Summer Shifter Nights

by Harmony Raines

  “I’ve never wanted like this,” he whispers.

  “Then take me.”

  He backs me up against the nearest tree. Bark bites into my back, but I don’t care. His huge hands glide up from my hips to cup my breasts. I moan, unable to hide how much I want him. I’m already dripping wet and if he wanted to plunge into me right now, I’d let him take me hard and deep. I already burn for him… and he’s just getting started.

  3

  Devin

  My cock throbs with the need to thrust into her wild heat. Her scent is unreal. Musky and sweet, with a hint of corruptible innocence. The moment I spotted her at the cocktail party, I knew I had to have her. I have no idea who she is, but I don’t care. She gave off the mating call, and I was sure as hell going to answer it.

  Her skin is the color of caramel in the moonlight. Her lips are petal-soft and as pink as the sky during a summer sunset. I’m dying to kiss her lips, but after her little teasing dance around my body, I’m going to make her wait. I want her desperate for me when I finally take her.

  I wedge my knee between her thighs. Dampness trickles down to glaze my skin. She’s already wet enough to claim, but I’m not in a rush. I have all night to make this girl scream my name. I can’t wait to hear it on her lips.

  She’s the sexiest woman I’ve ever met. Curves in all the right places. Soft, feminine, and totally irresistible. She’s young, probably early twenties, but old enough to be mated already. I wonder why she’s still single. Maybe she’s the crazy stalker type, or too needy, or too demanding. Maybe she’s boring outside of the mating dance. Who knows. Who cares? I’m not here for white picket fences and babies, I’m here to fuck. Hard.

  I lace my fingers into her luscious chestnut-colored hair. It’s shoulder length. Just long enough to use as reins when I need them. But that’s later. Right now, I’m all about her curves. I can’t stop squeezing her perfect ass. I only caught a glimpse of it during the shift, but damn, she’s hot. My knees go weak for a bubble butt, and hers is salacious. There must be something seriously wrong with her because any man in his right mind would want her in his bed every night. I’m sure I’ll figure her out by sunrise, I always do.

  “Kiss me,” she demands in a breathy tone.

  I do, on her right nipple. My lips close over the taut peak as I suck it into my mouth. She moans and runs her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer and grinding her pussy against my thigh. I wonder if she even realizes she’s doing it. Probably not, which makes it so fucking sexy.

  The little minx angles her hips so she can rub harder. I indulge her, trading one nipple for the other. She’s salty from the run. Dried sweat lingers on her skin, making her even tastier. I can’t get enough, so I lick a trail down from her breasts to her belly button. She giggles and tries to push my head away until I dip even lower.

  I’m on my knees ready to worship her when she yanks my head back. She gazes deep into my eyes and smiles wickedly. There’s no shame at all. Most girls are shy when they meet me to mate, but not Kayla. I might be in love already.

  I laugh at the ridiculousness of that thought. Love. As if I’d ever be interested in being tied down to one woman.

  “What?” she asks.

  “Nothing.”

  “You can’t laugh at me and not tell me why?”

  “I wasn’t laughing at you. I was laughing at me.”

  “And you’re not going to—Oh, God!”

  I shut her up by kissing the soft mound over her pussy. I brush my nose against her slick folds before sweeping my tongue up the length of her slit.

  “Still want to talk?” I murmur against her skin.

  “No,” she sighs.

  “Good.”

  I skim the inside of her trembling thigh with my lips before returning to lick her sweet juices. Her knees quake as I slide my tongue across her damp trail of arousal. Her fingers tangle in my hair. Her hips arch forward, pressing my face harder against her. I grab her hips to hold her steady. I don’t want her on her knees—yet.

  As I stroke her with my tongue, she writhes against me. Soft moans spill from her lips. A sweep of my lips across her pussy elicits a low, sensual groan. I can’t wait to hear the sounds she makes when I’m inside her. I can hardly wait to take her, but I want more than a quick mating tonight, I want her—all of her—in every way possible.

  I massage the backs of her thighs with my fingers to distract myself from the urgent throb of my cock. A drop of precum drips over the tip of my cock before landing on my knee. I probe her with my tongue before switching to feathery kisses. The contrast is driving her crazy. I can tell by the way she moves in time with my mouth.

