Chapter 10

 

In his dream, Ginger was straddling him. She was naked, her small breasts bouncing lightly as she rocked against his dick, and her pale face was flushed with excitement. He couldn’t stop purring, couldn’t stop from gripping her narrow hips and lifting her until he could feel the heat of her pussy on the head of his cock. He wanted her so badly, needed her, and he didn’t want to deny himself a moment longer.

“Fenton? Open your eyes, honey.”

He didn’t want to open his eyes, he wanted to keep dreaming about Ginger and her tight little body and soft moans. He had continued to spend each night with her at her apartment and his lust for her was nearly out of control. He muttered irritably and then twitched and purred when her soft hand stroked his chest.

She giggled, god he loved it when she giggled, and patted his chest. “Wake up. I have a surprise for you.”

He rubbed at his eyes and stretched, wondering at her little gasp, and blinked sleepily. He turned his head and stared at Ginger’s empty pillow.

“Ginger?” He said hoarsely.

“Up here, honey,” she said.

For the first time he became aware of her weight, of her soft skin against his, and his cheetah growled happily when he turned his head and stared at the naked woman sitting on him.

“Fuck,” he whispered and she giggled again.

“Ginger, what time is it?” He said groggily.

She glanced at the alarm clock. “Just after seven. Sorry, I’m a bit of an early riser, even on the weekends.”

“Am I – am I dreaming?” He asked. He felt extraordinarily stupid and slow but he really wasn’t sure if he was awake or still asleep.

“No,” she said. “Not dreaming, honey.”

“We can’t,” he said. “Your ribs – “

“Are much better,” she said firmly. “I think as long as I’m on top, we’ll be fine. I don’t want any pressure on my ribs.”

“This is not a good idea,” he groaned as she stroked his cock firmly. Jesus, how the hell did she have such soft hands?

“It’s a very good idea,” she whispered before carefully leaning over him and pressing her mouth against his. He kissed her gently and she gave his cock a squeeze before thrusting her tongue into his mouth.

He traced the new scar on her jawline with his fingers before cupping her breast. She gasped and made a soft moaning noise when he teased her nipple.

“I really can’t wait,” she suddenly said. “I’m sorry, I just can’t. You have no idea how badly I want you, Fenton.”

“I think I have an idea,” he murmured against her mouth. He slid one hand between her thighs and cupped her pussy. She was very wet and he carefully pushed one finger into her.

“OH!” She ground her pussy against his hand and kissed him again before sitting up.

“Yeah, I definitely can’t wait.”

She leaned over carefully, holding one hand against her ribs, and opened the nightstand before pulling out a condom. He gave her a look of surprise and she blushed a little. “I bought them last week. I really want to have sex with you, Fenton.”

He purred in response and she ripped the foil open and smoothed it over his cock. “God, you’re big.”

“Thank you,” he said before giving her a cheeky grin.

She braced her hand against his chest and he gripped her hips, helping to lift her as she grasped his cock and pressed the head against her narrow entrance. He thrust up a little, he just couldn’t help himself, and she winced slightly.

He froze beneath her, his body screaming at him to enter her, and gave her a worried look. “We have to stop.”

“Like hell we have to stop,” she said grumpily and they both moaned when she pushed her body down on to his cock. Despite his size he slid into her easily, she was dripping wet and there was only the slightest pleasure-drenched resistance, and he made a harsh groan as his hands tightened on her hips.

“Holy fuck, that feels amazing.”

“It really does,” she agreed breathlessly. “Fuck, you’re so big. Move slow, okay?”

“I’ll try,” he groaned. He rocked his hips in a gentle up and down motion. Ginger gasped and he reached up and cupped her breasts, kneading them lightly as she rode him carefully.

He was purring so loudly he could barely hear her soft moans and sighs of pleasure, and she rested her hands on his chest before rocking back and forth. They moved together in long, slow strokes. Fenton, purring and panting harshly, watched as Ginger moved her hand between her thighs.

She hesitated and gave him an anxious look. “Do you mind if I, um, touch myself? I can’t always climax from sex alone.”

He shook his head. “I told you, love, anytime you want to touch yourself, you go right ahead.”

