ROMANCE: Lion Protector (Paranormal Shifter BBW Military Romance) (Shapeshifter Alpha Male Short Stories Book 2) (3 page)

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For a moment, there was nothing else going on, and Kassie blushed as she felt Brandon take control of her lips. He moved away, and then he kissed her again, and after a second or two, she moaned in wanton pleasure and need. It felt so good, so amazing, and the two of them knew that this was it, that this was exactly what they wanted. They continued to kiss for a little bit, both of them letting their lips touch and experiment against one another. Brandon lightly bit on her bottom lip, pulling her into his lap. His muscular arms wrapped around her and Kassie moaned, feeling her body start to grow warm with pleasure. She could feel her own resolve starting to crumble, replaced by sheer desire and lust.

Soon, he moved his tongue to the edge of her lips, begging for her to let him enter. Kassie blushed, but then she complied, opening her mouth to let him in.  The two of them paused for a moment as Brandon started to explore her mouth with his wet tongue. Kassie moaned, bucking her hips in agreement as he continued to do this. He then started to let his tongue mingle with hers, and soon Kassie got the courage to do the same to his own, earning a moan of excitement from his mouth as he did this.

Soon, he pulled away, looking at her with a smile.

“Well, do you want to head over to my room?” he asked.

Kassie blushed, immediately knowing where this was going. Despite her curvaceous and attractive features, this would be the first man that Kassie had ever slept with. She was more excited about it being with someone that she truly cared about than doing the deed itself.

When they got to the bedroom, Brandon laid down on his back, with Kassie on top of him. He was able to hold her up, and soon his lips were against her neck.

“I’m sorry I can’t really be on top. You know, the wound and all,” he said.

“It’s fine. Trust me babe, I’m totally fine with it,” Kassie responded. He was still the one in control, with his lips ghosting over the edge of her neck, peppering kisses downward making Kassie shudder and moan in pleasure.

He then lightly bit down on her neck and soon Kassie felt like she was about to lose it. She moaned, bucking her wide hips in agreement and pleasure as he continued to nibble on her neck. He did this for a bit, loving the reactions that he got out of her before pulling away and letting his hands travel downward towards her shirt.

Kassie braced herself, biting on her lips nervously as he pulled it off her body. She was soon clad in her black bra, her heaving breasts right in front of his face. Her breasts were thick, round, and perked – making the perfect handful for Brandon. His lips started to dot downward, getting towards the edge of the garment before he let his hands ride up, cupping her large breasts and squeezing them. Kassie moaned and her panties soon became soaked with desire. He traced his fingers in circles against the edge of her nipple, causing the bud to harden through her bra. It took but one moment for his hands to move from the front of her bra to the back of it, undoing the clasp with a bit of effort as the garment fell off her body.

Kassie blushed, feeling slightly exposed, but confident. She had never gone this far before, but she was ready to dazzle this man with her supple curves. Brandon lightly cupped her breasts, his thumbs twirling against the edge of her areolas causing Kassie to moan out. He then replaced one of his hands with his lips, letting it circle around the edge of the nipple before he took it into his mouth. His tongue slithered up to the edge of the nipple, teasing the tip of it before poking against it. Kassie gasped, feeling her body tense up in pleasure as he did that. It felt so good, the pleasure so intense and soon his other hand started to rub her other nipple. As he did that, she knew that she was gone. She was simply lost in pleasure.

Soon, he started to suck on it a bit harder, pinching on the nipples and causing Kassie to let out a low moan of pleasure. He continued to do this for a bit, until he moved away, his hands trailing to her backside and squeezing her voluptuous ass. He then lightly slapped it, loving the way it felt beneath his hands. Kassie let out a small squeak, but then his hands traveled to the front of her pants, moving his hands to the edge of her jeans and undoing them.

Kassie pulled away, blushing as she slid her pants and panties off. She looked at Brandon's rock solid body in just a pair of jeans, which she proceeded to help him remove. Soon they were both naked, and Kassie felt a wave of nervousness and excitement. She had never been this exposed before, but she felt incredibly sexy.

