Bears On Bikes - The Complete Series (Shifter Romance Box Set) Page 8

  “Suck on my clit,” said the woman. “Yeah, like that…. oh yeah!”

  Allison sucked and flicked her tongue around the Huntress’s swollen clit, knowing by the woman’s reaction that she was in the middle of a large climax. On pure instinct, she pushed her thumb into the Huntress’s pussy, moving it rapidly in and out while she sucked her to orgasm.

  The Huntress bucked back and forth while clutching Allison’s thighs, pushing her pussy down on Allison’s face and nearly suffocating her in her passion. Just when Allison thought she couldn’t handle any more, the woman hopped off and spun around onto her knees with her face between Allison’s legs.

  “Your turn,” she said with a grin, before diving down and going back to lapping at Allison’s pussy.

  The Huntress stopped to lick three of her fingers, and she ran her tongue along her lips while sliding those fingers into Allison’s pussy. It was an incredibly tight fit after so many months of not having anyone inside her and Allison gasped with a pleasure that was near pain while the Huntress pushed those fingers all the way into her. The woman moved them slowly at first, curling them upwards with each outward stroke, before shoving them back in again. She moved faster and faster, her fingers hitting a magical spot inside Allison’s pussy while her tongue went back to work licking her clit.

  “Holy fuck!” cried Allison, her stomach clenching and her whole body tensing with the massive build up of sexual energy that she knew was about to come pouring out of her. She moaned loudly and grabbed the Huntresses silky long hair with both hands while the Huntress finger fucked her and licked Allison’s clit. The climax smashed over her in wave after wave of ecstasy, seeming to last an hour before finally becoming so sensitive she couldn’t bear it any longer and had to push the woman away.

  “Did you like that?” asked the Huntress, climbing upwards to sit gently on top of Allison.

  “So much,” replied Allison with an exhausted smile.

  “Good, because there’s more of that to come.”

  The Huntress reached down off the side of the bed and pulled a long silken scarf from her pants pocket. One by one, she tied Allison’s hands to the railing, kissing her and teasing her nipples as she did.

  “I’ve never been tied up before,” admitted Allison when the woman sat back to admire her handy work. “I’ve never done most of this before, actually.”

  “Well it was fun, sweetie, I’ll give you that much. Unfortunately for you, it’s time to move on to business. Where is Craig Arctos?”

  “What?” The question was so unexpected, that Allison actually forgot who Craig even was for a moment.

  The Huntress smacked Allison across the face hard and then put her hand down over Allison’s neck. “Don’t fuck with me. Just because I let you eat my pussy, doesn’t mean I won’t slit your throat if you don’t give me what I want. Where are the Hellclaws?”

  “I don’t know,” cried Allison, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I really don’t know. They left more than a year ago, and last I heard they were heading to Chicago.”

  “What did they want in West Liberty?” She squeezed harder on Allison’s throat. “What were they doing here?”

  Allison gasped. She was desperate for air and fought to speak the words, “robbing… drug dealers…”

  The Huntress eased her grip on Allison’s throat. Whatever erotic tension had been between them had evaporated completely. Now there was only fear and revulsion for the naked woman sitting atop her.

  “If I find out you’re not telling the truth, there will be consequences.” The Huntress extended a finger and pushed the edge of her nail into Allison’s skin just below her bare breast. She dug in deep and moved it downward, drawing a long red line of blood that welled up and dripped down her side.

  Allison closed her eyes and whimpered. “Please, I don’t know anymore. I swear I’m not lying to you. Just let me go. Please!”

  The pressure on her stomach eased, and there was the rustle of fabric as the Huntress gathered up her clothing and dressed quickly. Allison curled up as best she could with her arms tied above her head and opened her eyes in time to see the Huntress root through her purse to remove her cell phone. With one quick snap, she cracked the phone in two pieces and threw it against the far wall. Without saying another word, the tall woman turned and walked out of the room, leaving Allison sobbing and naked on the bed.

  Just when Allison had managed to calm her breathing a little, she felt the building rumble and heard an explosion that made her fear for her life.

  CHAPTER TWO

  Trying her best to calmly assess the situation, Allison took stock of what had just happened and convinced herself that the explosion hadn’t actually come from within the bar. She hadn’t exactly heard a lot of explosions in her life, but it had sounded too muffled and far away to be in the same building. It had to be something outside, a car or something. If that was the case, then someone would see the flames and come help her. At least, that’s what she had to believe to keep from freaking out completely.

  For a long time, Allison lay terrified at what might happen. She kept thinking she was hearing footsteps in the hallway, and each time she braced for the Huntress to slam the door open and come in to attack her, but nothing happened. When she finally did hear real footsteps on the stairs, she heard them rush straight to her room, and she was overwhelmed with relief when she heard Miriam’s voice calling her name before barging in.

