ROMANCE: PARANORMAL ROMANCE: Coveted by the Werewolves (Paranormal MMF Bisexual Menage Romance) (New Adult Shifter Romance Short Stories) (257 page)

Lisa, Emma’s mom, was spending a lot of time with her new fiancé, George, who seemed like a really nice guy, although Emma really didn’t know him that well. She had the occasional dinner with her mom and George, and they made some small talk, but felt like she didn’t really know anything about his life. One thing was for sure: it was odd how her mother always seemed to have such a blossoming love life while Emma's love life generally sucked.

Emma Warden had turned twenty five two months ago and it was becoming very disturbing to her at the fact that she could not seem to find the sort of man to fulfill her desires the way that she so desperately wanted. It seemed as if all the men that she met only seemed to want sex, which to Emma was something sacred even though she too had her urges and would occasionally go out with some guy just to quench them. She was beginning to toy with the idea that maybe she just ought to pack it up and get the hell out of town. One of her childhood friends, Tina, kept inviting her to Miami telling her that there were plenty of good men there and that it would not be long before Emma could get hitched, and although she had thought about it pretty often, she never really seriously considered going there. The other thing that she had never seriously thought about was getting hitched. Marriage did not look like the thing for her since she felt like it came with way too much baggage, something that she did not want to carry around with her. She enjoyed her freedom, the freedom of not having to answer to any one person but to do whatever she pleased.

“Hmm, I've seen that look on your face before,” Billy, her supervisor said cheerfully as he stepped up the counter of the bar to join her. “What are we doing here? Thinking about men again?”

“Billy, the world is full of many things other than men,” Emma smiled up at him, slapping him against the shoulder, and happy for some company at last to fill these boring gaps of time at work.

“Ha! If I recall correctly, you’re in the middle of a pretty lengthy dry spell. I think what you need is someone who can bone you really good and hard. It would clear out your head a little, you know,” he said, walking over to the counter computer and beginning to go through the accounts. It was typical for Billy to talk so openly and matter-of-factly about sex. Emma appreciated that straight-to-the-point quality about him. “Today we don’t seem very busy. How about you and I sneak out to the back for a little fun, believe me, you will come back feeling more alive than you ever could imagine?”

“You really ought to get some realistic dreams that could actually come true,” she laughed as she looked at the man who seemed to have had a crush on her from the time that she joined the establishment, but one that she preferred to keep as just a colleague and not sex partner.

“Well, I'm outta here, when cobwebs start growing down there, don’t say that I didn’t ask you,” he smiled at her, kissing her lightly on the cheek as he made his way past her and out of the counter.

“Goodnight, Billy.”

Emma glanced again at her watch. Well, at least it was almost eleven and she would be ending her shift pretty soon. There were just a couple more customers left and by the time that she finished taking inventory of all the bottles for the night, they would all be gone. She looked at Sandi, one of the waitresses, flirting with a much older guy than her and wondered how she did it so naturally. It seemed as if Sandi had a different guy to take her out every night after they closed the bar, and today was no different. She could see that they guy had his hand under her dress uniform and it was obvious that he was busy fingering her very openly. That reminded Emma again of how long she had been without sex. The last time was with some lawyer who had come to the pub several months ago. He seemed at first to be pretty exciting to be with, but when they finally got to a hotel, Emma regretted going there with him. The guy had no regard for her needs and basically masturbated with her body. No foreplay, he lasted two minutes, and then had barely come before blacking out. It had left her feeling even more unsatisfied and needier than before. That was one of the reasons that she really hated one night stands and had vowed that she would never go on another one.

“Hello, sweetheart, mind if I join you at the counter?” a low male voice startled her out of her thoughts, and as she looked up she looked straight into a pair of fine blue eyes that seemed to look right through her.

She straightened her dress quickly and blushed at the thought of having been caught off guard like this. This dark haired guy immediately took her breath away with his hotness. She felt he was the most handsome guy that she had come across in quite a while. His hair was combed back neatly, and he removed his jacket and placed it on the counter. Emma felt her blood rushing through her veins as he unbuttoned the first few buttons of his shirt to reveal a trace of dark hair on just below his neck. She felt her heartbeat quicken and her lips naturally parted as she felt a surge of magnetic lust drawing her toward this gorgeous stranger.

“I'm sorry, please have a seat. What would you like me to fix you?” she finally found her tongue, pushing an imaginary hair off her forehead.

“I'll have a shot of Jameson, if you please. And I would like to buy you a drink if you don’t mind. It is not every day that you find a beautiful bartender hanging around alone,” he said to her, his low voice vibrating deep into her body and striking a chord somewhere in between her thighs. She had definitely gone for too long without having sex and was going to have to start thinking straight again.

“Thank you, what makes you think that I have been hanging out alone?” she decided to flirt with him as she headed off and returned with two glasses, which she dosed with the drink and slid one across the counter to him.

“I was standing by the entrance for close to five minutes and it struck me at just how lonely you looked,” he said, his eyes moving over to Sandi, who was busy giggling and being fondled, but did not seem to give a fuck in the world.

“Don’t take this the wrong way, sir, but I'm not like her,” Emma said defensively, feeling a hint of arousal as she saw just how glossy the fingers pulling out from under Sandi’s dress were, a clear indication of where Sandi was headed in the next couple of minutes.

“Please, call me Brandon. I just got arrived in town and thought that I would drop by here for a drink before heading to bed,” he said, reaching out to shake her hand, and as she shook it, she felt a wave of electricity bolting through her body right to the very core of her sex.

“I’m Emma,” she said, showing him the name-tag on her chest and blushing when she noted that his eyes were concentrating on her cleavage and not the badge.