His hands slipped to her front, lightly caressing against the edge of her clit, making her moan out. She felt her hips buck against his own, and soon his hands twisted and lightly pinched her clitoral hood. She squeaked, feeling her body tense up as Brandon continued his actions. He did this for a while, loving the sounds that she made. After a moment, however, he pulled away, smiling at her as he moved his fingers towards her entrance. He then started to push his finger into her and it slipped inside with ease. Kassie moaned, moving her hips into the edge of his finger as it easily glided in and out. She then felt him pump within her and continued to let him explore. He grazed his finger against the top of her pussy, and soon she moaned out loudly, loving the way that it felt.  Soon, he slid another finger into her, pushing it in spreading his two fingers apart. Kassie held onto him as he did it. She felt flush, her pussy soaked with need, and after a moment or so, he pulled away, licking his fingers to taste her.

“You taste great,” he told her in a husky voice. Kassie simply blushed, feeling a bit awkward about how she should respond to that. Before she could respond he fumbled for his pants, pulling his wallet out to grab a condom. He sheathed his cock, which was hard and throbbing and pulled her on top of him again. Kassie braced herself as she slid down against him, feeling his cock push deep within her.

For a moment, she felt as if time had stopped. It felt so good and soon she felt herself gasping in pleasure as he pushed through her hymen, breaking it and filling her up. He then stopped for a moment, allowing Kassie to get used to it. It hurt for a second, but then the pain went away, replaced by pleasure as he started to move into her. She blushed, but then moved her hips up and down against him, feeling him fill her up as she continued to move. She started out with slow thrusts, a bit relaxed to help dull away the pain, but then she started to move faster, feeling him go deeper and deeper. Brandon started to move his hips in tune with hers, and soon his cock was penetrating her deeper and deeper than ever before. It was amazing, and as he continued it, she felt like she was about to go completely insane with pleasure.

He continued this for a little while until she felt him hit that right spot, and when he did that, her pussy tightened up, her body starting to go crazy as she spasmed against him.  Soon, she felt release come out of her body, her pussy dripping as she felt her body relax. At that moment, he tensed up, and when that happened, they both knew it was the end.

He came, his cock spilling out its release. Kassie could feel it warming up against her, his cum shielded by the condom. She then moved off of him, and after he hobbled over to the trash can to throw away the condom, they both sat in bed together, looking at one another and smiling.

“That was amazing,” he said.

“Sure was.  I’m glad I came over here,” she replied.

“You and me both. I was so scared to tell you anything. When you saw me that night I was flipping out inside. I thought you wouldn't want to see me again. I'm glad you're OK with it and understand why I did what I did tonight,” he said.

“Not at all, babe. I know how it is.  You had to do what you needed to do. I’ll be there for you and whatever comes our way,” Kassie replied.  

He smiled, moving closer to Kassie and grasping her hand, looking at her in the eyes.

“Then will you stay with me?” he asked.

“Of course. No matter what, I’m here for you,” she replied.

“Good. Because I know that you want to leave eventually, and I want that as well. I think we’ll be able to in the future, but for now, let’s save up some money and cultivate our love,” he replied.

Kassie agreed to that, nodding in excitement.  “Thank you.  Let’s do that,” she replied.

The two of them kissed, and for the first time in forever, Kassie felt happy and ready to live her life. For a long time, she felt like she was just going through the motions, and that she was working hard simply in order to please others. But now she had a goal, a reason to live, and knew everything would be fine.

The two of them were together after that, and soon Kassie went back to school. She got her accounting degree in a couple of years, and soon the two of them had the money to get out of there, as even Brandon was beginning to feel like he had overstayed his welcome in the small town. They moved to the city and eventually got married. Kassie was happy she accepted him for who he was, and every single day looked at the man who was now her husband with happiness.

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The Bear Minimum: Chapter 1

Candy Voss wasn't the kind of girl you could ignore. Her stylish blond hair never had a strand out of place, her manicured nails and red lips were always perfectly applied. She was aloof but she was nice underneath the cold exterior. No one really got a chance to know her that well, her father made sure of that.

She came from money. Old money. Her father was a politician and had more money than she knew what to do with, although she didn't spend as much as people thought she did. She'd driven the same car since he got it for her birthday when she turned eighteen. At twenty-four, her father wanted her to marry the son of one of his biggest contributors - a political match that would look good for her father. Being a daddy's girl, she was willing to go along with it to make her father happy. She didn't have many boyfriends, having security guards and the threat of no privacy pretty much scared off most men her own age.

