Gail moved into his arms, taking comfort from his warmth and smell. He was tired, so tired even she could feel it. Stepping away she looked up at him as he kissed her forehead.
“You look beautiful, Gail. I’m so glad to be home.” He whispered to her.
“Thank you, for everything. I have some food prepared for you if you’re hungry.” She said, taking his hand and guiding him to the dining room.
Jeremy sank tiredly into his chair, eating as if by memory alone. Gail was determined not to ask him any questions tonight so she let him eat in peace, then followed him up to his room. She’d taken the one with access from his room, but walked up with him anyway.
“Sleep tonight, Jeremy, we’ll talk tomorrow, alright? Thank you again!” Gail slipped away to her room, happy that he was home, and that he was not far from her, finally. She knew she’d be shifting soon and had worried he wouldn’t be there. She knew he would be now and that was a relief. She was terrified of what would happen, though she knew it wasn’t painful and there was no threat to her. It was an unknown quantity, something to be feared for now. She didn’t want to do it on her own. She slept peacefully, knowing not that she was safe, but that she was no longer alone.
*** ***
“So, this Creator, this madman, is out to make an army with female were-creatures being forced to birth new were-creatures? Why not just turn men?” Gail asked as she handed a drink to Julia. Julia’s guardian had brought Gail and Julie back together, and they spent a lot of time together now. Julia was small, lithe, and strong; her hair dyed an interesting pattern of blonde and blues. With her blue eyes, she appeared to be too delicate to ever fight back, but she was tough, even before she was attacked. Julia had an intensity about her though, an air that she would not be beaten, no matter what, and that she’d keep fighting. Gail found her beautiful and a pleasure to be around. She’d even had a few dirty thoughts about the woman’s mouth but had brushed them aside as silly. At twenty-three, Julia was in her prime and knew how to show that off.
“Because males who have been turned aren’t as powerful as those of us that have been born to it. We are more likely to have special powers than those turned as well. You may notice after your first times that you can see better, that you can hear better, you may be stronger, or you may be unchanged. Nobody knows what will happen exactly, but it won’t be painful; it won’t change who you are, not physically anyway.”
“Will we kill?” Julia asked, fear tinging her voice.
“No, not unless you are in danger, then you will always have the ability to choose, the same as in your human form. You won’t change, but you will be more your animal self in this form. I’m thirty-two years old; I’ve not killed anyone yet when I’ve shifted.” Jeremy assured them.
“Good. So what are we doing about him?” Gail asked. She used a tone that brooked no argument, her expression underlining that thought.
“Well, we search; we investigate, and we find him. Then we end this madness. An army to take over the world with. It’s ridiculous and goes against our ways. If there are too many of us, there will be problems. We can’t afford to have those problems. He has to be dealt with. The Committee will take care of that though, not us. Now, what did you two have in mind for the rest of the night?” Jeremy asked, as though the women had something planned. He wasn’t going to make assumptions, but he’d been watching the looks they gave each other. He saw there was something there but wasn’t going to push. Not much anyway, he was a man after all, he thought with a wicked smile.
“Oh, um, well…” Gail cut off her response as Jeremy’s mobile chirped.
“Hello. You’re sure it’s him? Yes, I’ll get them out tonight. Yes, both. We’ll leave tonight, yes. No, I won’t leave a trail. Just have her stuff brought to my house, quickly. We’ll leave in two hours.” Jeremy clicked the phone off and turned to Gail and Julia.
“Get your clothes ready, we’re going to Portugal. Have you got a passport? Good, we’ll need that, bring it with you. Ever been to Portugal ladies? We’re heading there tonight. It seems the Creator has discovered who you two are, where you’re being kept, and has plans for you. I have a house there that’s untraceable. We’re going to take you there. He apparently wants to kidnap you both and use you. I won’t let that happen.
