by Sierra Brave
“Only from you. You wouldn’t want to go for a run with me, would you?”
“Run? Like jogging?” She scrunched up her nose. I know you’re a gym rat, but I’m not big into working out.”
A grin stretched across his face as he shook his head. “I mean go out in the woods, shed our clothes and shift.”
Her eyes widened as her lips curved into a smile and she nodded. “Let’s go.”
He took her by the hand, urging her along as he ran. His infectious excitement encouraged her to take long strides to keep up with him. She held onto the railing with her free hand as they bounded down the stairs. Once they hit the first floor and he started for the back entrance, she offered resistance. “Maybe we should take the golf cart. There’s a lot of acreages before we’ll hit the woods.”
He pursed his lips. “Hmm, I hadn’t considered that, but how about we open the garage door. I shift while you throw a blanket, some water, and maybe our clothes in a saddlebag. Load me up and ride me.”
She lifted an eyebrow. You’d let me ride you?”
He nodded.
“Pfft, most equine shifters don’t let anyone ride them accept a human spouse.”
“You’d be human-looking while you rode me.” He shrugged.
She bit down on her bottom lip, her elation swirling around in her stomach. “I haven’t ridden in years. I can load you up and then I’ll shift.”
“Cool.” The two hurried into the garage. Suki remembered when the area was filled with cars. Only the doc’s van and her car remained. Mal must have parked outside.
She turned around to face him and gasped, her eyes bulging as she took in his fully nude form. She’d seen him in the bedroom, but he’d been so aggressive in his single-minded pursuit of her body, she hadn’t had the time to properly appreciate all the hard work he’d put into making himself an Adonis. His limbs and torso looked as if they’d been sculpted by God himself.
He struck a pose for her, flirtatiously moving his hips before he danced around in a circle, allowing her a peek at his top-shelf ass and muscular back and shoulders. “You!” She shook her head and waved him off. “Shift already.”
He chuckled. “Yes, ma’am.”
She stood back, allowing him room as he stretched his arms above his head before his body began to morph. “I’ll get the bag.” She knew there was one in the cabinet pushed against the wall. When she retrieved the satchel, she found a blanket already inside. That’s lucky or I’d have to track my rear back inside to the linen closet.
The sounds of nickering drew her attention and she turned to take a look at Mal’s second form. “Wow, you are one beautiful Thoroughbred. She ran her palm down his neck and over his strong back before burdening him with the bag and fastening its straps. She slipped off her clothes and added them to the pack’s contents before grabbing a couple of bottles of water from an over-flow refrigerator against the wall and throwing them inside as well.
After she walked around to his face, he lowered his head nudging her shoulder gently. She rubbed his muzzle. “So sleek in a gorgeous and glossy deep, dark brown. My inner self isn’t quite so perfect. A broad forehead and thick mane—I’m a mixed breed with a bit Hmong, making me smaller than I might have otherwise been but I’ve enough quarter horse to keep me within standard size. Even my creamy-white coat isn’t particularly pretty.”
Mal shook his horse from side-to-side as if to rebuke her. He lifted a hoof and clomped the foot back down a few times as if clapping for her, cheering her on. She snickered, walking back to the door, dressed in nothing but her birthday suit. She pressed one of three buttons in the garage that would lift one of the doors before finding an area large enough to start her transformation.
She stretched her neck upward and bent forward, her hands and arms taking the form of equine limbs before her hooves hit the cement floor. She gasped for air and her tongue grew and her muzzle took shape. As soon as she shifted completely, she bolted from the garage and trotted off toward the woods. Mal was on her heels and then beside her. They galloped at a steady pace until they’d passed through the back yard.
Suki ran at full speed toward the tree line, but Mal easily caught up with her. As they approached the staggered rows of oaks and pines, both horses slowed to a canter. They maneuvered through the trees, playfully jumping and whinnying.
When they neared a small cliff, Mal moved back and forth in a manner that suggested he wanted her to follow him. They walked until he entered a ridge. The fit tight prevented her from walking beside him so she couldn’t see where they were headed. I trust him.
