I bit my lower lip, waiting for their reaction. How much more did they really want to know? Anything to avoid that silent treatment.
Several beats later, his mother lost her cool resolve. In fact, a loud spew later, she burst into peals of laughter. Her husband soon followed, holding his gut as if it would explode.
I blinked innocently at Meat who appeared to fight the urge to follow their lead. His lips twitched once, twice, before he burst out in gales.
"What did I say?" I asked.
"Oh, my." His mother took a deep breath in between bouts of guffaws. "Tygerius, can you possibly explain what in the world that young woman was talking about in some language that your father and I can understand?"
CHAPTER 27
Meat gave his parents a condensed version of our relationship, less detailed and more to the point than mine. They seemed inquisitive but held back their questions and finally decided to leave after the horny kitty couldn't seem to keep his attention off me and on them. Not to mention his hands delved under the folds of the dress at any and all opportunities. I'm not sure I'll ever be able to face those people again. Not after all they saw.
After only a few minutes, his father stood, announced they were leaving and would check in later. His mother reminded him to call. Then they poofed out as quickly as they'd arrived.
"They think I'm a loon." I sighed.
"Nah." Meat swung me up in his arms, carrying me back to the bedroom. "Once they get to know you, they'll love you."
I giggled, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Oh, you have ESP now?"
Giving me a gentle toss, he deposited me in the middle of the bed, my layers of clothing falling over me, the long skirt dropping over my face. Pushing the material aside, I whisked off the head gear at the same time.
Meat stood at the end of the bed, peeling clothes off with wild abandon. His shirt flew over his head, revealing sculpted shoulders, muscular chest, and washboard abs.
I tugged the belt off the dress, then reached for the hem to pull it over my head.
"No. Leave it on."
He shimmied out of his jeans and walked to the side of the bed. Opening a bedside table, he plucked a condom out, and closed the drawer once more.
"Huh?" I stared at him in confusion.
"Leave it on. Do you know how aroused seeing you in that outfit made me, knowing you wore nothing underneath?" Crawling on the bed, he sat back on his heels between my spread legs. "Even with my parents here, all I could think about was sliding my hand under your skirt…" He lifted the black garment, his hands running from my calves up to my thighs, pushing the material up as he went like a plow pushing snow. Only when the skirt piled on my stomach did his hands retreat marginally.
"To touch you, find you wet and ready as I was." Reaching out, his hand smoothed over my inner thigh, slowly wandering upward, until he cupped between my legs. "Mmmm. Definitely wet." Meat parted me, slipping one long finger inside.
I welcomed the pressure, the tease, eagerly arching my hips for more. He retreated and returned, doubling his presence. "Just as needy as I am."
"Yes. Please." I needed him more in that instant than I needed my next breath.
"After I taste you." Bending over me, he nestled between my thighs. "Open, love."
I complied, immediately grateful when he rewarded me with a lick down my center. My breath hitched. He repeated the action, burrowing deeper this time.
"Delicious."
I grabbed onto the sheets, hardly able to breathe as he lapped against my sensitive nubbin with his slightly rough tongue. "Meat…"
"Hmmm?" He didn't bother to pause in his ministrations to answer.
"I. Need. You." The words came out between harsh pants.
He sat up, sparking blue eyes met mine for a long moment. "Turn over."
"The robes…"
Before I could finish, I lay completely naked before him, my clothing deposited on the floor in a neat pile. My gaze followed his hands as he sheathed himself with the condom. I licked my lips, sat up, and reached for him. Measuring his length, I rubbed my thumb over the end. He groaned low, head falling back with his eyes closed. Leaning forward, I lapped at the end of his erection, sampling the chocolate-flavored condom. Definitely not Godiva, but not horrible either. I pressed closer for another sampling only to be stayed by his large hand.
"I can't wait, baby. Flip over."
Reluctantly releasing my prize, I did as he asked, rising to my hands and knees before him. Looking back, I watched as he took his cock in hand and guided himself toward me.
Slowly, ever so slowly, he pressed forward. I gasped at the full, almost too full, sensation and shifted backward, eager to complete the joining. With a final thrust and grunt, he hit bottom, holding steady for a long moment, his hands rubbing my back and sides as if he couldn't stop touching me. Facing forward once more, I lowered my upper body, and wiggled my hips, encouraging him to start moving, already more aroused than ever before with his impressive manhood rubbing against my tight walls. The tight fit with his large size sent cascades of hot sensations through me, jacking up my needs to the point of desperate wanting.
He took the hint. In fact, not only did he pull back to push back in, he started up a moderately paced rhythm that began to escalate with each strong stroke. The slaps of our bodies meeting along with gasps, sighs, groans, and ragged breathing that filled the room. I pushed back time and again, needing more, harder, deeper as I climbed to the pinnacle at amazing speed.