Chapter Three
Gail looked out from her patio to the ocean before her. Filled with fruit trees, olive trees, and nut trees the air was beautifully scented and a constant breeze blew. She went back into the house, something out of a fantasy with large gaping windows to catch the breeze, cool pastel colours, and three levels of open rooms. Everything about the house was designed to keep it cool in the summer and warm in the winter. She loved it and spent a lot of time outside. Jeremy brought them here a week ago, now serenity was settling in as her time to shift approached. Tonight was the night, the moon was going to be full and Jeremy was ready for both women to shift.
They were all still tiptoeing around each other. There was attraction there, but nobody wanted to step on any delicate toes or sore spots. Gail had never been attracted to a woman before, but Julia held her attention. Jeremy was also a force to be reckoned with, and Gail knew there was going to come a breaking point for all of them. And she couldn’t wait for the sparks to finally fly.
As the sun sank and darkness descended, electricity started to sizzle over Gail’s skin. She looked down at her arms but she couldn’t see anything happening, it was only sensation. Then she sensed Julia and Jeremy behind her and turned to Jeremy with a question on her lips. Before she could ask the question; she shifted, her clothes falling in a pile around her, the soft yellow sundress she’d worn now adorning her head as if it were a veil.
What stood in Gail’s place was a large tiger, orange, black, and white stripes running the length of her, a long tail waving in warning behind her. Jeremy and Julia watched her, noticing that Gail’s clear eyes still stared out at them. Gail roared then, jumping away from the pair, bounding along the walls of the house until she stood on the roof, looking out at the scene before her. Moments later, two more tigers joined her, then they too bounded down into the woods behind the house to run free and wild.
Gail could not think as she could when she was a human, but there were thoughts, and enjoyment of the run, enjoyment of the scents she could smell. She ran to Julia and knocked her over playfully, the pair wrestling as they pushed each other through a stream, into some leaves piled on the ground. They stared into each other’s eyes, a stillness taking over them all as the women shifted back into their human forms. Still Julia and Gail stared into each other’s eyes, neither moving until Jeremy knelt down beside them in human form. He reached a hand out to Gail’s face, unable to resist touching her lips. She smiled up at him, and then darted away in tiger form again.
Jeremy and Julia shifted as well, chasing after Gail. It was amazing, Gail thought. This sense of freedom filling her heart with joy as she ran, back to the house. She climbed the walls, hopping from one patio to the next, and was amazed at her dexterity. She entered her bedroom window, effortlessly shifting back into human form as she did so, heading straight for the shower. As the water heated up she let it flow over her hair and down her body, looking out of the open door at Jeremy and Julia. Julia smiled back at her, and mouthed the word “later” before slipping back off into the darkness in her tiger form to prowl the night.
Jeremy stared, however, lost in the beauty of the woman before him. Her breasts were high and firm, her waist round and feminine. Her hips and buttocks were also something a man could get his hands on and he slipped into the shower with her, running his hands over her water slickened skin, sliding up to tease her nipples delicately. She pushed her buttocks back into Jeremy, inviting him in, wanting more than just his touch.
She moved like a cat, stretching her arms up over her head to place her hands against the wall, so she could push her bottom out even more. Gail gasped as his fingers slid between her legs, his fingers sliding into her body, a
pleasure she’d longed for. Gail cried out as he stroked her from the inside and the water ran off the tips of her breasts. He moved, sitting on the bench beside her so that he could pull her towards him, lifting one leg so that he could run his tongue up slick folds.
They didn’t speak but Gail sighed as Jeremy explored her body, her moans filling the steamy air. She leaned back against the shower wall and let him explore at his leisure, her pleasure building with each lapping stroke of his tongue and each thrust of his fingers inside of her. He listened intently waiting for her breath to change, the signal that she was close to completion, before pulling her down onto his hard cock.
Jeremy slid into Gail’s body easily, eagerly, weeks of longing culminating in a wet slick entry that left them both gasping. Gail was actually panting now, wanting to move but afraid to break the spell of the moment.
