Cop and Cat

Cop and Cat Copyright © May 2008, Jordyn Tracey Cover art by Aidan Books © May 2008 This is a work of fiction. All characters and events portrayed in this novel are fictitious or used fictitiously. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof, in any form. Aidan Books USA www.aidanbooks.com

Chapter One They slithered onto our street in the night with no more substance than shadows. There were four of them, darting from house to house; they were tracking a scent. I watched as they sniffed at Ree’s and then Chelle’s doors. A freakish howl pierced the night and each of them backed away like they were scared. A shock of fear hit me so hard, I hurried to pull out my glock, having no idea what was up. If they were truly shadows, how was my bullet going to impact them? When they moved up the street toward my end of the block, I rolled off my bed and ran as silently as possible downstairs. I had a picture window at the front of my house that although the neighborhood was a little on the rough side, I felt confident no idiot would break into. I was after all an officer. I wouldn’t hesitate to put down any fool with big enough balls to come into my house. There wasn’t much that I feared, but as I stood in front of my window, regretting how I had neglected to pull the curtains closed, a quiver of nervousness shot through me. One of the shadow beings stopped outside my house. I knew he was a person, but somehow it was like he was keeping himself out of focus. The same visual effect could be seen when you wave your hand back and forth really fast, or try seeing the blades of a spinning fan. Yet this thing was standing in one place, beneath my window watching me train my gun on him. “Who are you?” I called out. “What do you want?” A jiggle of my doorknob had me swinging my gun from the man outside to the door and back again. “Open the door, Stacey.” I gasped. My heart kicked up a few notches. He had spoken inside my head! I stumbled backward and my finger twitched on the trigger. Fear told me to shoot now and ask questions later, but training made me struggle for a calm mind to make smart decisions. “Don’t be afraid. Open the door.” Something came over me, like he was projecting his feelings into my mind, willing me to trust him, to not be afraid. I wasn’t one of those closed-minded people who didn’t believe in the supernatural. Hell, I lived smack dab in the middle of the supernatural for years until I had managed to shut the door. I was willing to bet these things, whatever they were, couldn’t be explained away with science. Switching my gun to me left hand, I approached the door and threw the locks. I opened the door slowly, and kept my weapon pointed at the shadow filling the entryway. Instead

of stepping into my home, it stepped back. The man I watched through the window moved to the entrance and came in. I backed into the living room and he followed. While I gaped in unbelief, the blur lessened until a half man, half beast stood before me. I’m ashamed to admit my hands shook. Hair as dark as midnight covered his body. The yellow eyes of a cat never left my face. He actually had a snout-ish pucker to his face around his nose and mouth, with whiskers. The weird mutation changed until the handsome face of a white man appeared. I looked from his full head of black hair, to his bare chest—hairs rapidly receding—to his groin and muscled thighs. I was relieved to find that he kept the hair to cover his private parts, but that didn’t stop my mind from making up an image of how it would look. I shook the image from my head. “What do you want?” “You are the one, Stacey Harris?” he asked. “The one?” I frowned. “What is this a Jet Li movie? I said why are you invading my home in the middle of the night? You do realize I am PD right? I can press one little red button and have the cops swarming this place.” He did me the courtesy of not laughing in my face at my bravado. “And you did see what I am,” he indicated the things still outside the window waiting, “what my men are? How will you explain? How will your police catch us? The cheetah are reported to be the fastest land animal, but I assure you, we are faster.” I examined the creatures still outside on the street. Three of them standing still, but not fully visible. I couldn’t see any of them clearly. Their howls had been like cats. But something told me these were more than giant felines. “What exactly are you?” “To put it simply, I am a panther shape-shifter.” He waved a hand in the air. “I don’t have a lot of time here, Stacey. I need you to come with me.” “Not.” “A life is at stake. You, as an officer of the law, are bound to help. If you will put down your gun, I will be happy to explain.” He moved to step closer to me, and I tightened my grip on my weapon. “Back, up, panther.” I nodded toward a spot a few feet away from me, since my back was literally against the wall and I didn’t appreciate it. “Move over there. You’re making me nervous, and you don’t want me to feel that way armed as I am.” “You don’t have to be afraid of me, Stacey.” He held out a hand. “What do your assurances mean to me? Nothing. Back the hell up!” I snapped.

For a moment, he stood still saying nothing. His right eye twitched and the next second he was behind me, had my gun and held me in a firm grip around the waist. I struggled against his hold, but it did little good. He didn’t break a sweat, even when I had executed several moves that should have flipped him over my shoulder or at least knocked him out. I was wasting my energy. Finally, I gave up, panting. “Ready to talk?” he rumbled in my ear, sending shivers over my body. The deep timbre of his voice made me think again of what he might look like completely naked. He chuckled and I wondered if he could read my mind. His lips touched my ear this time, tickling me with the warmth of his breath. “I don’t have to read a woman’s mind to know she wants me. Your trembling, the hardening of your nipples...” “Shut up!” I fought to be free of his hold. I tried stomping on his foot, but got nothing but a funny feeling in my ankle. He moved too quickly for me to ever think I could get the best of him. I felt useless. With that thought, my shoulders slumped. “Fine, say whatever you came to say and get out.” “I need you to use your powers to help me find my brother.”