Without pausing, he shifted positions, moving to cover me completely, his arms braced on either side of my ribs, his chest to my back.
I mewed in response, a feeling of feminine power and submissiveness adding to my arousal. The nip at my shoulder stung just for a second before he kissed the pain away.
"Please…" I threw my head forward, ushering all my focus and strength to the place where we came together, the source of my supreme excitement.
Meat reached under me, slid his fingers between my labia, and centered on my throbbing nub. Circling the area, he teased and tormented as I jerked under him. Like a speedy racehorse heading for the finish line, Meat's thrusting escalated to a frenzied pitch as his teeth sank into the muscle at my neck. A muted roar sounded by my ear as he fluttered his fingers directly over my clit before plucking it softly. He slammed in once more, his manhood swelling even more than before.
The sharp sting from his bite only shoved me over the crest with a loud whimper. I saw stars as he cocooned his body over mine, sealing our bodies together in the age old way of mankind.
"I love you, Meat." The whispered words fell out of my mouth, honest and sincere, straight from the heart.
He kissed the area where his teeth had sunk deep. "I love you too, Shy." He sucked in a deep breath, unmoving from his position. "Mine. All mine."
Not about to argue, I reveled in the moment.
CHAPTER 28
"I can't believe I just did that!" I glanced down at the pile of black and white material lying beside the bed.
Meat grinned wickedly, the corners of his lips twitched.
Grabbing a pillow, I smacked him upside his dark head, only to have the impromptu weapon tugged away a moment later. "It's not funny." A pout followed. "I could be struck down at any moment for doing such… things… in that nun outfit. Surely it's a sin or something?"
"So, I'm sinful?" He lazily nibbled on my ear.
Like I am going to feed his already huge ego. "No, you're perverted. I'm sure no one else on this planet gets all hot and bothered seeing a nun."
He snorted, taking a moment to run his tongue over the small bite mark on my shoulder. "Not any nun, babe. Just one certain little blonde with a bare ass under those layers."
Yeah, well, that wasn't very nice of him. Maybe I would forgive him in a decade or so. I received the Spanish Inquisition from his parents in that awful nun outfit, with nothing underneath. A girl needs panties when meeting parents for the first time. It's a confidence thing.
"Habit horniness? Nunnery nookie?"
I gasped, smacking at his arm. "You're terrible!"
He just laughed, not the least bit repentant. "That's not what you were saying just a few minutes ago."
"Jeez. I swear. I'll never look at a nun the same. And, no, I'm not wearing that habit ever again, either."
"Not even if…" He whispered something very naughty in my ear.
My face immediately flamed.
The comfortable silence filled the room as my mind wandered back to what Ducky had told me a while back. Matehood was determined by a lengthening second toe on either foot. Odd way to determine if you are destined for one another, but I figured stranger things had happened.
Meat wrapped his arms around me, pulling me flush against his body. He placed a tender kiss to my temple. "What are you thinking so hard about?"
I glanced back, the words blurting out. "I've measured my second toe on each foot every day with a ruler. Neither has grown as much as a millimeter! That means I'm not your mate!" My voice cracked with the sobering facts.
The loon burst out laughing. Not finding anything humorous about the situation, I elbowed him hard in the gut.
His chuckles lessened as one hand rubbed the sore spot. "Oh, Shy. You're one of a kind."
"Yeah, so… what's so funny?" I demanded, sitting up with the covers over me. Snuggling with your honey led toward pillow talk. Serious talk meant body parts covered and in a sitting or standing position.
The smile lit up his face. "Your toe won't grow to prove a mating, silly."
I blinked, processing his words. Each and every morning I'd stood on the ruler and lamented on how my toes remained the same length. Now he tells me that Ducky fibbed to me?
"I thought you knew that." He wrapped one arm around me, tugging me closer, even as I pinched his ribs.
"How would I know such things? Not like I've played house with a shifter before." I pouted until his lips moved in, nibbling and kissing the moue away.
Before he got carried away, I pulled back, searching his eyes. "So, truth this time. How do I know if we're really mates?"
He nuzzled my cheek as he gently rubbed across my belly in a soothing motion. "There is no magic anything to identify matehood. In most ways, our relationships are not much different than human ones."
"Oh." I considered that for a moment. My hand roamed down to rest on top of his. "So, mating is just a term, not really a state of being?"
Long fingers lightly traced the side of my face from brow to earlobe. "In most cases, with one exception."
"What's that?" I leaned against his larger frame, soaking up his warmth and comfort.
"Few shifter children are born each year, probably more related to a natural species overpopulation control built in by Mother Nature to counter our long lives than anything." The same fingers traveled down to my chin, lifting it a bit, to line up with his seeking lips. The whispered words almost escaped me. "The shifter community views any couple who becomes pregnant to be truly mated."
I choked on my own spit, earning a whack to my back. "Pregnant?"
