Shifter’s Baby (Alpha Fantasy Paranormal Billionaire Shifter BBW Romance) (63 page)

              “Good?” He asked quietly.

              “Mmm hmm.” She said, still trying to catch her breath.

              “So good that you’ll still let me do anything?” He asked hopefully.

              Callie lifted her head, her eyes looking deep in to his. “You can always do anything.” She said softly.

              Wyatt raked his teeth over his bottom lip. “You see that tree by the cave? The big one with the mossy trunk?” He asked.

              Callie hesitated. “Mmm hmm…”

              “I want you to go over there, bend over and press your palms against it so that your ass is sticking out behind you.” He said, being very specific with his directions.

              Callie looked at him questioningly and then, without a word, she slid off his cock and stepped out of the water. Looking back at him once more, she walked over to the tree and did as he asked. She could feel her heartbeat thundering in her ears as she waited expectantly. She worried that someone might see her as she stood there bent over. Her tits hung down pendulously. She could feel a slight breeze against the wetness of her skin.

              Wyatt stood up. The sight of Callie standing there, just as he had fantasized about since he’d first met her, was enough to make his entire body ache. As he walked closer to her, he wrapped his hand around his shaft and began to stroke himself. She made the perfect picture as she stood there, inviting him in.

              Callie could hear Wyatt coming up behind her. The sound of his deep breathing giving him away. The thrill of not being able to see him made her pussy soaking wet all over again. She imagined him coming for her, his raging hard-on just inches from her.

              Wyatt came forward. His hands held her plump ass cheeks apart and then, without a word, he pushed the full length of his cock inside her.

              “Ahh!” Callie gasped. It felt more amazing that grinding against him had.

              Wyatt thrust in to her two…three times before pulling back out. Then, with his hand guiding him, he pressed against her tight asshole. “Mmm.” He hummed as the head of his cock teased her puckered opening.

              Callie took a deep breath in. She’d never had anyone play back there before and while the pressure was titillating, she was still nervous. “Gently.” She whispered.

              Wyatt pressed forward. As the head of his cock pushed open her asshole, Callie pushed her palms harder against the tree. It hurt, but it hurt in such a way that she wanted more. “Ah!” Wyatt gasped as he felt the tightness of her finally allowing him entrance. He leaned in to her just a little and then, with an almost audible pop, his head was inside. “Mmm, I wanted you to be my first.” Wyatt said, reveling in the feeling of her asshole around his cock.

              “Oh God…” Callie whispered, pushing back slightly. “It feels so tight!”

              Wyatt thrust his pelvis forward gently and buried his full length in to her ass. “Mmm, now that’s tight.” He said.

              Callie leaned down further, giving him more access to every inch of her ass as she did. This only served to increase pleasure for both of them. Wyatt grabbed her ass and began rocking her as he thrust.

              “Fuck, Callie…Ungh, I’m gonna cum so fast!” He groaned as he picked up the pace.

              “Cum for me!” Callie encouraged him as her whole body began to tingle.

              Wyatt’s cock swelled and just as he throbbed, releasing the first of his sticky jets of cum inside her, the sound of a voice came from just feet away.

              “OH MY GOD! Callie? Wyatt?”

              Wyatt couldn’t stop, his cock continued to spray thick cum deep in to Callie’s perfectly puckered ass.

              Despite their positions however, Callie and Wyatt both looked over in the direction of the voice.

              There, standing just a stone’s throw away was one of the wives from the motorcycle club. She stood staring at them with her mouth hanging open and her eyes just about as wide as they could get. She was speechless. The look of disgust on her face said it all, and yet, she just wouldn’t look away.

              Wyatt spent the last of his load, but instead of pulling out of Callie, he remained buried balls deep inside her. Then he gave the woman a smile. “You wanna go next?” He asked.

              Callie couldn’t help but laugh, even as she stood bent over with a cock in her ass right in front of someone who knew both of their parents.

              The woman took a sharp breath in and then looking around her as though she expected someone else to be there, she stormed off.

              Wyatt pulled out.

              Callie sat on her jeans back behind the waterfall. She could feel Wyatt’s cum leaking out of her as she sat there. She smirked at him.

              “I know we talked about someone watching…but I didn’t actually expect anyone to really be watching.” She said.

              Wyatt laughed.

              “You think she’ll tell your dad?” Callie asked.