“Don’t move yet, please, whatever you do. Let me gather my wits a bit first.” Jeremy let the words slide into her ear quietly. He leaned back, feeling himself slide deeper into her body, stretching her with his length, and moaned as he exhaled, pulling back so he could thrust back into her.
“No,” he ground out, “this isn’t going to work; I want you under me.” He said, which made Gail giggle, then stood up, lifting her with him easily and carried her to the bed with her legs wrapped around his waist. Gail stopped giggling as he let her fall back onto the bed, still standing in front of her and leaned down to kiss her. Gail moaned into his mouth, loving his taste, the way he ran his tongue over her bottom lip to get her to open wider. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him to her as he began to move inside of her again.
Jeremy thrust into her as his fingers found her nipples, groaning in triumph as her head fell back, her arms went over her head, and her back arched off the bed. He watched as her hands moved, digging into the duvet, loving how her eyes rolled back in her head as her hips ground into him and her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper into her body.
Jeremy moved, sweet and slow at first but quickly he upped the pace, enjoying every moment of being inside Gail. He listened again, the sound of their skin slapping together its own aphrodisiac, her panting coming quicker, until she stopped. She took in a deep breath and Jeremy watched, captivated as her back bowed even more and a guttural cry of satisfaction and joy ripped from her throat. He allowed himself to follow her then, joining her in more than simple release; for the first time he truly felt like he’d joined himself with another human being, that he followed them into ecstasy. This time Jeremy simply wasn’t cumming, emptying out his stress and frustrations, this time he was sharing himself, giving himself to a woman, and he felt her take him and lead him to heights he’d never been to before.
Gail let out a ragged breath, too senseless to speak, as the waves of pleasure ebbed. She’d never felt anything like that before. She’d cum before, through her own machinations or that of a temporary lover but she’d never felt a connection with that person, like she’d actually given something of her own being over to that person. She felt joined to Jeremy now, as though they’d claimed each other, or marked each other, and she wondered if they hadn’t actually done just that. Opening her eyes she smiled up at him. Jeremy smiled back and brushed her hair from her face.
“You alright?” He asked gently.
“Mmhmm, perfect. You?” She replied.
“About the same. Perfect, complete, whole for the first time in my life. You’ve given me so much in such a short time, Gail, so very much. And I love you for it. I will love you always for who you are and what you’ve given me.”
“And I love you Jeremy Stonebridge. If you were dirt poor and homeless, I’d still love you. You’ve given me just as much as I’ve given you, and I don’t just mean the wealth part. You’ve given me companionship, love, and a chance to grow. I couldn’t ask for any more than that.” She smiled at him again, feeling shy and at a loss for words to express herself adequately. How do you tell someone you’ve turned their whole world upside down but in a good way? She cuddled up beside him when he came to rest beside her, throwing her leg over his abdomen to hold him close as she listened to his strong heart beating within his chest. She fell asleep there, feeling safe, loved, and at peace. She moved later, when Julia came in and lay down on the other side of her, taking comfort from the warmth of the other woman’s body behind her and the heat from the man in front of her. Cocooned, she slept deeply, not hearing a sound
*** ***
Jeremy woke the next morning, alone, cold, and confused. Searching the house he found he was completely alone, both Gail and Julia gone. All he found was a length of rope, small enough to tie someone up but large enough to not break. They were gone, and he had no idea when they’d been taken or where they were. Jeremy caught himself before he let out a roar, going back to Gail’s room to retrieve his mobile to make the first of several calls.
Chapter Four
Gail woke up in a dark room, with no memory of how she got there or who brought her there. She could sense Julia beside her and tried to wake the other woman up. Julie came around, groggily. It seemed they’d been drugged somehow, but Gail wasn’t sure how. She had an idea about who had her but no idea of anything else.
Using her teeth she managed to get the rope off of her wrists before working it off of her ankles. Turning to the still groggy Julia, she helped her to remove her bonds as well then pulled the smaller woman close, trying to see her face in the darkness.
