Furry Fling (Bayside Tigers Series Book 2) (3 page)

I gulped. What does a human say to a group of tigers? I mean is it like meeting anyone else? Lynx knocked on the door and a large man answered. Before the burly man said a word he bent over and sniffed my hair fully. My hair looked like a tousled mess by the time he finished inhaling it.
Okay?

“Oh, that’s Caleb...our brother,” Desdemona said rolling her eyes. The three of us entered into the Blackthorn’s quaint seaside home. All of the tigers sat around the table, and I nearly gagged at the smell of blood and uncooked flesh sitting openly on the table.

“God, you’re not expecting me to eat that are you,” I screeched.

Desdemona laughed again. “Yeah, sit at the Matriarch’s table and
not
eat? I’d like to see you try.”

The dinner table was surrounded by sizziling muscle bound weretigers in their lean and fit human form. A silverfoxed man sat the head of the table next to an older woman who had a majestic beauty about her.

“Who is this guest you have brought over for dinner?”

Lynx nodded to both his Apex and Matriarch, and they nodded back allowing us to sit.

“Go on, introduce yourself Rory,” he told me.

I waved nervously. “Hi all, I’m Rory. I’m a human and I’ve met a wonderful man in your son.”

“Have you knocked this one up yet?” Violetta blurted.

Lynx smacked his forehead.

I felt a little bit put on the spot. So, I just made up a lie. Since that’s already what we were doing anyways.

“Uh, we decided to wait until after the wedding,” I replied.

Everyone around the table looked at me shocked, including Lynx who was just shaking his head.
What happened? Did I say something wrong?
Violetta smiled at me. And she and Dashel stood up from the table.

“Then it is settled.” Dashel commanded the attention from the rests of the guests. We will have a wedding planned by the end of the summer so that Lynx will finally have his bride and bring a new Apex to our family.”

Holy...

I thought. Then my mind drifted off and I ignored everyone else around the table. This isn’t what I wanted at all. What started as just a guilty fling is turning to an all out wedding!

“W
hat the hell did you make me just agree to?” I asked Lynx as the others started ripping into their raw meat on their plates.

“
Me?
I remember being the one to tell you to check in with me before you say anything. If you would have
asked
, you’d know it’s tradition for the matriarch of the clan to set up the day for a wedding and also set the date for the mating ceremony,” he whispered to me in a hush.

“Whaaa?”

Mating ceremony?

All of this was just becoming too much. I only came here to do Blackthorn a favor, but I wasn’t going to completely kowtow to his “clan” and out and out disrespect my husband. I realize I’m no angel in this, but I wanted to end it after tonight. Lynx tried to say something else. But I had heard enough for one night.

“Alright, it’s getting a little late. I’m going to leave.”

They looked up at me with raw meat stuffed in their mouths.

“You’re not gonna just waste that are you—stupid human...” the caveman like Caleb Blackthorn blurted.

“You would not dare leave this table without taking a bite, would you? It looks to me that you
do
like to eat...so...” Violetta opined giving me the most sinister look you could ever imagine.

I looked down at the piece of meat sopping in cold blood and vomited a little bit in the back of my throat.

“Of course, not,” I replied wincing.

Then I picked up my fork staring at the tenderized meat dangling with bits of stringy white fat.
Will I die from this?

Then I closed my eyes hard as I laid the meat on my tongue. It tasted like you’d expect raw uncooked steak to taste—terrible.

“MMMmmmm,” I murmured chewing ever so slowly.

That’s when Lynx leaned over and spoke to me.

“Thanks for this, I’ll take you home.”

Finally.
I thought.

*

L
ynx dropped me off at the edge of the driveway at the Draper estate. I noticed the lights on.

“Garfield’s home!”

Then I saw the silhouette of a man walking down our winding driveway wearing silk pajama pants and a robe.

“Garfield?” I cried.

He smiled while holding a brandy in his other hand.

Garfield looked sexy as ever walking shirtless on this balmy night. He took me into his muscle bound arms.

“I know my trip was late notice, but trust me that I’ll make it up to you tonight.”

