Shifter’s Baby (Alpha Fantasy Paranormal Billionaire Shifter BBW Romance) (64 page)
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Authors: Faye Summers
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Scout and Easton sat at the kitchen table. The large light hanging pendulously over them, illuminating their faces. Her brown eyes and his blue both fixated on Scout’s mother as she toiled over the stove.
“I’m just saying that I think it’d be a good opportunity for you two to bond.” She said, as she stirred the jambalaya.
“Mom, I think I speak for Easton as well when I say that we don’t really want to bond.” Her mother sighed.
“Scout, come on. It’s not like we’re asking you two to share a room together, it’s a camping trip.” She said.
“Stella, Scout’s right. Just because you married my dad and we’re technically family now, doesn’t mean that we have to be best friends. We just don’t have anything in common.” Easton said as he scratched his head through the nest of blonde curls. “I mean…I get what you’re trying to do but, well, we’re big kids now.” Scout giggled.
“I’m a big kid now!” She sang the toy store jingle. Her mother ignored her.
“I get it, but as big as you kids are, you’re still living with your parents at eighteen years old and I think that gives us the right to make some decisions for you.” Stella banged the spoon on the side of the pot to free the rice that stuck to it. “So, I’m sorry to be the wicked stepmother here, but your dad and I insist that you two go.” She turned to the two teens just in time to see their faces fall.
“Mom, I swear to God! You’re only making us go on this stupid thing because you are going to that retreat and you don’t trust us to stay at home alone.” Scout’s expression turned hard.
“You’re right, I don’t trust you to be at home alone and for good reason. Do you remember what happened when Willy and I went to Cabo? We left you two alone for a week and came back to beer cans in the trash and the house was a disaster.” Stella said as she turned to the cupboard and began pulling out plates. “So, that’s that.” She set the plates on the kitchen countertop.
Scout licked the front of her teeth, silently seething at her mother’s controlling plan to get her and Easton out of the house. She didn’t want to go camping, least of all with Easton.
“Easton will drive you two to the parking lot at the church and from there you’ll just get on the bus. I’ll tell Mary to expect you so she will know if you don’t show up.” Stella turned around and eyed the two teens. “Don’t look so miserable, it’s only going to be a couple of days and then you can go back to hating each other if that’s what you want.”
It wasn’t that Scout hated Easton, or vice versa, it was more that their parents had met when they were awkward teenagers. Accepting a new sibling is never easy, but accepting a new sibling who is the same age as you when you are both broody and sullen is a little more difficult. Their sibling relationship began with constant bickering over who was spending too long in the bathroom. Soon it progressed to who was spreading rumors about the other at school. Things finally came to a head when Easton started to tell everyone that his step-sister was sleeping with one of the teachers. It was then that Stella and Willy had stepped in and decided that they had to force the teens to at least tolerate each other’s presence. So far their plans had failed miserably. The only time the teens seemed to even put up with each other was when they were teaming up against their parents.
“Dad, will you talk to Stella?” Willy looked at his son and frowned.
“I’ve asked you a million times to call her mom or Mrs. Hanks, it’s incredibly disrespectful to call your mother by her first name.”
“She’s not my mother.” Easton said, glaring at his father.
“Fine, step-mother.” Willy sat in his recliner, his newspaper in his hands.
“Well?” Easton said.
“Well what?” Willy asked, putting his newspaper down in his lap.
“Will you talk to her?”
“About what?” It was obvious that Willy hadn’t been listening.
“About this camping thing she’s making me and Scout go on. We’re old enough to make our own decisions and I don’t think it’s fair that she can try to make us go on some church camping trip.” Easton was beginning to sound whiny and there was nothing Willy hated more.
“Sorry, kid, you’re going. End of story.” Easton knew better than to push. With a frustrated sigh he stormed out of the room towards the staircase.
“Easton, dinner will be ready in five minutes, you’d better be down here when it is!” Stella called from the kitchen.
Easton’s nostril’s flared as he stomped up the stairs like a pouting child. He was tired of being treated like a kid, but every time he tried to fight it he was met with the ‘our house, our rules’ comeback. He couldn’t wait to have his own place so he could make his own rules, but with what he made at the grocery store, it’d be a while.
Scout and Easton had lost all appeals to get out of the camping trip. They now found themselves crammed in to an old school bus amid fifteen complete strangers. Scout guessed that they were all freshmen in high school because they didn’t look any older. She wasn’t seeking to confirm her suspicions however, since that would mean the possibility of someone trying to get to know her. Instead, she sat beside Easton twirling her long dark hair around her fingers and staring out of the window. At least, she thought, Easton would be just as miserable for the next few days.