Chapter Two His hold loosened, and I moved on shaky legs to the couch and sat down. “I’m sorry. I can’t help you. I haven’t done that in a long, long time. I rely on what can be picked up with the five senses now. Maybe someone else can help you.” He walked across to join me on the couch, perfectly comfortable in his nakedness while I was feeling embarrassed. I took my gun when he handed it to me and placed it in the drawer of the side table nearby. “I should start with my name,” he began. “It’s Adan. My twin brother is missing. I want you to go into his mind and get him to tell you where he is.” I laughed. “Listen, panther, you’re hot and all. Believe me if you weren’t some kind of weird alien—” “I’m not an alien. I was born and raised in the U.S. just as you were. However, like your friends Chelle and Ree, there are things in the night you know nothing of.” With a roll of my eyes, I sucked my teeth. “Chelle and Ree are not my friends. They just happen to live in the same neighborhood, and...well...something is not the same about them. I’m not sure what.” His eyes narrowed. “Really? What?” I hesitated. Who knew who he really was. This part of the city was exclusively black. The only pale face seen around was Chelle’s boyfriend who, to my observations, came around once a month to pick her up to go somewhere. I didn’t care enough to find out. I had never been close to women, so I wasn’t more than a nodding acquaintance with either of them. “If you must know, I never see them going out much in the day anymore. Or rather Chelle does, but not Ree. And there used to be like five cats hanging around Chelle’s door. Now they’re gone.” He smiled so sexily that I had to squeeze my legs together and think of something other than jumping him. I hadn’t had a boyfriend in a couple years. The commitment wasn’t in my schedule, and booty calls were iffy. Adan seemed to know what I was thinking. If he could read minds so much, why didn’t he just reach out to his brother himself? He scratched at a neat goatee, his eyes glazed. “So what is your theory about your frien— sorry your neighbors?” I shrugged. “Don’t know. Don’t care. As long as I haven’t seen them breaking the law, they can do whatever. I’ve got other things to worry about.”

“Yes, like making sure the home your mother is in is paid for.” He spoke matter-offactly, like everybody didn’t know my only family left, my mother, was in a home. So what. My job didn’t allow me to keep her with me. “So you’ve done your homework. Big deal.” “What if I told you I would pay you for helping me?” he offered. “How much?” When he named the sum I nearly choked. “You’ve got to be kidding. Even when I did my little stint of”—I made quotes in the air—“reading fortunes, I never charged anything near that.” “You’ll be able to meet your financial needs, get firmly in the black regarding your mother’s expenses.” Adan slid closer to me so that his thigh brushed mine. Not until that moment did I remember that I was dressed only in an oversized t-shirt left behind by my last boyfriend. When I had sat down, the shirt rose to bare most of my legs, which I had always felt were too thick. Adan’s gaze having never left the area since scooting closer, didn’t seem to mind that fact. I tugged on my tee to cover my legs. “As much as I’d like to have that money...I mean help...” He chuckled. “...I repressed my psychic abilities. They did me no good, and certainly never brought me fame and fortune. I was more often in trouble because some woman didn’t want to learn her man was cheating. You see, I tend to see the negative stuff. Nothing like, in three days you’ll meet a handsome stranger and live happily ever after.” I sighed and forgetting about my shirt for a moment, ran my hand through my hair. “When I open that door into another’s mind—their life—I can’t get them out for a long time. I even have dreams, or I should say nightmares. I just can’t do it.” When I focused on him, I noticed him watching my breasts rise with my hand up over my head. His gaze was riveted to my nipples. Returning the examination, I studied him. Even in human form, he had those yellow cat eyes. Instead of freaky and scary, they were sexy. They seemed to match well with the sinewy muscle rippling behind tanned skin, broad shoulders, lick-able pecs and abs. I was getting a craving to look below. While I examined him, the hair began fading. I squeaked and turned away. “Hmm, an officer of the law shy?” he teased. “I’m not shy. Trust me. Not a bone in my body, but you’re some kind of weird. What are you? How can a person like you exist?”

He suddenly looked sorrowful. “To be honest with you, I wish I knew. As long as I can remember, my twin brother and I have been able to shape-shift to panther form. We would run off in the darkness or daylight, whenever the mood struck us. We cut school and just ran wild.” His laugh held pain. “We were like wild animals. We were also orphans, raised with our aunt who later passed. After we were grown, about eighteen, we looked beyond our own little world. Adar first began noticing others like us. They never approached, but sort of gave an unspoken invitation. After that, we left our home and ran with the panthers. A year ago, Adar challenged our unofficial leader for dominance over the cats.” I gulped. “Oh boy. Men and their need to be in charge.” He nodded. “We are not like wolves. We don’t hunt in packs or anything. There is no actual leader, but there was one panther who was the oldest, the wisest of us. Everyone respected him. Adar didn’t like it that we had no real purpose, no order. He wanted to lead and the elder cat said no. Adar told him he was not in charge of him or the others. Long story short, they fought. Adar killed him.” “No!” “Yes. The others attacked Adar. I fought alongside my brother as is my place whether he is wrong or right. Several of the others jumped me and I ended up badly injured. For a while it was touch and go with my life. When I woke up in a hospital having no idea how I got there, I was horrified to find I couldn’t touch my brother’s mind, where before I could.” “You can read minds?” I asked. He laid a hand on my thigh. Desire flamed inside. “I can pick up emotions as all the panthers can. I am good enough to guess from that what another person is thinking. But with a psychic person, I can speak into their mind. My brother and I shared this ability. As far as I know, the others do not.” I stared into his eyes. In all my thirty years, never had I met anyone who was like me. Once I had visited a woman who others vouched for as a real live psychic, back when I embraced who I was. I thought she might help me control the dreams when I tapped into people. She had turned out to be a complete fake. After some time, I gave up and closed myself off. It was better for my sanity. I drug in a deep breath. “Adan, I’m so sorry about Adar, but I just can’t do what you ask, even for the money you’re willing to give.” For an answer, he leaned toward me and kissed me. Just like that. Before I knew what I was doing, I kissed him back, parting my legs a little as his hand slid up to cup my mound. My body craved so much more.

“Tell me you are not lonely for someone who is like you, someone who understands what a sacrifice it is to connect to another person.” “Adan...” I wanted to deny the words spoken into my mind, but I couldn’t. “Help me, Stacey. You’re my only hope.”

