Shifters & Bad Boys Bundle (Shifters & Bad Boys. Man love, bdsm, and rockstar romance. Book 1)

by Anita Lawless

  Ethan whirled around and aimed his gun. “Yeah, well the triad just gained a couple more allies. Eat bullets, bitch.”

  He pulled the trigger on a semi-automatic pistol, but the round didn’t faze the scientist. He just kept coming, bullets pinging off his body.

  “Dammit,” Ethan backed up and looked at Warren, at the others. “He’s infused his DNA with so many monsters…” He shook his head. “But the stone giant DNA has made him virtually indestructible.”

  “He’s got to have some weak points,” Warren said, scanning the scientist.

  Ethan’s face suddenly brightened. “Wait a minute.” He drew closer to Warren and his companions. “His eyes! They should still be softer than the rest of him. If we take those out, we may be able to take him out completely.”

  Warren nodded then looked to Sid and Avery. “Guys, I say we give him all we’ve got. I think I’m ready to let the wolf out. I can handle it.”

  Sid and Avery looked apprehensive, but they agreed. “Come on,” Sid said. “We have a prophecy to fulfill.”

  Fangs extended and the vampire’s eyes flashed a ruby red. The mountain troll seemed to stretch taller, his skin taking on a faint glow, and his yellow eyes gleamed brilliantly. Warren coaxed his wolf up from his depths, communed with it, and in time with Ethan he set the beast free. Fur sprouted. His jaw snapped painfully, cracked, and elongated. His chest expanded and his knees turned backward. He lost control momentarily under the intense assault of pain, but he reeled in the wolf quickly, sharing his body well with the creature. As the two minds became one, Warren focused on the scene before him.

  The scientist’s face had taken on a stony appearance, like that of a craggy cliff. Grant held Sid aloft and the vampire thrashed in his grip, trying to position his mouth to bite the scientist, trying to kick him with his flailing feet. Avery came up quickly behind them, fists poised and ready to strike. Warren looked to Ethan, and the two sprang into fully transformed action.

  Just as Avery struck the scientist on the jaw, Warren tried to sink teeth into Grant’s ankle. But the flesh would not yield. His tooth cracked, and brief pain lanced his mouth as his canines met the equivalent of smooth, solid rock.

  The scientist barely moved from Avery’s blow, and now he pulled back with his free hand and landed a punch under the mountain troll’s chin. It sent the massive troll flying, much as it had Drake earlier.

  His eyes, Warren thought, I’ve got to get to his eyes.

  He sprang up and snapped at the scientist’s face. In his transformed state, Warren could walk on all fours or two, so he brought up one clawed paw and lashed at the scientist’s eyes. The tips of his talons sunk into warm, soft jelly and Grant’s eyes popped. The scientist screamed and tried to yank back from Warren. Runny white and yellow goo trickled down Grant’s face.

  The successful attack seemed to act as a trigger. The scientist quieted as he went to his knees, holding his face, but then suddenly he stiffened, straightening his back as he let free an agonized cry.

  As Warren watched, chunks of hard, grey flesh cracked and fell away. Soon, the scientist’s skeleton was visible. He screamed and screamed until his mouth disintegrated and his skeleton crumbled.

  “His body must’ve rejected the stone giant’s DNA,” Drake said, coming up behind the party as he rubbed his head and wobbled on unsteady legs. “Looks like the genetic cocktail backfired on him after all.”

  Warren pulled his wolf back in and assumed a human form once again. Sid and Avery, too, put the more obvious monster traits away for now. They gathered together, the four of them, and surveyed the remains of Grant Digby. Not much more than dust was left.

  “So what now?” Warren asked. “He’s gone, but Purity still stands…”

  Drake answered, “The basement of this place is filled with chemicals. Most of them are highly explosive. Ethan and I know exactly where they are. Wouldn’t take much for us to send this place up.”

  Avery stirred at that moment and Sid went to help him up. Warren gave them a quick glance to make sure the troll was all right before he turned to Drake and Ethan. “What’re you saying? There are people down there, monsters—”

  Ethan held up a hand, silencing Warren. “Werewolf, the people down there are in the same state as he was. Genetic soup that won’t last.” He pointed to the dusty remains of the scientist. “And the monsters?” This made him look away for a moment, but Warren noticed his eyes were misty with grief before he did so. “Let’s just say death would be a better option for Purity’s human and monsterkind.”