She trotted behind him for nearly a tenth of a mile before they exited into a cave. Sunbeams blasted light through a great doline overhead, illuminating the cavern’s natural beauty and allowing foliage to grow around a small pool fed by a tiny stream. Eager to take a closer look, Suki shifted to her human form. Surprisingly, the cave wasn’t chilly. She unfastened the pack from Mal and pulled it off onto the ground. In a few seconds, his body began to contort and transform until he stood before her in all his glorious nudity.
“Malcolm, it’s so beautiful.” She turned around in a circle observing the area in awe.
He stepped closer to her, pulling her into his arms. “I thought you might want to see the only thing on the mountain anywhere near as pretty as you.”
She balled up her fist and punched his arm. “Are you kidding me? I bet you say that to every girl you take here.” She laughed until she glanced at his face and noted his serious expression.
“Dash and I found this place when we were still kids. As far as I know, until today he and I are the only two people who have been here since my father purchased the land.”
She smiled. “Thank you for sharing it with me.”
His erection pressed against her as he tightened his hold around her waist while leaning down to anchor his lips against hers. She kissed him readily, opening her mouth to let him taste her deeply. Their tongues collided, twisting and teasing in a sultry dance as they explored each other’s bodies with their hands. His fingers slid down the crevice of her bottom, searching for her hidden entrance. As he brushed a digit over the hole, she gasped, breaking the kiss.
“Mal?”
“I’ll lay out the blanket where the floor is dry.”
She stood trembling, hugging her torso as she watched him prepare a place for them to make love. As his pheromones filled the air all around them, betraying the secret of his desperate thirst, she walked forward with small, frightened steps. He’d had her twice already, but this time somehow seemed different, more magical. Am I about to have all I ever wanted?
As she stepped closer, he stood. He reached for her, yanking her into his arms. Her breasts pressed against his hot, hard torso as he squeezed her ass. She moaned and he captured her lips with his own, pushing his tongue inside to couple with hers. Her heart thumped, pounding way up into her ears. She had to summon every ounce of rational thinking to turn her head and pull away. She placed her palms on his chest, pushing him further from her.
His heart pounded beneath her hand as she searched his face. “What’s wrong?”
Her head was filled with him, and his pheromones had her aching for his touch, but she had to be sure. “Why do you want me?”
“Because every time I go near you, my body goes crazy, and when I leave you, my brain is consumed by thoughts of you.”
She closed her eyes and pursed her lips, turning her head. “That’s a biochemical reaction to our reproductive compatibility.”
“Bullshit. It’s fate. You and I belong together.”
“Why? How do you know you will be happy with me?”
“You are beautiful.” He placed a hand on each of her buttocks and squeezed. “You’re my exact type right down to the way you place your hand over your mouth or try to purse your lips to hide that tiny overbite when you laugh.”
Her jaw dropped. “You noticed?”
“I can’t take my eyes off you. I see everything.”
She groaned leaning forward and resting her forehead against his chest. “So, you like the way I look.”
“And the way you smell and how damn smart you are. Today, I found out you are well respected by your colleagues and sorely missed.”
She smiled. “I miss the clinic too, but I wouldn’t have trusted anyone else to take care of your father the way I would.”
“You cared so much about him?”
She pulled out of his grasp and sat down on the blanket, patting the place beside her. Mal bent his knees and crawled over next to her, taking the opportunity to rest his head on her thighs. He peered up at her sheepishly as if he half expected her to run him off. She pursed her lips, stifling a giggle as she stroked his brown hair. “At first I only cared about you, but after the one day you rescued me, you never seemed to notice me again.”
“Sorry, I don’t remember. I think it might have been that same day I busted my head.”
“Yeah, from what I’ve pieced together, my birthday, the day we met, the day you lost a part of who you were, and the day your dad realized how much he loved you were all one and the same.”
Mal scoffed. “I still don’t believe he loved me.”
“He did. I know that much for sure. His biggest regret was never having a real relationship with you.”
“Am I supposed to feel sorry for him?” He lifted an eyebrow.
She shook her head. “You should feel what you feel, but be open to forgiving him.”