Chapter Three What was I doing? Letting some guy I had just met, someone for all I know had murdered his own brother and was looking for... Well I didn’t know what he could be looking for instead of what he had told me, but that didn’t lead to me with my legs cocked open and him practically on top of me about to bring me to a screaming orgasm. And where were the three others? Watching us through the window, getting their own rocks off? I shoved at Adan’s chest and sat up straight while righting my shirt. “Look, I’ll have to think about what you’ve said to me. You’ve got to know I should be screaming my head off or putting a few bullets through that hot body of yours—” He smiled and stroked my face. “You’re as attracted to me as I am to you. I felt it the second I laid eyes on you. Have you ever been with a white man?” I rolled my eyes and stood, trying to control my breathing. I was on fire and my pussy was dripping wet. “Two, actually. I’ve had a few lovers, if you must know. But you and I aren’t going to be.” He moved to stand in front of me, standing so close my nipples grazed his chest. I wanted to wantonly rub them back and forth. His knowing look told me he knew my emotions. There had to be a way to keep him from picking that up. “That could be one of the bonuses of helping me,” he suggested. “You’re tripping. You’re willing to sell me your body for helping you find your brother?” I took a step back. “Even if I did seriously think about sleeping with you, I wouldn’t give in to it. You’re...you’re not human.” “Ah. A new type of prejudice.” “Don’t even try it.” “Stacey...” “What about those guys? You said the panthers turned on you and Adar, yet you have three of them with you.” He nodded. “Yes, I am grateful for their loyalty. At one point, myself or Adar saved their lives over the years. We...tend to play rough. Anyway, because of it, they stuck by us. They were the ones who rescued me and got me to a hospital. During the scuffle in the woods, Adar fell into a ravine and was swept away by a river. One of my men searched for him, while the other two got me out of the area. When they all went back, there was no sign of him, not even his body.”

That was harsh. I still didn’t know if I trusted Adan or for that matter his men. He had only their word for what happened. The whole story did appeal to my investigative instincts if nothing else. “Okay, give me three days, Adan, and I will let you know.” I crossed to the front door. “Is there a number where I can reach you?” He strolled to the door and stood before me. When his tongue invaded my mouth, I didn’t fight. I curved against him, fighting the impulse to wrap my arms around his shoulders. Our bodies so close, for the first time I felt his erection. It felt big and hard. Yummy. Adan drew back with a smile. “I’ll come and if you need me sooner, you can reach out to my mind. Good way to get back into practice.” With that, he was a blur again, and disappeared into the night. **** Three days? Why had I decided on three days? That next night, I was almost feverish with desire, and the dreams started. I hadn’t been aware of making a connection with Adan or his brother, but apparently I had. He was inside my mind. That night in my dream world, I walked through the forest barefoot, having no idea how I got there, but sure someone was calling to me. I heard no voice inside or outside of my head. A force pulled to me, led me forward. Twigs and dead leaves crunched beneath my feet, but I wasn’t hurt. I came to a clearing where a fire burned to ward off the coolness of the night. Around the fire sat several men, all panthers, I knew although they were clothed and fully in human form. Suddenly, Adan stood in front of me with his hand stretched toward me. “I want you, Stacey.” I hesitated. “I don’t know you.” “You do. Come here.” My feet obeyed although my mind continued to protest. Only when the palms of his hands began kneading my breasts did I realize I was not only barefoot but completely naked. “Your sweet mocha skin turns me on. See the contrast?” he asked as his thumbs flicked over my dark nipples. “Yes.” I couldn’t help myself. I tilted my head backward and arched into his touch. This was a dream after all. What could it hurt? “Fuck me, Adan.”

He stopped and I could have screamed. I opened my eyes at his tugging my hand. He pulled me closer to the fire, toward the middle of the group of men. “In front of my men,” he told me. “I want them to watch me take you.” Watch? Oh, hell yes. I had felt embarrassed thinking his men were watching when we were kissing in my living room, but here in this fantasy world, the thought set me off. I had always been an aggressive woman, probably why many men were intimidated by me, that coupled with my job. The knowledge didn’t stop me from embracing those qualities in myself right here and now. When we were front and center of the men, I didn’t blink an eye to find Adan instantly naked. I reached for his jutting cock, and then stared each and every one of the watchers in the eyes. They were practically salivating. I knew they each imagined it was himself about to get lucky. I would make it worth their while. I dropped to my knees and stuck out my tongue to taste Adan’s pre-come. Just as quickly, I came, to my anger and disgust. I squeezed the base of his cock and rested my head on his stomach. With two fingers pushed into my pussy, I screamed out a crashing orgasm. A moan rose in the throats of the men. They yowled like cats one minute and roared like lions the next. When my passion eased, so did the din the men were making. It was as if we were all connected at once. Panting, I looked up at Adan while I still held him in a firm grip. “Don’t worry, baby, I can come ten times in a night. It’s not over.” His eyes glowed with excitement in the dark. “Show me.” I took his cock into my mouth, or as much of it as I could. Its impossible length and thickness must be a part of the dream. He tasted so good and the pre-come seemed produced just to coat my tongue and make me hungry for the real thing. I loved the taste of a man’s juices, so much so I sometimes longed to put it in a jar and drink it as a beverage. Savoring the experience, I ran my tongue from the base of Adan’s stiff shaft to the bulbous head. I teased the slit, making my pussy clench with longing to have it inside me. But my pussy could wait until I tasted his delicious come. I could only hope the dream would allow him to stay hard after he came, or that I could get him quickly to that point again. Adan tangled his fingers in my hair, guiding me up and down his dick. “Ah, your mouth is incredible. You’re so beautiful, Stacey. Green eyes on a black woman, big incredible breasts. My men want you so bad, but you’re mine tonight. All mine.” I drew back with a challenge in my eyes. “Think I couldn’t take them all?”

“I bet you could.” He grinned. “Let me inside you.” “Not until I drink you, lover. I need that bad.” He gently pulled me forward. “Then hold on because I’ll fill you one way or another!” His touch had me up on another orgasm. And just as his sweet come filled my mouth until I drank like a woman dying of thirst, I came good and hard for the second time. I squeezed my legs tight together and humped the air as I sucked as hard as I could at Adan’s dick. He growled, his hips pulsing. A change spread like wild fire over his smooth warm skin, and he fought to control it. After I had drained the last drop, I pulled back, flayed my hands over his stomach and smiled up at him. “Now, what can you do for me?”

