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  “Not just yet,” Karen said. “Come up here.”

  Lisa slid her body up Karen’s, smiling as their legs entangled and their breasts bounced up against each other’s. Karen caught the back of Lisa’s head and swooped in for a deep kiss. Lisa could taste her cum on Karen’s mouth, and it made her rub her body hard against Karen’s. Running her fingers through Karen’s dark hair, Lisa caressed Karen’s lips and chin with her tongue. Lisa nibbled on her neck and went back down to Karen’s chest.

  “I can’t stay away from these,” Lisa said, using her hands to push Karen’s breasts together so she could get both nipples in her mouth at once.

  “Yeah,” Karen grunted, digging her fingers through Lisa’s long blonde hair. “I want your head between my legs.”

  Lisa grinned. “I thought you’d never ask.” She slithered down Karen’s body and buried her face inside the wet warm junction of Karen’s thighs. Lisa growled in pleasure, nipping at Karen’s inner thighs until Karen started to pant. Lisa laughed, sucking hard on Karen’s clit. Karen’s gloved hands forced Lisa deeper, and Lisa snaked her tongue inside Karen, fucking her with it. Long, deep thrusts, topped with a flick across her little bud. Soon Karen was writhing too, her hips bouncing on the bed, and Lisa hung on to suck her more. When Karen came, Lisa rubbed her face all over the thick wetness and groaned.

  She sat up, still kneeling between Karen’s thighs, and tickled her fingers over Karen's clit again. Karen gasped and yanked Lisa up so they were face-to-face. They kissed some more as both tried to get the other off with their fingers. Karen shrieked as she came, because Lisa was back devouring her breasts. Karen pulled Lisa's head up for more kisses.

  “Such a sweet wild thing,” Karen said. “I’ve got a surprise for you.”

  “I love surprises,” Lisa said and went back to Karen’s breasts.

  “Yeah, suck them,” Karen said grinding her hips against Lisa’s. She moved her hands up to cup Lisa’s pear-shaped breasts and started pinching the nipples with a light tug until Lisa was moaning and sucking on Karen’s to match.

  Karen pulled away, and Lisa’s mouth made a loud pop. Lisa crawled on all fours after her as she got off the bed. Lisa licked her thigh and ass.

  “Ow,” Karen said as Lisa nipped her.

  “Sorry,” she panted, s she caressed Karen’s stomach. “You’ve got me so hot. Oh, what’s that?”

  “Something I think you’ll like.” Karen stepped inside two loops and pulled up a harness to her waist and buckled it. A leather penis hung from the harness.

  Lisa goggled.

  “Back on the bed,” Karen ordered and took a bottle off the shelf.

  Lisa lay back on the furs and spread her knees to the sides. Karen brushed her clit with the head of the leather phallus, and Lisa gritted her teeth in excitement.

  “Not yet,” Karen said and opened the bottle. She dripped heavily scented oil onto her own breasts.

  Lisa was immediately there, massaging in the oil. “Are you going to fuck me with this?” She reached down with one hand and pulled.

  Karen put Lisa’s hand back on her breasts, covering them with hers. “Until you scream,” she promised. “And then I’ve got one for you to wear.”

  Lisa was playing with Karen’s nipples when Karen suddenly slammed Lisa back down, plunging the dildo inside her.

  “Oh.” Lisa shuddered as Karen held her hips in place.

  Lisa started bucking. “Oh, oh, oh!” She shook her head, almost incoherent. Her hands clutched Karen’s breasts as Lisa fought for control. Karen’s hips were like a jackhammer, her blue eyes hot and crazed. Lisa liked being shaken up and down, watching Karen stare as Lisa’s wild blonde curls flew over her shoulders and breasts. She liked Karen’s breasts and couldn’t stop gripping them in sheer pleasure.

  Lisa was vocal and not concerned about making noise or who would hear. She took over, grinding and bouncing on the prosthetic dick until she shrieked out her orgasm. Karen unbuckled the dildo, and it slid to the floor. She didn’t give her a chance to recover, straddling her face while Lisa was still gasping for breath. Now Karen rode Lisa, dragging her pussy up and down. She stripped off the leather gloves and turned to plunge her fingers into Lisa, who was so sensitive she gasped and flinched. But her tongue never stopped, and Karen drenched her face before falling back herself.

