Stranded With The Snow Leopard

by Jade White

  Kim’s eyes went wide. “Is it that dangerous?”

  “Nah, not really. Well, the first time’s always the most dangerous. The ability to keep your mind differentiated from the mind of your animal self is a very tricky process. A youth’s first shift is always done in a drum ceremony to keep them focused. There’s a difference in the female brain that makes it difficult. That’s how Rusty explained it to me, anyway.”

  Kim nodded mutely, silently glad she didn’t have the ability to shift. She wondered if she were to have kids with either of them, if they would get the gene, or not. She didn’t even want to think that far ahead yet, she wanted to just take it one day at a time, get to know both men, and try to make a choice. Maybe not choosing them would be a boon? They could go out into the wilderness and find the girls they were promised to so long ago? Would those girls remember them? Would they be fully wild? So many questions ran through Kim’s head, questions she didn’t feel comfortable asking just yet.

  “Anyway, as you can see, there’s really not much to do around here. I prefer sitting at home watching movies and playing video games, when I’m not out fixing other people’s tech snafus,” Keith said.

  “Oh, you’re the resident tech support guy?” Kim giggled.

  “Yep. I’m the one that they call to fix all their tech snags. After I graduated high school, I figured it was best that I went and did something with myself since...” he trailed off. “Anyway, yeah, I’m the one who fixes it. I fix hardware issues, software issues, you name it. I even have a little side business, freelancing as a network admin for a few businesses in Vancouver. I have a better satellite modem than the rest of the village, other than the cop station, so I can be reliable just in case something catastrophic happens.”

  She made a mental note to see what had happened to Tony’s match, then quickly put it at the back of her mind. “So, um, what kind of movies do you have?” she asked, quickly changing the subject.

  “Oh, I’ve got Netflix. Sometimes when the satellite goes wonky it takes a while to buffer, but I use that time to go get a sandwich or something.” He grinned at her. “Want to watch something? I’ve rigged it so we can get the American one. Canadian Netflix sucks for selection.”

  Kim perked up, “Sure! Pick whatever. I’m not into chick flicks, if you’re wondering.”

  “A girl after my own heart.” Keith was smiling from ear to ear as he picked up the Xbox controller and flicked the menu to Netflix. He picked an action movie from the new release menu and hit play. The movie rolled and he stretched his arms over the back of the couch.

  Kim sat back feeling the warmth of Keith’s body next to hers. She lost focus of the movie early on as her mind drifted. She felt as if she were being drawn into a trance again, as she sat next to Keith on the faded green couch.

  She felt his hand rest on her shoulder. She managed to fight into some form of lucidity as the sexual feelings woke inside. Why was she letting her good girl conditioning get in the way? She had to date both men, didn’t she? That included getting a feel for the sexual chemistry they had together, so why not? She leaned into his side, allowing his arm to caress her shoulder. She breathed his musky scent in deeply and placed a hand on Keith’s thigh.

  He startled a little bit at the feeling of the intimate touch. Was she really wanting to? He decided to play it cool and let her take the lead. His heart beat hard in his chest as he felt her delicate hand rub the inside of his thigh and her head leaned against his broad shoulder.

  Kim relaxed against Keith while gently touching him. She felt a warm glow begin between her thighs and spread up into her belly. She relished this feeling as she gingerly took control of the situation. Her hand started to move up the inside of Keith’s jeaned thighs and teasingly brushed his crotch as she moved it down again. She wanted to give him a good idea as to what she wanted, without seeming too forward.

  Keith felt her hand gingerly brush his crotch and he almost fainted as the blood rushed to his manhood. He gritted his teeth to keep himself from grabbing her and taking her right there. He wanted to wait to see where she was going with this.

  Kim kept gently stroking the inside of Keith’s thigh, inhaling his musk and reveling in its erotic scent. She didn’t care about being a good girl anymore. She tipped her head up and nuzzled Keith’s strong neck, nibbling and kissing it as her hand rubbed the firm mound in Keith’s jeans.

