felt sober enough to head home. She and Tanner hugged when they parted ways, and she walked through the door of her small apartment.
ComeShift? Who knew what she was in for on a site like that. But she couldn’t deny that she felt a little thrill knowing that she had done something different, and a little dangerous. Everybody knew that the shifters were intense, difficult people. It was in their genetic makeup to break all the rules. But they were also wildly sexy. It was just hook ups. She could use a little steaminess in her otherwise hectic life. Maybe it would be fun after all.
Chapter 3
Weston Randall gazed out the window of his perch in the back of his limo, staring at the little bar. It was a typical New York haunt; small, cozy, and full of life. He’d had his eye on it for a while now, and considered its location as prime. He rolled the window down in his limousine, glancing at the newspaper stand beside the bar. His face was plastered all over the most recent issue of one of the popular magazines, naming him one of New York’s most successful men under 30.
He was proud of himself, though the magazine’s editor had begged them to keep out the fact that he was a shapeshifter. His kind were very controversial, and he thought that people might not relate to a man whose ruthless business sense might come from a no-nonsense and aggressive genepool. He was already seductively handsome. Most men couldn’t compete with that.
Weston had never been ashamed to be a shifter and rarely hid who he was from anybody, but he agreed for the feature’s sake to keep his blood line out of it. The editor had argued that it might be discouraging to humans without shifter blood if they couldn’t relate to him. They all wanted the secret to success, and if the secret was to be a wily bastard and only half human, most of the men reading the article wouldn’t be able to succeed. It was simple business; or so the editor had
said. They featured him to sell stories, not to lose readers.
But there he was, sniffing out the joint with his feral wolf’s senses. Something told him that this was a good place to be. At least right at that particular moment. Somebody inside smelled irresistible.
“Wait here for me,” he told his driver. Normally, he wouldn’t be caught dead inside a bar. At least not one outside of the safety of the shifter country clubs that had been built to protect the wealthy shifters from the public eye. But he couldn’t help himself. Something was luring him in.
When he opened the door, he paused. A gorgeous, voluptuous woman was on stage, tuning her guitar. She was radiating the smell that had set his senses to tingling, and he made his way slowly toward the stage, careful to stay out of sight. The interior of the bar was actually quite posh and comfortable. Couples were chatting and dancing to the music on the loudspeakers as the captivating woman set up the stage for her performance.
He took it all in as he watched Melanie, examining the architecture and making mental notes of things he liked and things he might want to change when he bought the place. All the while he kept his eyes and ears on Melanie, who had just finished with her preparations and started to sing.
He was instantly enamored, and took a seat at one of the round, candle-lit tables. It was a nice bar, he decided. Classy but not snobby. He leaned back in his wooden chair, and kept his eyes on the woman’s beautiful face. He especially liked the way her lips moved when she sang, their fullness never leaving his sight. And her smell. He couldn’t get enough.
If she was interested in shifters, he would find out. Most women were intimidated by them, but a few had made it their life’s choice only to date shifter men. He couldn’t peg her preferences from the stage, not when she was putting her all into the music like that, but if she was openly attracted to shifters, he would smell it upon meeting her.
He wasn’t sure he could wait that long to find out. Perhaps she would have a profile on the ComeShift app. It was one of the many ways he had made his fortune, though the editorial had also been vague about this, saying only that he had engineered a popular dating app for smartphones. He found it insulting, but at the same time, Weston was okay with focusing on his other works during the interview. These projects often stayed under the radar of the public eye and he was happy to draw attention to them.