“I have to guess that whatever they gave us; they gave you too much and not enough to me. Come on little babe, open those eyes for me, we have to figure out how to get out of here.” Julia’s head lolled on her shoulders, but she opened her eyes, one at a time.
“Where are we?” Julia slurred.
“I have no idea but it’s dark so maybe we can escape unnoticed. Come on, follow me.” Gail pulled Julia up off of the floor and pulled the other woman to a crack of light she spied in the darkness. As she suspected it was a door. Putting her ear to the door, she could hear two men talking.
“You gave them enough to keep them out for a while then? That dark headed one is big, I hope you gave her a double dose.” Gail thought indelicate thoughts about the man, hoping he caught syphilis. “Well, head on back to the main house then, the boss wants us to go out and get two more tonight so we have to hurry. He wants to start his ‘operations’ soon.” Gail could just see the air quotes as he spoke.
Gail listened as the men left then cracked the door open wide. She quietly stepped out of the door, listening for any sounds. She heard nothing so she pulled Julia along behind her, hoping to find an exit soon. She crept through the building and found a door in the back. Opening it, she saw it was an exit leading into an alley. The other end opened onto a street. She quickly pulled Julia along with her, heading out of the alley and ducking into a shop on the corner of the street. Looking out she could see more shops with words in Spanish instead of the Portuguese she’d become accustomed to.
“Okay, how long were we out because they’ve had time to bring us to Spain, obviously. Right, come on Julia, let’s find the police and get out of here. Wherever here is.”
Searching through her pockets, wondering who dressed her, Gail didn’t find anything of use except a little bit of money. Counting it up, she found she had twenty euros, which might be enough to make a phone call. Spying a phone booth, she pulled Julia along with her and dialled, hoping Jeremy would soon pick up.
“Hello?” he answered, hope in his voice.
“Jeremy! It’s Gail. I have Julia with me, but I have no idea where we are. Spain, I think.”
“Just stay on the line sweetheart, and we’ll find you.”
“I’m so glad to hear your voice! What the hell happened?” Gail asked.
“I have no idea but we’re going to get you out of there; I have both of your passports and a plane ready. Alright, I want you to go to this address, look on the other side of the road there, do you see it? Go there, now, just get in th
ere; you’ll have security and everything else you need. I’ll be there shortly, alright? I love you darling, now go! Just drop the phone and go!” Jeremy implored.
Gail ran across the street, Julia in tow, until she was in the reception area of the hotel being ushered to an elevator with three burly men surrounding her and Julia. The lift quickly had them at the penthouse suite where the room was speedily looked over by the guards who positioned themselves at the door and at the windows. Gail left Julia in the bed to sleep off the effects of whatever they’d been given and took up her own position at the window, watching for Jeremy to arrive.
She fell asleep after one of the men moved a chair over for her to sit in, her head against the window pane. She awoke when she felt Jeremy enter the room. He rushed to her, saw that she was safe and swept her up into his arms to hold her close. Gail launched herself at the same time he pulled, and they landed on the bed beside Julia, tangled up in each other both kissing each other’s face. Julia awoke, looking at them both like they were insane.
“What the hell? Can’t a girl get some sleep around here? Erm, who are those men and why are they in my room?” Julia asked, clueless about all that had transpired.
“You really don’t remember a thing, Julia?” Gail asked.
“No, I don’t, Gail, where are we?” Julia asked, a definite tone of fear entering her voice.
“We’re in Spain, but not for long; I’m taking you ladies home to England. The Committee now have the Creator in their own version of a secret prison, and he won’t be seeing the light of day again anytime soon. They tracked him from that warehouse he was holding you in, then nabbed him as he tried to escape into Morocco. Now, I’m going to take you two home and we’re going to start living our lives, as we should have done long ago. You two ready to go? I’ve sent all of your stuff from Portugal ahead and actually, if you’d like we can go back there.”
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