Lynx snarled after Garfield hinted at a wild night of sex. Garfield looked up from my eyes and then turned his attention towards Lynx.

“Oh, and yes. Thank you for showing my wife a good ride. I’m sure she can be quite a handful,” Garfield zinged with a pat on my ass.

Lynx’s low snarl rose even higher.

“Yeah, I can’t deny what a good ride she is...”

I pouted irritated that Lynx could say too much.

“By the way, I can’t wait to see what my car will look like once you get it finished.”

“Sure thing, Mr. Draper” Lynx bowed.

He then made tracks back to his work truck and drove off into the night.

“Now, where were we...” Garfield murmured in my ear.

I feel Garfield’s cock massage the small of my back. My husband let his groping hands slide down my shirt and grabbed fully on my breasts. My breath quickened at how hard he squeezed and caressed me.

“I’ve been wanting to touch you since I got back, and now I’m going to make good on that promise in the letter...” he purred.

He dug his hands over the front of my dress, and I gasped as his fingers pushed down on the folds of my moistening pussy. My eyes rolled back into my head as he rubbed mercilessly at the bundle of nerves between my sensitive lips. He was just getting warmed up while rubbing harder on my clit.

My own hand drifted backwards toward the semi-hard bulge standing at attention through his silk pajama pants. Of course, my feelings of ecstasy got all mixed up with my feelings of having made love with another man.
God, it just feels so good.

Garfield was completely an alpha—although a classy one who had a taste for quality cuff links and aged brandy. He knew how to push my buttons and never hesitated once. And I just wanted to be his wife again. I wanted to feel his tongue lick all over my body. I hitched a breath when he gathered me in his arms and carried me to our pool in the back of our estate.

“How about we both hit the sauna?” he whispered.

He forced open the door to the sauna with his shoulder. It had a large window overlooking the beach and the restless ocean. Then Garfield snatched off my dress and parted my legs with his strong hands. I gasped when he buried his face in my aching cunt. Just like Lynx, he was a fucking animal just when I needed him to be. His tongue licked carefully on my creases, sopping me with his hot saliva.

Garfield wanted me to be ready and supple for his hard thrusts. I yelped when he bit down on my clit and then grazed his teeth along my inner thigh. The steam hit both of us from all directions. I let my hands drift up his silk pajama pants and untied the loose knot in the center with a smile on my face.

Garfield’s erect big cock beckoned me to suck it eagerly. I drew his erection in my mouth and started to drench it all the way down his thick veiny shaft to the sensitive pink tip. My husband groaned, taking a fistful of my hair and pulling it hard and taut.

He then drove his cock down to the back of my throat, and I licked his wet slit as it hit the tip of my tongue.

My hands braced his ass so his cock wouldn’t pop out of my mouth. Both of us were sweating like wildebeests when he released me from giving him head.

“Bend over,” he growled.

His hands easily ran down my sweat slick back and I felt his abs press up against me. My muff clenched when Garfield pushed his thick cock deep inside me. I yelled throwing my hands up against the glass. Through the foggy steam I noticed a figure standing out side of the window. Garfield had his eyes closed as he pumped me wildly, holding on to my hips.

Jesus, is that... is that Lynx?

I felt myself on the edge of ecstasy has Garfield kneaded his hands in my back and grabbed on to my voluptuous folds. It’s like he was the only man who could handle all of me and ravage me fully. I could feel his cock throbbing deep in my cunt and a ripple of pleasure started to move up my body.

That’s when I lost it. Having my husband fuck me hysterically while Lynx, the man who I had a fling, stand there and watch.

Wordless. HOT. Breathless.

It just put me into a pleasure zone that I never thought I’d pique too. I felt Garfield’s hot cum spurt deep inside me. Just how I imagined Lynx would if he really wanted to breed me.

As I lay down in the sauna, totally spent. I felt at least things were—mostly—getting back to normal.

I
awoke in the middle of the night, too restless to sleep. When I turned over, I saw Garfield’s arm wrapped around me. I slunk from underneath his weight. Even though in the past I relished his after sex snuggle. Now, though, I needed time to think. Quickly, I ran outside, barefoot and dressed only in a soft white night gown out onto the beach in front of our estate.