He pulled his head back. “What’s the point? He’s already gone.”
“For you, so you can begin to heal some of those wounds.”
He shook his head as he gingerly pushed her down. “Talking about him is spoiling the mood.”
“Sorry.” Having him sitting so close to her had put her at her limit. Her pulse raced, and her skin simmered with sexual longing.
He nuzzled at her neck, nibbling at her flesh as he peppered kisses along her skin. He claimed one of her breasts, palming the lobe before tweaking the nipple. She moaned, lifting her chin toward the sky.
“Mmm, you smell delicious.” His teeth raked across her flesh. As her breasts reacted to his touch, he captured a stiffening bud between his lips for a hard suck. Suki cried out, her pussy throbbing.
He nipped at her stomach and tongued her navel before slipping her thighs over his shoulders. As he lapped over her slit, she arched her back, lifting her sex for further attention. He seized her clit between his lips, roughly drawing the aching button toward his throat. Suki tightened her stomach, gripping his hair between her fingers as the coiling pressure built up within her.
“Oh, God!” He moved his head left and right, rapidly slathering her pussy with saliva as his tongue teased every sensitive spot. Her muscles clenched as a blast of euphoria overwhelmed all her rational thoughts. Her body quivered as she cried, “Mal, oh, Mal!”
Fast as lightning, he lifted his head, pulling her hips toward him as he moved between her thighs. His mouth covered hers, stealing a quick kiss before he moved onto his knees. Suki stared up at his thick, long shaft, a tiny droplet hanging from this head as he wrapped his hand around the hilt before rolling a condom down over his erection.
“Where’d you hide those?” She wasn’t sure when he’d grabbed rubbers.
“I had a couple in the back pocket of my pants. I grabbed them earlier.” She started to speak but words failed her as he positioned the tip at her entrance and slammed into her. His upper lip curled and his eyes closed partially as he groaned. “So fucking tight.”
She moved her hands around to grasp his ass, her nails pressing into his flesh. He bucked his hips, pounding her pussy. Her feet rested against his shoulders as she moved her pelvis, pushing back against each thrust. “You’re mine, Suki.” The urgency in his voice surprised her as much as his words.
Her eyes wide, she stared up at him, lips parted as she panted. He pulled out, his cock glistening with her wetness. He clutched her shoulder and yanked, quickly maneuvering until he rolled her over on her stomach. She started to move onto her knees but he grasped her ass cheeks, pinching the flesh to separate the crevice and expose her puckered hole. “Mal—” She looked over her shoulder, but as he tilted his head and caught her gaze, the primal insistence she saw in his eyes shook her to her core and struck her dumb.
Warm wetness covered her rim, and she rested the side of her face on the soft, blue, quilted fabric beneath her. Her breasts compressed against the hard ground under the blanket. She gasped while reaching in front of her to clutch the hem, scrunching some of the material in her hands. His tongue moved in a clockwise motion, tracing the rigid ring of muscle for several rotations, arousing nerve endings, sending tingling shocks between her legs and a quiver up the length of her back. He explored deeper, lubricating her with a thick stream of saliva.
“Ah, ah…oh.” His callused thumbs and fingertips touched her roughly, squeezing and kneading her flesh as he lifted his head to nibble and suck, leaving his marks along her thighs and bottom as his pinkie slid into her backside. Guttural sounds caught in her throat as the weight of him kept her in place. He used his foot to nudge her ankle, forcing her legs farther apart before removing his finger and going back with his tongue.
His heavy hand rested at the base of her spine as his face pushed into the divide of her ass, his stubble scraping against her inner cheeks as he went for broke. She raised her bottom as much as she could against the resistance of his strength. Lifting her head and parting her lips, she drew in a heavy breath before he shifted position again.
His weight crushing her, he pulled her hair away from her neck, holding the full mane with one hand as he kissed her nape. His cock throbbed, nestling against the warmth of her crevice. His hands moved along every inch of her from nape to ankle, caressing, tracing, as if memorizing. Every slight change sent new tremors through her body, making her toes curl as she moaned.
