Chapter Four #2
Do I? Hell no. I didn’t answer to any shifters, no matter how much their looks set my soul on fire.
What I was feeling was probably some kind of shifter magic left over from that snake shifter.
Once I was able to put some distance between myself and these shifters, I would be able to think clearly.
This shifter and the sinister voice were throwing me off my rocker.
“Stop testing me. You are mine, and I’m yours. You submit to me as I do to you.”
I didn’t know why hearing that made my heart skip a beat. For a very brief second, I found myself wanting to give in to the handsome shifter in front of me.
“He’s going to kill you. Run.” Hearing that sinister voice whisper in my head again brought me back to reality just as fast.
“Leave me alone.” I was talking to both the fine shifter and the voice that spoke in my head. “You have me confused with whoever that Bellum girl is. I hope you find her, but she isn’t me,” I tried to reason with him, but the scowl on his face said my words were falling on deaf ears.
“I’ll never leave you alone.” The power behind those words caused my core to tremble as I fought to hold my composure under his intense gaze.
“You may not be Bellum, but you belong to me, and I’m not leaving here without you.
” He took a step in my direction, making me tumble back over my wagon while trying to put distance between us.
I braced myself for impact with the ground, but I never felt the pain I was expecting.
Opening my eyes, I looked up into my tall stranger’s eyes.
His large arms wrapped around my frame, holding me like I weighed as little as a feather.
Peace, love and happiness were what I felt in the brief moments I rested in his arms. My heart pounded in my chest as the urge to kiss him rested on the tip of my lips.
I wanted him—no… I needed him. Fuck me! This wasn’t right.
I refused to fall victim to the tricks of shifters.
No good came from the presence of shifters, and I refused to be another casualty of a shifter.
Wiggling until I was standing on my own two feet, I moved back, putting as much distance between the two of us as I could.
“I don’t belong to you,” I snapped at him with my face balled up in disgust, although that was the furthest thing from what I was feeling. It was the only way I could think of to make him understand I wanted nothing to do with him.
“You do. I can show you in more ways than one. We’ll love you so good, you won’t ever think of leaving us.
You’ll understand the depths that our bond can take us to, and you will never want to spend a day without us.
You’ll be my everything, and we will be yours.
After we have your soul tied with ours, we’ll make your body submit to us in only the way your fated mate can.
I’ll suck your pussy dry until you can only replenish your fluids with my nut sliding down your throat.
That pussy will cry for me to fill her with our seed every day until you are carrying our cub, and even then, she will beg for us to coat her walls because she’ll know we’re hers and there's nothing you or anyone else can do about it.”
I was speechless. I wasn’t breathing, and I couldn’t think straight.
I wanted everything this shifter was speaking of.
I didn’t know if it scared me more that he had me open without me even knowing his name or that I was really considering taking him up on his offer.
That wasn’t like me. I didn’t fool with shifters.
If they weren’t buying my clothes, there was nothing for us to talk about, and even then, I spoke very few words to them.
I never had the desire to be with a shifter, and now, I was losing my mind over one I really didn’t know anything about.
“Run!” I didn’t know why, but when I heard that voice urging me to run this time, I did.
Without a second thought, I turned on my heels, leaving everything behind and running in the direction of home, desperate to get back to my cabin.
It was the only place I felt I could go to be safe, and the fact that there was a built-in safe room I could hide in too made me want to get there even faster.
Maybe I could wait out the shifter until he got tired and went to look for his next victim.
I heard gasps as I rushed past shifters and humans, bumping into them.
I would apologize to them later. Right now, I had to get home.
When I reached the forest, I didn’t hear anyone running behind me, but that didn’t stop me from running.
I knew I couldn’t run all the way home, but I hoped if I put enough distance between me and the shifter, I would be able to slow down when I made it halfway.
One thing I could always say about myself was that I was born athletic.
Where other people had to build up their stamina, mine came without me trying.
I could easily run ten miles before I tired out.
