Penelope was with him. The vision of the butterfly floated before her eyes, and she called out in ecstasy as Barnaby’s cock pleasured her to orgasm. Asha wailed and moaned as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. It was the most intense orgasm she had experienced, and she was amazed at how the rippling waves of delight continued to spill forth inside her pussy. She wanted it to be a memory that stayed with her into eternity.
Pedro continued to slide his cock inside Olivia, and she whispered in his furry ear. “You are a shifter, and we will never be apart.” Pedro looked like a massive brown beast, burrowed on top of Olivia’s slight body. He watched her face as she cried out that she was coming. Asha though she heard her say something in Spanish. Just then he slid off her body and poured more water on the steaming rocks. The sky turned black, ushering night into the healing community.
“Barnaby, will you walk me to the water for a swim?” Asha was sitting up now, still naked. Her nipples were hard and she felt a chill from the air. Barnaby handed her a blanket and she wrapped it around herself. Then she leaned in and wrapped her hands around his thick, hairy waist. His eyes were still glowing, and he held her close as the music continued outside. Children were laughing and Asha though she heard a dog bark. She sighed and closed her eyes, wanting to treasure the moment. It occurred to her that this might be her new place to call home.
“I would love to walk you down to the water,” said Barnaby. Pedro had sat up now, as well, and soon the four inside were quiet, all of them listening to the lovely music being played by all of the healers. Barnaby reached for Asha’s hand, and kissed it. She smiled and then watched as the multi-colored butterfly flew before his face. Then the two opened up the flap to the lodge, and headed into the brisk and ancient night.
THE END
Book 2: Dark Desires
“Ugh, it’s a rough crowd in here tonight.” Miranda said to her co-worker, Angelisa.
“It sure is. Then again, it’s no worse than usual.”
“You got that right!”
“Hey, give me another hot shot!” came a gruff voice from the end of the bar. “And make it snappy, doll.”
Miranda rolled her blue eyes at the guy at the end of the bar as she shouted back, “You’ll get it when I give it to ya, Mike!” Mike was a regular at the bar and he was always rude. Miranda leaned over toward Angelisa and said, “I hate when he gets drunk like that. He’s such an ass.”
“Only to you.”
“Yeah, I don’t get that. I mean the usual crowd in this place is full of assholes, but he seems to go out of his way to be more of an ass to me. I haven’t even done anything. The fucker is lucky if I don’t slip him a mickey to shut him up.”
Angelisa laughed at the prospect of Mike being quite. He was harmless—more bark than bite—but that didn’t make him any less annoying. “Maybe it’s the fact that you’re a blonde?”
“Hey now, not all blondes are dumb. I happen to have a Master’s Degree in English.”
“And yet you work here? Shouldn’t you be teaching somewhere, Miss Smarty-Pants?”
“I don’t like kids. Well, I don’t like OTHER people’s kids. Honestly, I don’t even know if I like kids in general.”
“Yeah, so what are you doing here? These are nothing but overgrown children.”
“True, but they have money. I definitely like money.” Miranda and Angelisa exchanged glasses and then erupted with laughter.
Miranda Stone and Angelisa Beckman have been friends