Now, the Blackthorns expected me to marry their son and carry their child. What if my husband ever found out? He would
kill
Lynx.

You should have seen this coming miles away, Rory.
This is beside the very obvious fact that I didn’t know the first thing about “breeding” weretiger cubs.

Would it hurt? All of this should be the last of my worries. Right now, I had to find a way to keep this charade from Garfield.

He had done so much for me, that I can’t embarrass him. Sure, he’s safe but he’s also a good man.

*

“I
’ve arranged for Raoul to take us into town today,” Garfield spoke as I grabbed a cup of coffee.

No. No way!

If the tiger clan see me gallivanting around town with my husband they’ll question my loyalty to Lynx. They’re beasts who knows what it means to betray their clan? It could mean the end of my life and my husband’s. And I’d even be fine with death if it meant I wouldn’t have to face Garfield with the truth.

The truth that I’m a
terrible
no good cheater.

Garfield and I strolled along Main Street in the center of Bayside. The town was full of little knick knack shops for candles, chocolates and glass blown vases. I’d be able to actually enjoy our trek, if I wasn’t so nervous.

“Hey, why don’t we stop by that art store. I’ve been wanting to look for some art to decorate our wine cellar,” Garfield remarked as his hand guided me forward by my lower back.

I trundled in while Garfield waltzed behind. A blonde shop keeper with innocent looking eyes greeted us.

“Welcome, we’ve got a pretty good special for today. A BOGO. Buy one get one half off.”

I noticed she then sniffed the air and then her eyes glared at me with a sinister expression.

“I’m looking for something abstract,” Garfield mused.

Garfield stared fascinated at all of the paintings—that looked like glorified scribbles to me—hanging on the wall.

“Sure, right this way, sir.”

Then Garfield walked off to look at the other works. The evil eyed vixen approached me.

“What do you think you’re doing bringing in another mate when you have promised your womb to another!” she hissed.

I held my hands up. This is the reason why I was so afraid to even show my face in Bayside, because all of the tigers knew each other.

“How dare you bring a rival weretiger to disgrace your new mate...”

“Wait...” I said squinting. “Rival
weretiger
?”

The blond growled. “Yes, that man you’ve so carelessly paraded in here is of shifter blood. The Blackthorn clan will hear about this. Mark my words.”

It’s like an anvil had been dropped on me.
Garfield?
Garfield is a beast of the night? Then my memories flushed back to all of those heated sex sessions where he’d thrust his pelvis into my hips as if he were trying to breed me. And the way he couldn’t get enough of my scent... Or, the way he loved to eat the choicest cuts of meat and ate it so rare.

How couldn’t I have noticed this before?

Garfield came walking back, looking me over with his heart-stopping gaze.

“I think I found just the one.” He showed me the painting of a woman being sacrificed on a stone altar. Her full body spilled out of her dress draped over her body. She was being sacrificed to some kind of beast.

“Um, it’s nice,” My face blanched white.

What was I supposed to say? That I know the truth. That I know now you’re more wild animal than a man?

Garfield then grabbed me by my waist and we both exited the store.

*

A
s we strolled even further down into town. We heard something shout at our backs.

“I bet you people who live on Sunset Hill think you’re better than everyone else in Bayside,” they roared.

Just ignore it,” my husband warned, keeping me tight at his side as we walked.

“Then suddenly somebody threw a glass bottle at my back and Garfield turned fast, furious. I noticed his eyes flashed a blaze of gold and he marched over to the group of drunken ogling men.

“I will rip you apart!” he hollered.

I knew that Garfield had a temper but I’d never seen him go to this extreme. He started pummeling mindlessly on the group of men. I ran over just wanting the violence to stop. Garfield stood up hyperventilating and when I looked down, I gasped at his bloody fists.

“
Christ
...” I shouted.

I then noticed something much worse and I was horrified.

Lynx’s brother from the other night, Caleb, had been laying there bloodied on the ground.

G
arfield calmly walked over to the water at the edge of the beach and let the waves wash away the blood on his hands. I bent down to check Caleb’s pulse.