  Warren went to object again, but he felt a big hand curl around his left shoulder and a slightly smaller one curl around his right. He looked up at Avery first.

  “He’s right, Warren,” Avery said. “It would be more compassionate to let them go. It might sound cold, but…”

  “What about you two?” Sid said to Ethan and Drake.

  Drake looked at Ethan, and Ethan returned the look. It was the rainforest troll who spoke. “We’re going down with it.” Drake gripped Ethan’s hand. “We’ve decided.”

  “We can’t just let you die!” Warren protested.

  Drake gave him a sad, tired smile. “If we go back with you, Ethan and I will still meet our deaths. What we’ve done gets you executed in Underground.” He glanced to Sid and Avery. “We all know that. Let Ethan and I die here, please. Let us right our wrongs against monsterkind in some small way.”

  Warren wasn’t quite ready to accept this yet. “But the explosion will cause a forest fire.”

  Ethan walked forward and laid a hand on his shoulder. “Rain’s coming down hard out there, and I suspect this storm will last for days once it really sets in. That’ll keep away any threat of fire.”

  Warren nodded slowly, backed away, sighed. “So that’s it then.”

  “That’s it,” Drake said. “Now go. Get off the island before that storm hits hard.”

  Warren looked to his troll and vampire companions. “Then I guess our work here is done.”

  Avery threw one last narrowed eyed look at Ethan and Drake. “Can we really trust you to do this?”

  Sid touched him on the arm. “Read their energy. We can trust them.”

  With that, the troll agreed, and the triad made their way out of the Purity lab.

  As they drew closer to the coast the rain fell harder, and the blocky white building that made up Purity’s operation burst in an orange ball of rising flames and thick grey smoke. It let out a boom that echoed throughout the forest as it exploded.

  ***

  Warren, Sid, and Avery descended into Underground. Once more in the embrace of his new home, Warren made the conscious decision to stay here, among the monsters, forever.

  Together, he and his companions walked down dusty streets, in between buildings made of loamy sand, until they reached what Warren had come to think of as the giant sandcastle since he first saw it. Council Headquarters. Its towers seemed to precariously balance atop the body of the castle. Great spires reached high, brushing the ceiling of their subterranean home. He and his companions ascended the twisted staircase, spoke words of entry, and waited for the massive door to descend upon the landing.

  Quickly they made their way to the throne room. The soothing glow of purple crystals embraced them. The circle of ornate thrones unfurled and elongated before them, revealing the Council Of Twelve. From these thrones, three creatures floated forward to greet them. The gorgon, Nadu, with his oily indigo snakes writhing high above his head. The gigantic, shaggy satyr Sid had communed with on their first visit, and a creature Warren recognized as a djinn. The djinn reminded him of the one he and Sid had played with at the sex bazaar, in the heart of this monster world, only this one had violet skin and eyes that matched the glow of the room.

  “You’ve done well, triad,” Nadu’s eyes glowed a dark purple as he spoke. “All of Underground is grateful. You will always have a home here, and the protection of Council Headquarters.”

  Warren and his com
panions bowed to the three and gave their thanks. Then each monster approached, placing their fingers against foreheads.

  “Now, enjoy a reward,” Nadu told Warren and the others.

  Warren let the gorgon’s energy drift into him. Soon he was lost in a sea of writhing flesh. Hands touched him all over, stroking his chest, the smooth plane of his stomach. Fingers caressed his face, his neck, tickled his scrotum and coiled around his cock, squeezing it. Then lips, tongues, and teeth joins the hands. Curves of muscle in his back were kissed, brushed lightly with the edge of lips. A tongue teased at the opening in his cock. Teeth tugged at the soft flesh of his sac. He was awash in ecstasy, and he wondered if the others experienced the same paradise, or was each experience unique to the individual?

  Like the last time he was at Council Headquarters and he experienced this mind bliss, he remained partially aware of his body in the real world. There, no one touched him, yet his body still felt all this erotic stimulation.

