Shifters of Grrr 2 (7 page)

What the hell? Was he about to change?

Prince Henry

I tried to focus on him, and only him, regaining the lost control as I closed my eyes again to block out the horror on his face.

Come on, get it together
. I willed myself, if I continued; things were going to only get worse.
 

I kept them closed while I felt my heart rate return to normal. I could hear the birds in the trees around me and the hum of the air conditioner above us.
 

"Henry, you're scaring me now."

I heard Caleb's worried voice and I snapped my eyes open again.

He looked at me and I saw the fear drain from his face.

"What happened?" he asked, touching the side of my face.
 

How could I tell him that my arousal had stirred the bear in me? How would he take it? Would he get up and leave? Would he run because he thought his life was in danger?

I pushed him back down on the bed and kissed him.

"I'll never put your life in danger." I whispered, pressing my growing erection into him again.

It sent waves of every kind of emotion through me. I wanted to make him mine and take him. Even the thought made my body shudder with immense pleasure and I groaned again.
 

I had to take it easy. One step at a time or I'd transform right there in front of him and I couldn't bear things to get messy. Not with him. I never wanted to hurt him,
ever
.

He ran his fingers along the band of my underpants and I felt his fingers caress the top of my dick. I moaned again, breaking our kiss and trailing my lips along his neck.

He pulled my underwear down and I kicked it off, both of us lying naked together.

It sent a pulse of excitement and nerves through my body.

"Am I going too fast?" I asked, wanting to do everything to him at once but not wanting to come across eager. He shook his head, breathing deeply and I kissed him.
 

I felt his hardening dick against my own solid erection and I let out a deep groan as yet again, I felt the bear inside me trying to tear and get out.
 

I didn't know or understand how all the men in the family did it. How did they manage to have sex and keep control when I all I could do was fight every second to keep the animal at bay?

"What happens next?" he asked, his voice wavering. The truth was,
 
I wasn't one hundred percent sure myself. What did happen next? I wanted to feel myself inside him and the more I thought about it, the more pleasure I felt.

He reached down and clasped a hand around my dick, pumping the shaft long and hard and I shuddered against him.

I wanted to come inside him. I wanted to share that intimate moment with no one but the man beside me.

I reached for my bag at the top of the bed and Caleb watched me pull out a small tube of lubricant.

"You came prepared?" he asked, a slight smile breaking out on his handsome face. I kissed his cheek.

Of course I did. Ever since our kiss, I'd fantasized about nothing but gently easing my dick into him and with the hotel room booked, I didn't want to waste the opportunity by coming unprepared.
 

Ever the optimist, I squeezed some into my palms and rubbed them together before coating his hole with it.

He sighed deeply when my fingers touched him.

I massaged the liquid onto my own cock, rubbing up and down in smooth, long stokes. I was almost playing with myself and if I continued for long enough, I'd come before I'd even got a chance to go inside him.

"Ready?"

"Ready." He answered, looking at me with large, open eyes. I didn't know if I saw fear, lust or a mixture of both in them, but the last thing I wanted to do was hurt him.

The anticipation almost killed me as I felt the all too familiar tug of transformation in my stomach.

The bear in me knew I was about to mate and I shook my head to clear all thoughts of it. I wanted to think of Caleb and Caleb only.

I put my fingers to his now slippery hole and used two to gently slide just into the opening as I felt him tense up.

"Should I stop?" I asked taking my hand away but he shook his head vigorously.

"No, no don't."

I carried on, putting both of my fingers in. He reached up and wrapped his arms around my neck.

"I've got you." I whispered hoping to comfort, though really, it was undiscovered territories for me too. I'd never had sex with a man before and everything I did, I hoped and prayed I wouldn't hurt him.

I slid my fingers in and out of him, moving them around to explore. He clung to me tightly, breathing and groaning deep into my neck.

"Still okay?" I asked, my voice breathy with arousal at the sounds he was making.

"Yes, damn it!" he growled, bucking his hips against my hand and I felt a swell of pride as I realized that I really was pleasuring him.

I took my fingers away, looking down at him. I wanted him. The moment I'd been waiting for, the part that I'd been up at night thinking about.

I held on to my lubed cock, rubbing it against his erection before sliding it down and poking it at the entrance to his hole. Again, he clung to me, fingers digging into the back of my neck and the other hand lost in my hair.

I looked into his light eyes as they waited for what was to come.

"Relax." I whispered against the side of his face.

I felt his grip on my neck loosen slightly and I pushed my dick into him little by little until the head was in completely.
 

"Henry..." I heard him groan.

"More?"

"Yes." I pushed further, sliding in him easily.
 

I looked at him; eyes closed tightly, teeth clenched and eyebrows furrowed, ready for me and the thought almost made me come inside him.

I slid all of myself in until I could go no further and cried out as the pleasure hit me.
 

He felt good.
Too good
and I stopped for a moment, allowing myself to get back the control that had started to slip away.

I slid back and then thrust in again and he shouted out my name and held on tighter.

"Oh God! Oh God!
Oh God!
" He cried as I pumped my cock in and out of him as fast as I could.

I felt my body shaking and I heard a growl fill the room, sending goose pimples over my skin.