  He let out a deep purr as she stroked him through his clothes. He couldn’t believe this was happening; her kisses and nips sent shocks through his body and caused his manhood to twitch in response. She moved her lips up towards his ear and gave it a bit of a nibble as she moved her hand up his body and under his t-shirt.

  The feeling of her soft hands stroking his torso drove him insane. As her soft, hot lips moved across his jaw line he turned his head and caught her in a fierce kiss. His tongue probed her warm velvet lips, eagerly seeking entrance.

  Kim opened her mouth to Keith’s rough tongue and returned his kiss in kind. Their tongues danced together as they embraced and his arms wrapped around her tightly. Her heart started pounding and rushes of desire coursed through her veins. She pressed her body closer by straddling his hips. He unbuttoned her shirt without breaking their passionate kiss. He reached for her bra and undid the clasp that was holding her perky B-cup breasts in place and freed the tender globes from their lacy confinement.

  Kim shuddered with anticipation as she felt his warm soft hands envelop her perky tits. She moaned into his mouth as she felt him gently squeeze her dark, erect nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. She ground herself into Keith’s clothed crotch, causing him to break the kiss and growl into her ear as he nipped it. She felt his teeth graze her tender neck as he hungrily kissed and nipped at it while his right hand clutched at one of her breasts. His other hand supported her as she leaned back to give him access to her topless body.

  Keith’s lips traveled down her throat to her dark breasts, causing sparks of pleasure to jolt her body. She cried out as his hot, wet mouth found one of her nipples and drew it in. His rough tongue played over the sensitive nub, and she ground into him with more insistence as her desire mounted.

  With every motion of her hips, Kim brought Keith closer to blowing his load in his pants, which was definitely not where he wanted it to go. So, to her chagrin, he removed his mouth from her tit and whispered in her ear. “Lay down, I can’t stand this anymore, stop teasing me.”

  Kim looked at him with a sly smirk on her face. “Aww, puddytat doesn’t like to play games?”

  With a growl, Keith turned his body to the side and shoved Kim onto the couch. “Don’t...try to test me. I have self-control, but I don’t know how long it’ll last. You get to me.” he hissed in her ear. “Now let’s get the rest of these clothes off.”

  Kim was both a little frightened, yet quite turned on by the sudden change in meek Keith. She felt her pants being tugged off as he dove in to nuzzle at her breasts some more. Her moans got louder as he pulled harder on her nipple.

  He succeeded in pulling her tight jeans off her round hips and tossed them off to the side of the living room. He noticed she wasn’t wearing any panties, and smiled to himself.

  Kim felt his soft, strong hand move from her breast and down her body towards her neatly groomed womanhood. He gently teased her by stroking the outer lips of her dewy flower. She spread her legs as much as she could on the narrow couch to give him more access to her sex. She was eager for his touch, she craved it. This time, she was going to enjoy the enchantment he seemed to have over her. The pheromones were thick in the air as Keith’s arousal grew increasingly difficult to control. Her mind was overcome with lust, but now, she didn’t care. Deep inside, she understood she needed to be exposed to them to make a choice, and it wasn’t exactly an unpleasant sensation.

  His fingers gently spread the outer lips of her hot womanhood and gently stroked within. Kim cried out as he teasingly avoided her pleasure center while stroking her inner folds. His hu
ngry mouth moved from her breast up to her neck and nuzzled some more as his fingers deftly stroked her. “Are you going to run again?” he whispered. “I don’t want you doing anything you’re gonna regret later.”

  “I won’t run. I need this. I really need this,” she panted.

  “Good,” Keith growled as his finger finally found purchase on the hood of her clit. He wiggled it around causing Kim to cry out in pleasure as an orgasm suddenly ripped through her. She wasn’t prepared for such an intense experience right off the bat.

  Keith felt a gush of wetness in the palm of his hand as Kim howled her pleasure. She whimpered as he took his hand away from her sensitive mound. Her eyes were closed so she didn’t see him sniff her scent and lick her juices from his strong, sensitive palm.

