CRAVE (BBW Shape Shifter) (Northern Terrace: A BBW Paranormal Romance Series Book 2) (2 page)
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Authors: Elle Gordon
Those were the last things that Grant remembered before waking up naked on the bed of thorns. His muscular body ached all over. He was looking for a wild girl that night. It seemed as though he gotten lucky.
“Ugh,” he said as he stood for the first time. Grant wondered what day it was. The moon seemed to signal that at least two nights had passed. Suddenly, he smelled something sweet. The scent was overwhelming. It was also mysteriously familiar. Grant paced back and forth trying to recall the sweet scent. His memory flashed. Two luscious thighs spreading before him at the bed of the stream. Her long, soft hair bounding was down her voluptuous breasts. The scent was all too real to Grant now.
It was
her
.
Grant was unable to shake her from his head. It was as though the curves of her body were drifting in the air. The scent was so thick that he could almost taste it. Animalistic urges took over Grant’s mind.
He wanted to find Cassie, but the scent was too much. It was as if Grant was being controlled by her pheromone. His cock was so hard that it almost hurt. Grabbing his meat, Grant began to masturbate, hoping that the mix of the scent and his strokes with soothe him. However, this plan wasn’t working. He needed a mate. He needed Cassie.
“Where is she?” he growled to himself. Then he remembered what Cassie had said to him along the stream.
“Let’s play hide and seek,” she had growled. She was the panther sitting at the water’s edge. It was clear to Grant now that this was her invitation. Her scent was the trail leading to her.
The hunt had begun.
Rushing through the trees, Grant felt more nimble than ever before. His body was warm all over, unaffected by the cool night air. He looked at the wounds on his arm. Bite marks. This cat wanted more than just to be found; she wanted him all.
Grant found the stream. His mouth felt dry as he looked rushing water. Her scent began to wane, but he needed to drink. Getting down to all fours, he lapped at clear liquid. His muscles flexed as he weighed down on the earth. Then something caught him again.
Her scent had returned.
Alert, Grant sprung back up. Taking in another breath, he felt his cock harden with excitement.
She was close.
Bounding through the trees, he brushed against foliage and low hanging branches. Some of them scraped at his rough skin, but Grant didn’t pay any attention. There was a woman to be found; a pantheress. Until she was found, his craving wouldn’t end.
The scent was stronger. It was as if he was swimming inside of it. Inside of her. Soon it was too strong. He couldn’t take it anymore. The desire was relentlessly attacking him. Grant’s cock was now at full mast. He needed to plunge his meat deep inside of her vessel. If he didn’t, he would sure go stark raving.
Suddenly, he saw her.
She was swimming in a pool where the stream collected at the edge of the forest. Grant realized that it was a lake with great stones protruding from the top of the water. Her sleek body was swimming gracefully toward the center of the lake. Fur as dark as the midnight water lined her skin. She was so hidden that if it weren’t for her smell, Grant never would have found her.
He wanted to call out to her. However, this wasn’t possible. The desire was too much. Grant could only make emotional noises. He growled as he rushed into the water.
The panther’s eyes turned around to him. They were neon orbs glowing in the dark. A grin seemed to arise on its face. Then it shifted. Cassie whipped her wet hair back against her restored, voluptuous body. As Grant pushed through the water, he saw her plump tits floating at the top of the water.
“You found me,” she smiled.
Grant said nothing.
“You’re not going to answer me?” she asked. Cassie knew that Grant couldn’t speak. She had cursed him. He wanted her, so she gave him her all. Now he was just like her, a savage beast looking for a fierce fuck under a full moon.
“Give,” he grunted as he swam through the water.
“What was that?” she teased him. The males always had trouble speaking under the powers of the moon. Still, Cassie was even a little terrified of this massive body coming toward her. He was clearly virulent and ready to seed. Still, she wouldn’t allow this. He had to prove himself over time.
Just as she went swimming away, Grant was upon her. His thick fingers grabbed at her fleshy hips. His eyes glared at her with an insatiable craving. Cassie felt Grant’s arms slip away and spread her thighs open in the water. Then the hard girth of his massive cock rubbed against her opening.
There was no turning back from the beast that she had created.
Cassie straddled him. Then Grant shoved his meat deep inside of her. The rush of his thick cock filled her in full. She moaned as he took her, grabbing her plump buttocks as he excavated her tunnel.