Chapter Four Adan placed his hands at my waist, and with a strength I had no idea he had, he lifted me high enough above his head to place a kiss and a lick between my legs. His whiskers, which had grown out in his excitement, tickled my pussy. He slid me down his body almost in slow motion. My wet pussy glided over his chin to his chest, across his stomach, was just about pierced on his hard-on, and then I landed on my feet. He flipped me around to bend his knees and spoon my ass. I groaned, pushing back into him. Keeping us close enough to rub but not enough to merge, he walked me up to the first man. Just inches from this guy’s face, Adan stroked my pussy, dipping his fingers inside and pulling out slowly. I whined and spread my legs wider. Adan’s lips touched my ear. “Does it turn you on knowing how much he wants to eat you, Stacey?” “Yes,” I groaned. “Do you want me to eat you?” “Yes!” Instead of giving me what I craved, Adan guided me to the next man. This time, he pushed me so close, the half panther’s nose puckered into that of a cat as he sniffed my hot center. He stuck his tongue out but Adan pulled me back just an inch out of reach. He guided my hand down between my thighs, made me stroke in and out of my slick tunnel and then pushed my fingers into the man’s mouth. The panther greedily licked and sucked at my hand, his growling noises making me think he was ready to bite down. I looked up at Adan, and we kissed, him teasing my bottom lip and grazing it with his teeth. “Are you going to let the next guy eat me?” I asked when I had control of my mouth again. His eyes widened. “Are you nuts, woman? That pussy is mine. I’m going to eat until you come over and over. Then I’m going to stuff you full of my dick, and pound you until you beg me to stop.” I decided right then and there, we had had enough of delay and teasing. I broke free from his hold and spun to take hold of his shoulder. I tugged him until I was in a good grassy spot. I laid down on the ground and spread my legs. “Come on, baby. I’m about to burst, and you’ve got to prove to me you can put my fire out.” He dropped to his knees between my legs, licking his lips in hunger at the sight of my juices flowing from my pussy. When he would have gone down to taste, I stopped him. “Human, please.”

He chuckled. “Scared?” I didn’t answer but flicked an eyebrow up at him. Without any visible effort, his body reshaped to fully human. I leaned back on my elbows prepared to watch. Seeing a man with his head tucked between my legs, his tongue snaking out to lap me, was almost as hot as watching him pound his thick meat in and out of me. Adan’s tongue made contact with my pussy and I arched against his hungry mouth. I cradled his head and lifted my legs, knees bent while I screamed in pleasure. Every swipe of my swollen clit made me climb higher. I only half noticed the men stand and creep closer for a better look. Waves of bliss washed over me. Adan closed his mouth over my button and sucked so hard it hurt, but the pain felt so good I came and came. He let go of my tortured clit only to suck just as hard to get all my cream. “Mmm, the cat likes my cream?” I teased in a sultry voice. He gave a grunt but didn’t look up. The next thing I knew, my lover was torn from me. While Adan fought against the hold of one of the panthers, another tried licking my pussy. He made it to my thigh before I kicked him away. Another attacked. The light and fury in their eyes at being denied scared me. I stood and ran through the woods. Behind me I heard their vicious fight. I worried for Adan, but was more concerned about my safety. Wake up, Stacey. Girl, wake up, I cried to myself as I ran. Branches tore at my exposed skin. Leaves slapping against my face made it itch, but I kept moving. Adan could find me another time. What had I been thinking to tease sexstarved panthers? I knew plenty of women who loved dangerous men, but I had never been one of them. I was dangerous enough for a relationship between me and whoever else. I came to an opening with two paths ahead and stopped to listen. The cats were pursuing me; I had no doubt of that. They may have been silent, but I sensed them. Adan had taken to hunting me also. I felt him calling softly, but not pulling as before. He wanted me to run from him, just for his own pleasure of chasing after me. Knowing that pissed me off. If this were real life, I would shoot him. Taking the left path, I stumbled on, this time at a slower pace. I couldn’t outrun creatures that could become blurred shadows, flitting about the darkness. I could only hope the chase would somehow calm them and I wouldn’t be raped, or worse torn apart in their fight to each have me. Almost as soon as I began trudging along the path, I felt a new pull. Something...no...someone was out there, calling to me. Unlike Adan, there was no voice,

just a pull. A sense of strong emotion accompanied the pull, like sexual heat at its hottest. I felt fingers stroke my breasts, pinching my nipples. I whimpered. “Please,” I whispered into the darkness. A flash of an erection appeared in my mind, making my mouth water. I licked my lips. Drunk with the urgency and the promise of pleasure, I increased my pace. Phantom hands stroked my ass, parted my cheeks and slid into my tight hole while I walked. I orgasmed. Weak from the assault on my body, I fell into a tree, resting my face on my hands. I gasped. “Ah, what are you doing to me?” “Pleasuring you...” The voice was like Adan’s, but rougher, deeper. “Adar?” “I don’t know that name.” “You’re Adan’s twin. He’s looking for you. Come to me if you can. Adar, show me where you are and we’ll find you. I promise.” “I want only for you to come for me.” I felt a male body behind me. I felt his dick pressing against my ass, but when I looked back, no one was there. A breeze rustled the leaves overhead. I looked up and saw yellow eyes watching from a high branch. I forced a swallow. “Adan?” Whoever watched didn’t answer. He sat so still, I couldn’t be sure if it was my imagination or not. This whole dream freaked me out. Most of my psychic dreams were distinguishable as such, not like the empty kind produced from eating pepperoni pizza too late at night. This experience held me captive. The invisible man behind me stroked my ass. I whimpered, hating that he turned me on. He was familiar yet a stranger. “I could enter you now.” His voice rippled across the darkness, coming not from behind me but inside my head and all around me. Again, the deeper, rougher voice. “Adar?” I asked again. He didn’t answer, but spread my cheeks. I thought about fighting him off, but I wanted it so bad. I thought of Adan, but somehow felt he wanted me to let this phantom fuck me just as much as I wanted it.

“Are you ready?” He pushed inside me. I screamed. His dick was so big it hurt, but I gripped the tree with both hands and arched my back. I stood on tiptoe to give him better access. He drove in deep. “Yes, oh please, yes!” When the ache eased, I pushed back, driving against him. I felt his fingers digging into my hips, heard the slap of our bodies impacting each other, but still he wasn’t there. I couldn’t give a rat’s ass. I wanted each wonderful inch. I came crying. Looking up, my scan met the yellow eyes and then I saw for sure that it was Adan in the tree. He enjoyed watching me have sex, and I was sure he came at the same time that I did. Our emotions were entangled. Not just mine and Adan’s but the other man also. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before.