              He shrugged. “Knowing her? Probably. She’s a big mouth. Most anyone else I’d say no, but Peggy? She’s all about the gossip.”

              Callie could feel herself beginning to tremble, her stomach balled up and she tried to steady herself with a deep breath. “What are we going to do?” She asked.

              Wyatt stared at the waterfall thoughtfully. “Well…”

              Callie waited patiently for him to finish his thought, but he didn’t. “Well what?” She asked.

              “Well…I’ve got nothing.” He looked at Callie. “There’s like a one percent chance she’s not going to tell our parents as well as everyone else she knows…which is everyone we know too. Fuck! Why couldn’t we just be normal step-sister and brother?” The frustration sent a deep wrinkle across his forehead.

              “We could always…” Callie started.

              “Always what?”

              “Well, we could always go to Washington? You could come and stay with me? At least there no one knows who you are. We could do whatever we wanted whenever we wanted…”

              Wyatt seemed to think about this for a minute. The idea of being able to live freely with Callie was appealing. “You know if we did, our families would never talk to us again. We’ll be like outcasts…”

              Callie couldn’t help but laugh. “You said yourself that what’s her face is going to tell everyone. Do you really think that once they find out what we’ve been doing that they’re not going to kick us out?” She asked.

              Wyatt shrugged. “I guess.”

              “Come on.” Callie stood up. Grabbing her cum stained jeans and tugging at the shirt that Wyatt was sitting on, she started to pack up her stuff.

              “Where are we going now?” Wyatt asked.

              “We’re going to get home and get me moved back to Washington early before anyone finds out the real reason for my leaving. We’ll tell my mom you’re helping me move and that I had to go back early because of some orientation or something…” Callie zipped up her backpack.

              “What do I tell them?” Wyatt asked.

              “Nothing. We tell them you’re helping me move back and by the time they realize that you’re not coming back…well…they’ll probably already know the truth by then anyway.” She said.

              Wyatt took a deep breath. This wasn’t how he had imagined any of this happening.

              “I can’t believe what you said to her.” Callie said with a laugh as she pulled on her panties.

              Wyatt chuckled. “Yeah, me either actually.”

              Callie lay staring out of the twelfth story window. Outside the weather was significantly colder than it had been a week ago back in California. She watched as a lone bird circled and then vanished over the top of the building across the street. She sighed quietly. Grabbing her phone from the nightstand she looked at her missed call log. It was only eight am and already she had three missed calls from her mom. She put her phone back on the nightstand and pulled the covers up.

              With a sleepy groan Wyatt rolled over and flung his arm over Callie.

              “Good morning.” He grumbled, pulling her close to him. The familiar poke of his erection against her back made her smile.

              “Good morning.” She said.

              “More calls from mom?” He asked, nuzzling his nose in to her hair.

              “Mmm hmm.”

              “Did she leave a message?” He asked in a muffled voice.

              “One.” Callie said. She hadn’t bothered listening to it because she was fairly certain that it was going to be the same as the other fifty she had left over the past week.

              “Maybe she’s calling to tell you that she’s happy we’re together and she wants us to give her grandkids?” Wyatt joked. He slid his hand up between Callie’s breasts.

              “I’m pretty sure she’s not.” Callie said, pulling his arm tighter around her.

              “Hey, at least she’s trying to talk to you. My dad knows I’m here and hasn’t even tried to call.” Wyatt said.

              “I’m not sure that that’s worse actually.” Callie rolled over to face him. “I’m getting kind of tired of the name calling and hearing about how she is the embarrassment of the town because of my choices.”

              Wyatt pulled her close. “Fuck ‘em. Fuck ‘em all.” He said, resting his chin on top of her head.

              Callie cuddled in to the warmth of Wyatt’s naked body and closed her eyes. He was the one thing that was right with her life, the one person who made her feel truly loved and he had from the very beginning. She sighed contentedly.

              An hour later, Callie woke up to the sound of her phone vibrating on the nightstand. Reaching blindly she grabbed it and saw her mom’s number.

              “Urgh, it’s mom again.” She grumbled. Then from the bathroom she heard Wyatt’s voice.

              “What?”

              “Oh, sorry I thought you were right here. I just said it’s mom calling again.” She said.

              “Answer it.” Wyatt shouted as the toilet flushed. “If you don’t, I will.”

              Callie took a deep breath and hit the answer call button.