  A shaft of moonlight breaks through the trees. I lean back and spread her soft lips. The hard nub of her clit glistens in the light. I capture it between my lips and sweep my tongue across it. She screams and shivers. She wraps one leg around my head and pulls me closer. Her insistence is so hot that I almost come. A woman bold enough to make silent demands is a force to be reckoned with, and sexy as hell.

  With my lips and tongue, I drive her higher, coaxing her toward the pinnacle of ecstasy. I slide a finger into her slick heat. A second follows, then another. I find the perfect rhythm and play her like a marionette. She dances against me, grinding her pussy on my hand, pleasuring herself on my mouth. And just when I don’t think I can hold myself back a second longer, she explodes.

  She screams and clamps her legs around my face. Her pussy pulses and clenches down on my fingers. If I were inside her right now, there’s no way I’d be able to continue without coming. She’s so uninhibited, so wild. I can’t wait to make her come again.

  As she comes down from the orgasm, her legs go slack. She slides down the tree. I catch her before she touches the ground and roll onto my back. She straddles me and leans forward to give me a savage kiss. I grab her ass and plunge my tongue between her lips.

  “I can taste me,” she whispers into my mouth. “Now I want to taste you.”

  Before I can process anything, she slides down my body and kneels between my thighs. She trails the tips of her fingers up and down my thighs until I’m sure my cock is going to spurt cum everywhere. I bite the edge of my lip and fight for control.

  Her hands are soft and gentle as she grasps my cock. She stacks one hand on top of the other, as if measuring me. I’m larger than most, but she doesn’t seem scared. Some girls take off once they see me, afraid that I’m going to split them in half or something, but not Kayla. She almost seems… intrigued?

  As she leans forward, her hair glides across my hips. Sharp pricks of desire jolt up my spine. My cock jerks. She smiles and brushes her hair out of her face. Poised over my cock, she lets out a soft moan. Then she wraps her lips around the head of my cock and I’m lost.

  Her kitten tongue slides down the length of my shaft to tickle my balls. She leaves nothing untouched as she lavishes me with shameless kisses. Her tongue is a work of art, a masterpiece of sensual pleasure, which she uses to eviscerate what little control I have left. The beast inside me burns with the need to claim her. I want to toss her onto her back, spread her thighs, and shove my cock deep into her pussy. But, the feel of her lips on my cock is too incredible and I can’t stop her from sucking me into her mouth.

  She takes most of me into the softness of her throat. Her eyes never leave mine. We’re locked in a passionate connection unlike anything I’ve ever experienced in my life. If I didn’t know better, I’d think she might be more than just a plaything for the night. She might be my mate. But again, that’s ridiculous. My fated mate must be feral, like me. Until now, I couldn’t picture Kayla as anything less than perfectly innocent, but the way she’s working her mouth on my cock is making me second-guess everything.

  Her tongue slithers around to engulf the tip. I swell, spilling a few more drops of precum against her welcoming lips. She licks the edge of her mouth and flashes a salacious grin.

  “You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you?”

 
“Sometimes.”

  As she returns to suck me into her mouth, I gather her hair in my fist. I hold it out of the way while she brings me closer to the brink of oblivion. I want to hold back, I swear I do, but her mouth is just too damn good.

  A rush of molten heat roils up from my balls. My belly clenches as I come. Hot spurts of my seed burst into her mouth, but she doesn’t move away. She licks up every last drop. I’m boneless as she finishes lapping the last drop from the tip.

  “You’re incredible,” I manage.

  “Thanks.”

  She flashes a shy smile; my cock stirs. I’m not ready to go again, but I will be soon enough. In the meantime, I actually want to get to know her a bit.

  “Where are you from?”

  “Moonlight Mountain. You?”

  “I live in a cabin near the park entrance.”

  “Why haven’t I seen you around town?” she asks.

  My jaw twitches and it takes a second before I can answer. “I’m not welcome there.”

  “Why?”

  “Something happened a long time ago.” I roll onto my side and study her. I thought everyone in town knew about my past. Is she trying to trick me, or does she really not know who I am?