This man sure had a way of triggering something deep within her. She felt every need and urge within her coming to the surface, but she remembered the pact she had with herself to never again have a one-nighter. She promptly decided to make an exception for tonight, for this incredible guy if he was up for it. There was just something about him that made him stand out from the other men that she had met, and Emma felt eager to go ahead and explore what it was.

*****

Brandon found that he was madly attracted to the blonde behind the counter. She was unlike any other chick that he had met before, and something about her made him want to get to know her more, although he knew that could realistically never happen. He was in town to for only 10 days and then after that he would be headed back to L.A. Still, there was this strong feeling that made him wish that he could get to know Emma better. She pushed her drink next  to his and walked around the counter, settling on a bar stool next to his, and Brandon felt his dick shifting around in his pants when her short uniform inched higher giving him a view of a sexy pair of thighs.

“So, where do you come from?” she interrupted him, making him force his eyes off her thighs as he looked into her sultry eyes.

“Los Angeles. I run my business from there but I travel a lot,” he replied.

“Pretty interesting place, I hear. I've always wanted to move away from Seattle and try living somewhere else. Maybe someday I'll find that prince charming to sweep me off my feet,” she replied, swirling the drink in her glass. Brandon could sense her loneliness, which made him rest his hand on hers on the counter as soon as she had set down her glass.

“I'm pretty sure that there are many deserving men out there who would not mind being with a woman as hot as you. You must be feeling very lonely to talk like that, I'm guessing,” he said carefully, and she seemed to turn his words around in her mind, studying him closely before she answered.

“Maybe we can say that my love life sucks. Can you believe that the last time that I had sex was more than six months ago and right now I'm feeling so damn horny, I feel like dragging you to the washrooms for a short call, no strings attached,” she said, catching him totally off guard as he swallowed hard, draining his drink as the impact of her words made his cock begin to harden, a tent forming visibly in his pants.

“Wow, those are quite some heavy words, Emma, I don’t really know what to say,” he replied with a little bit of a laugh, avoiding her eyes because he was afraid that she would read just how badly he wanted her right now too.

“You can say what all the men out here would say; let’s make this happen,” she smiled, reaching for the bottle and filling up their glasses again with Jameson.

“That is just the thing, Emma; I am not like all the other men out there. I am me, and it is not really my usual thing to go out and have sex with a woman the first time that I meet her. I need to connect with her first, if you know what I mean,” he said, clearing his throat and trying to desperately hide his hardened cock since it spoke the direct opposite of what he had just said. It wanted to go and fuck her right away without thinking twice.

“If that is so, then tell me why you already have a hard on,” she replied, handing him his glass as her hand went down to his crotch, her fingers beginning to rub over the hardness of his dick within. “Look here, Brandon, I am going to be very straight forward with you, it is not every day that I have a crush on someone, and as a matter of fact, it has never happened here. Right now though, I think I want you to make me scream. I could use this hard dick of yours inside me.”

Brandon held his breath as she pulled his fly open and slid her hand into his pants, pulling his boxer down over his erection, before wrapping her fingers around it firmly and beginning to jerk it up and down slowly. Brandon looked around the bar, but the only other people in there were the barmaid and a man who seemed to be kissing and fingering her as if he wanted to fuck her right there. Moments later, they got up drunkenly and staggered out of the bar to the back leaving Brandon and Emma alone.

“You want me to tell you the truth too?” he said to her, placing his hand under her chin and making her look him in the eyes. “I think that you are the most beautiful and sexy girl that I have seen in ages.”

Their heads moved closer together, their lips connecting as they began kissing hungrily. Emma jerked his dick playing her thumb over the tip and spreading the precum that had already pooled there over the surface of the skin, and Brandon felt as if he was going to explode with pleasure. His hands went to her breasts and he began massaging them over the material of her dress. He felt as if his balls were on fire when he realized that she was not wearing a bra, her nipples pebbling as he pinched them softly and began playing around with them. Emma let out a moan into his mouth and from the way that she was trembling; he could tell just how in need she was. She needed this release more than anything right now and he was stoked at the reality that he was the guy to give it to her. She finally pulled her lips away from his and looked at him with eyes clouded with lust, passion.

“I'll just close up the bar, there are some rooms in the back, we can use  one of them as long as we are out of here before the cock crows,” she said, sliding off the stool and heading off to lock the front door while Brandon fished out a couple of bills and tossed them onto the bar counter.

*****

Emma finished her cash out and then grabbed Brandon’s hand without saying a word. She led him down a long corridor, heading towards one of the rooms set aside for her for the nights when they closed late and she was too tired to go home. She had used it very few times, but right now she was just glad that it was there for her convenience because she did not know if she would have made it to some hotel alive with all the lust that was boiling within her. She could not even believe that it was she who had actually made the first move on this total stranger, but she would deal with the consequences later. She had a feeling that he was going to give her the sort of mind blowing experience that she would never forget and that was all that mattered right now. She slipped the key into the lock and then pushed the door open before hitting the light switch. Brandon immediately pulled her into his arms and kicked the door shut, their lips hungrily seeking each other out as they began kissing wildly. Emma had never felt so highly aroused in her life, she felt as if her whole body was alive for the first time. Brandon's mouth tasted like honey, and she wondered how it would feel tasting other parts of her body, parts that were way more sensitive. Her pussy had already creamed up, her thong was soaking wet, and she could even feel her juices rolling down her inner thighs; she was at the height of arousal.

“Brandon, please don’t take this the wrong way, but I really needed this. I really need to do this with you,” she breathed heavily, pulling her puffed lips away from his and looking him in the eyes as she began to unbutton his shirt.