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Authors: Zenina Masters

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Chapter Seven

 

 

The Café was bustling, and it was only when they had placed their orders that Fred sat back and asked, “Tell me about your family?”

Hektor took a sip of water and sighed. “Both of my parents are academics. The Falsworths are economics professors, and my attraction to law enforcement was considered unseemly. We don’t speak much.”

“Your last name is Falsworth?”

“It is. Yours?”

“Northrup.”

He blinked. “As in Northrup Mining?”

“That is my cousin Buzz.”

“I see. I deal with their equipment imports frequently.”

“You are on port duty?”

“I am. It is a variable assignment that gives me plenty of opportunity to get in all the enforcement protocols and paperwork that I crave.”

“You are kidding. You like paperwork?”

“Love it.” He leaned back as his burger was placed in front of him.

She grinned as her own meal landed.

“Tell me about your family.” He threw that conversational ball out, and she had to answer.

“Well, I will start with my parents. Verna and Victor Northrup. They run a short-season orchard and fruit winery. My mother is always butting into my love life, and my father doesn’t want me to settle.”

He nodded, and she took a moment to eat a bite of burger. “Then, we have my right-hand woman at the U-Pick, Steffi. Not technically family, she takes care of everything so I can do silly things like come here to meet a mate.

“Then, you get into all of my cousins. Buzz is the closest to me, he and his wife Ezzy are more like siblings than cousin and cousin-in-law. Then, there are Buzz’s sisters, his parents, my mother’s family. We are all fairly close and keep in touch.”

“They support you?”

She nodded. “They do. My parents always encouraged me to follow whatever path I chose but to follow it with my whole heart. They helped me find a job when I wanted to start out, and they helped me study through the business courses, as well as finding a place to set up. We are a niche market. Few places have enough square footage and enforced privacy regulations. I not only own my lot, but also the surrounding area under a variety of corporate names.”

He gave her a curious look.

“All very legal to confuse the locals into thinking that they are owned by different people. If they knew they were all one large property, they might start to encroach. The surrounding areas allow hunting, and I don’t.”

“You don’t?”

“Well, not hunting with rifles. My hunting zones are for shifters only and only after I have done complete searches of the area to confirm that there are no humans lurking in the bushes.”

“What do you do with your profits?”

“I use them for fencing. It takes a lot of wire to confine that much space and post the no hunting signs. Over the last five years, hunters have been getting the idea that I will prosecute and the incidents are decreasing dramatically.”

He gave her a look of respect. “You sue them?”

“I have them arrested for trespassing. I make sure to post a sign that an arrest record will alter their ability to cross the border, and firing at a child’s birthday party is definitely something worth prosecuting.”

“I should say so. How do you make it stick?”

“I also put my money into surveillance.” She bit savagely into her burger and then forked her salad.

“Really?”

“Yup. If they come to the edge of my property, I see them. We also run quad bikes around the perimeter to deter anyone from sneaking across. Defending my territory is the highest priority.”

“A bear thing?”

“Yup. She-bears are exceptionally territorial. If you are interested, we also have a number of trout streams on the property.”

He perked up. “I am very interested.”

She chuckled. “I guessed that you would enjoy fishing. You may need to fight for space. There are a few natural eagles in the area.”

“I play well with others.” He grinned, and his eyes flicked from human to avian and back again.

Fred smiled. “I am a bit grumpy most mornings but that is usually due to night patrols and less to any stereotypical bearish behaviour.”

“Good to know.” He finished his meal and sat back.

She was right behind him and she sat back with a sigh. “I think I want to go for a walk to work that off. How about you?”

Hektor was on his feet in a moment. “I would love to explore some of the wilds of the Crossroads with you.”

Fred smiled and took his hand. “It sounds like a date.”

“It is.”

Now that they had stipulated the ground rules, there was no going back. Their declaration to mate was humming in the air between them; they just needed privacy to consummate what their inner beasts already knew. They were perfect for each other.

 

The glade that their senses led them to was green, lush and occupied by two writhing bodies.

Moving quietly, they circled the glade and headed for the sound of rushing water. If green grass was out of the question, a brook was the second choice.

The brook was also occupied.

Snickering softly, Fred grabbed his hand and pulled him at speed back to the Open Heart. “This is one place where I know we can get privacy.”

