Chapter 11

Chapter Eleven

Two Years Later

Toni

"Theyyyyyyy're GREAT!!!" I say with a giggle and Vance leaps across the coffee table and tackles me to the floor. Naturally, he makes sure to do it in a way that doesn't actually cause me any actual harm. He rolls in midair so I land softly on top of him, kicking and screaming and giggling.

And then, I shriek as he pins me to the floor with one hand and tickles me with the other.

I'm absolutely helpless. There's nothing I can do at all but scream, flail about, and beg. The bottom line is that my man is going to take whatever he wants from me and there's nothing that can change that. There is, quite literally, not a damned thing that I can do! There's not a damned thing I can do at all!

And Vance is beautiful.

And Vance is brilliant.

Vance is strong.

Vance is protective.

Vance is a thousand other good qualities.

But there is one thing Vance most certainly is not. Vance is not merciful. Vance is about as far from merciful as a human being can possibly be! I don't know why I teased him with the tiger mascot's catchphrase. I don't even eat sugary cereals!

But now, I'm shrieking, giggling, begging, screaming, and laughing.

And then he flips me over so I'm on my stomach and lands a really hard spank on my ass! I yelp and then giggle a little bit more. He lands another spank and then, I gasp because he yanks my pants down to the middle of my thighs.

It's a damned good thing I'm wearing thin, stretchy pants because who the hell knows how much it would hurt if I were wearing jeans! I mean, you better believe that the jeans would end up at my thighs regardless of how much it hurt!

He lands a hard spank on my now bare ass, which lets me know my panties are tangled up in my jeans. I breathe out, "Damn it, Vance! Fuck me!"

Yeah, this is my life.

Yep, that's how it goes and you better believe that it's the most wonderful life imaginable. It's literally like Vance somehow knows all of the things I never expected to have in my life because I don't fit the anorexic idea of beauty. I never expect someone to be romantic in any but the most perfunctory way.

And there's no sweeter man on Earth to me. He's as romantic as can be.

I never expect a man to be aggressive with me, to manhandle me in a domineering, kinky way. That's what thin girl get for excitement. I never expect tickle torture and I never… Well, I won't belabor the point.

I never expect any of it.

I gasp as I feel Vance's slick hands working to lubricate me. I realize he'll be taking my backdoor again and I let out a nervous giggle.

He's had it for the two and a half months straight!

You know, it always hurts at first and then it's always far better… Well, how many times am I going to describe the same thing to you? I can tell you now that he's not obsessed with anal sex. At least he's no more obsessed than any other guy.

Nope.

See, he's just overly protective. He's worried that I'm not ready yet.

I've been ready for about three weeks but I like that he's overly concerned for my wellbeing so I don't really try very hard to convince him. And then he's inside of me and my breath disappears. I lift my butt up to meet his thrusts, and it's then that I realize how restrictive it is to have my pants and panties mid-thigh like this.

I can't spread my legs at all, so there's a delicious feeling of helplessness. I love it actually. "Vance," I whisper, "Yes, baby." I lift my ass and push against him as well as I can.

He's in my ass because he doesn't think I'm ready for vaginal sex.

Because our son Raymond isn't quite three months old yet.

I thought it was an easy delivery, actually. His sister-in-law Julia tells me something about shifter's make recovery time after delivery much easier. Ray is a shifter. I've learned there's a fifty-fifty chance with a shifter father and a human mother. With a shifter mother, the baby is always a shifter even if the father is human. Ray won't shift until he's a teenager.

"Yes!" I whisper as I feel my body gearing up for orgasm. Don't ask me how that happens because I don't have the slightest idea. Even with anal, it always does. Hell, I'm pretty sure I haven't gone a single time with Vance where I don't have an orgasm, backdoor or not.

Wow.

I need to wrap things up here.

Okay, I'm married.

I have a kid.

We kept both houses and we're renting mine out.

And there you go, you're all caught up and I'm all wrapped up.

So, what are your takeaways? Easy. Shifters really exist and the best one of all is a Company 417 firefighter named Vance.

Did you enjoy reading Protective Tiger's Curvy Girl Crush ? I hope so. I really enjoy writing about the Company 417 firemen shifters. You already know that if you've read any of the other books I've written. I'm definitely a shifter-loving girl. I don't just have book boyfriends. I have a menagerie full of them! Bears, wolves, lions, tigers, and those giant majestic dragons!

I loved writing about Vance. I think every girl can go for a sexy fireman, right? With Vance, Toni gets a very sexy and very exciting man. She gets a protective man. She gets a tiger who's willing to do anything to keep her safe. She gets a shifter who knows that sometimes the way to deal with danger is simply to become a more dangerous danger than the danger you face.

Vance and Toni are well on their way. I love that he gave her strength to resist Maxwell, and I love that she gave him the strength to be who he is, unashamedly and without fear. How about you? What did you like about the characters?

Naturally, I fell in love with Vance while I wrote this. That isn't going to surprise any of you out there who've read my other Company 417 books. I fall in love with every sexy shifter leading man I write! I can't help it and I always imagine I'm the girl, too. Let's face reality here: I'm absolutely hopeless. I guess that's just me. Vance was particularly special because he's a special tiger, a Maltese. I really hope you enjoyed reading about Toni and her Maltese tiger love. These two have a really sweet and sexy happily ever after in their future, don't they?

I'll tell you one thing right now. I could go for that kind of happily ever after!

If you enjoyed this story, then I think you'll love the next one.

Liz Flores is just trying to make things work. She's an assistant manager at a movie theater at a shopping mall, and she's having a hard time dealing with life. A string of poor decisions in romance has left her feeling jaded and depressed. She gets caught up in the romance of a situation, sleeps with a guy, and then realizes they don't actually have anything going for them.

And her job!

She gets paid far too little to deal with young employees who just want to screw around and customers who pay so much for their tickets that they expect perfection every single show. There are days Liz just wants to pack up her car and drive away. The problem is when she feels that way, she always ends up in another whirlwind romance with empty sex and another depressing breakup.

The only brightness in her life comes from her favorite neighbor Preston and his four-year-old son, Joel. He lives just down the street from her and she earns extra money by babysitting Joel three nights a week. Preston is the sexiest fireman imaginable. He's tall, muscular, mysterious, attractive, older, and… Well, he's everything! He's also the most incredible father. She often fantasizes about him.

And then one night, he comes after fighting a particularly dangerous fire. He wants to thank her for staying late but she wants to thank him for saving lives. She has some very clear ideas about how she'll thank him, too! It's all she's fantasized about and more but why would a man like Preston want any more from her? He's got it all together and she's… Well, she's Liz. Is there any hope for her?

Find out all about it in Single Dad Panther's Best Friend Romance , the next exciting tale in the sexy, steamy age gap shifter firefighter romance series Company 417 Fireman Shifters !