  They caressed each other lightly, getting their breaths back. Gently licking each other’s necks and breasts, playing with each other’s hair, and nibbling on throats.

  “Where’s mine?” Lisa said before their bodies could cool down. Karen pointed and instructed Lisa in fitting it on. “How do you want it?” Lisa asked, and Karen got on all fours in answer.

  “Fuck yeah,” Lisa said and scrambled onto the bed behind her. She tongued Karen’s pussy. “Mmm, just making sure you’re still nice and wet for me. You taste so good.” Lisa delved back in to torture Karen’s clit.

  “Do it,” Karen said, sounding strangled. “Fuck me. I want to feel your hips slamming my ass.”

  “Like this?” Lisa scurried back behind her and gently guided in the cock.

  “No,” Karen grunted and bucked her hips back.

  Lisa grabbed them and thrust once, violently. “Like this?”

  “Yes,” Karen hissed.

  Lisa thrust again. “What’s her name?” she said, running her hands over Karen’s upturned ass.

  “Who? Gods, don’t stop.”

  Lisa thrust twice again. “The little bitch who put the sad in your eyes.”

  “Simone,” Karen said.

  Lisa thrust twice. “Say it again.”

  “Simone,” Karen said, longingly.

  “Now forget it.” Lisa pushed up, and Karen’s face pressed into the furs. “Because I’m going to make you forget it.” She started jackhammering her hips, and Karen’s muffled screams were intense. Lisa took one of Karen’s discarded gloves and smacked her on the ass with it. “Come for me,” she commanded and wiggled her hips so that each thrust had that nub on the dildo striking Karen’s clit.

  “Harder, harder.” Karen fought for breath as Lisa grabbed hold of her shoulders and increased her pace.

  “Come, come, come,” Lisa urged, relentlessly pounding into her.

  Karen bucked as Lisa groped around for her tits. She bent over to whisper in her ear. “You are the hottest woman I’ve ever fucked.” Lisa squeezed Karen's breasts. “I want you. After you come, I’m going to eat you until you’re a quivering mess. Now, fucking give it to me.”

  Karen clenched and tensed, but didn’t come. Lisa bit her neck in frustration, and Karen sighed. “Take me,” she whispered. “Take all of me.”

  Lisa’s fingers found Karen’s clit. Karen tossed her back, and Lisa was momentarily dazed. Karen lunged for her and deep throated the penis before straddling it. She squirted lotion all over Lisa’s breasts and used her palms to flatten them. As she was bouncing up and down, she leaned in to kiss Lisa, but Lisa ducked it and grabbed a pendulant breast into her mouth. When she sucked on it hard, Karen came, shuddering.

  “Lisa,” she moaned.

  Lisa flipped Karen on her back.

  “The room is spinning.” Karen sighed.

  Lisa scrambled around so they were in 69 position. Lisa went down on Karen with a crazy urgent speed. Karen wrapped her legs and arms around her. Lisa lapped at the pink and wet pussy, needing her face to be covered with hot, sweet cum again. When Karen dipped a cum-coated finger gently in Lisa’s ass, Lisa came screaming and Karen soon followed. Enjoying the excitement, Lisa turned around and kissed her until they were gasping with breath and fell together exhausted.

  “I was thinking,” Lisa said when she could speak again without panting.

  “It’s overrated,” Karen said, running her fingers through Lisa’s blonde curls.

  “I need a lot of leather.”

  Karen reached down for the strap-on and ran it teasingly up Lisa’s leg. “You got a lot of leather.”

  “I need blankets and winter boot
s. Jackets. Maybe more depending on how many we find.”

  “Find? Look as much as I’m enjoying you, I’ve got to eat something other than you this winter. I can’t trade all my goods for sex.”

  “This Simone chick, is she from your tribe?”

  “Yeah, but she’s moving up to the Bluffs.”

  “Do you have anything tying you to the tribe?”

  “Why?” Karen said.

  “There’s going to be a call for people to go out west with an excursion. My brother and I are going. You and your goods would be a great help.”

