When Jack arrived back home, Zoey had already fallen asleep. He was mostly nocturnal, so he decided to stroll around the back yard for a few hours more. He heard bushes rattle behind him, but didn’t make an effort to turn around.
When he finally did, he saw a small fox emerge from the bushes. It was a female. Her yellow eyes stared accusingly at him. The fox growled at Jack and leaped toward his face. She landed on his chest and began to grow. Slowly, the fox’s limbs grew longer.
Jack didn’t dare move an inch. Arms wrapped around his neck, legs around his waist. Suddenly, the fox was gone and a beautiful, nude, olive-toned women was clutching his body. The women nibbled at Jack’s ear. “Where have you been, Querido?”
Jack took a few steps, the woman still clinging to him. “Vera.”
When her back was to the side of the house, Jack kissed her roughly. Any normal girl would have been in pain, but he knew this little fox could handle him. He pressed himself against her bare body. Small moans escaped her as she pushed against him, fighting him for dominance. After a few long minutes, Jack broke away from their kiss. “We had an incident, involving Derek and Zo.”
The woman pushed her weight against the wall and fell to her feet, causing Jack to step back. “Derek and Zo, Derek and Zo.” Vera crossed her arms and turned away from Jack, “It’s always about Zoey, Jack.” “When are you going to make me a priority?”
Jack chuckled to himself, a private joke again. “What are you laughing at?’ Vera fumed. Jack looked the woman up and down and smiled once more. Only now she realized she was completely naked. “Ugh!” She shifted back to her fox form and ran toward the bushes. “You’re not getting away that easily.”
Jack took off his shirt and unbuckled his belt. He could still see a pair of little yellow eyes staring back at him from beneath the bushes. “You know how much I hate shifting out here, Vera.” Not waiting for a response, Jack tossed his clothes aside. He furrowed his eyebrows, he wasn’t as used to shifting as much as his lover. Vera lived a life as free as possible, shifting into whatever form she felt like at whatever time she wish. This is not to say that shifting is without limits. Whenever a shifter grew tired, old or very sick they always reverted to their original form. This had only happened to Jack once, the day he met Zoey.
She knew right from the start what he was. She never judged him for it. Even in their world, shifters are looked down upon, they were the lowest of the low in their realm, even below humans. Though supernatural had an healthy fascination for the mortals, they were considered the lowest form of being. Like an ant in the human word.
When Jack had met Zoey, he’d been homeless for some time, was living in an alley somewhere as a stray cat. He’d been surviving off the kindness of an elderly lady who’d set out food for him every once in a while. It was that terrible, store bought, synthetic food they fed animals in this world. It tasted awful, but it kept him alive. That is until the old woman died. He had to resort to killing mice for food then. His stomach wasn’t built for that kind of nourishment. He’d gotten sick and shifted to his bornform; that’s what they called their natural state. He hid behind dumpsters for weeks before Zoey had found him.
He’d attacked her when they met. He couldn’t tell she wasn’t human then, he assumed she’d try to kill him. Most humans weren’t accustomed to seeing a panther in their towns. At least not ones that weren’t caged. She didn’t move a muscle when he leaped from the trashcan onto her tiny, frail body. She just smiled at him. “I’ve never met a shifter before,” She’d said. “Do you mind getting off of me?” “You’re awfully heavy.”
Jack couldn’t help but laugh now, thinking back at that moment. Zoey was something else.
Now, he had Vera to deal with. She’d been jealous of Zoey since day one. He bent down on all fours and looked up at the Crescent Moon for inspiration. The position felt strange in his human form, but once his bones fell into place he was able to adapt.
Finally in his natural state he stretch out his paws, like a cub getting ready for his first run. He let out a low guttural purr and prowled toward the yellow eyes staring back at him from behind the bushes.
Vera didn’t move a muscle as the male panther inched closer. He squeezed into the bushes and walked passed her. From behind, he picked up the little fox by the fat of her neck. “Where are you taking me?” She snapped, as she struggled under his grip.
“Our spot.” The panther leapt onto a low hanging branch of a lonely, old tree that stood behind Jack’s home; the one he shared with that fairy girl.
Vera hated her jealousy. That was her curse. The shifter in her forced her to be loyal, but when that loyalty was met with betrayal, it was hard to trust anyone. Zoey was a good girl, she knew she had nothing to worry about. It was Derek she’d been annoyed with.
He was head over heels for the Fairy girl, but he stood by and let this fake relationship with Jack and Zoey to take place. If he liked her so much, he should have taken her from the beginning. He should be protecting Zoey from the Ashca, not Jack.