  “Ally, what the fuck?” said Miriam, staring at her friend’s compromised situation.

  “The explosion, is everything okay?”

  “Yeah, it was a car in the parking lot. I think it might have been your truck actually. What exactly did you get up to in here last night?”

  “Untie me already,” said Allison, surprised that her friend was just standing there staring.

  Miriam sat on the bed and started working at the knots in the silk. They’d been tight extremely tight, and she was having a hard time getting Allison free. She managed to loosen the last knot as Allison finished telling the story of what had just happened.

  “You know, if you wanted to know what it was like to get down with another girl, I’d have been happy to show you,” said Miriam with a flirty look down her friend’s still naked body. “You looked super sexy all tied up like that.”

  “Miriam, seriously. Now is not the time.”

  Allison hopped out of bed and pulled her shirt over her head before searching out her panties and tugging them up over her hips. She found her jeans next, and wished Miriam wasn’t watching her with that mischievous look in her eye. As if her night hadn’t already been awkward enough, now she was going to have to deal with Miriam teasing her about it for weeks to come.

  “I have to check on Walter,” said Allison.

  The two women went down the hall to Walter’s private apartment, and Allison turned her key in the lock before pushing the door open gently to peer in on her brother. He lay curled up in the bed, snoring lightly and blissfully unaware of anything that had happened to Allison or the car outside.

  “I can’t believe he slept through all that,” whispered Allison, backing out of the room.

  “How was miss sexy pants in the sack?” asked Miriam. “She a screamer? Did she make you scream?”

  “Miri, jeez. The woman tortured me for fuck’s sake. Do you really think I want to talk about this right now?”

  “Sorry,” Miriam shrugged her shoulders. “This is a little weird, but honestly, seeing you like that just made me a little jealous is all.”

  “Miriam, I really can’t deal with whatever this is right now, can we talk about it later?”

  “Yeah, of course.” Miriam smiled and faked a punch to her friend’s arm. “It’s not like I’m in love with you or anything. I just always thought if either of us was ever going to go muff diving, we’d do it together.”

  “I promise that if I ever feel like screwing a woman again, I’ll ask you if you want to fuck, okay?” said Allison. “Now give me yo
ur phone.”

  “Thanks, bestie,” said Miriam with a grin. She dug through her purse and pulled out her phone. “Who are you calling?”

  “I have to warn Craig.” Allison retrieved her own purse and dug through it to find the scrap of paper Craig had once written his name down on. She wasn’t sure if she still had it, but sure enough, there it was tucked in an inside pocket and crumpled with age.

  “Hello?” said the gruff voice on the other end of the line.

  “Craig? It’s me Allison,” she paused. “From West Liberty? The Oakwood Tavern?”

  “I know who it is,” he said, his voice low and calm. “It’s good to hear your voice again.”

  “Where are you? Are you okay? Is Mike with you?” She tried to keep the panic from creeping into her voice, but she knew she wasn’t doing a great job of it.

  “I’m not too far away actually. Mike’s here as usual, all the boys are. Why? Is something wrong?”

  Allison repeated the story for the second time that night, leaving out a few of the details on how exactly the Huntress had seduced Allison in the first place. She warned Craig that the tall and powerful woman was looking for him. If he was phased by the information, he wasn’t letting on.

  “I’ve heard that name before. She’s a dangerous woman, Allison. Did she hurt you at all?”

  Allison’s hand went to her side where the thin stream of blood stained the white shirt she’d pulled on. “No, I’m okay. I wanted to warn you about her. I’m sorry I told her anything. I figured since it was so long ago that it wouldn’t really matter if I said anything about Chicago.”

  “You did the right thing,” said Craig. “Now you need to look out for yourself. If the Huntress finds out you tipped me off, you’ll be in real danger this time. She can’t know that you warned me, okay? Keep this to yourself if you run into her again.”

  “I’m not worried,” said Allison. “It wasn’t even a question of whether or not I’d warn you.”

  “Whatever the reason, I’m glad to hear from you again.” There was a sound of something hitting the microphone on his end, and muffled voices could be heard in the background. “That was Mike. We’ll be there tomorrow. Can you hold tight until then?”

  “No, Craig, you can’t come now!” She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “How do you know this isn’t exactly what the Huntress wants you to do?”

  “I’m not worried about that right now. The important thing is that you’re safe. I’ll see you soon.” Before she could say anything else, Craig cut the call and left her staring at the red phone symbol on the screen. She handed the phone back to Miriam.

  “Now what?” asked her friend.

  “Now I need to go figure out what the hell happened downstairs.”

  The two women went out to the front where the fire crew had finished spraying down the hunk of metal that was all that was left of the car Allison shared with her brother. He’d started leasing it just a few months earlier. Allison hoped he’d put insurance on it. It was the nicest thing either of them had owned, and there was no question that the Huntress had been the one to torch it on her way out.

