“Bitch, who the fuck are you talking to?” The tall man moved with surprising speed as he snatched the snake shifter up by the collar of his shirt. “Say that shit again. I dare you. I’ll rip your fucking head off,” the tall man said in a deep grunt that sent chills up through my pussy.
This isn’t the time for that.But I couldn’t stop myself from becoming horny from seeing my mate defending me the way he was.Hell no! I don’t have a mate,I told myself,and I was officially going mad. I needed to get the hell away from all these shifters. They were making me lose the last bit of sanity I had left.
The tall man let the snake shifter fall to the ground with a loud thud. He turned to me with his eyes the color of an orange flame flickering with warning. “Don’t,” he said, scaring me, but at the same time, exciting me. My pussy thumped as rapidly as my heart beat. I imagined his tall, muscular frame would intimidate the most masculine male, shifters or humans alike. His full, thick beard and connected goatee framed his ample lips and his round but square jaw. He had chinky eyes that looked like a blazing fire. His shoulder-length locs were only on the top of his head, while the rest of his head was faded to perfection. Wrapped in a deep milk chocolate skin with various tattoos all over his body, this shifter was every woman’s wet dream.
Oddly enough, he carried the toasted vanilla scent I had grown to love. I had to be imagining things because I’d never smelt a human or shifter with a scent. It had to be the shifter causing these delusions. He was the kind of fine that could make me go against everything I knew. The way the black sweats loosely hung from his frame gave me enough room to see histhird leg swinging with every step he took. I shivered while trying to picture how big and beautiful his dick probably was. My pussy twitched with anticipation of feeling him digging in my walls.
No, Bellamy Rose, you are not fantasizing about fucking a shifter.I had to get away from this shifter. He was making me think things that weren’t true. I never had any desire for shifters besides me wanting them dead. There was no way this shifter was making me forget everything I had stood for this last year. I had to get away from him before whatever effect he was having on me made me do something I would regret.
I wanted to stay, but the fear in me was telling me to run. The tall man was scaring me, not because I thought he was going to hurt me, but because I knew if I gave into him, something more would come, something I wasn’t ready to deal with. I was supposed to hate shifters. They had taken everything I loved from me. But this shifter in front of me had me feeling things I had never felt, not even for Alonzo. He had me feeling like I’d found everything I’d been searching for in a mate. I mean partner. I didn’t even know his name, but he spoke to my soul. He was my better half, and I needed him. That was what scared me. Love wasn’t supposed to be this intense. It didn’t happen like this in real life. This couldn’t be real, and if it was, I didn’t want it. I didn’t want to love a shifter. I’d be damned. I would’ve rather died old and alone before I gave myself over to one of them freely.
I shook my head frantically, trying to break the eye contact he held me in. “No,” I defiantly said while backing up from him.
Amusement ran across his face as he ran his tongue across his cheek. “Don’t test me, Bellum,” he growled at me.
Hearing him call me another bitch’s name pissed me off like no other, lighting a fire under my ass. “Fuck you. I’m not Bellum.”
“You’re mine.” Hearing him declare I was his sent shockwaves through my pussy and had me ready to cum and give into his every desire, but something in me gave me the strength I needed to rebel against him. “Come here now!” he demanded as I stepped back while he stepped forward. “Don’t fucking run from me.”
“Run!”The sinister voice yelled in my head at the same time.
“I don’t have to listen to you,” I gritted out through clenched teeth.
Do I? Hell no.I didn’t answer to any shifters, no matter how much their looks set my soul on fire. What I was feeling was probably some kind of shifter magic left over from that snake shifter. Once I was able to put some distance between myself and these shifters, I would be able to think clearly. This shifter and the sinister voice were throwing me off my rocker.
“Stop testing me. You are mine, and I’m yours. You submit to me as I do to you.”
I didn’t know why hearing that made my heart skip a beat. For a very brief second, I found myself wanting to give in to the handsome shifter in front of me.
“He’s going to kill you. Run.”Hearing that sinister voice whisper in my head again brought me back to reality just as fast.
“Leave me alone.” I was talking to both the fine shifter and the voice that spoke in my head. “You have me confused with whoever that Bellum girl is. I hope you find her, but she isn’t me,” I tried to reason with him, but the scowl on his face said my words were falling on deaf ears.
“I’ll never leave you alone.” The power behind those words caused my core to tremble as I fought to hold my composure under his intense gaze. “You may not be Bellum, but you belong to me, and I’m not leaving here without you.” He took a step in my direction, making me tumble back over my wagon while trying to put distance between us.