She blushed prettily and he growled loudly when she rubbed her pussy.

“Lean back,” he said hoarsely. “I want to watch you rub your pretty little clit.”

Her blush deepened but she did what he asked. He moved his hands to her pussy, stroking the soft dark curls before spreading her apart with his thumbs. He watched her fingers rub her swollen clit, his hips speeding up in response, and it only took a moment or two before she was making loud moans of pleasure and grinding her pussy on to his cock. He growled again, his fangs descending as she rubbed her clit furiously before arching her back and coming. Her pussy squeezed his cock rhythmically and he was lost. His hands dug into her hips and he thrust twice more and climaxed. He shuddered beneath her, his hands clenching and unclenching around her hips as she stroked his chest with one hand and took harsh gulps of air. Her other hand was pressed tightly against her side and when his brain finally started working again, he gave her a look of dismay.

“I hurt you.”

“No,” she said immediately. “You didn’t. It’s just a little tender but trust me,” she leaned over and kissed him lightly, “it was so worth it.”

He smiled at her before helping her ease off his body. She relaxed on the bed with a soft sigh as he disposed of the condom and curled up next to her. “That was the best morning wake-up call ever.”

She giggled and cupped his cheek. “Does this mean I can convince you to stay with me again tonight?”

“Love, I’ll stay with you forever,” he said. His eyes widened as he realized what he’d just blurted out and he cleared his throat loudly. “Sorry, that was really creepy sounding. I meant that I’ll stay with you for as long as you need me.”

She was giving him a solemn look and his heart pounded in his chest when she said, “Forever sounds about right to me, Fenton.”

 

* * *

 

“I’m sorry I’m late,” Ginger said as she sat down next to Ava.

“No problem,” Ava said. “We got your coffee already. Hey, I switched shifts with Bess so I’m working with you tomorrow on your first day back.”

“That’s great,” Ginger said. “Thanks, honey. How are you feeling?”

“Better,” Ava said.

Ginger took a sip of her coffee as Willow leaned forward and studied her closely.

“What?” Ginger said self-consciously.

“You had sex with Fenton,” Willow announced.

“Willow! Keep your voice down!” Ginger looked around the busy coffee shop as Ava grinned.

“Well, you did – didn’t you,” Willow said. “Don’t try and deny it. I know an ‘I just had amazing sex’ face when I see it.”

Ginger, blushing furiously, nodded. “Yes, we slept together.”

“And? How was it?” Willow said. “Everything you had hoped for?”

“And more,” Ginger said.

Willow nudged Ava. “She’s talking about his penis.”

Ava burst into laughter and Willow grinned at her. “What? She totally is. Ginger?”

Ginger took a sip of coffee. “I totally am.”

“See!” Willow said to Ava. “I’ll say one thing – shifters are certainly blessed in that department. Thank God, Mal marked me as his mate. I could never go back to normal size penis after being with Mal.”

“Size isn’t everything, Willow,” Ava said.

“Says the woman sleeping with a grizzly shifter,” Willow said to Ginger. “Did you know that grizzly shifters have their own line of condoms? They’re too big to fit into regular ones.”

“Really?” Ginger said. “Good for you, Ava.”

“As much as I’m enjoying pretending we’re teenage girls who’ve never seen a damn penis before,” Ava said dryly, “I have some news.”

She took a deep breath and smiled at Ginger. “I’m pregnant.”

Ginger’s mouth dropped open. “You’re pregnant?”

“I am. Just a couple of months so we’re keeping it quiet for now. Only you, Willow and Mal know at the moment.”

“Oh, honey,” Ginger said, “I’m so happy for you!”

“Thank you.” Ava was careful not to touch Ginger’s ribs when the small brunette hugged her tightly.

“I can’t believe it,” Ginger said. “This is really great.”

“It is,” Ava said. “And I can hardly believe it myself.”

“You’ll believe it when you’re trying to give birth to a giant-headed baby,” Willow said with a laugh.

“Will you know right away if the baby is a shifter?” Ginger asked curiously.

Ava nodded. “Yes. Well, I won’t, but Bishop says that he’ll be able to smell if the baby is a shifter or not.”