I opened my eyes, Caleb was staring at me, wide eyed and I realized the growl had come from me.

I felt my body start to shake and as though on autopilot, I continued to pound into him feeling the tension building up inside me. Was I going to come or turn? I couldn't be sure but his tight hole around my cock was going to be my undoing.
 

I heard him moan and felt his precum slide against my stomach, it only fuelled my impending orgasm further and as I felt his dick between our bodies, I felt the tension was almost unbearable and I knew something great and large was coming.

Don't let the bear get out
! I wished silently and before I could even think of anything else the tension and pleasure erupted and I came hard. Shaking uncontrollably on top of him. Spurt after spurt of my cum filling him up. I tried to look at him but my vision blurred and I couldn't hear anything but the sound of myself about to turn.
 

I tired to regulate my breathing and calm myself down but the raw pleasure all over my body made it impossible.
 

I pushed what was left of my erection deeper into Caleb, groaning loudly as I felt the pain flow through my veins. Shit.

Caleb

The feeling of him shaking and groaning against my cock was almost more amazing than the feeling of his cum shooting into my ass and I closed my eyes, throwing my head back as my own orgasm rushed over me again, weaker than the first, but still enough to wet between us.

"Oh God!" I grunted as the last waves rushed over me and I tightening my grip around his neck until I noticed his eyes. They were large and wild staring at me.
 

"Henry?"
 

He blinked and his eyes focused on me.
 

"Did it happen again?"

He nodded slowly and moved away from me, his now soft dick sliding out my ass and hanging between his legs.

I looked at it and then him as he lay down beside me.

"Sorry, I just... when I'm aroused, I..." He closed his eyes. "This damn room is spinning."

"Just rest." I said, half sitting up to stoke a hand over his toned stomach.

He sighed deeply and I kissed the corner of his mouth before collapsing back onto the bed.

I'd just had sex with a man.
A man
and I couldn't keep the smile from my face.

In only a matter of days I'd gone from feeling lost and slightly odd to being content and knowing where I needed to be in life

Henry had everything I wanted and he'd opened my eyes up to a whole new world, a whole new me and a whole new way of living.

I rolled over to face Henry, his cum dribbling out my ass and pooling in a wet clump on the sheets below me.

I could hear the deep inhale and exhale of his breaths, as he lay naked beside me.

"Thank you." I whispered into his ear.

He nodded and mumbled something completely inaudible and I traced a line down his face with my fingers before closing my own eyes.

I woke from my second nap of the day confused and shaken. It took me a moment to realize that I was still in the penthouse suite and I reached across the bed, hoping to feel Henry's body still there but it was empty and as I went to sit up, I realized what had woken me, the room was filled with a loud alarm.
 

"Henry?" I called into the darkness. After our sexual encounter earlier and the long late morning nap, we'd spent the day watching movies on the hotel cable and having sex.

I couldn't get enough of him. I didn't even want to contemplate having to leave the room without him. Not now. Not when I'd become so used to his body, his laugh and his smile.

I got out of bed and scanned the now dark room. The time on the clock said ten thirty. Surely it couldn't be that late.

"Henry?" I started to panic. What if he'd just left me? What if he made a habit of going around and bedding men who were too afraid to just get out there and have their first sexual experience? Would I ever see him again?

I began to dress quickly; frantically grabbing around the room for my clothes until, by the long curtains on the other side of the room I saw a figure cowering in the corner.

I walked over gingerly.

"Hello?"
 

They didn't speak. I moved closer, one step at a time until I noticed who it was.

"Henry?"

He moved his head to look up at me and I saw the wildness in his eyes. I knew it all too well.

"Get out of here!" he said to me, "Just go. Don't come any closer!"

He held his hand out to stop me.

"Are you okay?"

I suddenly sensed that I could be in danger, but I felt rooted to the spot. Was this how I was going to die? At the hands of my own lover?

I couldn't leave him like that though, curled up and sweating in the corner.

"What the hell happened to you?" I asked, crouching down by his side. He cupped his head in his hands.

"I can't even speak." He groaned, "I don't know what happened. I feel like I've triggered something and all I can feel is the wildness coming out in me. I have to keep away from you. I can't hurt you, Caleb."

"No one's hurting anyone." I said, trying to lift him up, but he remained sitting.
 

"Should I call your assistant or the driver or Arabella maybe? Just
someone
?"

"They're coming." He said. "The alarm is for them. I don't have long, Caleb. But I promise..."

The door burst open behind me and suddenly the room filled with men in thick black suits again.
 

They passed me without any bother and ran straight to him, picking him up.

"Where are you taking him?" I asked but no one answered.

A small man walked through talking on the phone.

"He's turning, Helena. We've got him and it's not good. Can I brief you when I get back? Yeah? Yeah okay."

He hung up and looked at me.

"Don't I know you?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm the..."

He walked away before I could even answer.

"Straighten up." He said to the other men, "Make it all as though it never happened."

I watched as they perfected the room and erased all knowledge that Henry had ever been there. He was the fixer.

He turned to me again.

"It's over now, okay? Whatever
this
was." He waved his hand around the room and left.