I braced myself for impact with the ground, but I never felt the pain I was expecting. Opening my eyes, I looked up into my tall stranger’s eyes. His large arms wrapped around my frame, holding me like I weighed as little as a feather. Peace, love and happiness were what I felt in the brief moments I rested in his arms. My heart pounded in my chest as the urge to kiss him rested on the tip of my lips. I wanted him—no… I needed him.Fuck me!This wasn’t right. I refused to fall victim to the tricks of shifters. No good came from the presence of shifters, and I refused to be another casualty of a shifter. Wiggling until I was standing on my own two feet, I moved back, putting as much distance between the two of us as I could.
“I don’t belong to you,” I snapped at him with my face balled up in disgust, although that was the furthest thing from what I was feeling. It was the only way I could think of to make him understand I wanted nothing to do with him.
“You do. I can show you in more ways than one. We’ll love you so good, you won’t ever think of leaving us. You’ll understand the depths that our bond can take us to, and you will never want to spend a day without us. You’ll be my everything, and we will be yours. After we have your soul tied with ours, we’ll make your body submit to us in only the way your fated mate can. I’ll suck your pussy dry until you can only replenish your fluids with my nut sliding down your throat. That pussy will cry for me to fill her with our seed every day until you are carrying our cub, and even then, she will beg for us to coat her walls because she’ll know we’re hers and there's nothing you or anyone else can do about it.”
I was speechless. I wasn’t breathing, and I couldn’t think straight. I wanted everything this shifter was speaking of. I didn’t know if it scared me more that he had me open without me even knowing his name or that I was really considering taking him up on his offer. That wasn’t like me. I didn’t fool withshifters. If they weren’t buying my clothes, there was nothing for us to talk about, and even then, I spoke very few words to them. I never had the desire to be with a shifter, and now, I was losing my mind over one I really didn’t know anything about.
“Run!”I didn’t know why, but when I heard that voice urging me to run this time, I did. Without a second thought, I turned on my heels, leaving everything behind and running in the direction of home, desperate to get back to my cabin. It was the only place I felt I could go to be safe, and the fact that there was a built-in safe room I could hide in too made me want to get there even faster. Maybe I could wait out the shifter until he got tired and went to look for his next victim.
I heard gasps as I rushed past shifters and humans, bumping into them. I would apologize to them later. Right now, I had to get home. When I reached the forest, I didn’t hear anyone running behind me, but that didn’t stop me from running. I knew I couldn’t run all the way home, but I hoped if I put enough distance between me and the shifter, I would be able to slow down when I made it halfway. One thing I could always say about myself was that I was born athletic. Where other people had to build up their stamina, mine came without me trying. I could easily run ten miles before I tired out. I hoped my natural abilities would out do this shifter’s or at least give me a small advantage to get away.
“Come to me,”the sinister voice demanded in my head.
“Fuck off and leave me alone.” I was growing annoyed with that voice. I wanted it to get out of my head. I didn’t know what it wanted, but I had nothing for it.
My heart dropped when I heard a thunderous roar that sounded like it was right behind me. Without stopping my sprint, I looked back and wished I hadn’t. Exerting everything I had in me, I picked up my pace. As I stole one more look, my heart leaped out my chest upon seeing the biggest bear I’d everseen in my life chasing after me. I swear the bear looked to be the size of a rhino with fur. That didn’t make sense. I wasn’t sure if it was because I was running and couldn’t get a good look at the fur, but it looked like it was changing colors.
Please, please, please.I didn’t know who I was begging, but I was begging, hoping someone would come save me before my legs gave out on me. Running my fastest was wearing out my legs. I willed my legs to keep going, but I could feel them getting weak.Fuck.I tumbled over a tree branch that I didn’t see because I was too busy stealing looks at the bear chasing me. Although I was scared out of my mind, something in me was begging to see the bear. It was like I was drawn to the bear chasing me. I wanted to see it, gaze upon the majestic beauty. That had to be my delusions speaking because there was nothing majestic about the beast chasing me.
I tumbled down to the ground and ended up rolling down a steep hill, hitting every rock and tree branch on my way down. I landed in a small stream, and for a moment, I was disoriented. I laid flat on my back, allowing the cool water to wet the back of my body. The bumps to my head had given me a false sense of safety. With my eyes closed, I slowly moved my limbs, hoping no bones were broken. Small pains shot from my left ankle. There wouldn’t be any more running. I would’ve been lucky if I could do a light jog.
Inhaling deeply, I prepared myself to get up until I smelt the toastedvanilla scentshooting through my nostrils. My eyes popped open, and there was the bear standing over me, his large muzzle pointed down inches away from my face, his fiery eyes pinning me to the ground with fear. Easily, this shifter could’ve torn me apart if he wanted to.