Chapter Five I woke suddenly, my breathing ragged. Reaching down to my pussy, I found I was as wet as expected after having such an outrageous dream. Normally, when I had dreams of having sex, the build up went on forever, and no matter how I humped the cock inside me, in real life I couldn’t come. So I would wake up just as desperately in need as I was in the dream. This time, I was completely sated. “Weird.” I puttered around the house, cleaning before it was time for my first shift, which this week would be after dark. This was my hardest time as I was not a night owl. I liked waking with dawn when everyone else was asleep. Not nearly the case when the sun went down. My city became a whole other world, and if Adan and his cohorts were any indicator of what was really out there, it was no wonder. With my third cup of coffee in my hand to keep me awake through the long hours, I strolled down to my unmarked vehicle where I had parked it. The spaces on our street were limited, and the day before, the only space available had been near Chelle and Ree. I tried not to roll my eyes when Ree came out her house in something too short and too skimpy. “Never see her in the daylight anymore,” I muttered to myself. She turned her head toward me as if she had heard me even though I was still out of earshot. She pasted on a fake smile as I drew up to my car. “Hey, Stacey. How’s business?” “Okay, you?” I really wasn’t interested. “I’m good.” She shifted from one high-heel encased foot to the other, licking her lips. It was disconcerting but I also had the feeling she wanted to ask me something. I waited. “You know Chelle could use your help.” My eyebrows went up. “Really? With what?” I unlocked the car door, hoping the action would be a signal that I didn’t have a lot of time. Ree could be overly social. “Her man is missing.” The statement was so blunt, I thought I might have misunderstood. “Her man? Oh, you mean the guy who picks her up in the fancy car?” Ree tilted her head to the side, a trick that must have been practiced to charm men. It meant nothing to me. “You watching her moves?”

“I’m a cop. Being observant comes with the job.” She seemed intent on riling me. “Chelle doesn’t depend on the police, says they’re never there when you need them and getting them to come to our neighborhood is impossible.” “I already live here. They expect that my presence helps,” I snapped. She shook her head. “Nope.” I did roll my eyes this time and turned to open my car door. She caught my arm in a hold so tight, I think if she meant me harm, she could actually rip it off. I glanced back to look her over. Ree was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. She could easily be a model. I thought that without feeling jealous. Sure I had a few extra pounds, my boobs, hips and ass were too big and bouncy. But men had looked my way before with lust in their eyes. I had a good square face with almond-shaped green eyes. My boss may have hated that I dyed my hair the color of honey, but he just had to live with it. I liked my short cropped curls. It was me. “What? If she thinks we can’t do anything, why are you bugging me about it?” No sense pretending we were all the best of friends when we weren’t. I wasn’t sure why we had never clicked when I moved around this area to save money, but we hadn’t. Better to just leave things as they were. “I’ve heard rumors,” she told me. “And...” Her voice trailed off. She leaned in close to me and breathed deep. Had I just seen a flash of elongated teeth? That was crazy. Ree’s teeth were another of her perfections. But she was in my personal space. I put out a finger to her shoulder to push her back. It was like pushing against a brick wall, no budging at all. I told Adan I had closed the door on my psychic abilities, and I had for the most part. I never connected with anyone anymore, but I still got occasional pictures or flashes of others when I touched them. That meant I rarely touched anyone unless it was necessary. When I touched Ree’s shoulder, I got nothing. Or rather, I got death. A flash of Ree dead. Bile rose in my throat, a feeling of horror that she was going to die. She wasn’t my friend by any stretch, but I didn’t want her to die. Youth and beauty shouldn’t be wasted that way. Her face even looked pale. Was she ill? Ree burst out laughing, with her hand held in front of her mouth. After a few coughs and clearing of her throat, she grinned and dropped her hand. No trace of weird teeth was in evidence. “Strawberries,” she blurted out. “I like strawberries and I smell them on you.” Okay, freaky. “I had a strawberry Pop-Tart. Not healthy but all I had available at the time.” I shrugged.

She resumed her previous position. “Do you know that what you eat goes to your blood stream?” “I-uh-no I didn’t know that.” I searched for something more to say. “Ree, if there’s nothing else...” I don’t know what it was, but some sense told me she knew what I had flashed on about her. She knew what I was thinking. I didn’t speak to either her or Chelle much, certainly not close up, but I remembered very clearly that Ree had no psychic ability when I first met her. Now, she most certainly did. Why didn’t she help Chelle find her man herself? “You can tap into people.” This was apparently the day for declarations. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I denied. She made as if she would touch me, but I jumped backward, nearly falling on the ground like an idiot. There was definitely a difference in this woman from the last time. Ree had always been confident, but there was something not quite human about her. That seemed like a silly thought, given that I’d only just found out human beings could be so much more than what met the eye. Or maybe I had dreamed up Adan and he and his brother didn’t exist. Okay, I wasn’t convinced of that because I had distinctly heard him whisper, “Good morning, beautiful,” to me that morning when I woke. I had ignored him, still so uncertain about the night before. Ree smirked. “Oh yes you do. You can read minds.” “I assure you I can’t.” She tapped her lips. “Maybe not read minds, but you can pick up things. You might as well know...I can read minds.” Okay, anybody for a trip to la-la land? She winked. “No, no trip to la-la land for me.” For the second time in too short a period, I was bowled over. If Ree could read my mind, then maybe I hadn’t imagined Adan, a shape-shifting panther who could get inside my head any time he wanted. Mentally, I pictured a door slamming shut on my thoughts. Just as easily, I saw Ree kick it open; her candy apple red heels glittered in my thoughts. I stared in shock at her, but she only grinned. Out of habit, I felt for my gun. Ree laughed outright. She moved close to me so that our noses almost touched.