He nodded, a wicked grin crossing his face. "Ready to toss away those condoms and give fate a try?"
"Ummmm…"
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Growing up in the Midwest, I began reading romance novels in high school, immediately falling in love with the genre, to the point where I decided to write professionally for a career. However, that dream splattered against a brick wall and resulting quick death in my first writing class in college when my professor told me bluntly that I wasn't any good at it. I shifted gears quickly, and left my writing dreams behind, eventually settling on being a nurse. A few years back, I stumbled across a fan-fiction writing site on a favorite author's webpage. I began to read stories others wrote, not only making some wonderful close friends from the experience, but also, really learning to write for the very first time. Here I was able to share short stories, practice my writing skills, and truly develop into a writer. More than that, the experience allowed me to revitalize my dream, as I rediscovered joy in writing.
When I'm not working or writing, I enjoy working in the garden, canning, and seeing my backyard as a living canvas for my whimsical landscaping, and, of course, reading romance novels.
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ALSO BY CHEYENNE MEADOWS
Available from Silver Publishing
As Fate Would Have It
Christmas with Mesa
WIND WARRIORS
Tiger's Lily
Loco
Summer's Night
Sky's Lark
Silver Spoon
Blue Blood's Trifecta
THE COIN TOSS
Heads: Vampire
Tails: Werewolf
HUMAN INTERACTION
Human Interaction
REVIEWS:
5 Stars for As Fate Would Have It
"The unbelievable chemistry of these two characters, is what makes As Fate Would Have It, the sweltering and fantastic read that it is. Rye is a detective that once worked as an actor. He's not just any actor though, he's a retired porn star, with a whole heck of a lot more experience then the virgin that is Brie. Rye will rock your socks off with his sexy sweet talking and his domineering ways. He's got a hidden sensitive side as well, creating a character that will leave you dying for more with every page you read. Brie is a good girl nurse, with nothing but an uppity spirit flowing through her. She also happens to be most hilarious heroine I have read about in a while. She's determined and strong-willed, never wanting to give up on anything in life. I admire her willingness to take risks in order to help people she knows nothing about. She's a grade A character who will make you want to be a better person yourself.
I read As Fate Would Have it in one setting, and it was the most fun I have had, while reading a book, in a very long time. With humor galore throughout, and passionate sexual tension thrown in too, I guarantee that As Fate Would Have It, will become a favorite for many. I know for sure, that it's now one of mine! So if you need a fast paced romance with an abundance of humor, then be sure to pick As Fate Would Have It up! You can't get much better than this!"
—Sizzling Hot Book Reviews
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I quite enjoyed reading As Fate Would Have It as I fell in love Brie and Rye from the beginning of this story. Having a past relationship as kids and taking a glimpse of their a past childhood encounter just made their relationship even more realistic. The way they still tease and compete with each other as adults was quite funny and made for nice foreplay. I love Brie's conservative nature which is knocked down by Rye's constant push to unearth the sexy and adventurous side of her. Their love scenes are passionate, titillating and romantic… But what really drew me to this story was the mystery and suspense surrounding Brie and Rye. Rye, previously a police officer, gave this story an added depth and excitement to both the story and the characters within this tale. I didn't expect this added jewel within the plot which had me glued to what trouble they both seem to get themselves into. I love the secondary characters which definitely stood out on their own without taking too much attention from Brie and Rye. The nosy neighbors were so charmingly funny and were my favorite secondary characters. As Fate Would Have It was quite enjoyable both for the exciting yet simplistic storyline and the wonderfully charming characters. Fabulous read Ms. Meadows!
~ 4.5 Stars ~
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This story was cute and quirky. The characters were both very playful and I enjoyed their witty repartee. The plot moved at a nice steady pace allowing for the reader to watch the romance bloom between Brie and Rye. There were some great action scenes where Brie got to help save the day and some tender scenes where Rye showed how a man should care for a woman. The secondary characters such as the Aunts and the nosy neighbor ladies added quite a bit of charm and humor to the pages. It was a fun read with a satisfying ending.
~ 3.5 Stars ~
—Night Owl Reviews
Tiger's Lily
A woman who can't turn her back on anyone who is hurt and a man who doesn't trust easily find out that love can break through any barrier. Tiger's Lily brings Lily with her gentle heart and ways together with Cale, a man who trusts very rarely and almost never a woman. I loved watching, as Lily seemed to just bedazzle Cale without even trying. I know that Cale never saw her coming until it was too late. I laughed a few times when younger brother Dillon put in his two cents. Right up until the end I wondered if Cale would be able to accept the love that Lily offered, but I should know that you just shouldn't bet against fate. I also loved the sneak peek at the rest of the Wind Warriors and wonder just who will be the next to find their love. Tiger's Lily is a softhearted look at a love and the journey back to family with a ribbon of danger to keep you wondering.
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