Page 132 of Secret Shifters Next Door

Before I could tell him to do just that, we stepped out into his backyard. In five quick strides, we were at his back door. I had no memory of going in through the door and up the stairs. All that mattered was this. His hands, his lips, the cock desperately trying to tear out of his pants.

Steff ran his hands down my chest, across my breasts, circling my nipples through my shirt. My lips parted as the electric tingle spread from my nipples into my stomach to my pussy. My hand found its way to his crotch, and I caressed his hard length. Steff groaned and pressed his lips against my forehead.

This would be our first time together. Everything had been building to this moment. The horniness of teenage love, the longing of time and distance in the years since, the fiery passion of truth and love now that we were reunited. It made us almostcrazy with desire. So many years, and now, finally, we would have each other. It made me shiver with need and expectation.

Frantically, I pulled my shirt over my head. As soon as the shirt cleared my head, Steff’s hands found my naked breasts. I looked into his eyes as he gently tugged and pinched my nipples between his fingers. I didn’t break eye contact as I undid his belt, button, and zipper. I slid his pants down, easing myself to my knees.

The massive cock was eye level when I finished, and I didn’t hesitate. I cupped his balls gently in one hand and fisted the base of his cock with my other hand as I slid him into my mouth. Steff gasped and cursed under his breath. The thick, almost muscular feel of him in my mouth made me even hornier. I moved back and forth, sliding my lips and tongue across the full length. Steff’s hips jerked forward, and I could tell he was keeping himself from thrusting into my mouth. I didn’t want him to hold back. I wanted all of him, and I was going to give him all of me. I wanted every bit of it.

I pulled my mouth away and looked up at him, “Let go, Steff. Don’t hold back.”

Putting my mouth back around him, his hips moved faster. His cock slid deep into my mouth and then back out. I didn’t think I could get hornier, but the sensation of him fucking my mouth was almost too much that I didn’t dare slide a hand between my legs. I would come in an instant if I so much as brushed my clit.

Steff pulled his cock from my mouth and lifted me onto the bed. He nearly ripped my shorts as he yanked them off me. He nestled his head between my legs and slipped two fingers into me as he wrapped his lips around my clit. My back arched, and I dug my fingers into the sheets as he sucked and slipped his fingers in and out of me. I caressed his head as he brought me closer to orgasm. The orgasm was a tsunami that built insideme. The simmering warmth within in me was starting to radiate outward.

Sensing how close I was, Steff sat up, and in one swift movement slammed himself into me, filling me completely and thoroughly. In that instant, I had what I’d always wanted. Steff was mine, fully and completely. The knowledge of that, along with the ecstasy of what he was doing to me, sent me over the edge. The orgasm hit me hard, like wave after wave crashing over me and pulling me under. I grunted and shook as pleasure coursed through my stomach, chest, and limbs.

Instead of stopping, Steff picked up the pace. When I glanced up and saw the sweat beading up on his forehead, he kissed me again as he fucked me. I wrapped my hands around his neck and thrust my hips up. Pressure built inside me, ready to explode again.

“Come, Steff. Come inside me. Please, baby, I want you to.”

“Oh, fuck!” Steff threw his back as his hips jerked and thrust into me.

The second orgasm nearly split me in two. I screamed and gasped for breath as Steff collapsed against me, riding the last spasms of his own orgasm. After I came back to my senses, I ran a hand through Steff’s hair. To wait so long for something made it all the sweeter when it finally happened. We both passed out where we lay into a deep, satisfying sleep.

TWENTY

STEFF

I’d only slept for three hours, but I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt this rested. It was like years of struggle and pain had been swept away in one night. Thinking of the night before brought a smile to my face and had heat pooling between my legs.

April was still asleep, so I snuck downstairs to put coffee on.

My shifter senses let me hear April’s deep breathing in the bedroom. Having her in my bed put my heart at ease. My body and soul were content for the first time in over fifteen years. With all the years that had passed since I left April, I’d truly thought I was over her. How many lies had I told myself? Telling my own mind that I was fine with how things had ended up, or that April was better off without me. All of that had shattered the moment I kissed April in the forest last night.

My phone buzzed, and I glanced at the screen. It was a text from Miles:

What the hellhappened last night? You guys never came back.

Instead of tryingto explain everything in a text, I called him.

“Okay, spill it,” he said when he answered on the first ring.

I chuckled. “Things… went well.”

“Could you be more vague?”

“Sorry. It was crazy. I don’t even know where to begin.” I poured myself a cup of coffee and stood at my back door, looking out into the forest. “I told her everything. All of it. She’d sort of realized something was going on after Ryland showed up at the park. I told her about the shifters, the curse, all of it.”

“And she was cool with it?”

“As cool as anyone could be, I guess. There was more, but yeah, she knows and she’s fine with it.”

“And?”

“And what?” I frowned.

“Bro, seriously?”

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