Tasha

Wow, talk about turning the tables on someone. I’d meant to tease Wanda, maybe nudge her into agreeing to be friends with benefits, or at least confirm to myself that she really wanted me as much as I wanted her. Never in a million years did I expect her to push everything on the table to the floor like this was some kind of old romantic movie. Of course, we were going to have a big mess to clean up after we were done with whatever we were doing here.

Her mouth crashed down on mine, her kiss hard and claiming. Pressed between Wanda’s body and the wood table, I was deliciously trapped. I tunneled my fingers into the long strands of her hair, holding her face close to mine. My entire body was on fire right now. Our first kiss had been incredible, and the second one too, but this one was next level.

I wrapped my legs around Wanda’s hips and sighed into her mouth as she ground her core against mine. I lifted my hips to meet her on every stroke. When she finally pulled away, we were both breathing heavily.

Without a word, Wanda moved to her feet and slid off my baggy jeans. Underneath I was wearing striped boy shorts which soon ended up on the floor next to my pants. Shoving my legs open wide, Wanda leaned over and blew a puff of air onto my heated pussy. I jumped.

Wanda used her fingers to spread me open, then gave my channel one long lick.

“Mm, you taste delicious,” she said, giving me a smirk that told me she was pleased with this turn of events.

Before I could respond, she licked me again. The feeling of her tongue sliding through my folds was incredible. I sighed as she did it a few more times.

“Do you shave?” she asked next time she popped her head up.

“Wax, why?”

She shook her head. “I just think women should be more natural. Maybe it’s an age thing.”

“And I think you should fuck me with your tongue,” I replied saucily.

To my shock, she gave my pussy a hard smack. It stung, then the sting of pain morphed into a delicious heat.

“One of these days I’m going to put you over my knee and spank the brattiness right out of you,” she vowed.

“I wish you would.”

The look of shocked surprise on Wanda’s face echoed mine. I had no idea why I even said that. I’d never been spanked in my life. Never even thought about being spanked. But the instant Wanda mentioned it, I wanted it. A lot.

Wanda slid her fingers between my pussy lips. I was already wet enough that when she pressed one finger against my opening, she slid in easily. I moaned in pleasure at the sensation.

“Damn you’re tight,” she said as she added a second finger.

She pumped in and out of my body slowly, deliberately, ratcheting up my excitement with every pump of her fingers. I bent my knees and placed my feet on the edge of the table so I could use it for leverage, rotating my hips up to meet her with every stroke of her fingers.

Wanda’s eyes were hooded as she watched my pussy swallow her fingers, her expression almost transfixed. I could see her fangs starting to peek out from between her lips, making me wonder if that was something that happened every time she got excited.

Then every thought in my head disappeared as Wanda lowered her head and started to lick circles around my clit. I could feel my orgasm pushing against my awareness, making my entire body tighten in anticipation as my breath came in short, harsh pants.

I was just about to go over the edge when suddenly Wanda lifted her head, slid her fingers out of my body, and picking up a napkin that was still on the table, wiped my arousal off her fingers.

I lifted my head to stare at her. “What are you doing? I wasn’t done.”

“I was.” She gave me a smirk. “I told you what would happen if I fucked you.”

I levered up on my elbows.

She picked up my boy shorts and jeans off the floor and tossed them onto my belly.

“You should probably get dressed so we can clean up this mess. The bears will be here any minute and I don’t want them to see my mate half naked. None of them are mated yet so with you being unmarked, they may consider you fair game.”

“Why did you start if you weren’t going to finish?” I whined. My entire body was trembling, desperate to come.

“You started this, remember? Not me.”

I stared at Wanda for a long moment, my mouth hanging open in shock. “You’re fucking edging me?”

Wanda leaned over me and cuffed my throat with her hand, not enough to hurt me or restrict my breath, but just enough to show dominance.

“In the future, don’t start things you can’t finish, little girl.” She released my throat. “Now where is the broom?”

A few minutes later I heard the rumbling of two enormous motorhomes making their way up the long driveway to my house.

“The bears are here,” Wanda told me.

She must have given them the code to the gate, because they hadn’t buzzed to ask to enter.

Wanda and I went to the front porch, watching as the bears backed the motorhomes onto a grassy patch at the edge of the property, neatly parking them side by side. The doors opened, revealing three of the largest men I’d ever seen.

The guys on my outside security team were large. Most of them had been football players or Navy Seals before they got into the private security business, but next to the bears, my team was downright tiny. The bears were easily six and a half feet tall, maybe taller, and wide as mountains. With matching brown eyes and short cropped brown hair, there was no mistaking the family resemblance.

“Wanda!” One of the bears called with a big smile. “We are happy to see you again.”

He raced over and picked her up, lifting her off her feet as if she was a tiny little doll.

“Put me down Boris, you idiot,” she laughed.

“Guys, this is our client, Tasha Blue. Tasha, this is Boris, Yuri, and Alexei.”

“It is pleasure to meet you, Miss Tasha,” Boris said, his voice accented. He took my hand in his and pressed a quick kiss to my knuckles like I was royalty and he was a knight coming back to pay tribute.

Wanda growled deep in her throat.

Boris looked between us, then gave us a wide smile. “Oh, it is like this, huh? Okay, we understand, vampire. Retract your fangs.”

“Congratulations on finding your mate, Wanda,” Yuri said as he too gave her a big hug.

“Don’t congratulate me yet,” she grumbled. “Tasha only wants to be friends.”

I felt my face heat in embarrassment as the three shifters turned to study me.

“She is not ready yet, no?” Boris said in his accented voice. “This is okay, sometimes the humans need time. Now show us around this property please. Then we will make plan to, how you say? Smoke out this stalker.”

“Yes, let us hurry,” Yuri added. “I am hungry.”

“You guys are always hungry,” Wanda teased.

“We are bears. We must keep up our strength.”

“Would it be rude if I asked to see you shift while you’re here?” I asked. “I’ve never seen a shifter in real life before.”

“You’ve been around lots of shifters,” Wanda corrected. “You just didn’t know they were shifters.”

“I will shift for you, beautiful little human,” Boris promised. “But first we must work.”

“Just keep your paws off my girl,” Wanda chided, throwing her arm around my shoulder in a move that was blatantly possessive.

I should have hated it, but it made me feel all warm and tingly inside.

“Do not worry, Wanda,” Boris said. “We will all be just friends.”