Shifter’s Baby (Alpha Fantasy Paranormal Billionaire Shifter BBW Romance) (86 page)

He maintained a confident pressure on her little button. When he felt her hips jerk up into his hand, he moved between her legs and let the head of his cock spread open her lower lips.

He pushed fruitlessly. Her sheath was too tight for him to get in. He tried twice before he realized that he was the first man to penetrate her. He kissed her. “I liked the idea of taking you, all weak and feminine and accepting, but it isn’t going to get us where we need to go. Get on top of me. You can be in charge of how much you take inside. That should help you relax.”

They switched places. Madison sat on his hips and held his cock in her hands. She rocked toward him and put his cock in her entrance.

He cautioned her, “Don’t push down at all.”

He felt her settle on him with a butterfly’s weight. “Don’t do anything. You don’t have to. I’m going to give you as many orgasms as I can. Every time you go off, your sheath will open up a little more. We’ll get where we need to go before you know it and without any memorable pain. Alright?”

“Okay.”

“Now, come kiss me.”

Madison bent over to kiss him. He caressed her breasts and pulled and twisted her nipples. When she sat back, he slipped his finger between her legs and stimulated her little pearl.

Ten minutes of this and Madison was breathing like a bellows and gasping. She groaned and twitched. Her body gave her an orgasm as a reward for loving her man and wanting to be a mother. Her eyes fled inside the back of her head. Her arms and legs moved around without any conscious control on her part. She contracted her interior muscles in pulses.

That solved their current problem. When the muscles inside her sheath relaxed, they relaxed completely. Neville’s cock slipped inside her.

When the head of his cock stretched her opening and allowed it to contract behind it, the extra arousal sent her orgasm up to the next level. She howled and gasped. Suddenly, she had an overwhelming need to feel his cock all the way inside her. She rose and fell, each time taking more of him inside. Her virginity surrendered without a bit of pain. She whimpered as his cock stretched her sheath. It hurt, and she needed the hurt.

Soon, his cock filled her completely. It reached all the way into her core. The tip of his cock touched her cervix. Her orgasm flared into its final stage, and she came back to reality. She dropped her head back and sighed.

When the pain left, a tremendous satisfaction took its place. She smiled down at him. “You’re all the way inside me.” She let the pleasant sleepiness take her over. She felt him enter another inch, then another. She said, “I’m completely open. You’ve got a straight path to my egg. Would you give me a baby?”

“Yes. With pleasure. Let’s put you on the bottom.”

They rolled over and Neville energetically pumped then stopped and moaned. She felt seven bursts of semen enter her body. She said, “What a nice way to start a family.”

Chapter Ten

Delilah and Denise waited for their men to get back from their assignment. Delilah cleaned every piece of furniture in the house. Denise frantically did needlework.

Finally, the door opened, and Emil and Jules walked in. Both women ran to their men and leaped into their arms. Denise pushed away from Jules. “Are you unharmed? Did they hit you with bullets anywhere?” Jules grinned, “I am whole. One of Carruthers men got away, and we don’t know where Neville and Madison are. But we’re whole and alive. The Sheriff’s men are handling the search.”

They noticed that Delilah was feeling Emil all over. She ran her hands over his arms and chest then turned him around. She stopped and put her hand over her mouth. Tears filled her eyes.

Denise joined her and did the same thing.

Emil’s shirt had three diagonal rips all the way across his back. Jules joined the women. “You’re going to have to buy another shirt.”

Emil took it off and put his fingers through the rips. “Maybe I’ll have it framed and put on the wall.”

Denise said, with fury, “It isn’t a trophy. Delilah almost lost him just when she found him. It will be thrown away in disgust and neither of you will risk your lives again.” She stood in front of the two men with her arms folded and a stern look on her face.

Jules and Emil said nothing. Their faces settled into a look of determination. Denise watched their faces for a few seconds. “Alright. I know this is what you do. You did it in the Commandos Marine and several times in your business. But, hear this. Tonight, you will not put yourselves in danger. Tomorrow, you may face countless men with big guns who want to kill you, but not tonight.”

Both men grinned. Jules scooped Denise up in his arms and carried her off to their bedroom.

Emil kissed Delilah on the forehead. “Do you want to go home?”

“No, I never want to leave.” She looked at him without defense or holding back. “I love you. I hope you love me. I’m coming to your bed tonight and every night for the rest of my life. If you don’t want that, or you don’t love me, tell me now so I can run away.”

“You’re not going to run away. I love you.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’m afraid I’m not much of a feminist. You’re the warrior back from battle. You won and now you’re home with your woman. It’s traditional that your woman gives herself to you completely. Take me to your bed and have me. I’m yours.”

“I like that.” He held her arms out so he could duck underneath her left arm. He gently set his shoulder on her lower tummy and pulled her right arm back. She fell over his shoulder and down his back. She whooped as he carried her down the hall, singing the Marseillaise, the French National Anthem.

Chapter Eleven

              The lone gunman walked out of the forest two hours later. He called his employer. He waited on the street for Sty Carruthers to send a car for him.

