ROMANCE: PARANORMAL ROMANCE: Coveted by the Werewolves (Paranormal MMF Bisexual Menage Romance) (New Adult Shifter Romance Short Stories) (258 page)

“I understand you, sweetheart. I really need it too. I feel as if I need it more than anything that I have ever needed in my life before,” Brandon said, peeling off his shirt and tossing it onto a chair, as Emma crouched down before him and began unbuckling his belt.

She felt as if she was possessed as she pulled his pants open, dragging them to his ankles and then pulling down his boxers to reveal a sweet looking cock, curved to perfection to pleasure her innermost places. She moved her head closer to his crotch and breathed in his male scent, and just like some fine wine, it went straight to her head making her dizzy with desire. She slipped out her tongue, and with her eyes fixated on Brandon's, flicked it over the tip of his dick, getting a taste of his male honey, which had formed on the huge pink slit on the tip. Wrapping her lips over the head, Emma began sucking it with her mouth making Brandon groan with desire.

“Oh fuck, yeah, that feels good,” he groaned as she took more and more of his dick into her mouth, her head beginning to move up and down on the shaft.

Feeling the intense need for more than just a shaft inside her mouth, she pulled her mouth off the cock suddenly and stood up as Brandon sounded his disappointment. Reaching behind her, she unzipped her dress and pulled it off her body swiftly, leaving her standing there naked in just her thong and heels. She then hooked her finger into her thong and slipped it off, bringing it up and pressing it onto Brandon's nose as she pushed him backwards towards the bed, glad that he had gotten rid of his shoes and socks. As he breathed in her love juices, she made him get onto his back on the bed and then climbed on top of him, straddling his head with her dripping sex right above his face. Emma lowered her pussy onto his face, and Brandon wrapped his hands around her thighs, pulling her down onto his mouth. She let out a moan of pleasure as he began lapping at her aching folds, sucking her clit into his mouth and beginning to lavish it with pleasure. She then leaned forward, her face aiming for his crotch and once again began sucking on his dick. She rubbed her pussy over his mouth, loving the sensations as they pleasured each other, 69 style.

Brandon parted her butt cheeks with his hands and she felt a finger trailing down the length of her crack, coming to a stop on the rim of her butt hole. He eased a finger into her butt hole slowly, and Emma felt as if she was going to explode with pleasure. While fingering her butt hole, Brandon sucked on her clit hard and consistently, and that was enough to bring out the first signs of her orgasm. She felt her stomach tightening, and before she could control it, Emma climaxed hard, her juices flowing freely all over Brandon's face. She rubbed her pussy frantically over his mouth until her climax ebbed before she suddenly pulled herself off of his face and without getting off Brandon, moved over him until she was straddling his erection. She reached her hand for his dick and guided it into her cunt as she lowered herself onto it in reverse cowgirl, loving the sensations of its thickness against her overly sensitive walls.

*****

“Oh yeahh!” Brandon moaned as he felt the tightness of her love sheath closing around his aching cock.

This was definitely an experience that he would live to remember, the naïve looking but wild bartender out to kill him with pleasure. He slapped her buttocks, looking down at them as his dick disappeared into her delicious wetness. She then leaned forward, resting her hands on his knees as she began riding him in long delicious strokes. Brandon felt as if he had died and gone to heaven. Surely, nothing on earth could feel as good as the pleasure that this stranger was giving him. She rode him intensely, gripping her pussy muscles around his shaft whenever she pulled off him, and the pleasure was almost more that he could take. The thing that really got him off was the fact that she also seemed to be enjoying it enormously, her movements becoming more rapid and intense with every stroke.

“Oh yeah, it feels so good, oh yeah!” she moaned over and over and Brandon was having a hard time controlling himself.

