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  FALLING FOR THE SHIFTER

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  TULLY BELLE

  Tully Belle © Copyright 2015

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author’s imaginations or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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  Table of Contents

  PART ONE

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  PART TWO

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  PART THREE

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  PART FOUR

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  PART FIVE

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Thank You – You’re Awesome!

  PART ONE

  Chapter 1

  I bristle as I hear the two men laughing as they walk towards me. I thought I was alone when I chose this camping site, but I was mistaken. I’ve never been good with people which is why I need to escape into the woods every so often. Recharge my batteries. Obviously that wasn’t going to happen tonight. I’m sitting outside next to the campfire and I put the book I’m reading down next to me and wait for them to approach, hoping they only want to say a quick hello before they continue to their destination.

  “Hey beautiful,” says the man with the fur lined hat. “What are you doing out here all by your lonesome?” He nudges the other man, who is wearing a blue plaid shirt, in the ribs. “Need some company?”

  I shake my head. “No thanks,” I say politely. “I’m good.” I hope that’s enough for them to get the hint. I can’t tell yet if these losers are going to be a problem.

  “You know, someone like you shouldn’t be out here in the dark woods by themselves, there are wild animals about.” The guy with the hat leers at me and I feel an uncomfortable shiver on my skin as his gaze rakes toward my breasts.

  I stand up so I can look more imposing while I slip my hand into the knife sheath that I wear as a belt. I don’t pull out the blade, not yet. I want to see if these dickheads are going to do anything stupid first. “The animals don’t come near the fire,” I offer, cocking my head toward the flames. “And I can look after myself.”

  “Is that so?” Hat guy crosses his arms over his chest as if contemplating whether to push me further. I guess something about my stance and that I’m not cowering to his presence subdues him. “Well, if you need anything, we’re up ahead.” His friend points north. I make a mental note not to go anywhere north of here.

  “Good to know.” I sit back down and pick up my book again, making it clear that it’s the end of the conversation.

  “Come on,” says hat guy to his friend. “Let’s leave this one to the bears.” They turn and walk in the direction they came from. I hear them snicker as they say something to each other. Probably making a sexist joke about me. I don’t care, I’m just glad they left me alone. Cretins.

  ~

  It’s a serene quiet night. The moon is high and the stars are bright. I lace up my boots so I can get through the thick grass without a scratch. I decide that I’m going to walk toward the stream tonight, refill my water bottle and see if the water’s warm enough for a dip. It’s still too hot to sleep and far too early. A nighttime splash in the water might be just the thing to clean the sweat from my trip here and cool me down.

  I grab my flashlight and pack and make sure my tent is secure in case the dickheads from earlier come back to my camp. They wouldn’t dare.

  It doesn’t take long to reach the creek and I unlace my boots and take off my socks stepping carefully into the water. It’s cool and feels so good I groan in pleasure. I have to take a swim now; there is no way I can’t. I strip off until I’m naked and place my belongings carefully on a rock so they won’t get wet.

  The water isn’t deep and it has a slow current, but I’ll still need to be careful with my footing. I wade in as the water rises up my body. I bite my lip as the water laps at my sex. It’s been a while since I’ve had sex and the water reminds me of how good it feels to be touched there. Maybe I can give myself a little bit of self-pleasure tonight once I get back to my camp.

  When the water is up to my waist, I duck my head underneath and come up. I could easily stay here all night swimming, but I won’t. Nevertheless I linger longer than I anticipated.

  A noise of something approaching startles me and I bolt upright looking in the direction of the sound. I can’t see anything but decide that it’s probably time to go back.

  I get out and dry myself off, dressing quickly. Once I’m dressed and my knife is back at my hip I flash the light in the direction I heard the noise. Still nothing.

  I decide against investigating. It’s too dark and I don’t know what or who is out there.

  I lace up my boots and head back in the direction of my camp.

  Something is ahead. I can’t see clearly what it is, but it’s large. Probably a bear. Usually bears aren’t dangerous unless they’re provoked, but stumbling across one in the darkness isn’t time to find out whether it’s in a bad mood or not. I’m going to have to wait this one out until it’s gone.

  I search my surroundings and see an opening in the side of a small hill away from the path. A cave. I could hang out there until the bear moves on and then make my way back once the coast is clear.

  Walking over to the entrance, I shine my flashlight inside. I can’t see or hear anything so figure it’s unoccupied. I step inside the entrance and sit down against the wall just out of sight. I don’t need to go far inside, I just need to be hidden. I take out my knife just in case I’m surprised by some creature that has the same idea I have.

  There is another noise outside and I curse under my breath. It better not be the bear. It’d be just my luck to have chosen the one place to hide that also happens to be its home.

  I grip the knife in my palm and hold my breath as the bear approaches.