“Who wants to sing a song?!” Mary called from the front seat. A chorus of voices cheered and they all broke in to singing ‘Kumbaya.’
“Oh brother.” Scout muttered under her breath. Easton snickered.
“Right?!”
“Can you tell how much fun this weekend is going to be?” Scout asked.
“We’ll figure out something to do, but I’m sure as hell not sitting around a campfire singing Kumbaya.” Easton said.
The drive out to the National Forest was long. It was made even longer than the repeated choruses of campfire songs. By the time the bus pulled up in to the gravel parking lot, Scout and Easton both itching to get off.
“Okay, everyone! Be careful when you get off the bus! I want you all to collect your bags and just wait. When everyone has their bags we will walk out to the camping area together.” Easton rolled his eyes. It was going to be a very long couple of days.
Once Mary had led everyone out to the camping area, she instructed everyone to put up their own tents. Scout watched in amusement as the freshmen struggled with tent poles and ropes. She was thankful to have a pop-up tent. The younger kids all circled their tents around the pre-existing fire pit. Scout and Easton picked a small area further back and closer to the tree line. When Mary saw where they had put up their tents she walked by, shaking her head disapprovingly.
“I’d really like it if you guys moved a little bit closer to everyone else.” She said. Easton took it as a suggestion more than a request and decided that they would stay where they were. Scout concurred. Once Mary had walked away from earshot Easton mimicked her nasally voice.
“I’d really like it if…fuck you! I’d really like it if you left me the fuck alone!” He said. Scout laughed loudly and Mary turned to look at them both suspiciously. After a few seconds of staring at them both she shook her head and moved on.
“I don’t think she likes us very much!” Scout said as she threw her backpack inside her tent.
“Good, maybe she’ll steer clear of us and not play your mom’s spy all weekend.” Easton said as he reached in to his backpack and pulled out a pack of cigarettes.
“Oh God, I hadn’t thought of that.” Scout said. “Do you really think she’s going to be spying on us the whole time?” Easton shrugged as he pulled a cigarette out of the box and slipped it between his thick lips.
“Don’t really give a shit.” He patted his shirt pocket and then pulled out a lighter. Taking a long drag, he offered the cigarette to Scout. She took it and took a long drag too before handing it back to him.
“So…” Scout said, smoke slipping from her lips. “This trip is pretty much going to suck either way, what do you say we make it fun?” Easton took another drag, paused and then let the smoke curl from his lips.
“What did you have in mind?” He offered her the cigarette again and she took it.
“I’m not sure yet, but I really want to fuck with her head.” She took a drag and handed the cigarette back.
“Hmm, I’m in. Sounds like more fun than what she’s probably got planned.” Just then, as Easton took another drag from the cigarette, Mary’s voice came from across the camp.
“Easton, if that’s a cigarette in your hand then so help me God!” She sounded angrier than Easton imagined she could ever be. He stubbed the cigarette out.
“I don’t think you’re supposed to say God like that!” He shouted back. Scout laughed. Mary glared in their direction for a few minutes before turning away and walking to one of the kid’s tents.
“Nice one.” Scout said.
Mary had dedicated the rest of the afternoon to ‘making camp.’ This meant filling plastic water bottles from a nearby stream and dropping purifying tablets in to them, starting a campfire and an awful lot of chattering. Scout and Easton remained on the outskirts of the camp, sneaking the odd cigarette and making fun of everyone else.
At around nine pm Mary instructed everyone to get in to their tents. They would be allowed, she said, to keep lights on for another hour. After that, she would be coming around to check any tents that still had lights on.
“Are you serious?” Easton huffed. “Fucking nine o’clock? What are we, ten?” Scout shrugged.
“Whatever,” she said, “at least we don’t have to listen to anymore campfire songs or lame attempts at scary stories.” As Scout spoke, a look of mischief crossed Easton’s face and finally he grinned widely.
“I’ve got an idea.” He said.
“What?” Scout answered as she stood up, brushing the dirt from her ass.
“Wait and see, but I guarantee it’ll really freak Mary out.” Scout grinned.
“Sounds like the perfect kind of plan then.”
Scout lay on her back on top of her sleeping bag, reading her book. She found something quite peaceful in listening to the crickets outside and relaxing with an erotic romance book. Just as she turned the page, she heard footsteps outside her tent. Seconds later the front flap unzipped and Easton slipped in to her tent.
“Hey.” He said quietly.
“Hey, what’s up?” Scout didn’t bother sitting up, rather she waited for Easton to sit down.