  Keith closed his eyes and fought to keep his human form as lust washed over him. He knew that if he transformed during sex it would definitely cause her to run. His teeth began to grow and he felt hair sprouting along his back as his feral nature began to take hold. He took several deep breaths to get himself together again. They weren’t helping much because the sweet, spicy scent of Kim’s heat was thick in the air.

  He ripped off his shirt and jeans. Kim was panting and mewling on the sofa, hoping for more. He covered her body with his, and whispered in her ear again. “I need you so bad, Kim. You have no idea what you do to me. It’s so hard to keep control when you’re around.”

  Kim wrapped her arms around him and wrapped her legs around his thick waist. “Then fuck me. We both need it,” she whispered, the need to be filled with Keith’s hard manhood was driving her insane.

  “Not yet,” he cooed in her ear. His mouth started kissing and nipping as he moved his head down her tan body. She noticed his teeth felt sharper than last time, and his back felt almost fuzzy when she embraced him. He must be fighting hard to stay human, she thought to herself. The longer she teased him the more control over his feral self he seemed to lose.

  She should have been horrified over the animalistic transformation Keith was struggling to control, but she knew deep down inside it still was him. She just didn’t want him full-on mountain lion. That would be a bit on the weird side, but all that was pushed aside as she felt his rough tongue invade her wet pussy.

  She cried out as his tongue lapped up her wetness, and teased her erect clit. She felt the tide of another orgasm rising deep within her as his tongue massaged her folds. Her hands grabbed at Keith’s shaggy black hair as he ministered to her sopping womanhood. Her mewls and cries of passion drowned out the movie that was playing on the television. Keith’s tongue found the little pearl of pleasure that was peeking out from beneath Kim’s folds and started licking it with the very tip of his tongue, causing Kim to buck her hips up in response to the intense pleasure she was receiving. Her body language encouraged him to keep doing what he was doing, and in no time, a howl of ecstasy rose from deep within Kim’s chest and escaped from her open mouth as a second powerful orgasm washed over her.

  Keith opened his mouth and caught the second gush of sweet nectar from Kim’s flower. He lapped it up like a kitten at a saucer of milk. He purred happily as Kim moved her super sensitive womanhood away from his rough tongue. “Stop,” she panted. “It’s...give me a minute, I can’t...Nnnngggggg!!!!” as a third orgasm in as many minutes rocked her.

  “Now I’m ready,” he whispered in her ear as he covered her limp form. She wrapped her legs around his thick waist as he pushed his rigid member deep into her well. She cried out as he filled her completely and began to move.

  Kim rocked her hips in rhythm with Keith. They moved as one as they made love on the couch. She reached up and caressed his soft face and looked into his eyes. Instead of the usual black, they were golden, like a mountain lion. Her eyes widened and he quickly closed his eyes but it was too late. She saw.

  Kim clutched at him, trying to reassure him through her body language that she didn’t mind. He bent down while thrusting deep inside her. “Fuck me...” she whispered. “Fuck me hard...I need it...please.”

  With those words, Keith let out a feral growl and began to buck his hips wildly. Kim matched him thrust for thrust as her fourth and final orgasm built up inside her.

  Keith felt the tension in his balls beginning to build as he pounded wildly deep inside Kim. She saw his eyes, she saw his tentative control, and from the looks of things she didn’t mind at all. Encouraged by her body language, Keith gave over a bit more control to his feral nature as he rode her.

  She felt Keith’s body get a bit hairier, and his breath on her neck became hotter. Guttural growls came from his throat as he fucked her deeply. The wild nature of the shifter brought out a new level of arousal in her. She clawed at his furry back as her next orgasm ripped through her. She yelled out as the intensity tore through her.

  That is what did it for Keith. He thrust one final time, deep inside Kim as he emptied himself within her hot, inviting depths. Waves of intense pleasure washed over him as he poured his seed inside her.

  She felt that odd pressure inside her again as Keith half grunted, half growled in his release. It wasn’t unpleasant, but she did have to wonder what it was. Plenty of time to ask in a while, she thought to herself.