The ones interested in her were people in her father's circle, who were used to this lifestyle. The thing is, she wanted peace and quiet and a less stressful life, but when you're the daughter of a famous politician, you didn't get a lot of choices.

Only meeting Denver Fredrickson a few times, she was willing to marry the man's son. She'd only met him once at the last party her father threw and he'd been charming and handsome, and his family was in the billionaire range. She'd never want for anything, but she had some reservations about the whole thing. Something about Daniel Fredrickson had set off her warning bells, but she couldn't quite place it. When she'd told her father, he'd accused her of just having cold feet and he'd pressured her until she'd given in.

Tonight, she was driving her cherry red jeep out to the woods to the lookout to clear her head. Normally teenagers came out here to make out and have sex, but Candy had always come alone.

Henry Voss rarely let his daughter go anywhere without supervision, but every now and then she could convince him to let her go to the woods and just sit and look at the stars. She'd come out here in her heels and designer jeans and fantasize about what it would be like to live a simpler life. The kind where she could just throw her hair in a pony tail and walk around her house in sweats and sneakers without her father's people seeing her.

It had rained a few days ago, and when she hit the outlook, her tires got stuck in the mud. She couldn't get her jeep out after driving to reverse or even the four-wheel drive. She took out her cell phone and sighed. No cell reception here, she'd have to walk back to the main road to call Triple A. Her father would kill her. She wondered if she could do it without him finding out.

She wasn’t afraid as she walked down the dark path. The heels and dirt and gravel made it hard to walk, but she wasn't a wimp, even if she might appear to be on the surface. She might have been born with a silver spoon in her mouth but it wasn't the kind of girl she'd wanted to be. She had learned to change a tire and her oil, and she could fix basic things around the house. She'd even fixed leaky faucets in their bathrooms without telling her father, simply to prove to herself she could.

Her father never would have allowed her to have an image of anything but a quiet, demure socialite who would marry for his political career. Maybe that was why she was so against marrying Danny. She would do it to make her father happy, but as she walked down the muddy path, she wondered if her happiness would ever matter to anyone.

Tripping, she almost fell face first in the mud. She took off her shoes to find a broken heel. Grunting in frustration, she checked her cell signal again and still had no bars. Shoeless, she walked feeling the sharp sting of rocks and other things in the dirt cutting up her feet.

Finally giving up, she found a stump to sit on to wait until someone found her. She didn't think it would be that long, it was a Friday night. Someone would have to come out this way eventually. Wrapping her jacket around her tighter, she realized that when she wasn't moving the chill of the night air sunk into her bones.

An hour later, shivering and feeling like her teeth where going to chatter out of her head, she gave up on sitting there and decided to continue walking. It was only a few miles but it was now pitch black. Walking down the road, she eventually saw a path leading into the woods. She saw a light shining between the trees and decided maybe they'd have a phone there she could use. Heat would be nice too.

Walking towards the house it was further away than it looked and her feet were raw and bloody by the time she reached it. Knocking on the door she waited and heard footsteps, sighing in relief when the door started to open. She took one look at the man in the doorway and all rational thought flew out of her head.

The man that stood there was a big bear of a man. He stood well over six feet tall and had a bushy beard. He was wearing the green uniform of the state park rangers and looked surprised to see her standing there. He had the grayest eyes she'd ever seen and his brown curly hair looked like a soft mop on the top of his head. She wanted to curl her fingers through it and see if it was as soft as it looked.

"Candy." She said and just stared at him.

"Is it Halloween and I forgot about it?" He blinked at her and stood back to let her in.

Letting out a small laugh she realized she didn't say a whole sentence. "No, my name is Candy, I'm sorry. My jeep got stuck in the mud; I was walking down to the main road and saw the lights through the trees. Do you have a phone I could use?"

"Sure, I could also try to get you unstuck from the mud, from past experience Triple A doesn't like coming up here, and their big trucks get stuck. I have a few boards and some rope and chain that usually does the trick to get you out of the mud here. When it's been raining like this it can be impossible for them to get up here." He cocked his head side-ways and his expression softened when he saw how badly her feet were injured. Come sit down on the couch here and let me tend to your feet, and we can talk about your car or truck."