  “What’s in it for me, aside from fantastic sex?”

  “Can you keep a secret?”

  Karen shrugged. “Who am I going to tell?”

  “Pieces of California have been drifting up onto the beach. It’s a looters’ paradise. You want to be rich, don’t you?”

  “Who doesn’t?”

  “Come with me. Let’s make our fortune and screw each other’s brains out every night.”

  “Why me?”

  “Why not you?” Lisa countered. “You’ve got great tits, a stocked inventory, and an ex-girlfriend who married a real jerk.”

  “Why not me indeed?” Karen said. “I’ll think about it. In the meantime, you’ve got another forty-five minutes to work off.”

  Chapter Four

  Bethany

  BETHANY WOKE UP, STILL locked in Lucas’s arms. When was the last time her lover held her all night? Oh right, that would be never. She wiggled a bit so she could watch him in his sleep. Without the penetrating eyes, he almost looked pretty, if you could ignore the black stubble dusting his cheeks. All he needed was an eye patch to be a pirate. She liked him, she decided. Even if he had threatened to kill her.

  His eyes opened, wary and yellow as a bird of prey.

  “What’s chasing you, Lucas? What made you stay in a bird form so long that you could barely speak?”

  “Gods,” he said and rolled away from her. “Good morning to you too.”

  “Why was Lisa captured as a dog? If she shifted before the farmer put the collar on her, she would have been safe.”

  “Before or after he raped her?”

  Bethany winced. “Not everyone is like that. Look, I saw how people looked at my brother every time he shifted. He was immediately treated like a thug, an animal. People were scared of him. Mostly. There were some good people who realized that we were just different. They needed me so they were nice to him. You asked me last night why I helped Lisa. Well, when I saw a chance to help a Shifter, I guess I was hoping that someone, somewhere had helped my brother in the same way.”

  “The world doesn’t work that way, Bethany. No one does anything for free. Everyone has an ulterior motive.”

  “I just told you my ulterior motive. Now, you tell me yours. Or am I supposed to believe that you were overcome by nobility for your sister’s honor and lust for me that you offered your services for three months.”

  She had forgotten how fast he moved. Lucas pushed inside her and Bethany gasped. “Not that I’m complaining,” she moaned and tilted her head back when he began to move as slowly and as sweetly as his mouth playing against hers.

  “Six months,” he reminded her when he was done kissing her.

  “No. It was only three months after you came back.” Bethany’s eyes closed at the sweet sensation of his body rocking into hers. “I want to go to California with you.”

  "You would have more leverage with your chief to come with us if we were mated.”

  Bethany gulped at the word. It was a little soon to be talking about mating. “You want me to go to California now? Last night you said it was too dangerous.”

  He picked up the pace, thrusting into her hard enough to make the cot bang against the wall.

  “Oh,” she gasped. There was that sexy creaking noise again. She wondered what her neighbors thought. She hoped they were getting off.

  He stopped, deep inside her, and held her still while he looked deep into her eyes. “We could use a Tech to get into the laboratories. They won’t be expecting that.”

  He gave in too easily. Was he playing me all along so I’d think it’s my idea? Bethany frowned. It doesn’t matter...does it?

  He kissed her until her frown eased and the tension in her body relaxed. It was one of his epic soul-drugging ones that lasted until she had to turn her face to gasp for breath. “Mated would mean we’re exclusive for the trip.”

  “I know,” he said, resuming a soft pace.

  “Why?” she gritted out. Her hips slammed up into his, needing him to go fast again. She didn’t want his pity. She wanted him to want her as much as she did him.

  “I don’t want anyone else to have you.” He gave her the speed she needed.

  “Yes,” Bethany crowed. “Just like that.” She wasn’t sure if she could believe him, but for the moment it didn’t matter, because he was so deep inside her. Each thrust shook her as hard as the bed. He could command as much for fucking as she did for Tech.

  He pounded into her until she dug her nails into his arms.

  “Yes,” he echoed back to her.

  Shudders racked her body. Intense waves of pleasure burned through her. Plastered against him, she bit him on the shoulder when she came.