  But it isn’t a bear, it’s a man. And he’s completely naked.

  Chapter 2

  I attempt to stand but my legs are numb and I get aching pins and needles in my feet as the blood rushes into them. That means I’m stuck here for a few more seconds until my ability to get the hell out of here returns.

  “I saw you in the water.” He says it very matter of factly. His voice is low and gruff.

  “You were watching me?” I wiggle my toes. They are coming back to life.

  “For a while.” I don’t know how to respond to this since I was naked when I was swimming. But then again, this guy is as well, so maybe it’s not such a big deal for him. “I couldn’t stop watching you. You were mesmerizing.”
r />   Oh great, this guy has got his corny pick up lines straight out of a book. “So you followed me in here?”

  “No.”

  “No, you didn’t follow me in here?”

  “That’s correct.”

  I wonder if he’s right in the head. Everything looks normal from the outside (and frankly, he’s not bad to look at), but something’s up with him and I can’t quite put my finger on it yet.

  “This is my home.” He’s looking at me intently.

  “This is your home,” I repeat back. “This cave?” I’m now convinced there is something wrong with him. What a pity to waste such a perfect body.

  He nods. “I have a place in the city, but I prefer it here.” He turns and looks deeper into the cave. “It’s comfortable enough.”

  “Right.” My feet have finally come back to life and I stand up. “Well it was nice to meet you, but I should get back to my camp.”

  “Would you like to see it?”

  See what? His dick? Because I can already see that quite clearly.

  He walks toward the back of the cave and I hear a click. Suddenly a light comes on and I see a wooden door cut into the side. It’s unlocked because he opens it and walks in.

  ~

  Normally I don’t follow naked men into strange rooms but I can’t help but follow him. I have to see what’s behind that door.

  When I step inside, I’m taken aback. From inside it looks like a cabin in the woods. There is rows of neat logs for the walls, a fireplace and a comfortable looking sofa bed that’s folded out and made up for the night. There’s even a window cut into the ceiling that lets through the light of the stars and moon.

  “It’s not much,” he says. “But it works.”

  “It’s amazing.” I’m not lying. I can’t believe this place is here, inside a goddamn hill. It’s incredible. “You made this yourself?”

  He nods. “I wanted somewhere to get away.” He turns back to me. “I’m not much of a people person.”

  “Me either.”

  He extends his hand for me to shake. “I’m Tarben.”

  I take it, fully acknowledging the strangeness of the situation, since he’s still naked and we are in his secret home hidden in a cave. “Jade.”

  “Jade.” The way he whispers my name back to me is kind of sexy. I bite my lip. “Would you like a drink, Jade?” He walks over to a small refrigerator and pulls out two bottles of beer. He uses his teeth to lever off the cap.

  “Trying to get me drunk?” I laugh nervously as I take the beer and quickly take a sip. I still don’t know why I haven’t left yet. Oh wait; I know why I haven’t left. Because there’s something raw and primal about him, and I get to stare at his naked body and that dick. My body is thinking instead of my brain. I take another sip and try to push the thoughts out of my mind while keeping my gaze on his face.

  “You’re camping.” He says it as a statement rather than a question. “By yourself?”

  “Yes. By myself.” I hope he’s not going to imply that I should have a man around for protection. I’ve been camping since I was a kid and I know how to survive.

  He nods slowly and sits down on the bed as he wraps his lips around the bottle and takes a long swig. “I haven’t seen you around here before.”

  “I don’t usually come this far up. But it was closer to the water and I thought it would be nice for a change.”

  “The stream.” He nods his head and I wonder if he’s picturing me back in it. Naked. I don’t mind anymore.

  “How long have you been here?”

  He looks thoughtful. “Three years. Give or take.” He smiles and I wonder how old he is. He only looks to be a few years older than I am, but he’s in such good shape that I could be mistaken. “You’re the first person to be inside here though.”

  “I am?” I take surprise at that. This would be the perfect place to bring a date. I can just imagine the pickup line: Hey baby, wanna come back to my place and see my cave etchings?

  My eyes glide over the bed. That means he’s never fucked anyone on it. I could be the first. I quickly shake away the thought as soon as it enters my head, but it’s hard to get rid of when there’s a hot guy sitting on a comfortable looking bed with his very lovely dick on full view.

  “You go around naked all the time? Are you a naturalist?” Might as well bring up the elephant in the room, or in this case, the elephant between his legs.

  He looks down at himself and grazes his hand over his dick. It stiffens under his touch. Oh perfect, now I have to look at his semi-erect cock, this isn’t going to help my concentration at all. “Am I making you uncomfortable?”

  Ah, he’s answering my question with a question. “Nope,” I lie.