That boy was fae too, she felt it the one and only time they’d met. She’d told Jack, but he thought she was being paranoid. How could he not feel it? The will of the shifter in him, crumbling by that of the royal blooded fae. Zoey was hard to be around too, she also had royal blood; but that was no secret. Maybe it was because Jack was born in the human realm. Vera was pure, she rarely shifted into a human, unless Jack was around. For some reason, he prefers his human form from his bornform. To be honest, sex was better as a human. As an animal, she’d had multiple partners; shifter and animals alike. As a human however, Jack was the only one she’d tried it with but it was like nothing she’s ever felt before.
Jack reached the midsection of the tree. He gently place Vera on the thickest branch and dipped his head. She knew what he was waiting for. “You first,” She said as she arranged her fur back into place. “Oh no, little one.”
“If I shift and you run, there’s no way I’d catch you.” He sat upright, holding his position. “I know how much you like playing hard to get.” He swung his tail side to side.
“Fine.” Vera walked in a circle on the large branch, testing its strength. She dipped her head and reached out with her paws. Arching her back she was almost full sized. She just laid in a child’s pose for a few seconds when she felt Jacks hand in her hair. He’d already shifted.
Without looking up from her position, Vera sucked her teeth, “Cheater.”
With a giggle Jack slid behind Vera; massaging her back. “Oh, you have no idea, how good that feels.” She said as she arched her back to stretch once more. Shifting takes a toll on your body, especially if you do it as often as Vera did.
He reached her lower back and bent down to kiss the small of her back. He rose his hand to her hair and grabbed a handful of her long dark locks. With a little force, he pulled her, so that she was sitting upright with her back against his bare chest.
She let out a low hiss, but didn’t fight back. He knew how she liked it. With one hand locked tightly in her hair, he slid the other down her neck, until he reached her plump breast. He toyed with the area surrounding her nipple. Being careful not to arouse her too quickly. She was in for a long night.
Jack let go of the mass of hair he held, and slid his hand between Vera’s legs. He twisted locks of pubic curls between his fingers, Vera let out a series of moans and signs, signaling him that she was ready for more.
He bit her neck and suck hard, leaving a read mark when he let go. Rubbing her nipple between two fingers, he felt his manhood rising, grazing her buttock. “Please, Jack. I can’t wait anymore,” Vera plead. He liked her like this, she rarely showed emotions other than anger. This is exactly what he wanted from her.
Jack let go of her breast and push Vera down on her stomach. He caressed her lady parts until he felt warm liquid dripping from her lips. He slipped a finger in gently. Vera bit her lip, holding back a moan. They didn’t have neighbors but she didn’t like the weakness she felt, letting Jack hear her moan.
He slipped another finger in, moving slowly. He saw Vera’s arms reach out, hugging the tree trunk for support. “Stop!” She said. “That’s new,” Jack raised his eyebrows, pulling his fingers from the warmth of Vera’s body.
Vera, didn’t say a word. She stayed bent over, catching her breathe from almost being pushed over the edge.
She jumped to the balls of her feet and flipped over Jack. Tossing him into the trunk of the tree. In second she was on top of him. Aiding his hard cock into her. She kept her feet on the ground and her arms wrapped around his neck for support. “Of course,” Jack smirked.
She hopped once, with force. He hissed at the movement, grabbing her hips as she began to move. She loved watching Jacks face as she pleasured him. HE closed his eyes, enjoying the moment. She moved faster, more passionately as she accepting him inside her. She could tell he was close to the edge.
Jack pulled her hair back and sucked Vera’s nipples, grapping handfuls of her breasts. He gently bit down as she cried out in both pleasure and pain.
She was close to the edge, she moved a little faster as both were reaching their release. When she felt the how liquid gush inside of her, Vera slowed her movements until they were both out of breath.
After a few moments, she and Jack both shifted into their bornform. “I think we over did it,” Jack said curling into a ball. “I’m crashing out here tonight, feel free to join me.” He said, as he shut his eyes. Normally, Vera would have left right away, but tonight she took Jack up on his offer, and curled up next to him.
* * *
Zoey laid in her bed, it was 3:00a.m and she still couldn’t sleep. Jack was probably with Vera, so she was left with nothing but her thoughts. She touched her lips as she thought of the kiss she and Derek shared. This wasn’t her first kiss, but it had been her first in over ten years. Her body felt hot, the way it did when her powers were running low.
She didn’t know if it was because she used up so much energy holding herself back from Derek, or because she exerted so much of her reiki cleansing her aura. She was tired, but she couldn’t manage to close her eyes long enough to drift to sleep.
Frustrated, she took off her clothes and threw her comforter aside, not caring if Jack saw her that way. It was less of an issue being naked around him when he shifted into a cat.
To Be Continued...