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It was about twenty minutes later and they were spread out on the rug in front of his fireplace, Jenna in Michael’s arms.
“Not any more than humans can sense I am,” he responded.
“So that’s a no,” she whispered against his bare chest. Every time he was shirtless she felt a stirring in the pit of her stomach. It was like she couldn’t see him without a strong desire waking up inside her.
“I’ll never hurt you,” he told her. “At least not as a tiger. I’m just afraid because I feel different when I’m shifted and I take no risks. But as a man,” he paused. “As a man, all I can do is promise I’ll work hard every day not to hurt you.”
Jenna sat up and kissed him. She kissed him sweetly at first but soon got lost in passion. She showed him she appreciated his words and reciprocated the sentiment by running her hands all over his body until they both sunk into the bliss of being with each other, again and again.
One month later she discovered she was pregnant.
“An heir to my herd,” Michael had said with a light heart.
Just like it had been when she learned Michael’s secret, she was not afraid of the reality. Neither of them feared spending the rest of their lives together; they both wanted it more than anything else.
9.
Stuffed and Creamed
by the Billionaire Alpha Werebear
By: A. Beaton
Stuffed and Creamed
by the Billionaire Alpha Werebear
© A. Beaton September 2015 – All rights reserved
Published by Steamy Reads4U
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Marina couldn’t handle it anymore. She had been subscribed to the site were-date.com for only three months and already she had met nine losers. She didn’t know where these freaks were coming from, but each encounter seemed worse than the previous one. Being a shifter she was used to being different, and she tended not to judge others, but these guys were ridiculous. All of them had seemed fine online: they all represented themselves as honest, hardworking, normal shifters; all looking for love. When they met in person, four of them had only wanted a one-night stand, two of them were slimy creeps trying who kept trying to touch her, and another two were not who their pictures showed. In spite of the track record, she still had faith that the last one might be a keeper.
Throughout dinner he seemed nice enough. He asked her about her interests and told her about how he spent his time. After dinner, she agreed to get coffee with him, so they went to a local cafe and sat down to talk. Over coffee, he casually mentioned that he would like to sleep with her.
Okay, she thought; she could handle that. Then he mentioned tying her up and dripping candle wax on her.
"NO, THANK YOU!" she shouted.
Marina jumped up so fast she nearly knocked over the table and ran back to her car. No way was she going to be the plaything of some freak that wanted to hurt her. As she drove home the tears slowly trailed down her face. She was a pretty girl, beautiful even. She had long brown hair with natural oceanic waves to its form. Her green eyes were always sparking, and she usually wore a smile. She had a slender figure but she was curvy; big boobs – but not too big. She thought her 34 C cups were just the right size. Her hips were a little bigger than she would like.
What am I going to do, she would often ask herself while criticizing her form in the mirror.
Her stomach wasn’t completely flat but it wasn’t huge. Her abdomen had a slight roundness, which made Marina feel like a woman. She didn’t know why it was so hard to find a man to love her. She was 29 years old, and so lonesome, she could cry. She had friends, but friends weren’t always enough. She wanted to find someone to spend her life with; someone who would always be there for her; someone to take care of her every need.
During her deeper bouts of depression, she grew hopeless.