              Carruthers weighed over four hundred pounds. His face was a bulge of suet and full lips. His tiny eyes sat behind eyelids that closed almost completely. He sat behind a desk bigger than an aircraft carrier and looked at the last gunman. He said, “I’m sorry you failed to kill the Chambers. Failure sets me back in my timetable. It won’t happen again.” He pulled a big .45 pistol and shot the man in the chest.

              As the man lay dying, Carruthers pushed a button on his desk. He waited. His butler came through the door with a set, blank expression on his face. Carruthers studied the butler’s face and lifted his pistol once again.

              Five-policeman burst through the door. Carruthers never pulled the trigger. He was hit by fifteen bullets and died immediately.

Chapter Twelve

In the morning, Neville and Madison lay in bed. The cot wasn’t very wide so they had to make do by nestling as close together as possible. Neville lay on his back with Madison under his arm with her cheek on his chest.

He kissed the top of her head. “Madison?” He paused. “Do you mind horribly if I never shorten your name to ‘Maddy’?”

“No. I insist on ‘Madison. I will never call you ‘Nevvy’.”

“Thank you. That’s disgusting.”

Madison closed her eyes and rested. She said,”Umm Humm” and nothing else.

Neville continued, “How do you feel this morning? After yesterday and all the excitement.”

She crawled on top of him. His hands naturally closed on her rear end. She said, “I don’t know. Feel me and find out.”

He kissed her and said, seriously, “No. No jokes. Yesterday was traumatizing for you. Today you might be feeling the effects. Are you alright?”

She nodded. “The first part, with the gunshots and you carrying me down the mountain, that was, indeed, traumatizing. I felt deep, honest fear for the first time in my life. The last part where you took advantage of a poor, pathetic woman just because you could and forced your mammoth cock inside her delicate, yielding body even after she pleaded with you not to. Frankly, I’ve never enjoyed myself more.” She kissed him. “I’m right here. We’re not wearing any clothes. It would seem to be the perfect time for a long slow encore.”

Neville didn’t answer in words. He gripped her rear end with both hands and moved it around. The motion stressed the skin over her little button and sent thrills through her body. She said, “I know you’re a man. Can you multitask?”

“Of course. I’m a Chambers. We can do anything.”

“Good.” She scooted up his body until she could drop her right nipple into his mouth. “Do both parts of my body.”

Neville didn’t answer. He did both parts of her body very well indeed.

Madison groaned at the fireworks going off in her body. Her nipples tightened until they were deep red cones on expanded breasts. Neville’s fingers in her sheath and on her clitoris stoked a bonfire in her hips. The skin on her chest and neck became red as if she had a rash.

Her voice didn’t work well. She managed to get out, “Now. Come inside me now. I need it.”

Neville was well positioned to carry out her request. His hands were inside her thighs. He lifted up with both and her legs spread wide. He moved her body down until her entrance touched the tip of his cock. She moaned. “Yes. Fill me up.”

Madison slid her knees back and followed them with her hips. She took him inside slowly, rocking and tilting her hips to find a comfortable way of accommodating Neville’s oversize cock. She moaned again. “It hurts, but I need the hurt. Ohhhhhh.”

Madison bumped her hips down on Neville’s cock forcing it two more inches inside her stretching sheath. She breathed, “That’s it. Completely full.” She lay down on Neville to rest and let her body get used to the size of its visitor.

When she felt relaxed and ready, she settled her knees on the bed and used them as a fulcrum to lever her hips back and forth. They found a pleasant cadence and kept it going.

In a few minutes, Madison felt like she was floating on a gentle mountain stream in a peaceful valley. Her body drifted, boneless and limp, carrying her along on a tide of restful contentment.

She heard a thunderclap in her mind and looked up. A thunderstorm appeared just in front of her. The mountain stream disappeared. She found herself in a barren desert with no mountains around or any other cover. The thunderstorm poured rain down over her in buckets.

The wall of clouds fell from the sky and obliterated her. She lost everything, every bit of contact with the real world. A whirlwind swept her around, helplessly.

Her orgasm assaulted her body. Her eyes swept back inside her head. She tilted her head back and whined. She couldn’t get air inside her lungs because the muscles in her back and chest clenched into full contraction at the same time. The air she could inhale smelled of concentrated sex. Neville’s foreign, male odor overpowered her. She wondered if she were going to faint. Her arms and legs flailed around without purpose.

She stayed inside the orgasm for a full minute. As she ran down, she realized that she’d left Madison Smith-Adams behind. She lost her old identity when she gave herself to Neville, and he accepted her with approval and love. She didn’t want to be the old, hating, rejecting Madison. With Neville to lean on, she could let people come close to her. He would protect her. She’d be safe with him.

She came back to earth completely and looked down. Neville looked like someone had his little finger in a vise and was tightening it down. She said, “I’m done, sweetheart. It’s your turn now.”

She backed up to get as much of his cock inside her as possible and waited while Neville made several short jabs inside her. He groaned, and she felt six pulses that meant she was carrying his semen inside her body.

She said to herself, “I’m going to like being part of MadisonandNeville.” She nestled down on his chest and inside his arms.

The End

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