"It's a jeep, but the back wheels just got stuck and I couldn't get it out." Candy told him and felt like an idiot. She knew that mud and tires in the wilderness weren't a good match. It was a rookie mistake. "Are you the park ranger here?"

"One of them. I'm actually wildlife. I keep poachers out and keep track of all the local wolf and bears they've tagged. I have monitoring equipment in the back." He told her as he pulled out a first aid kit and set it down on the coffee table and got a bucket of water to wash her feet and see how badly they were damaged. "What happened to your shoes?"

"I came out in heels. I wasn't expecting to walk. I know, it was dumb. I was just trying to get away from my family for a few hours. I like to come out here and look at the night sky. It's the only place that feels safe and peaceful to me." She told him and shrugged. She helped him wash off her feet and then winced when he poured antibiotic cleaner on her feet to disinfect them.

"You look familiar," He commented as he finished bandaging up her feet and then stood back to look at her for a moment before he started to put his first aid supplies away. "Do I know you?"

"Candy Voss, Henry Voss's daughter. The politician." Candy murmured, feeling embarrassed. His expression changed for a moment, it was just a flash but it looked like anger. His body language was relaxed after he finished putting the supplies away.

"The storm knocked out my land line, I can get your car out when there's light, or I can drive you home now. Your choice." He told her and went to grab his truck keys.

"I'd rather not return home without my car, I can justify staying out all night a lot easier than a strange man bringing me home without my car." Candy stared at him and then stood up and almost fell down. Once she'd been off her feet for a while she hadn't realized how badly they hurt. Crying out she fell forward and grabbed his arm to keep from face planting on his hardwood floors.

"Are you alright?" He blinked at her as he grabbed her to keep her upright.

"Nothing sitting back down won't fix. Apparently my feet hurt more than I thought they did." She said wincing. She looked up into his face and her lips parted, he was close enough she could smell him. He smelled like pine cones and evergreens. It was an intoxicating smell to her compared to the overly perfumed people she was used to being around. This is what a man should smell like. Earthy and strong, capable. He didn't need to preen like a peacock to get attention and feel confident in his own abilities.

Before she knew what she was doing, she leaned forward and kissed him. The minute her lips touched his, he stiffened and looked shocked. Kissing her back, his hand came up to hold onto her head and his tongue plunged into her mouth. Moaning, she deepened the kiss and leaned against his rock-hard body to support herself and her aching feet.

A moment later she pulled away from him and cleared her throat. "Thank you for that. I mean, thank you for fixing my feet. I mean, I don't usually go around kissing total strangers but... I don't know, sorry."

Feeling completely stupid, she hobbled back over to the couch and sat down. He probably thought she was a complete hussy now. It was the most erotic kiss she'd ever experienced and it had happened out of the blue. She didn't know what prompted her to kiss him, but the way he'd kissed her back was like a man starved for a steak. It had stirred her in ways she'd never experienced before. She'd had a couple of boyfriends in college that had gotten her to go to bed, but nothing had as much chemistry or spark as that single kiss.

Blinking at the ground, she tried to process what she was feeling. She was technically engaged to someone else, why had she kissed him? She knew the safest thing she could do for everyone was get away from him as fast as possible.

A large alarm went off in the back room and he had looked like he was about to talk to her, but instead his attention snapped to the door.

"I need to take care of this. Kitchen's off to the right, bathroom is that door off the kitchen. I'll be back soon. You rest, eat and drink whatever you want." He told her and took off into the backroom to deal with the alarm.

Candy sat there on the couch, unsure of everything in her life, and a simple kiss made it so much worse. She realized she wanted whatever that passion or spark was that she'd felt with this man was the kind she wanted in her marriage. Danny had kissed her once and it hadn't felt anything but cold and wet. Nothing like this.

Sighing in defeat, she wondered if she could go through a marriage to a man she barely knew and wasn't really attracted too. He just wasn't her type physically, or emotionally. Burying her hands in her face she wondered if she could stand up to her father and tell him the truth.