“Mary’s starting to make rounds to all the tents with lights still on. I turned mine off, but I have a plan.” Scout frowned.
“And are you going to tell me what the plan is?” She asked. Easton held up his finger to shush her as he listened.
“Just follow my lead.” He whispered. Scout set her book down beside her and listened to the silence.
Scout and Easton listened to the silence for what felt like forever and then there was the swooshing of footsteps through the grass. Before Scout knew what was happening, Easton was lying on top of her. She looked up at him, wide-eyed. He pressed his finger against her lips as he listened for the footsteps getting closer. When finally he heard them outside the tent, he began to make muffled moans. Looking down at Scout he silently urged her to do the same.
“Mmm! Ohhhh!” She murmured. Easton followed suit.
“Oh God, yes!” His eyes sparkled as he grinned down at her.
“Scout?!” Mary’s voice came from outside the tent flap. Scout didn’t answer.
“Oooooh!” She moaned again. Now Easton began to thrust, dry humping her and really getting in to the part.
“Oh fuck!” He said, a little louder. As he rocked on top of Scout she could feel his cock getting harder and her heart began to race.
“Scout?!” Mary’s voice came again. Again Scout pretended not to hear. Then, seconds later the flap to the tent opened and there was a loud gasp. “Oh!” Mary said. For some reason she stood there frozen, watching Easton grinding on top of Scout.
“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Easton said, trying not to laugh. Scout bit down on her bottom lip.
“Mmm!” She moaned as she rocked with his body.
“Oh my God…” Mary said, turning around and fleeing the tent just as quickly as she could.
Easton grinned down at Scout, his eyebrows raised with amusement.
“Can you imagine what she is thinking right now?” He whispered. Scout smiled up at him.
“I’m more interested in what you’re thinking right now.” Scout said. Easton frowned.
“What do you mean?” He asked.
“I mean you have a huge boner.” Easton sat back and looked down.
“Oh…yeah, well I did just spend the last few minutes grinding my cock against you.” He smirked, no trace of embarrassment at all. Scout looked up in to his blue eyes as he straddled her. Then, without a word, she reached in front of her and unbuttoned his pants. Easton watched her in anticipation as she slowly slid down his zipper. When her warm hand finally slipped in to his boxers and pulled out his fat cock, he could hardly breathe. “What are you doing?” He said, his breath catching in his throat.
“Shh…” Scout whispered. As she ran her tongue over her plump pink lips, Easton knew just what it was that she wanted. He crawled up her body until he was straddling her just under her armpits. Scout smiled and parted her lips. As she did, Easton took his cock in his hand and gently rubbed it against her bottom lip. At first he barely touched her, afraid that what they were doing was wrong. The second time, Scout dared to stick out her tongue and gently she touched the tip of his cock.
“Ahh!” He gasped at the feeling of her tongue on him. Scout drew her tongue back in to her mouth, the sweet tangy taste of his pre-cum making her hotter than ever. Opening her mouth once again she lifted her head and slid the whole head of his cock in to her mouth. He was warm and she could feel his cock throb against her tongue. Bobbing her head forward some more, she slipped more of his shaft in to her mouth. “Oh fuck…” Easton whispered. Scout looked up at him with her big brown eyes as she tried to take more of his shaft between her lips. Bobbing her head back and forward, she watched him as his breathing became faster. She wanted to encourage him, beg him to cum in her mouth, but she couldn’t bring herself to slide him from between her lips to say anything.
Easton leaned forward, his hands above her head. Scout lay back and let him fuck her lips like he was fucking her pussy.
“Mmm,” she moaned as he slid further down her throat.
“Fuckkkk!” Easton said, louder than before. It was then that Scout felt the warm flow of his cum dripping down her throat. She gulped at his cock, taking every drop he had as his body shuddered above her. “Ahhh, ahhh…” He said as she milked him.
Easton pulled back, sliding his cock from her mouth. He couldn’t help but smile at Scout as she licked her lips.
“I didn’t mean for that to happen…” he whispered as he slipped off Scout. She nodded as she watched him stuff himself back in to his boxers. “It was supposed to be a prank.” Scout nodded again.
“It can’t happen again.” She said, her voice sticky with the remnants of his cum.
“Right.” He said. After a few moments pause, Easton zipped and buttoned up his pants. “I should go back to my tent.” He said as he jerked his head to the front flap of the tent. Scout nodded.
“Goodnight,” She whispered.
“Goodnight,” he said.
Scout listened as Easton went back to his tent. When she heard the zipper of his tent flap go down, she slipped her hand down in to her panties. She had never been so horny or so wet before in her life.