I hoped my natural abilities would out do this shifter’s or at least give me a small advantage to get away.
“Come to me,” the sinister voice demanded in my head.
“Fuck off and leave me alone.” I was growing annoyed with that voice. I wanted it to get out of my head. I didn’t know what it wanted, but I had nothing for it.
My heart dropped when I heard a thunderous roar that sounded like it was right behind me.
Without stopping my sprint, I looked back and wished I hadn’t.
Exerting everything I had in me, I picked up my pace.
As I stole one more look, my heart leaped out my chest upon seeing the biggest bear I’d ever seen in my life chasing after me.
I swear the bear looked to be the size of a rhino with fur.
That didn’t make sense. I wasn’t sure if it was because I was running and couldn’t get a good look at the fur, but it looked like it was changing colors.
Please, please, please. I didn’t know who I was begging, but I was begging, hoping someone would come save me before my legs gave out on me.
Running my fastest was wearing out my legs.
I willed my legs to keep going, but I could feel them getting weak.
Fuck. I tumbled over a tree branch that I didn’t see because I was too busy stealing looks at the bear chasing me.
Although I was scared out of my mind, something in me was begging to see the bear.
It was like I was drawn to the bear chasing me.
I wanted to see it, gaze upon the majestic beauty.
That had to be my delusions speaking because there was nothing majestic about the beast chasing me.
I tumbled down to the ground and ended up rolling down a steep hill, hitting every rock and tree branch on my way down.
I landed in a small stream, and for a moment, I was disoriented.
I laid flat on my back, allowing the cool water to wet the back of my body.
The bumps to my head had given me a false sense of safety.
With my eyes closed, I slowly moved my limbs, hoping no bones were broken.
Small pains shot from my left ankle. There wouldn’t be any more running.
I would’ve been lucky if I could do a light jog.
Inhaling deeply, I prepared myself to get up until I smelt the toasted vanilla scent shooting through my nostrils.
My eyes popped open, and there was the bear standing over me, his large muzzle pointed down inches away from my face, his fiery eyes pinning me to the ground with fear.
Easily, this shifter could’ve torn me apart if he wanted to.
Looking in his eyes, I could see that wasn’t what he wanted. The last thing he would ever do was hurt me. I felt it in my soul. This shifter didn’t want to cause me any harm. What he wanted was far worse. He wanted me.
With wide eyes, I followed the bear as he stepped back.
Sitting up slightly, I followed his movements and watched in amazement as his bones cracked and his animal features shifted into that of a man.
Seeing a shifter shift in person versus hearing about it was something words couldn’t describe.
I would never be able to fully process how that giant-ass bear just shifted into this…
beautiful, chocolate-colored, sculpted man.
Taking in this shifter in his full naked glory, I found myself in awe at the sight of how defined his body really was.
I zeroed in on his dick that looked more like my favorite dessert.
Fudge pops. My mouth watered as I tried to figure out how I could fit the entire thing in my mouth and wondered if his dick tasted as good as it looked.
He smiled at me for the first time, and I loved seeing the smile on his face.
“I can smell your arousal. I’ve been smelling that sweet pussy since you left your house this morning.” A slick grin crossed his face.
Breathlessly, I watched as my mate—I mean the shifter—stalked over to me, his dick swinging as it stood at full attention. He squatted down by my legs but facing me, and my eyes were glued to his dick. My breath picked up rapidly as I tried to anticipate his next move.
“I’m trying real hard to keep my bear in line, but I don’t think I have much more self-restraint, and I don’t think you want me to either.”
His hand slid up my thigh and found its way to my panty-covered pussy.
The shifter inhaled deeply then smiled at me in a way that said I was in trouble.
His touch was everything I had begged Alonzo for.
I spent years and years begging to feel affection from the one I loved.
Now I was tempted to receive it from one of the very beings who had taken Alonzo from me.
His firm but delicate touch had me in a dizzy fog as I fought not to give in, but I didn’t think I was going to last too much longer against his touch.