  Allison dealt with the questions from the police and fire crew as best she could. It was more than an hour before she was able to climb the stairs back to her apartment again, and she saw that it was after three o’clock in the morning when she finally fell into bed. It was strange to be lying in the place where earlier that night she’d groped and sucked at another woman’s breasts and tasted pussy for the first time. Despite everything that happened afterwards, there was no denying how pleasurable it had been. There had been one or two guys in Allison’s past who’d been good with their tongues, but none of them had come even close to making her feel the way the Huntress had.

  She wondered what it would be like to be with someone less experienced. Miriam had been her closest friend for a long time, and it was weird to think about her as anything other than that, but could it be possible that any woman would just know how to handle a woman’s body better than any man could?

  Allison’s hand drifted down between her legs as she thought about the silky smooth skin of the Huntress’s shaved pussy. She remembered the sticky sweetness that dripped from her hole, and she rubbed her clit while imagining being with the Huntress again. To her own surprise, she thought of herself helpless and tied up again, the Huntress straddling her and clutching her neck, only this time the woman’s other hand was back behind her, toying with Allison’s pussy. The image was so intensely erotic that Allison shot almost instantly towards her orgasm, a deep shame and confusion settling over her after it was over.

  The woman had threatened and choked her in order to get information out of her, but so powerful was her intoxicating beauty that Allison couldn’t let go of it no matter how hard she tried. She wanted to think of anything else as she drifted off to sleep that night but the same face haunted her into her dreams. The Huntress was there with her soft wet lips and her full perky breasts. Even in sleep, Allison couldn’t shake the desire to be fucked by that woman again. She wanted to feel those delicate hands on every inch of her body, and to wrap her hands in the woman’s hair while she went down on her and made her cum again and again. Allison begged for release in those dreams, but it was a release that never came. The Huntress licked and licked, and Allison felt right on the verge of a climax that never came.

  CHAPTER THREE

  “Are you sure you should be here? You look really pale still.”

  Allison and Walter sat in the hall outside Miriam’s judicial hearing. Unlike a public court case, these hearings were for college administration only. This left the two siblings with no choice but to wait outside while their friend’s fate was being decided.

  “No, I’m fine. Miriam is a good friend to both of us and I’m sick of lying in bed anyways.”

  “Either way, I’m glad you’re feeling better. I’m tired of running the tavern while you sleep all day.”

  “Speaking of sleeping,” said Walter. “What exactly happened to my car? The fire chief said it was clearly arson but I have no idea who’d want to do something like that to me.”

  “Yeah, about that,” said Allison. She chewed on her lip and thought about the best way to explain things to her brother.

  “What do you know, Ally? If something happened at the bar last night, you need to tell me right now.”

  “It didn’t exactly happen at the bar.” Allison told a shortened version of the story to her brother, again leaving out the parts where the Huntress had seduced and slept with her before questioning her about the Hellclaws.

  “Why on earth did you think you could trust her to come up to your room?” asked Walter.

  “I don’t know,” she mumbled in response. “She said she needed to talk to me in private and for some reason I trusted her. You have no idea how bad I feel about letting her get to me like that, believe me.”

  Walter leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. He sighed and sat like that for a long moment before opening them again and turning to face Allison. “So what do we do? If Craig is right, then maybe we should get out of town for a couple of days. The Oakwood is doing well enough that I can afford to close it down for a week. I’ll bet we could find a cheap flight to the Bahamas or something.”

  “We’re not running away from this dumb bitch of a Huntress. What the hell kind of name is that anyway?”

  “I’m not sure you’re being reasonable here, sis. Remember what happened when the Hellclaws were in town? Remember how the bar almost burned to the ground because they were robbing drug dealers and getting into fights in our parking lot?”

  “Of course I remember,” said Allison. She pressed her lips together and stared at her hands in her lap, trying not to think about Craig Arctos, and how he and the Hellclaws had ridden out of town without even saying goodbye.

  “Sorry, I know you remember better than anyone. I’ve got a nasty headache and I can’t believe Miriam got herself into this mess. On top
of it all, I wake up from a four day flu to find out that my car has been torched and that my sister has just double-crossed some sort of foul bitch of a woman who calls herself the Huntress. I’m a little irritable.”

  “Look,” said Allison, reaching over and squeezing her brother’s arm. “We can get through this. The Oakwood is finally doing well, and I don’t want to shut it down and risk losing customers because of some woman who’s probably left town already. She’s after the Hellclaws, and I don’t even know where they are right now. I told her that the last I knew they were headed to Chicago, so that’s probably where she’s off to now.”

  “I hope you’re right,” said Walter.

  Allison was about to re-assure him when the doors to the hearing room opened, and Miriam strolled out with a relieved look on her face. They stood up to meet her, and she nodded for them to follow her outside to a quiet and shady bench where they could speak in some privacy.