  “What happened?” When I don’t respond, she quickly adds, “It’s okay. Never mind.”

  “I’m feral, Kayla. That’s all you need to know.”

  “You don’t seem feral.”

  “By morning, you’ll have seen enough to know that I am.”

  She rolls onto her belly and turns to look at me. She’s stunning in the moonlight. Almost too beautiful, and I can’t help but wonder if I’ll regret chasing after her tonight.

  “Tell me more about you.” I pull her close. She curls against my side.

  “I’m an accountant.”

  “What do you like to do when you’re not working?”

  “Not much. Movies with friends. The usual stuff.”

  “You don’t have a clandestine, secret life?” I tease.

  “I wish. It would make things a lot more interesting. There’s nothing unusual about me. I’m just your average girl.”

  “You’re anything but average.”

  I pull her down for a sultry kiss that leaves us breathless. I savor the sweet taste of her lips before rolling her onto her back beneath me. Pinned to the earth, she can only wrap her legs around my waist. She’s trying to get me inside her, but I shift just out of reach. She whimpers and bites my nipple in protest. Sharp pain mingles with desire. Her nails rake down my back, inciting an almost violent need to mate.

  Raw, savage lust consumes me. I flip her onto her belly, pinning her to the earth. She pushes back, wriggling her ass against my cock, tormenting my flesh.

  As she crawls onto all fours, I wrap a thick arm across her chest and pull her onto her knees. My hand spans the width of her belly before my fingers slide down to seize her sex.

  She tosses her head back and moans as I slide my fingers inside. The wetness I find unlocks a primal urge. I knee her thighs apart and push her forward. She lands on all fours and turns to give me a sexy wink.

  I grab her hips and drive my cock into her pussy. She yelps at the sudden invasion. I smash her into the earth, thrusting hard, overwhelmed by the beast that demands to be sated. She arches her ass back to meet me thrust for thrust. Our hips slap together. Guttural grunts burst from my lips. She’s mine. I want to capture her innocence and keep it forever.

  Sweat rolls down my chest to land on the small of her back. Her hair whips back to slap my belly. I grab a fistful and pull. She arches, giving me everything she can until I’m so deep that my balls are slapping her clit.

  She shivers uncontrollably as I pound into her quivering pussy. Blood rushes through my veins to engorge my cock. It swells to fill her with a thick knot. Even if I wanted to pull out right now, I couldn’t. She’s got me that hard.

  Her cries of pleasure blast through the forest. I’m imprisoned by her, consumed by her, and utterly ravaged. Friction tortures my cock until every touch becomes an electric jolt. She undulates against me. Lush, carnal desire radiates from her gaze when she turns to glance at me. Our gazes lock as her eyes roll back. She arches and screams as a smoldering orgasm rips through her body. The vibration of her pussy against my cock is an addiction. I’m not ready to come yet, so I simply plunge into her, pushing her closer to a third orgasm.

  The smooth curves of her ass fit perfectly into my hands. Her breasts sway and slap together as I pump her harder. I love that she can take all of me without reservation. She’s the perfect fit, as if we were made for each other. And maybe we were…

  I shove the offensive thought to the side and refocus on her perfect ass. There’s nothing more erotic than a woman on her knees being pounded from behind. It’s overwhelming, seeing her wide open and locked onto my cock.

  Our bond is unbreakable. The wolf inside me howls. I don’t know how much longer I can hold back. My cock twitches. My balls draw up tight. And then the whole world explodes in a kaleidoscope of color.

  Hot spurts of cum fill her pussy. Her orgasm pulses around my cock. All thoughts melt into a sea of ecstasy. I’ve never come so hard in my entire life. And when the last ribbon of cum jets from my cock, I collapse forward.

  I roll onto my back, pulling her with me. She’s still locked onto my cock. It will take several minutes before I’ll be soft enough to pull out. She’s mated before, so this isn’t unusual. But it is for me. I don’t usually knot the females I mate. It’s disturbing. I don’t want to think about possible implications. All I want to do is enjoy the feel of her still-trembling body against mine.