Teebie grinned and waved as they passed her, Fred still hauling Hektor along with her as she headed up the stairs to her room.

Once inside, she kicked off her shoes and faced him. “Do you want me as your mate?”

“Oh, yes.” His eyes were all avian as his keen vision took her in.

Fred peeled off her shirt, shimmied out of her jeans and stood there in her blue lacy bra and panties, waiting.

He whisked his clothing off, and she smiled when she noted that his boxer briefs were now a deep blue. Thank goodness. Men who resisted changing underwear were one of her pet peeves.

His erection also showed a change in state from the night before. This time, his clothing came off and the shaft arced toward his belly, gleaming with glossy interest.

“Do you want me as your mate, Winifred?”

She smiled. “Oh, yes.”

He moved quickly, swooping in on her and taking her in his arms. His kiss spun her senses and his hands moved over her, releasing her bra and stroking it off her shoulders.

Fred let her inhibitions go and embraced her moment and her mate.

 

Chapter Eight

 

 

Hektor pushed the panties off her hips and lifted her against him. He pressed kisses to her neck, but when he gripped a handful of hair at the back of her neck, her hormones kicked into high gear. It was a bear thing.

She bit and gnawed at his neck, stroked all the skin she could reach and rubbed herself all over his body, loving the feel of him against her naked flesh. Fred hiked her leg up against his hip, and his cock formed a hot ridge right against her clit. She rocked against him, waking her body as fast as she could so that penetration would not be delayed. He was hers, and she wanted him inside her now.

She bit his neck again and reached out for the four-poster. He was not expecting to have her use momentum on him, but when he was on his back, she had full rein to explore him and taste all the bits she had ignored out of decorum.

She straddled him and moved down until she had his cock inches from her lips. With a quick lick of her lips, she closed the inches. His taste was tangy, and the smooth skin of his cockhead was hotter than anything she had experienced before.

As a bear, she dove into everything nose and mouth first. Sex was different. She went mouth first and nose second.

His body shook as she flicked her tongue into the opening of his cock. The sweet-salty drops flowed and a low growl came from her throat. She pulled away from him, releasing him with a soft pop. She pulled herself along his body, rubbing herself against him.

Hektor gripped her hips then ran his hands up her back. She kissed him, and he jumped under her.

Blood flicked between them. “Sorry.” Fred blushed. Her teeth sprouting had necessitated her cutting the blowjob short.

He ran his hand through her hair, held her hips and flicked her to her back. His hands were tight and the claws tipping them made his grip just on the stimulating side of painful.

She was wet, ready and embarrassed that she had been since she had tucked him in the night before.

He shifted and placed his cock against her opening. His hands flexed into the mattress on either side of her head as he began to thrust.

Fred stared into his eyes as he rocked into her, working his way, inch by inch, moment by moment, until he was fully inside her.

She groaned and arched her back, twisting her hips up toward him, completing their joining. Fred ran her hands over his back and pulled his hips into hers.

He thrust, she moaned, and soon, they were rolling across the sheets, talons and claws out and the bedding shredding with every rock and twist of their hips.

The joy of being free with another shifter let her inner bear flicker out. Her ears rounded and stuck out, her eyes widened, and to anyone who wasn’t her mate, her partial muzzle and sharp teeth would have been terrifying.

His inner beast countered with a beaky nose, glowing eyes and tufts of feathers sprouting behind his ears and down his spine.

She rocked against him, getting closer and closer to her release, but she watched his face for the same expression. It was hard to tell, but when his groans took on a shrill avian tone, she drew her clawed hands lightly down his back.

He let out his hunting cry and thrust into her, grinding his hips against hers with a circular motion.

Fred’s orgasm caught her and swept her away in a similar feeling to her first shift, times a thousand. Her nerves sang, her blood pulsed and pleasure ran through every inch of her. Her bear roared its satisfaction to the room at large a moment before Hektor joined her with an ear-shattering shriek.

His body shook against her, and she held tight while her channel milked him until his cock finally ceased to twitch inside her.

Hektor slumped onto her, and he breathed deeply. “I have never done that before.”

She chuckled and stroked his now-human spine. “It seems like you have.”

“I mean having sex in partial shift. I couldn’t hold it back. My eagle wanted to be a part of it.” He nuzzled at her neck.