  “Good. That wasn’t my intention, but I find it easier to get around outside if I’m unencumbered.” That makes no sense at all to me, but I let it fly. Each to their own, I guess. Besides, if all guys that looked as hot as he did naked, I wouldn’t complain if they suddenly decided to forgo clothing.

  I go to have another sip of beer, but realize I’ve drunk the whole bottle. I place it down on the floor next to me and stand up. “Well, Tarben, thanks for letting me check out your pad, but I need to get going.”

  “You want to go?” He stands up as I do. His semi-erect cock bounces from the movement.

  “I should.” I don’t really want to. You could very easily convince me to stay. Tell me to stay.

  “I haven’t been in the company of a woman as beautiful as you in a long time. I want you to stay.” I know it’s a line, but I don’t care, it’s good enough for me. The way he growls when he talks is making me wet and I want to see his dick fully erect. Fully erect and thrusting into me.

  Fuck self-pleasuring. I’ve got a hot guy in the woods with an already naked dick who looks like he could show me a good time. I walk over to him and take his hand in mine. “You’re not so bad, yourself.”

  Chapter 3

  He’s nervous. That’s made very clear as he breaks eye contact and turns his head as I lean in to kiss him.

  “I need to tell you something,” he says.

  Oh great, he’s gay and I’ve read this whole situation completely wrong. “Yes?”

  “I haven’t had sex in a while.” He seems embarrassed by the admission.

  “You’re not a virgin are you?” I don’t think I could handle that. It’s a passion killer if I have to tell him where to stick his tongue.

  “No.” He grins. “I know what I’m doing.”

  Thank Christ for that. “Then what is it?” It better not be something kinky. I think about this for a bit and then decide that I don’t mind if it’s slightly kinky. It might be hot.

  “I tend to get carried away when I’m aroused. I don’t want you to get frightened if I growl.”

  Growl? So he is into kinky shit. Growling while fucking me however is not a deal breaker. “That’s okay. I don’t mind.”

  His audibly exhales like he’s relieved he got that off his gorgeous ripped chest. I reach my hand up and glide it down the side of his cheek as he turns to me. I can see the raw lust in his eyes. Whatever reluctance he had earlier has disappeared and has been replaced by a very real need.

  His gaze drifts down to my mouth and he pulls me roughly toward him and crushes his lips onto mine. I fall into him as he parts my lips with his tongue. He’s going to be rough, I can tell already. Also not a deal breaker.

  I can give as good as I get, so I move until I’m sitting on his lap, and hold his face as he kisses me. I can feel his hard dick wanting to break through my clothes and enter me and I desperately don’t want my clothes on so I can match his nakedness and feel his flesh against mine.

  His hands deftly undo my belt and that, along with my knife, falls to the ground. It’s joined by the rest of my clothing, including my boots, as he peels them away from my body with ease. There’s no doubting his ability in the bedroom any longer, he’s definitely skilled at removing clothing so I anticipate what else he’s good a
t.

  He pulls back for moment as if he’s devouring me with his gaze. I can almost hear the low growl on his lips as he murmurs appreciatively. He reaches next to his bed, pulls out a condom, and rolls it down onto his dick. At least he’s prepared.

  I move back to sit on this lap. I want that cock inside me but before I can, he’s flipped me over so I’m kneeling on the bed with him behind me. He’s strong and a small part of me is both scared and aroused by that. I’m not sure I could fight him off if I needed to. Fortunately right now, I don’t want to. I like this.

  “You’re wet.” I am. This whole situation is turning me on. He leans his face close to my pussy and it sounds like he’s taking a deep inhale of me, before he runs his tongue over my folds. His technique is rough and oh god, feels amazing on my sensitive nub. “You taste good.”

  He presses his face further between my legs and laps at me, over my clit and the rest of my sex, like he’s enjoying his favorite food. I’ve never been licked like this before and I doubt I’ll want anything different now. It’s amazing. I could come right this moment but I steel myself because we’ve only just started and I don’t want this to end yet.

  I mentally high five myself for choosing to stay here rather than return to my tent by myself.

  Tarben grabs my thighs and reefs them further apart. He pulls up my hips so he has a better angle as he dives his tongue deep inside me like he’s fucking me with his tongue. Oh that feels good.

  Then I hear it. A low grumbling growl that sounds like a throaty moan. He doesn’t stop as he continues to dive his long tongue deep inside me, drinking my wetness up. I moan myself, I can’t help it, I’m so aching with desire right now that it’s overwhelming me.

  He pulls his face away and then stands behind me, pulling my hips to the edge of the bed. Looks like we are doing it doggy style. My favorite position.

  I clench as I wait for the assault. I know he’s not going to be gentle because nothing he’s done so far has been. I was right; he places the tip of his cock against my needy opening and then in one forceful thrust is inside me with a grunt. I cry out. Not because it hurts, but because it feels so fucking amazing.