  4

  Kayla

  I wake to the first rays of sunlight cresting the mountain. He’s gone. I should have expected as much, but it still stings. My heart isn’t the only thing that stings. I’m still sore from the frantic way he ravaged me all night. I thought he’d be satisfied after knotting me, but it wasn’t enough. He was still inside me when I passed out from overwhelming pleasure just before dawn.

  I crawl to the nearest tree and try to drag myself to my feet. It’s pointless. My legs are quaking like a newborn horse’s. I can’t seem to get them underneath me.

  Flashes of last night tease me. I can’t stop thinking about the way he bounced me on his cock, as if I were as light as a feather. He handled me. Like a play toy. Like a filthy, erotic plaything that he could do dirty, dirty things to all night.

  I start giggling and can’t stop. Maybe he literally fucked my brains out because I can’t put two coherent thoughts together to save my life. I have no idea how I’m going to drag my happy-ass out of the forest, but I really don’t care.

  As I collapse into a heap on the grass, I hear someone calling my name. Ginger’s already dressed without a single hair out of place. I don’t know how she does it.

  “Girl, you need to get your clothes on.” She sniffs the air. Her eyes go wide. “Oh my God, you are so busted. You did the feral guy?”

  “Uh…” I shrug my shoulders.

  “You did. I told you not to hook up with him,” she shrieks.

  “What difference does it make? It was only one night.”

  “Only the second most important night of your life. Don’t you want to keep your power to shift? What’s wrong with you?”

  “I tried to find someone else to mate with, but there wasn’t anyone,” I say. It’s a huge lie and she knows it too, but I can’t take the criticism, especially when I still feel this good.

  “We’ll talk about it over milkshakes,” Ginger says. “I told Mel we’ll meet her to debrief for breakfast.”

  “Milkshakes for breakfast?” I arch a brow.

  “It’s milk, duh. Can you even walk? Did he break your pussy?”

  I burst out laughing as Ginger helps me to my feet.

  “He didn’t break anything.”

  “Good, because we need you in one piece, so we can split the exploding onion ring tower of doom at Roxy’s.”

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nbsp; “If we eat that plus milkshakes, I’ll explode out of my dress.”

  “You’re right. We should swing by your house and change into elastic waistbands before we go.”

  “You’re crazy.”

  “But you love me.” Ginger grins before grabbing my hand. “Let’s go get your dress and get out of here.”

  As we head through the forest, I can’t shake the feeling of being watched. I glance behind us several times, but don’t see anything unusual.

  Back at Trey’s house, several shifters holding trash bags help clean up the backyard. Beer bottles and soda cans float in the pool, while strings of lights hang haphazardly from the patio cover. Most of the shifters are already dressed, but some stumble in still naked.

  I find my clothes where I left them and quickly pull them on. During the mating hunt, I couldn’t care less if anyone sees me naked, but the hunt’s over. Time to get back to reality.

  As I finish zipping the side of my dress up, the sensation of being watched washes over me again. My head snaps up in time to catch movement in the forest. He’s trying to blend into the tree, but he’s still stark naked.

  Devin.

  I still. Our gazes meet and I can’t look away. I can’t read him from this distance, but I can feel him. It’s like he’s gotten inside my head. He wants to make sure I’m okay. I am. Or, at least I was until he appeared. What does he want?

  I take a step in his direction and his eyes darken. He gives his head a slight shake before disappearing behind a tree. I start to follow. I need to talk to him, but when I reach the place he’d been standing, he’s gone.

  “What are you doing out here?” Ginger asks as she walks up beside me.

  “Nothing. I thought… Nothing.”

  She gives me a quizzical look before shrugging and heading back toward the house. I take one last look around the forest, then join her.

  I’m silent for most of the ride home, speaking only when I think it’s expected. We pick Mel up, stop at my house to change into more comfortable clothes, then head over to Roxy’s.

  I can hardly focus on the menu long enough to choose the most ridiculous milkshake on the menu: Double Mocha Almond Chocolate Cookie Dough. Hey, I earned it! Maybe I spent half the night underneath Devin in one position or another, but I had to have burned at least ten thousand calories trying to keep up with him.