  He pulled himself out of her and reached for a cloth to wipe himself off with. She limply lay on the couch, completely satiated from their encounter. The final credits of the movie they had playing on the TV were rolling by. Kim managed to pull herself up from her prone position and she reached for the glass of water that was sitting on the nearby coffee table. “You don’t mind, do you?”

  “Nah,” Keith panted. “I think we’re good for sharing water,” he said with a grin, considering they shared considerably more than a few sips of water just now.

  “You have a point,” she said, taking a drink. “Did you have to toss my clothes so far?”

  Keith chuckled as he got up to get them for her. “Sorry, got a little carried away,” he said sheepishly.

  “Eh, it’s okay,” Kim reassured him. “I figure there isn’t much to do in the way of dating in this town, so the only way I can really get to know you guys is to come on over, or invite you over, or whatever.”

  “So, you aren’t gonna regret this tomorrow?”

  “You know, with all this bullshit with Smiley, I’ve come to realize, life is too short for regrets. Living for the now is pretty much all we’ve got right now. Why not enjoy it?” she said with a smile.

  Keith’s earnest, soft face lit up with the biggest smile he could muster. He hoped deep within his soul of souls she would pick him, but, he thought glumly, she needs to give Tony a chance, too. Thing is, the fact that she came to him first boded well for her future choice. The more she’s exposed to him, over Tony, the more the pheromones will influence her choice. Keith tried to form a plan in his mind to be around her as much as he could, without seeming like a creeper.

  CHAPTER SIX

  The next day, Kim was getting ready for work and her cell phone rang. She picked it up and accepted the call, and found dead silence on the other end.

  “Hello?” she asked. “Hello?” her tone getting more demanding. She tapped the hang up button and put it back down on the table. “Fucking telemarketers.”

  She went to the kitchen and tossed some bread in the toaster and rummaged in the cupboards for some peanut butter. She swigged back her cooling coffee and waited for her breakfast to finish up. Her toast popped, she put it on the counter and started to spread peanut butter on it, when her phone rang again.

  She went over to it and noticed the caller ID showed that it was an unknown number, so she answered the call. Silence. More silence echoed on the other end. She put her phone back down on the table and angrily ate her toast while glaring at the stupid device.

  Kim got up and wiped her mouth with the dish cloth that was hanging over the kitchen sink’s faucet and turned off the coffee pot. She grabbed her phone and headed towards her front door. She felt it buzz in her back pocket, but
she decided to ignore it. She was almost late for work.

  She locked her front door and hopped down the stairs of her front porch. Kim looked over and saw Tony mowing his lawn that early Saturday morning. She waved at him with a smile as she jogged to her job at the general store.

  She jogged through the orchard that filled the town square with the aroma of sweet, ripe fruit. The peaches were just about ready to harvest. The cherry trees had been stripped bare and were in the process of being canned by the residents of the tiny town. She missed the boat, but Keith assured her he would barter for some canned pie filling and jam for her from Betty, the wife of Rusty, the head shaman and her boss, the owner of the general store.

  She opened the front door of the general store, causing the old cow bell to announce her arrival to the wizened Rusty who stood at the cash register preparing the drawer for the day. “G’morning, stranger,” he greeted her. “Back to the grind, eh? Good, been getting tired of covering for ya.”

  Kim laughed. “I’m sorry. Kinda hard to want to work when you’ve got some creep show stalking around wanting to kill you.”

  “True, that,” Rusty replied. “He won’t be around for much longer. One of the boys will catch him. That’s one thing both of them are good at. If Tony can’t figure out how to find him, Keith will. Keith’s got those crazy internet connection things going.”

  Kim smiled warmly. “I bet he does. Anyway, I’d like to get started. At least this place isn’t a total wreck. I figured with Junior running the show it would have burnt down by now.”

  Rusty snorted. “Nah, I keep that boy well away from the front of the store. He’s too simple to run the front end. Good for muscle, not much for keeping track of pennies. He loses count after three. Was me and Betty here for the time you were gone, sometimes Keith came in to volunteer. Jessica Pine’s boy came in to sweep the store one night; he was the lil gaffer you gave a fright to when you came in looking for work.”