She shivered. “I couldn’t hold her back either. She came roaring out of me, and I was lucky to keep her from squashing you in her enthusiasm.”

He chuckled and started a slow exploration of her neck with his tongue and lips. “I think they are quiet for now, so I would enjoy trying that again.”

She was going to ask if he was up for it, but the swelling inside her confirmed it before she needed to ask. Fred leaned her head to one side to let him have his way with her.

Her inner bear was curled in a happy ball within her mind, making a generally happy set of grumbling sounds. With a happy bear inside, she surrendered to her mate making her a happy human outside.

He slipped out of her and kissed his way down her body, using suspiciously sharp fingers to stroke her breasts, cupping and squeezing each mound in turn.

She sighed and simply enjoyed the touch of her very own mate. She trembled when he nibbled at her belly and gasped when he parted her thighs wide and settled between them.

He pressed his mouth to her, and she jerked, still sensitive from her release. A low moan rippled out of her throat, and she pressed her head back to the bedding as his tongue teased her until she was slowly squirming against him.

He pulled away and laughed when she made a plaintive noise. “Just a moment, sweet. I need you to promise me that you will hold on and not let go.”

Thinking that he meant the headboard, she nodded. “I will.”

He left her and quickly tore a sheet in two, flipping it up and over the crossbeam to the bed. “I have been thinking about this since I saw your bed.”

He lifted her up and helped her wind the sections of sheet around her arms until she was standing on the bedding, with her back to the headboard. Hektor grinned and perched on the footboard, his feet forming talons and digging in.

His erection arced up with the same curve as his talons. He gripped her hips and eased her forward. “Pull up.”

She lifted herself, and he tugged her forward until he was nudging her folds again. “Does sex with an eagle always involve this kind of acrobatics?”

He shook his head. “No, but I have always wanted to try it.”

She looked in his eyes as he eased into her and realised that he was living out a fantasy, and she was his fantasy woman made flesh.

Being a bear, she had plenty of upper-body strength that was not normally apparent. She lifted herself and settled more comfortably in her suspended state. With a slow, controlled movement, she lowered herself onto him completely. The bend of his belly and thighs cradled her.

“Use the sheet for balance.”

She laughed. “That was my intent.”

“But trust me enough to take most of your weight.” He cupped her ass and lifted her up before he let her drop again.

She heard the noise of claws on wood and looked into the human eyes of Hektor. Aside from his feet, he was all human, and he was a human she was willing to trust.

He lifted and dropped her again, and she smiled; this was fun. As promised, he did all the work. He moved her faster and faster, until her grip was all that kept her from toppling to the bedding. His mouth fed at her breasts, suckling hard at one nipple then the other, causing her channel to contract around him in sharp palpitations.

She felt the glaze of sweat on her skin, and she held on for dear life as her senses climbed to a peak with every thrust inside her, the slow drag of his cock stroking and caressing.

Fred whimpered as she hovered on the precipice, and her arms fought to hold him.

He reached between them and stroked her clit with his thumb.

She shrieked and twisted against him, pleasure sparked behind her eyes, and she continued to buck until she finally hung limply from the supports.

He leaned up and kissed her, groaning into her mouth as his cock flexed inside her and he shook gently under her.

Hektor reached up and unravelled her arms from their confinement.

She embraced him, slumping onto him completely. She breathed in the scent of their sexual activities, and her inner bear grunted and turned over, sated. Fred held on as he lifted her.

“We seem to have wrecked the bedding. Do you mind if we retreat to my room?” Hektor murmured it against her neck. He was carrying her like an exhausted toddler. He walked over to his jeans and leaned down for a moment.

“No. Just need a nap.” She mumbled it against his neck.

He chuckled and walked with her out the door and down the hall to his room. It took him a moment to open it, but she didn’t care if the entire world saw them together.

He flipped back the sheets and crawled into them, turning to his back and easing her legs to either side of him. With her plastered on top of him, he pulled the top sheet over their bodies and settled in. “What do you say to going to the restaurant for dinner?”

She chuckled. “It sounds good. I will need a shower and some time to get my thighs back together.”

He kissed her temple and smiled. “Good, we can organise our living situation.”

She sighed. “Whatever. Time for naps.”

She nodded off inhaling his scent and enjoying the feel of his arms around her. She was wanted, cherished and sated. Three things that were high on her priority list for a mate. Things were looking up.

 

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