Reaching up, she grabbed his shoulders. They were flexed with stringy muscle protruding from under the skin. Wrapping her legs around his back, Cassie rode up and down on Grant’s massive cock.
“Fuck,” Grant said as he spat through his teeth. “Fuck.”
His words were short but spoke novels to Cassie. He had become a candidate for her new alpha male. All she needed was to make him spurt for the plan to work. However, Grant would first need to make her cum, or he was no true alpha.
“Slow,” she hushed him. Grant’s expression was still ravenous as he lowered her. She could see him fighting his urges to fuck her wildly in the water. “Slow.”
With chest heaving, she felt Grant’s cock sliding in and out of the wetness of her pussy. Cassie could nearly feel every fleshy ridge and pulsing vein as it popped in and out of her.
“Ah…” she moaned. This was a bad idea. Grant took her signal of pleasure as an invitation. One in which he could do with her as he pleased.
Grabbing her, he pushed through the water toward a pair of large, smooth stones. Cassie braced herself as Grant shoved her onto the flat part of one. She climbed to her knees. Grant followed close behind.
“Yes…” he growled as he slapped his cock against her ass. Cassie was on all fours as Grant’s meat pushed up and down against her cheeks. “Now…”
She was shaken but couldn’t help being aroused. Looking back, Cassie saw her soon-to-be alpha’s rippling muscles. They flexed in the moonlight as he pushed down inside of her again. Plundering deeper, she felt every inch of him pushing against her insides. The pleasure blossomed as he grinded.
Flesh against flesh.
Warm meat inside of warm walls.
Cassie had never been craved for like this. Grant, however, was the only other man that she had ever turned. It was an ancient art to change a man, but Cassie’s need for a beast that could protector in the wilderness made it all possible.
Taking his cock was sensational. Grant was the best fuck of her life. She tried to not show him. It was important that he worked for his pantheress. Still, it was as if his juicy cock was designed perfectly for the inside of her fleshy pussy. Intensity increased. Cassie wouldn’t be able to hold out for much longer.
“Ah!” she growled into the night air.
“Finish!” he demanded. The friction of the rock was gripping Cassie down. It was as if Grant knew that she couldn’t escape, and that his urge was to make her cum. Just as the pressure was building again, his cock made a turn, massaging inside of her at the perfect spot.
“AH!” Cassie called out. An eruption like warm lava pushed from inside of her. It flooded around Grant’s cock. She gripped the back of his head.
“Yes!” Grant roared. “Fuck!”
He gushed, too. Pulling out of her orgasming pussy, Grant sputtered fast jets of white, rewarding cream all over her stomach. The third pumped reached as high as her neck, drenching her breasts in a warm glaze.
Grant heaved up and down as he lied against the rock next to Cassie. They were both exhausted from their vicious romp.
“Feel better now?” Cassie asked him, purring near his resting body. She reached her hands up and played with his wet and matted hair.
“Yes,” he answered succinctly. Grant was tired by relieved. The monster was still inside of him; however, it felt satisfied. That is, satisfied for now. Cassie was the only thing he could think of as they laid there on the stones together. She was ravenous, voluptuous, and mysterious. These were all things he loved in a woman.
Suddenly, his heart started to race faster. Grant began coughing as he grabbed at his chest.
“Calm,” Cassie said as she reached for him. Grant couldn’t be still. His heart felt as though it was going to explode from his chest. “It’s okay.”
It wasn’t okay. Grant’s world was out of control. His life felt threatened.
Clambering up the stones, Grant found his footing. His naked body flexed as he dug his fingers deeper into his muscular chest. Suddenly, his skin began to burn.
“What’s happening?” he growled at Cassie. She stood up from the water like a full-bodied goddess, walking elegantly toward him.
“This is normal for the first time,” she said. “Your body must adjust.”
“To what?” he asked.
“You’re becoming my mate,” she explained. “My alpha.”
Black fur jutted out of Grant’s skin. His knees bent. Eyes turned yellow.
Soon Grant was on all fours, purring loudly at his pantheress.
“Good boy,” she said stroking his onyx fur. “Come.”
Cassie’s hips swayed as she walked into the woods. Grant and the animal couldn’t take their eyes off of her. They followed their mistress into the thicket of trees. It was all like a nightmare to Grant; one that he was happy to not awake.
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