“Ahngh!” She nearly lost her breath again as he exposed her darkest hole again, his face dipping down, the five-o’clock-shadow grinding her skin as his tongue slathered her rim. She moaned and writhed. His teeth pressed lightly against her shoulder as a larger finger entered her backside. She bit down on her bottom lip, trying not to clench.
Her heart pounded up to her ears as a torrent of anxiety welled inside her chest and stirred in her stomach. Back and forth, he teased and prepared until he had one palm cupping her pussy, nearly summoning another orgasm and three fingers of the other hand moving in and out of her rear.
The blanket beneath her had to be drenched as small aftershocks of her prior release continued to pulse from her cunt. His weight pinned her again, his breath by her ear as something large and hard positioned against her backdoor. “You’re mine.”
As the head of his cock invaded her ass, she squeezed her eyelids shut and held her breath. He plunged in balls deep, and her eyes popped open as she gasped.
“Mine.” He thrust his hips slowly, and her channel adjusted, accommodating him with only slight discomfort. Oddly enough, as long as he moved, she didn’t feel any pain. Her clit and nipples scooted against the uneven land beneath the blanket, providing pleasurable friction as the heat of his muscular body engulfed her. His sweat dripped down, mingling with her perspiration as she arched her back for each stroke.
She reached for the blanket again, but he grabbed one of her hands, twisting her arm and holding it in the small of her back as he worked his hips in a hypnotic, circular rhythm. A murky hazy covered Suki’s brain as if something primal and secret but as old as time itself was unlocking between them. Every muscle relaxed as she surrendered, allowing herself to be completely, fully claimed by Mal as she had always wanted to be.
Her core tightened as a ripple of bliss developed like a raindrop dangling on a rose petal, and as if letting go and falling, her release tore through her, her muscles clenching as she pushed her pussy down against the blanket. “Agh! Oh, fuck.”
Before she could recuperate, Mal withdrew his
hard cock. She glanced over her shoulder as he ripped the condom off. Two tugs and he exploded, splattering hot cream on her ass and back. He crashed down beside her, his hand on the small of her back, rubbing in slow, circular strokes.
Exhausted, Suki panted, resting her forehead on the ground. Her heart banged at a marathon pace, as pure happiness and satisfaction settled in her gut. Finally, he’s mine. I’ve got everything I always wanted…Mal, my career—oh shit! My advisor meeting! She reached behind her, rubbing the evidence of Mal’s orgasm into her skin as best she could while struggling to her unsteady feet.
Groggily, he squinted as he rolled onto his back. “Suki?”
“Phone, I need a phone.” She rushed to the saddlebag and fished out Mal’s, checking the time. “Shit!” She held it up and moved around the cavern in a circle. The natural formation was beautiful but got shitty cell reception. She tossed his phone back in the bag and looked at Mal as he sat upright. He looked confused, but she’d have to explain later. “I’ve got to go.” She shifted and bolted.
He ran a hand threw his sweat-soaked locks, pushing them away from his face as he frowned. Shit…was I too rough? He scratched his head. What was with the phone? Surely, she didn’t think she needed to call anyone for help? She never said stop or even no. He stood and then staggered over to the bag and retrieved a bottle of water before cracking open the cap and draining a little over half down his throat. Damn, I wish she’d have drunk something before running off…she has to be thirsty too. This isn’t good. Should I run after her or would that scare her? Maybe I’ll allow her a little space and then catch up with her.
He used what little of the blanket they’d left clean and dry to wipe off his dick before putting on his boxer briefs. He surveyed the situation. Without Suki, he had no one to fasten the saddlebag and he wasn’t going to risk, squishing his balls by trying to guess how to shift just right with it already around him.
Fuck that noise. After his sweat dried, he put on the rest of his clothes and boots and packed up the dirty blanket before placing his phone in his back pocket. He and Dash had walked about half the distance to the cave when they were kids before shifting for the rest of the trip. The trek was a bit of a haul, but nothing strenuous compared to his usual workouts even with having to carry the saddlebag. He nodded. It’ll give Suki a minute to stop freaking out and then we can talk when I reach the house.