He would have loved to come inside her already, but he knew that she had just come in his mouth and would probably take some time to get off again. Moving his hand to his dick, he reached around it for her clit and began rubbing it hard over his shaft as it drove in and out of her love slit. That seemed to do the trick because her moans became even more intense, her pussy creaming up even more with her desire. The silky feel of her love juices was maddeningly pleasant making Brandon's balls boil with desire. Suddenly, he felt her pussy contracting over his dick.

“Oh yes, I'm coming, oh yes, I'm coming, I'm coming!” she screamed suddenly as she rode him harder than ever.

Brandon arched his waist upwards, driving his dick deep inside her cunt. He felt a sudden heat bursting through his penis and he held her tightly by the waist as his cum shot into her love nest. Emma gripped his love rod tightly with her vagina muscles, milking every drop of love juice from it, and Brandon could feel it blending with her sweet nectar. Never in his life had he ever experienced such mind blowing sex, and he was sure that he would be coming back to The Hive to see this woman again.

*****

“I hope that you remembered to take the day off because we are having dinner with George. His son is in town until the wedding, and we would really like you to meet him at some point, although I don’t think that he will be at dinner tonight,” Lisa said, popping her head into Emma's bedroom where she stood by the dresser working on her makeup.

“I'm just hoping that it is not going to be one of those boring dinners that will leave me dozing off, mom,” Emma said.

It had been two days since she’d had the one night stand with Brandon, and she could not seem to think of anything else apart from that mind-blowing fuck. It had been the most heated night of her life and one that she was unlikely to ever forget. She was starting to think that it was too bad that they had decided that it was just a no strings attached affair and so they had not even exchanged numbers, they didn’t even know each other’s last names, although he knew where to find her anytime. Emma was not even sure that she would ever be able to enjoy sex with another man if it was not Brandon. There was just something about him, something that she could not quite place, that had touched her much deeper than a one night stand was supposed to. She wanted more, more than just a meaningless fling. She wanted to get to know him better because she had the feeling that they had something special, something more than just sex. They had a connection, and it had come naturally or else Emma would never have acted that way with him. She would never push herself at a man just like that if she didn’t feel there was something more there.

“Why do you always think that we older people are boring? Anyway, the main reason for this dinner is so that you can spend a little time with your step father, and so that we can iron out the final plans for the wedding, which I can’t believe is in only two days,” her mother said. “The wedding would be a good opportunity for you to find some man who might interest you, you know. At twenty five you are not growing any younger…”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, go on mother, I'll be upstairs in a second,” Emma went to the door kicking it  shut and forcing her mother to leave her alone so that she could finish preparing for the dinner.

Dinner conversation with George ended up being pleasant and fun, to Emma’s surprise. It turned out George was a pretty handsome and charming man and Emma could not help but wonder why there was something about him that made him seem so familiar. Maybe it was due to the fact that her mother talked about him so often to the point where Emma felt she knew him better than she actually did. He was into shipping and other businesses, and had developed a lot of wealth, something that was very appealing to Emma’s mother. That was one of the major differences between mother and daughter. Emma did not believe in material things and all; she believed in true love and true feelings. Wealth could always be acquired with the right sense of mind and opportunity. The lasagna and salad were delicious and the food was accompanied by the finest bottle of white wine, and by the time that dinner was over, Emma was not sure if she would ever be able to eat again.

“That was a very excellent meal, George, thanks,” she said politely, putting the napkin away.

“I hope that my son would at times think that way. He thinks that I throw too much money at expensive restaurants when there are much cheaper places with the same food,” George laughed.

“I think that he will really get on well with his step sister here, because she also believes in economizing on everything,” her mother said, placing her hand over George's. “I believe that it is good to make hay while the sun shines.”

“Maybe she is right in a way. In order to create wealth, one has to really save and use their resources well, but if you have the wealth, I believe that it is right to spend it as a way of spreading it to other people. I could easily open my own joints and spend all the money there, which would make it all end up coming back to me,” George said, pecking Lisa lightly on the cheek.

Lisa said her goodnights to her mom and George, and headed downstairs to her bedroom. Although she had a great night with her mom and her new step dad, all she could think about and feel was the passion and lust still lingering from her encounter with Brandon the other night.