              “Hello? Hello? Is someone there? Callie?” Her mother’s voice was ear gratingly annoying first thing in the morning.

              “What?” Callie said flatly.

              “Oh…I didn’t think that you were going to answer.” She said. “You didn’t answer the last few times that I called.”

              Callie rolled her eyes. “Well, I did this time. What is it?” She asked.

              “There’s no need to be so hostile, Callie. I am your mother you know. I did nothing wrong here.” She did so like to play the victim. Callie was tired of it.

              “Neither did I mom.” She said as she gazed up at the ceiling.

              “I beg to differ. In fact if you asked the whole town – who all know about your little indiscretion – they would probably all beg to differ.” Her mom was the expert at playing the poor defenseless woman, but Callie wasn’t falling for it. Sure, maybe she had left a mess behind her, but she didn’t understand why her mother was taking it out on her. It wasn’t as if she had broken any laws…well, not by having sex with Wyatt anyway.

              “Is that all you called for? To tell me what an awful daughter I am and how I’ve ruined your life because I dared to fall in love with a man who gave me the best of everything?” Callie paused. “Besides, it’s not even like we’re going to be step-siblings soon enough, not when you’re finished anyway.”

              Callie’s mother sighed loudly. “Callie, I called to tell you that he and I are getting back together.” She said.

              Callie shook her head. It was as though her mother had chosen to give her marriage a second chance only to spite her. “Really? That’s what you called to tell me?” She asked. “Not to tell me that because you’re giving things another chance, Wyatt and I should break up? Because your happiness is obviously far more important than mine.”

              Wyatt came out of the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bed. Callie rolled over and wrapped her arm around his waist.

              “Callie,” her mother went quiet.

              “What?” Callie said, laying her head on Wyatt’s pillow.

              “I don’t want to fight anymore.”

              Callie took a deep breath. “I don’t either mom, but the fact is that I’m not going to break up with Wyatt and if you can’t handle that…then I don’t think we’re ever going to stop fighting.” She heard her mom sucking air through her teeth as though she were trying to weigh her options. Keep a daughter or not keep a daughter.

              “But honey, can’t you see how difficult this is going to be for me and Ken? Especially now that we’re staying together and giving things another try…” She genuinely didn’t get it.

              Callie sighed. “Goodbye, mom.” Just as she went to hang up, she heard her mom’s voice again.

              “Wait…” She said. Callie brought the phone back to her ear. Without saying a word, she waited. “Callie…I don’t want to lose my daughter. You’re the best memory of your dad I’ll ever have.” Callie bit her bottom lip, she hated when her mom brought up her dad. “I don’t want this to spoil that.”

              “I don’t know what to tell you, mom…” Callie said. She was exhausted with it all. Tired of playing her mom’s therapist and best friend, she just wanted her to be a mom. A mom who was happy for her happiness.

              “Maybe I could try to be okay with things…” Her mom finally said.

              “Well, I guess it’s a step in the right direction.” Callie said.

              “But maybe from now on we come up there to see you?”

              Callie couldn’t help but smirk. “If you think that would help, mom.”

              “I think it might.” She went silent. “You know, Peggy Anderson just about had a heart attack when she told us what had happened.” Callie held her breath, waiting for the chastising to begin again. “But do you know, when she told us what Wyatt said to her, Ken just about choked from laughing so hard.”

              The corner of Callie’s mouth twitched as a smile came on to her face. “You should have seen the look on her face.” Callie said. Her mom started to laugh.

              “I can only imagine. Eh, she’s such a busy body anyway, it’s about time someone brought her down a peg or two.”

              “Mom…” Callie said, dropping the smile. “I really am sorry that things turned out the way they did. That we left you to pick up the pieces. We were so afraid of what would happen when everyone found out.”

              Callie’s mother heard the fear in her daughter’s voice as she spoke and for once in her life since her husband had died, she stepped up to be a real mother. “That must have been very scary for you both.” She said.

              A single tear streaked down Callie’s cheek and as she opened her mouth to speak again, a choked sob came out instead. Wyatt turned around and lifted her in to his arms. When it became obvious that she couldn’t speak, he took the phone from her.

              “Hello?” He said.

              “Is she okay?” Callie’s mom asked, her own voice cracking.

              “She’ll be fine.” He said matter of factly.

              “I believe you.” She said. “Wyatt?”

              “Yeah?”

              “Take care of my daughter.”

The End

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