This time, from up close and scarily personal, I saw her teeth grow out. “You can’t imagine how hungry I am. I can smell your strawberry flavored blood, hear it pumping through your veins. I could drain you right here, right now and you’d never get that weapon out of its holster before I did it.” “Vampire.” I don’t know who spoke inside my head, whether it was Ree or Adan or some other person. I just know my heart had been hammering at her words and then it felt like it stopped dead. Dead. That’s what I’d seen when I touched her. Ree dead. I remembered the movies about vampires. They were the walking dead. When did she... “Die?” She smacked her lips together. “Long story, but yes, I am dead. That’s neither here nor there, girlfriend. But I thought it was important for you to know what I am so you can be prepared when you help Chelle. She’ll have to talk to you about herself.” My eyes bugged so much they hurt. “That’s why I never see you in the day any more.” “Bingo.” My mind worked furiously. “And Chelle...” I closed my eyes remembering. “When Adan came, his men backed away from her door like they were afraid... My mind just couldn’t accept that. I felt her probing my mind. It hurt since I was trying so hard to keep her out. Forgetting what I was dealing with, and my overly aggressive tendencies, I smacked her. “Stop it! That hurts.” She hissed and lifted suddenly sharp long nails toward me. The next thing I know, someone moved between us and sent Ree flying backwards.

Chapter Six I stood there in shock, with a little thrill at seeing Adan. It was a relief to know he was in fact real and not a figment of my sex deprived imagination. My happiness morphed to nervousness when Ree shot to her feet and charged at him. This time, I unhooked my gun but just as quickly Adan placed a hand over mine. “No.” He glanced at Ree. “Do you really want to have this fight here?” At that she scanned the area. Every nosy neighbor was watching the fight from their front steps or in windows. One woman even chattered about it on her cordless. I’m sure I overhead her speculating on where the white guy had come from. Someone else wondered loudly why our block was now being invaded by white people. I almost laughed. Ree, taking all this in, settled down. Her friend Chelle, maybe having heard the commotion, came sauntering out of her house. She glanced over Adan’s shoulder at me. “So, you have a new man, huh? Aren’t we all something. The bitches are already complaining Ree and I think we’re too good for brothers, and here you come adding to the fire.” I gave her a once over and rolled my eyes. “Whatever. Look, Adan, I’m glad to see you because I have a lot of questions, but I need to get to work.” I checked my watch. Damn, ten minutes late. Adan wasn’t listening. He was watching Chelle. Jealousy rose in my chest, although I had just met the man. Then I realized he wasn’t looking with lust in his eyes. This was pure hostility, and it was mirrored in Chelle’s. Ree burst out laughing. “You don’t get it, do you, Stacey?” She made as if to move closer to me. Adan blocked her and she stopped with a sigh. “He’s a cat and she’s a dog,” she whispered. I blinked. “Werewolf,” Adan spoke in my mind. What the hell? Before we could get into another blowout, someone suggested moving to the house. I backed out needing to get to work. “But I’ll meet you tomorrow morning when I get in, Adan. Stop by my house about eight. Okay?” “I can’t meet at that time!” Ree snapped. Like I cared when she could. Adan’s problem wasn’t hers.

Chelle cut in. “Kyle is missing. He always picks me up and this last time, I had to hunt without him. And my other problem is suffering, so I’m not in the best mood. But I need your help, Stacey, and don’t go protesting that you don’t know what I’m talking about. All of the freaks know about you.” “The freaks?” I looked at her like she was describing herself. Turned out she was. She nodded. “Yes, everybody with ties to anything out of the ordinary. Hanging at Ree’s man’s club, you meet all kinds. That’s where I found out about you and your little skill. You helped out this guy a few years ago before you moved around here. He said you’re a powerful psychic. A few others confirmed it.” Did I really think my past was just that—in the past? Apparently not. I sighed. “Fine. I will meet with you and Ree tomorrow night after sundown. I took in Adan’s sexy firm body. “You meet me at eight in the morning.” With that, I hopped in my car and drove off. **** Eight couldn’t roll around quick enough. When I finally got off work, I rushed home and showered as quickly as possible. I had made the snap decision to go for it with Adan. I had enjoyed my dreams as if they were real. Now I wanted him while I was awake. I shaved my legs, trimmed my pussy bush and splashed on something sweet and light. By the time, I slipped into a pair of cootchie cutters and a tee that hugged my breasts, my doorbell dinged twice. “Damn, he must know he’s getting some.” I smirked as I strolled downstairs like I didn’t want to tumble down and dive on him. When I opened the door, Adan stepped inside. His eyes went from my face straight down to my breasts. My nipples had gone hard and were clearly outlined through my shirt. I said nothing. As I closed the door to lock it, I knew he had a good view of my rear. Half my ass was hanging out of the cut off jean shorts. I pretended not to hear his intake of breath. “Come on in the living room. Do you want something to drink?” I paused. “I don’t have milk.” “Funny.” He smacked me on the butt, hard. It stung. “You look good in those shorts. Are they for my benefit?” “What do you think?” I sat down and propped my feet up on the side of the table. The polish on my toenails was still in perfect condition since I’d done them two days ago.

Adan flopped down beside me and pulled my legs onto his lap. “I think I would rather see them off. Do you have on panties under them?” I shrugged. His eyed darkened. “I’ll find out for myself soon enough. For now, we need to concentrate. I want to do a...session with you. I need to know my brother is okay.” My heart went out to him. I slid forward and sat on his lap to give him a hug. He allowed it for all of a second then gently put me back on the sofa. I gave him a look of annoyance, but he didn’t have to explain. He was hard as a rock. There would be no “session” if he couldn’t get his mind off his dick. I stood with a sigh. “Fine. Come on. Better to sit at the table then so we aren’t tempted. Not too much though because it’s been a long night and I’m tired. If I have to do this all over again tonight, I don’t know what kind of results, if any, we’ll get.” We sat at the table holding hands across the top. The smell of the pine polish I had used yesterday was in my nostrils. I concentrated as hard as I could for a good twenty minutes and got absolutely nothing. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s going on.” He ran a hand through his hair, making chunks of it stick up. He was so hot, I had to restrain myself from leaping on his lap again. He winked, knowing what I was feeling. I grumbled. “I don’t get it either.” He entwined his fingers with mine and we sat staring at each other. “I thought we had a connection.” Drawing away from him, I stood. “That’s just it. I don’t form connections without giving into it, seeking it. With regular people, I can close myself off. With you, in my dreams...” I stopped, forcing myself not to think about what I had dreamed, which was near impossible. “Don’t bother. I was there.” I blinked. “What? Where?” “Inside your mind, in your dreams.” “That’s impossible.” “And yet, I know you and I made love, or rather started to in the woods, in front of my men. A fight broke out because I thought it a good idea at the time to tease them. Later, I watched you being fucked by someone. Well, I’m sure it was Adar.”