*****

It was the day of the wedding and Lisa was pretty anxious about everything going as planned. Emma tried to ask her to leave all the arrangements to the wedding planners, but her mother was still very anxious. They had invited most of their friend's from around the country, and Linda Gray, Lisa's best friend was taking care of the bridal party. As usual, Emma was finding Linda to be incredibly irritating, although she had never bothered to voice her opinion. Linda had a way of prying through matters that did not involve her, and it usually ticked Emma off.

“Don’t tell me that is the dress that you are wearing to your mother’s wedding, young woman,” Linda said as she bumped into Emma along the corridor in the house.

“The name is Emma, Linda, stop calling me young woman. And yes, I think that this dress is appropriate for me in this age and time. I don’t wanna look like some old hag,” Emma said, checking out the short purple satin dress that she had chosen for the wedding.

It brought out her figure well, showed off just the right amount of thigh and cleavage to make any man wonder what lay beyond. Her gold earrings matched with her necklace, clutch and heels and although Emma was not anticipating on meeting any interesting people at the wedding, she still wanted to look sexy, young and vibrant.

“I still don’t think that you are going to find the right kind of man dressed like that,” Linda said, waltzing away as Emma made her way to one of the waiting vehicles outside.

She wanted this wedding to be over with already so that she could get on with her life, and hopefully meet up with Brandon at her workplace again sometime soon for another round of amazing sex. Just the mere thought send a jolt of excitement through her body as she stepped into the waiting limousine.

“Girl, you are looking hot,” Tina, one of her best friend's who had travelled all the way from Miami to attend the wedding said to her as Emma settled next to her in the car.

“I'm glad that someone thinks so. Linda thinks that I'm dressed inappropriately,” Emma sighed, leaning back and looking at her friend. “I've missed you! You are going to have to tell me all about Miami once this whole thing is over with.”

“I’ve missed you too, girl. So, tell me, how’s life? Have you found that special person that makes your heart tick everytime that you think of him?” Tina said, placing her hand on Emma's on the chair.

“I'm not sure, Tina. There is this guy, he came  up to The Hive a couple of days ago, and one thing kind of led to another, you know what I mean,” Emma said, her face coloring as she blushed.

“Ah, it finally looks like someone has swept my best friend off her feet! Who is this dude, and when do I get to meet him now that I am here for a week or so?” Tina’s face brightened up as she squeezed Emma's hand.

“That is just the thing, T, I don’t know if I'll ever see him again,” Emma said absentmindedly.

“Oh no, girl, don’t tell me that you had a one night stand with one of your customers and you expect to see him again? If I were you I wouldn’t bank my hopes on that sort of thing. You need to fall in love with someone that you meet often, someone that you talk to several times a day, someone-“

“Tina, this guy is more than all of that. He and I connected on a whole other level, and I have this strong feeling that we are going to meet up again pretty soon, believe me,” Emma interrupted her friend, and it was true, she had this gut feeling that she was going to meet Brandon again very soon, and this time when she did, she was going to take down his number and call him up later.

“Well then, good luck to you, my friend,” Tina said as the limo set into motion behind the bridal group.

*****

Brandon hated attending these functions that exposed him to so many people, preferring to live a quiet lifestyle, but since it was his father's wedding, he was going to attend. He ran his comb through his dark hair one more time as he checked himself out in the dresser mirror. His black designer tux held his broad frame well and he was sure that all the women at the function would be all over him. There was one woman that he would have loved to be there: the bartender from The Hive, Emma. He had not yet been able to get her off his mind and it seemed like she had become something like a plague to him. It was unlike him to fall in love with a woman that he had just met, but yes, it looked like the love bug had bitten him and he was in love with her. Several times that morning he had picked up the phone to call The Hive and ask for her address, but he had stopped himself right on time since it would be as if he was intruding on her privacy, and he didn’t want to come off as a stalker.