Shifter Romance: Pursued by Two Alpha Wolves (Paranormal Romance New Adult Shapeshifter Romance Threesome Short Stories Alpha) (4 page)

“We understand, Giselle,” said Owen.  “We can be thankful for the time that we did have,” he said.  “And we can look forward to you coming out this way again, whenever you feel the desire to be with us,” he said.  Giselle didn’t say anything.  She wished she could make the reality different than it was, but she knew that she had to go back to her tent, and she had to go back home.  She looked Owen in the eyes and they kissed.  Oracle rubbed Giselle’s back as she kissed Owen, and then he pressed himself against her.  She moaned softly, amazed at how much she desired them. 

Oracle couldn’t bear to see her go without making love to her.  He disrobed, and touched Giselle’s arm.  “I want to feel your nakedness,” he said. 

Giselle said nothing, but slipped out of her clothes.   Owen did the same.  Under the moonlight, among the coyotes and the mountains, Owen made love to Giselle, pleasuring her in ways that no other man had ever done.  She knew that this energy would fill her for many years to come. 

Oracle then did the same.  He climbed on top of her and entered her magical land of womanhood, where he wished to remain forever.  Giselle clung to him like she would never let go.  Oracle moved powerfully inside of her.  All too soon, Giselle reached the peak of her pleasurable sensations.  She moaned softly and then gazed up at the sky.  She felt like she had been filled with an indescribable electric energy.  Jus then a large barn owl swooped overhead, and she decided that she had to get going. 

Giselle had been initiated.  This was how the shifters left their mark on the women they chose for their lineage survival, and this was the practice that they had used for m nay years.  Giselle wondered why she had been chosen, and not Carla or Jasmine.  She wondered if she would ever see them again to have the chance to ask.   Then she walked back to her tent, under guidance form the moon.  Richard was snoring softly in his sleeping bag.  Giselle smiled.  Then she got in her tent as the stars twinkled above, and drifted of to sleep.