I hesitated. “You liked it.” He nodded. “I wasn’t going to let my men have you, but Adar having you was like me having you. It was so sensual, so good I came watching.” “It wasn’t real. Only a dream.” I hoped to convince myself while I convinced him. “Was it? Maybe the three of us made a connection, even though you didn’t try. It happened. Maybe we’re meant to be lovers, the three of us.” “Adan, you know that’s a stretch. My dreams have been of things that will happen, have happened or are happening currently. They’ve never been an experience in and of themselves.” “First time for everything.” I grunted. “How about this?” He took my hand. “We connected when we both were asleep. Maybe we can again.” “You just want to get in my bed.” I laughed. “That too.” “Fine.” We went up to my bedroom and Adan pulled off the black jacket he wore. I watched with greedy eyes as he slipped out of the equally dark clothing, wondering if black was his favorite color. By the time, he was in boxers only, I was ready to jump him. With more self-control than I had, he led me to the bed and stopped. “Aren’t you going to take something off?” I hesitated. “I don’t have anything on under this, and I’m not entirely sure I’m ready to show you in the light of day.” He didn’t miss a beat but moved to the blinds and tightened them closed. Then he drew shut the heavy curtain I had hanging all year around for my daylight bed times. The room was pitched into total darkness. I couldn’t see a thing. Figuring he was still near the window since I hadn’t heard him move, I quickly shed my clothing. His groan and warm breath on my shoulder clued me in that he had moved without a sound. “Stacey, do you know a cat can see clearly in the dark?” he asked.

I screeched and covered my breasts. Adan pulled my hands down to my sides and pinned them there. When I felt his tongue on first one nipple and then the other, my knees buckled. He lifted me in his arms and carried me to the bed. “Our dream was incredible, but I want the real thing. Will you let me pleasure you, Stacey?” Did it really matter that I didn’t know him, had met him only a couple days ago? That he was a shape-shifting panther who had done who knows what to who knows who? Hell no!

Chapter Seven “Yes, do it,” I demanded, barely able to stand waiting another second. Adan didn’t have to be asked twice. He jumped on the bed, landing at my side. The laughter that had bubbled in my throat died as soon as his mouth came down on mine. Our tongues curled together, and he pinched my nipple. After a time of us trying to eat each other’s mouths with our hungry kisses, he moved to my breast, circling my dark areola with the tip of his tongue. “Mmm,” I groaned. “You like that?” I nodded with my eyes closed. “You know I do.” Adan kissed down across my belly, roughly shoved my legs apart and plunged down to my wet pussy. He licked and sucked at my clit so hard, I came, rocking my hips and grinding against him. He drew back in surprise. “You come so quickly.” “Yes. I also come alot. I mean often. You don’t mind?” I bit my lip. He shook his head, his eyes glowing in the darkness. I wasn’t the least afraid. “Are you kidding me? What man wouldn’t love to bring his woman to climax over and over? There’s a Tarzan reaction in there, making me want to pound my chest in pride.” I giggled like a teenager. Don’t fall for him, I told myself, hoping he wasn’t choosing that moment to read my emotions. When he lowered his mouth down to eat my flowing cream and bring me to climax again, I thought I saw yellow eyes matching his in the corner. I screamed. Adan looked up. “Did I hurt you?” I pointed. “I thought I saw someone, something over there.” He turned to the direction I pointed, and he sniffed the air. His eyes widened. “Adar?” He moved to his knees. “Please...brother...” “You see him?” The room was as dark as before, and whatever I thought I’d seen wasn’t there now.

“No, but I sense him, smell him even. How can that be?” he wondered aloud. “We are physical beings. The extent of our power is shape-shifting and picking up emotions. But I feel like my brother is here. Can you see anything?” I was about to say no, and then I heard him as before in my dream. This time, I knew I was wide awake, and I heard him in my head. “I don’t know that name. I am drawn to you...and to him. Who are you?” I knew now, the voice was Adar’s. I gasped. “Adan, he spoke in my mind. He did in the dream too. But just now, I heard him say he doesn’t know the name Adar. He doesn’t know me...or you. I’m so sorry.” I wasn’t a crier, but I sure felt like it, knowing first hand how it felt to have the only family you had left in the world not know who you are. Adan smiled. “He comes when we make love, Stacey. He’s drawn to us. Yes, it hurts to know he doesn’t remember, but somehow we can get closer together like this. Are you willing?” I nodded. He laid me back and positioned himself between my legs. This was an impossible and straight crazy situation, but if a lost brother could be found with his hot twin fucking me, then a girl had to do what a girl had to do. He entered me. Two years shouldn’t have made me feel like a virgin, but damn he was huge. His cock stretched me so wide, it hurt almost as much as his brother in my ass, in the dream. “Shit that hurts!” I cried out. Adan drew back. I grabbed hold of his ass to stop him. “If you take it out, I’ll shoot you.” He laughed. “Your wish is my command.” Both my legs straight up, with his firm grip around my ankles, Adan began to plow deep and hard into me. I screamed and he drove harder, faster. My clit pulsated with his thrusts. My thighs pinched the swollen bud, rubbing and making me come too soon. Still my lover didn’t slow. He pushed my legs to the side and pounded against my ass, smacking it between thrusts. The sting brought tears to my eyes, but it was so good, I craved more. No lover had been, so big, and so good at what Adan did. When I had come twice more, Adan jerked back out of me. He whipped me completely over to my knees and plumped my ass high. “Put your palms against the headboard,” he demanded. I turned to look back because his voice was different. I still couldn’t see a thing. Maybe he was just in the throws of passion. After all this was the first time he was inside me so I