  “You like to bite?” he growled as she tightened around him.

  “Touch me.”

  “Here?” He rubbed his palm over her breasts.

  “Yes.” She arched into the contact.

  “Here?” He reached between their bodies to touch her clit.

  She gasped. “Oh, that’s not fair.” Bethany grabbed his ass in both hands.

  “You make me crazy. I love how your pussy feels gripping my cock.”

  Bethany ground down on him. “Kiss me,” she demanded.

  He did, and when his mouth eventually lifted away, it was if a piece of her soul went with it.

  “How long?”

  He thrust a bit deeper. “What do you think?”

  Bethany returned his thrust, with interest, and they went back and forth until they were both sweaty and gasping. His whole body stiffened, and he grunted in satisfaction when he came.

  Stroking an idle hand down his sweat-slicked back, Bethany sighed. She could get used to this. He rolled off her but carried her with him so she lay on top of him. They enjoyed the quiet bliss for a while, until the Tech cabins started humming with power.

  “How long have you been looking for your friends?” Bethany said tracing her name with her fingertips into his chest, by his heart.

  At first she thought he wasn’t going to answer. His voice was low and sad when he did speak. “Two years. When Lisa and I got separated, I thought I lost her too. But I was able to track her, and when I found her, she had been captured by that farmer for this conclave.”

  “How did you get separated?”

  “Have you ever been off the main roads or traveled alone?” he asked.

  Bethany shook her head. “I was always in a tribe. When I left the Orange Grove to come up here, I traveled with merchants on the main highways.”

  “It must have taken a long time. Flying is much quicker,” he said with a faraway look. “And less dangerous. There are creatures out there.” He shook his head.

  “What type of creatures?”

  “You won’t believe me.”

  “You won’t lie to me.”

  He pinned her with a look. “How do you know?”

  “Because Shifters don’t lie. It’s not in their nature.”

  He gave a surprised laugh. It transformed his face. “Your brother told you that?”

  “Yes, as a matter of fact he did. He said because of his tie to the animal kingdom, he could no more lie to me than a chicken would.”

  “Daniel was your older brother?”

  “Yes, how do you know?”

  “Because I tease my younger sister too.”

  “He wasn’t teasing.” Bethany punched him the chest without any real force behind it.


  “I am the president of the United States.”

  “What?”

  “I am Elmer J. Fudd, millionaire. I own a mansion and a yacht.”

  “Are you totally deranged?”

  “No, I’m lying to you.”

  Bethany blinked at him.

  “Unless you, of course, believe me to be telling the truth? Or perhaps you don’t think I’m a Shifter?” He sprang out of bed and shifted, as if she questioned the fact.

  His dog form was a bit rangy. He looked more like a wolfhound, with the emphasis on wolf.

  “You know,” Bethany said. “I always wondered why you guys never chose poodles. They were hunting dogs too.”

  The wolfhound snorted.

  “A Chihuahua is very vicious. I got bit as a child. I still have the scar.” She showed him two tiny teeth marks between her thumb and first finger. “My brother turned into a German shepherd and snapped its neck.”

  He shifted back so suddenly Bethany didn’t have a chance to turn away. That was what she told herself anyway. She locked her gaze on his magnificent body. He slipped into her bed and pulled up the covers.

  “Hey!” she said. “We need to get up.”

  “It’s cold without my fur. I’m not wearing that dress.” He pointed to the party dress she had laid out.

  “It’s not your color,” Bethany agreed.

  “Not that it would fit me anyway,” he continued. “And I feel like Julius Caesar with the sheet. You’re welcome to join me. Or I can leave, but I didn’t think we’re finished with our conversation.” He patted the mattress next to her.

  “Not on your life, buster. I’m sore.”

  “I’m sorry,” he said.

  “Really?”

  Lucas shook his head. “No, not really.”

  Bethany sighed. “I think I have a better solution for us.”

  “There’s an us?”

  “Yeah, but not the way you mean. Are all those muscles for show?”

  “You want to wrestle me?”

  Hell yeah. “That’s beside the point,” Bethany said. “If I sign up for this looters’ paradise in California, I’m guessing that we’re not going to get there easily.”