  A hot, wet mouth slipped down his erection. He sighed as this velvety bliss held him tight. A form straddled his chest and swept fingers over his pecs. He noticed this form was made of vibrant color, like the others. His lovers came in shades of the rainbow, but they lacked faces, other than skilled mouths that nipped, teased, kissed, and licked. At times faces almost solidified, and he thought he saw Sid smiling down as he straddled him. Then the lover on his chest slipped away, and the lover at his cock looked up. It seemed the troll’s visage passed briefly over the form between his knees. He let his head fall back, his eyes close, as the form deep throated his twitching cock.

  His skin became bliss. Every nerve seemed to drift on a soft cloud of sensation. It was as if he’d left his body and gone completely into this mind world.

  The form between his legs teased his glans, while another form solidified beneath him. While the lover between his legs gave him an expert blow job, the one beneath him massaged him from shoulders to hips, then it stroked his ass crack with slick, skilled fingers. It opened him up and probed deep inside. His prostrate went from a burning ember of desire to full fire.

  A tongue swept up his shaft. A hand squeezed at the base of his cock. Lips and teeth teased his balls. Warren moaned in pure ecstasy.

  Then a plump, slippery cock glided between his ass cheeks. It nudged a meaty head into his tight hole and he pushed into its entry, groaning out his delight. He moved in time with this invasion, matching the rhythm of the cock inside his anus. He squeezed with sphincter muscles, heightened the tingling that built inside his rectum.

  Suddenly the orgasm raced through his cock as the mouth on his shaft milked him faster. He pumped frantically between those talented lips, spilling seed from his pulsing dick until he was completely spent. Moments later the orgasm growing in his prostrate burst wide open and spilled through him in warm waves. He sighed and felt as if he melted into all this bliss.

  When he came out of the mindscape, he found Avery and Sid were just detaching from the council members they’d communed with.

  Nadu slipped back, along with the others, toward their thrones. “Now, go home Children of Monsters. And know that the triad is blessed.”

  ***

  Warren rested between Sid and Avery in the troll’s voluminous bed. Now, after all the upheaval and adventure he’d gone through with them in such a short time, he felt himself coming down. His nerves thrummed as they still hung on to memories from their fight to save monsters, to destroy Purity. His mind buzzed like a nest of bees. Muscles in his legs and arms occasionally twitched.

  “Will you keep still?” the troll grumbled as he turned to face Warren.

  On the other side of them, Sid laughed. “Quit snarking at that new guy, troll. After all we’ve been through he’s allowed to be jumpy.”

  Avery muttered something else, but with his face partially pressed into the pillow Warren didn’t catch it.

  He looked at his two companions, briefly bit his lips, then mustered the courage to say what he needed to say, “So, now we’re done saving monsterkind … what about us? What happens to the triad?”

  Sid propped himself up on one elbow, blue eyes shining bright. Those cherry red lips of his curled into a smile, showing off his Botticelli beauty. He looked to Avery, and Warren looked to. The troll had tucked a great arm under his side and lay propped up. His yellow eyes glimmered, and Warren swore he saw the ghost of a smile on his lips, but it was hard to tell with the troll.

  Sid spoke first. “Well, it would probably be bad luck to break a prophesized triad up.” He glanced from Warren to Avery. “Don’t you think?”

  Avery did smile this time. In that moment Warren watched his features soften and he thought how handsome the rugged brute could be. “You think we can stand each other forever? All three of us?”

  “Well, as long as you learn to share better,” Sid quipped.

  Avery rolled his eyes. “See what I had to put up with before you came along, Warren? Hmmm…maybe you’ll make life with a vampire more tolerable.” Then he raked a heated stare over Warren’s naked body. “So if we’re staying together, shouldn’t we consummate this union?”

  Warren chuckled. “You monsters never miss a chance to get laid. Not that I’m complaining.”

  A deep laugh rumbled up from the troll’s brawny chest. “Of course not. You’re one of us, after all.”

  The troll bent down to kiss him, gently sipping at Warren’s lips. His bristly beard scraped and tickled, but the werewolf enjoyed the feeling. It only added to the eroticism of the moment. As he did so, Sid’s smooth, slender hands glided up Warren’s chest. The vampire teased his nipples with flicks of finger and sharp pinches. He soon moaned into Avery’s mouth from the attention.