“That’s so cool,” Willow said. “Do you think Bishop will be upset if it isn’t a shifter?”

“No. He says he doesn’t care at all.”

“What happens if it is a shifter and you’re feeding it and it shifts?” Willow asked. “Will you have a teeny bear with no teeth on your boob?”

Ava and Ginger laughed as Willow shrugged. “Hey, it’s a valid question.”

“Shifters don’t shift for the first time until they’re two or three years old,” Ava replied. “And Bishop said he didn’t shift until he was nearly four so our baby might take longer as well.’

“Are you going to tell Leslie?” Willow asked.

Ava sighed. “Not sure yet. I’m leaving it up to Bishop to decide, she’s his mother, but if we do and she says one word against Bishop or this baby, I’ll beat her to a pulp.”

Willow laughed. “Only you would threaten to beat up a grizzly shifter.”

She squeezed Ava’s hand before smiling at Ginger. “So, Kat and her best friend Bria are going to this club tonight and they’ve invited Ava and me to go with them. Kat said to tell you that you were invited as well. We’re doing a girl’s night. Are you interested?”

“Oh, um…” Ginger hesitated, “well, Fenton is coming over after work tonight and, you know…”

“I do know,” Willow said. “Say no more. Have fun sexing up your cheetah shifter – try not to crack another rib, okay?”

Ginger laughed. “I’ll be careful.”

 

* * *

 

“It’s good to finally meet you, Bria!” Willow said. “Kat’s told me so much about you.”

“It’s nice to meet you too,” Bria said. “Kat said you were mated to Mal?”

“I am,” Willow said.

“And you’re with Bishop?” Bria smiled at Ava.

“Yes,” Ava replied.

“I never thought Bishop would get a girlfriend. He’s always so awkward around women,” Bria said with a grin.

Ava laughed. “He occasionally suffers from social anxiety.”

Willow studied the club. It was on the bigger side with numerous tables and an extra-large dance floor. They had sat as far from the dance floor as they could – the music was a little quieter but not by much – and ordered some drinks.

Willow glanced at Kat. She was scanning the club, her long red nails tapping the table anxiously and her nostrils flaring repeatedly.

“You know, I was a little surprised when Kat invited us for a girls’ night at this club,” Bria said. “A club isn’t usually her scene.”

“Oh, it’s because she knows Ronin is going to be here with that little vampire tart,” Willow said brightly.

Kat stiffened and gave Willow a sharp look. “It isn’t, Willow.”

“It totally is,” Willow said cheerily as Bria laughed. “You’re her best friend, I’m sure you know how badly she’s got the hots for him.”

Bria snickered again. “I have an idea.”

“I do not have the hots for him,” Kat said. “I have no idea where Ronin will be tonight with Mavina.” She said the vampire’s name in an angry little hiss.

“She’s fibbing,” Willow said. She was at the office when Ronin called in to tell me where he and Mavina would be tonight. She read the whiteboard.”

“Do they always have to call in when they’re doing personal protection?” Bria asked curiously.

“No, not usually. But Mal says the vampire that’s stalking Mavina is very dangerous so it’s better and safer for Ronin if we know where he is at all times. The other night he texted Mal seven different times. Mavina kept dragging him all over the city. But, hey safety first, right? Mal even gave Ronin this pager thing so if the vampire does show up, all Ronin has to do is hit a button and it will alert Mal and Bishop and they’ll haul ass to wherever he is.”

“Yeah, but, does that really help?” Bria asked. “If this vampire is as old and dangerous as you think, he’d be incredibly fast. He could do some serious damage in a matter of minutes.”

“There’s been no sign of this vampire since Mavina’s parents hired us,” Kat suddenly said. “I’m starting to suspect that Mavina exaggerated her claims that he was stalking her. If he really was that interested in her, he would have shown up long before now.”

“Maybe you’re right,” Willow said thoughtfully. “Ronin says Mavina is a terrible flirt and that she’s,” she hesitated, “enjoyed the company of more than one man in a club bathroom nearly every time they go out. Do you know she makes Ronin watch while she has sex with them? Says he’s supposed to keep his eyes on her at all times.”