  The troll’s beefy hand slithered down his torso, teased his belly button, then he brushed fingers whisper light over Warren’s groin. He arched his hips up, trying to press his cock into the troll’s hand, but the troll just chuckled into their kiss and shifted his hand down to Warren’s balls. He teased and pinched the thin skin until the werewolf thrust his hips and groaned.

  Avery nestled his head into the crook of his neck. He sighed as bristles scraped skin while a tongue sheathed him in soft heat. Sid’s hands explored every inch of him in an erotic massage. He kneaded Warren’s tense shoulders, worked out the knots in his biceps, arms, and lower back. Then the caress ceased as the troll rolled him onto his back, licking and sucking his way down the werewolf’s body as he did so.

  Sid straddled Warren’s chest and smiled down at him. “Let’s switch up positions this time. I want to fuck that beautiful face of yours.” He trailed a finger down Warren’s cheek.

  Tight wetness encased the werewolf’s cock, while the vampire poked his plump cock head between his lips. He suckled the glans at first, not letting his lover plunge the rest of his dick into his mouth. He flit his tongue rapidly over the pre-cum spurting hole, loving the way the vampire threw back his head and moaned when he did so.

  The troll’s beard tickled and poked his balls when he gobbled the werewolf’s cock to the root. It amped up the sensation, making Warren cry out and buck his hips up high. He could hear his lover slurping at his erection in delight. Then a tongue pressed into his balls and licked them thoroughly. He thrashed and moaned around the vampire’s dick.

  His vampire lover placed a hand atop the werewolf’s head, holding him in perfect position while he thrust into his mouth in a steady rhythm. Warren reached between Sid’s legs and tweaked his balls. His other hand molded to the vampire’s ass, feeling the muscles ripple there as he gripped him and guided his tempo. He made lavish sweeps over the vampire’s shaft, tongued beneath the ridge. Then he milked his lover with a hand so he could thoroughly suck and lick his tender sac. Before he returned his mouth to the vampire’s cock, he slowly, seductively, licked each finger while Sid watched. Lust darkened his eyes.

  The troll between his legs pressed two fingers to his quivering asshole. He stretched and prepared Warren, he knew, for the massive
cock that would follow. His rectum gripped the probing fingers, clenching and pulling them deeper inside. Sensing his enthusiasm, the troll added a third, then fourth, finger. He curled these as he languidly thrust in and out the werewolf’s ass.

  In time with the finger fucking the troll gave him, the werewolf eased two, then three, spit slickened fingers up the vampire’s ass. He pumped in and out, stroking his lover’s prostrate in a rhythm that matched the troll’s.

  Soon the plump head of a cock stretched the werewolf’s asshole. He moaned loudly as it entered him, sending vibrations up through the penis embedded in his mouth. The vampire’s mouth fell open and he clutched at a hank of the werewolf’s hair as he fucked his face quicker still. Warren gagged a bit around the ardent thrusts, but he got control of the choking and swallowed around his lover’s pumping dick. This drove the vamp’s pleasure higher still, and he let out a shrill squeal of enjoyment.

  The werewolf pushed down with his ass, trying to take the large cock that invaded his rectum even deeper. He relished in its smooth, slick caress. His inner walls thrummed with pleasure. His prostrate pulsed and felt as if it expanded.

  As the trolls’ thrusts grew carnal, fierce, his scrotum slapped into Warren’s audibly. Warren enjoyed the way the soft skin slid over soft skin as it met. He let his rectum relax completely so he could take the troll as deep as he could. Finally, the troll wrapped a hand around the werewolf’s hard on and began to milk him with a feral grip. The werewolf had to take the vampire’s cock from his mouth and work it with a hand. The pleasure engulfed him so completely, he was afraid of clamping down with teeth when he got too lost in bliss.

  The vampire fucked his hand ardently, and soon cum sprayed from the leaking hole and spattered Warren’s chest, his chin, his face. He licked pearly droplets from his lips. Soon his own cock spurt out release, all over his stomach and all over the troll’s hand. Warren arched his back deep and cried out loudly in the throes of orgasm. A second climax followed soon after, and he and the troll came together as his lover buried his cock deep in his ass and pumped in sharp, fierce jabs as semen spilled out of him.