Willow shook her head. “I’m all for letting your kink flag fly, but that’s a little too kinky for me. Anyway, you’d think if this old vampire dude really was obsessed with her, he wouldn’t like that she’s having sex with a bunch of men that weren’t him.”

She grinned at Kat. “Any sign of your bird yet, Kat?”

Kat scowled at her. “Time for a subject change. Ava, when’s the baby due?”

Ava’s mouth dropped open. “Willow! I asked you to keep it a secret!”

“I did,” Willow protested. “I didn’t tell Kat, I swear.”

Kat laughed. “Willow didn’t say anything to me and neither did Bishop, but I’m not stupid. You were sick with the” she made little air quotes with her fingers “flu, Bishop’s been the happiest I’ve ever seen him the last week or so and you’re drinking club soda. It wasn’t hard to figure out.”

She leaned across the table and squeezed Ava’s arm. “Congratulations by the way. I’m very happy for you both.”

“Thanks, Kat,” Ava said. “We’re happy too.”

“Well, congratulations,” Bria said. She held up her glass and Ava clinked hers against it before they both drank. “Do you know if you’re having a boy or a – “

Kat’s loud hiss interrupted her and the three women watched as Kat’s fangs descended and her nails scratched gouges into the smooth wooden table top. They followed her gaze to the dance floor. Mavina, wearing a skin-tight pair of jeans and a shimmering, silver top was standing in the middle of the dance floor. She had Ronin by the hand and Kat hissed again when she rubbed her body against his before reaching for his crotch. He caught her hand and shook his head and she pouted at him. He said something and she rolled her eyes before turning her body and grinding her ass against his crotch. He stepped back and Willow snickered loudly when the sexy vampire nearly fell on her ass. Mavina bared her fangs at Ronin who shrugged. She flipped him the bird, turned and sidled up to a group of twenty-something men who were staring open-mouthed at her. Within minutes she was in the middle of the group, dancing seductively, and Ronin backed away.

“Ronin! Hey, Ronin!” Willow screamed at the top of her lungs.

“Willow, don’t – “

Kat groaned when Ronin immediately turned and nodded at them before crossing the crowded dance floor.

He joined them at their table, letting his arm brush casually against Kat’s as he continued to watch Mavina.

“Hello, ladies.” He scanned the club as he spoke, his body tense and alert, and Kat refused to admit that she was a little turned on by his intensity.

“Hey, Ronin. Having fun with your vampire?”

“Something like that,” he said cheerfully. He glanced briefly at them before his gaze returned to Mavina. “What are you lovely ladies doing here this evening?”

“Oh, we thought we’d check out the club scene,” Willow said. “Maybe find a handsome cat shifter for our Katarina.”

Ronin jerked and he stared at Kat before returning his gaze to Mavina. “Plenty to choose from in here.”

Willow winked at Kat when the jaguar shifter glared at her.

“I’m not looking for a cat shifter,” she snapped.

“That’s true,” Willow said to Ava and Bria. “She prefers feathers.”

Kat hissed at her as a grin broke out on Ronin’s face. He was still watching Mavina and the men who surrounded her but he couldn’t resist teasing her. “I’ve heard a rumour about that.”

Kat gave Bria a desperate look and Bria slid off her stool and held out her hand. “Hi, Ronin. I’m Bria.”

He smiled at her and shook her hand briefly. “Nice to meet you, Bria.”

“Nice to meet you too.”

There was a moment of silence that Ava broke. “Wow, Mavina certainly attracts a lot of attention, huh?”

“You have no idea,” Ronin said. “It’s been a – “

There was a light puff of wind and Ava made a startled gasp when Mavina appeared in front of them.

“Holy shit,” Willow said. “Can all vampires move that fast?”

“Actually, I’m rather slow,” Mavina said as she draped her arms over Ronin’s shoulders. “But slow is a good thing, isn’t it, Ronin?”

“Whatever you say, Mavina,” Ronin replied.

“If that’s slow, I’d hate to see fast,” Willow said to Ava.

Mavina studied her before drifting closer. “Aren’t you the prettiest little thing? What’s your name?”

“Willow Tanner,” Willow said and held out her hand. Mavina took her hand and raised it to her mouth. She inhaled deeply before licking the pulse in her wrist. “You smell delicious, Willow. Would you like to come home with me tonight?”

“Uh, that’s really nice of you to offer but my mate is a wolf shifter and he’s not really into sharing,” Willow said.

“Pity,” Mavina said. She turned to Ava and smiled at her. “I love your hair.”

Ava gave Willow a nervous look when Mavina picked up a strand of her long, red hair and rubbed it against her face. She moved a little closer and pressed her full breasts against Ava’s arm. “How about you, Red? Would you like to find out what it’s like to have a vampire in your bed? Or are you mated as well?”

“She is,” Willow said quickly. “To a big old grizzly who really doesn’t like to share.”

A scowl crossed Mavina’s face and Bria shook her head when she started to move toward her. “In a relationship.”

“You three are so boring,” Mavina sighed. She glanced at Kat who was staring at Ronin and she made a soft noise of displeasure before moving to Ronin and wrapping her arms around his waist. She rested her head on his chest and traced her fingers over the tattoos on his arm. “Hello, Ms. Frost.”

“Hello, Mavina,” Kat said stiffly.

“Are you here checking up on your employee?”

“No, I – “

“He’s doing a wonderful job. You were absolutely right when you said he was the best man for the job. I feel so safe when I’m with him. He never lets me out of his sight, you know.”

She paused and squeezed Ronin’s arm. “Well, except for the other night when I blindfolded him while we were fucking.”

Kat’s eyes turned yellow and she growled loudly before lunging for Mavina. Ronin shoved the vampire away and stepped in front of Kat. He threw one arm around her waist and cupped the back of her head.

“Let me go!” She growled angrily.

“No,” he said before pressing his mouth against her ear. “She’s lying, Katarina, you know she is. You’re the only one I want to fuck.”

Her body shivered against his and he loosened his hand around her waist and stroked her lower back through her shirt. “I have no interest in her. If I could, I’d fuck you right here in this club and make her watch for a change.”

Another shiver went through her and he lifted his head. Her eyes were still golden but he could clearly see the desire in them.

“Do you believe me?” He said quietly.

She nodded immediately and he hesitated before muttering, “fuck it”. He dropped his mouth to hers in a brief but searing kiss before releasing her so quickly she staggered a little.

He turned and ignoring Mavina’s angry glare, grabbed her by the arm. “Time to find another club, Mavina.”

“Fine,” she hissed. “And just so you know – I wouldn’t watch you fuck her if you paid me to.”

She stormed away as Ronin rolled his eyes and followed her.

“Ava?” Willow said.

“Yeah?”

“Is it warm in here or am I just totally turned on by that kiss Ronin gave Kat?”

“It was pretty intense,” Ava said with a small grin as Kat turned bright red.

“What did Mavina mean when she said she wouldn’t watch Ronin uh, bone you if you paid her?” Willow asked.

“Nothing,” Kat muttered.

Bria finished her glass of wine. “Ronin told Kat that Mavina was lying and she was the only one he wanted to fuck. Then he said he wanted to fuck her right here in the club and make Mavina watch.”

“Good gravy,” Willow said before fanning herself.

“Bria!” Kat glared at her best friend and Bria shrugged.

“I have good hearing.”

“It doesn’t mean you have to share a private conversation!” Kat hissed.

“Mavina kind of spilled the beans, not me,” Bria said.

Kat rubbed at her forehead and Bria patted her arm. “Sorry, Kit-Kat. I thought the three of you were pretty close.”

“We are,” Willow said. “And it’s pretty darn obvious that Ronin wants to have sex with Kat so you weren’t really telling us anything we didn’t already know. Except for that part about Ronin being an exhibitionist. That’s a bit of a surprise.”

“Don’t be angry with me, Kat,” Bria said before giving her a hug.

“I’m not,” Kat said. “I’m just suddenly very tired. Do you mind if I call it a night?”

“Not at all,” Willow said. “After watching that kiss Ronin gave you, I am suddenly very anxious to get home to Mal.”

Ava and Bria burst into laughter and even Kat couldn’t help but grin. “You’re nuts, Willow.”

“A little,” Willow said solemnly. “Let’s go, ladies. I’ve got a wolf shifter to bang.”