couldn’t be sure how desire affected him. Yet, something told me if wasn’t Adan who rubbed my come on my ass opening and then plunged his dick inside. He gripped my hips and shoved over and over. I screamed and came, came and screamed. “Adar?” I sniffed. “You want me to stop, Stacey?” he asked, not confirming one way or another. “No, don’t. Don’t ever stop,” I pleaded. “Your skin is so dark, so smooth,” he mumbled, senseless with lust. “I would gladly die buried inside you. Stacey...you are for me...and for him.” I knew what he meant. In some way, Adar was inside his brother’s body. The twins were as one, and I got the benefit of having two lovers in one body. The pleasure was so great, I felt faint with it. Adar came groaning my name, and then he pulled out of me. He slid to the side of the bed, and I felt like crying for him leaving my side. But immediately he lifted me and carried me in the darkness. From the direction we went, I assumed we were headed for the bathroom. After setting me on my feet, I heard Adar turn on the shower, and then he guided me inside. He put my apple-melon body wash in my hand. “Wash me,” he commanded. I was a commanding person, and had previously balked at being ordered around by any man. But I was under a spell of lust for my panther lover, and all I wanted to do was please him. I squeezed out the chilly, scented liquid and rubbed my hands together until it became suds. I washed his chest, his arms and abs. Running my hands along his muscled thighs got me worked up all over again. When I would have moved to his ass and back, he stopped me. “Wash my dick, Stacey.” My hands shook. Was it even possible for a man to have such a big cock, so long, so thick? How had he gotten all of that in me and not caused damage? Even while I thought that, I craved for it to happen all over again. I stroked his dick up and down, teasing the head and playing with the slit at the top. A man’s cock makes a woman come just holding it, seeing it. At least that’s what it was for me. I almost sunk down in the tub as I whimpered my release. Adar wrapped a hand around my waist holding me up. “Adar...” I cried through tears. He jerked a little and went still. “Baby, do you prefer him?”

I gasped. Suddenly I knew the difference between the two of them. They switched back and forth so fast, I wouldn’t be surprised if I mixed them up. Adar was the rough one, harsh almost uncaring of how I felt. He wanted only to satisfy his need. Adan was gentle. It was he who gently carried me to the bath, he who held me up when I would have fallen. But it was Adar who commanded me to put my hands on the headboard and to wash him. How could I sort everything out? “I-no.” I stumbled over my words. Adan—I was sure it was him—turned off the shower and we stepped out. He found a towel in the darkness and dried me before leading me into the bedroom again. While he flicked on the lamp, I climbed on the bed and hid beneath the covers. He sat down at my side. “We should talk about what happened.” I nodded. “What’s there to talk about? I was just fucked by two different men in the same body. Simple.”

Chapter Eight I lay back against Adan’s chest, my head tilted so he could kiss me. His mouth was so good, I wanted him kissing me forever. Finally, when my lips were half numb, we came up for a breather. “So...” he said. “Yeah. Wherever Adar is, he’s drawn when we make love. I felt him near as we kissed.” Something occurred to me. “Did you feel him, Adan? Do you not like it when he’s in control, touching me?” He squeezed my shoulder, and rubbed his palm across my pebbled nipples. “I actually do like it. I feel what my brother feels, but I also know it’s him. It’s like feeling the sensations at the same time watching them from outside. Doubly pleasurable, as a man likes to watch.” “I felt him watching just now.” “Yes, he likes that part of it too.” He kissed my cheek. “It means everything that you brought him back to me.” “But he’s not here. We don’t know where he is.” He sighed, closed his eyes and I saw moisture there. “He’s dead, baby. I guess I always knew. I have never known where we come from, why we’re different. In the same way, I couldn’t know what happens when we leave our physical body...Maybe I should give in to him and let him tell it.” I twisted to face him. In that instant, I knew my lover wasn’t Adan now, but Adar. His eyes were darker, his hair lighter, yet he looked exactly like Adan. Strange. But if Adar had only gained access to us through our sexual connection, how was he here now? My answer came when he stroked my breast. Adan had never stopped touching me intimately. Even a kiss opened the door. How odd, yet so exciting. “Adar?” He quirked an eyebrow. “You were expecting someone else?” Arrogant, commanding, devil-may-care. This was Adar alright. “What happened to you?” He kissed me. “Who cares about that right now? I want to fuck you again. A black woman. Who knew you would be so good? I want to eat your pussy like my brother did. I only watched in the forest, but I want a taste.”

“You don’t bite your tongue do you?” I laughed. “I like that. Blunt like me. But sorry, I’m just a regular human. I’m so sore, I could never take you again today.” He looked defeated. “Fine. You know about the challenge?” I nodded. “Yes, you decided you wanted to lead the panthers and challenged this older man to a fight.” “Yes, and I won. I beat him easily, being bigger and more powerful.” He flexed his chest. I rolled my eyes. He grew pensive. “Several of the others decided I needed to die for what I did. They jumped me and Adan fought with me. We were outnumbered. I ended up falling over a small cliff or something and hit my head on a rock. I woke up hours later, not knowing where I was. I got up and wandered around, trying to get my bearings but soon it became clear that I never would.” “Why?” My heart raced listening to him. I almost didn’t want to know what he would say. “Because I couldn’t remember who I was or how I got wherever I was. I was in the woods lost. I had no idea of time passing. And then I felt something. My dick grew hard. I smelled the sweetest pussy I had ever encountered. It drew me. There she was, a black woman standing naked waiting for me by a tree. I couldn’t help myself. I needed to be in her. So right there, I fucked her in the ass. So good, I didn’t want it to end. But it did. I thought I would be lost in those woods forever until it happened again. Today. This time, when I entered my brother, I knew instantly all that had happened. I remembered.” He kissed the top of my head. When I looked up, it was Adan. “He spoke into my mind. We both came to the conclusion that he was dead. Somewhere out there is his body. I would like to go and find it. Maybe letting him take over we can locate it and bury it. I don’t know why Adar didn’t go to his rest, but well...as long as he’s here with me, I’d like him to stay.” “He wants to?” I rested my head on his chest, not looking up. Adan’s heartbeat was steady. “Yes. We’ll only allow it if it pleases you. We both want you, Stacey.” He chuckled. “But of course you must want me more since I found you.” I smiled. “Of course. Yes, I want the two of you also. I have been lonely, just like you said. I’m not looking for a husband or anything...” “We’ll play it by ear.” “What about tonight?” I wondered.

“Tonight will take care of itself. I can’t imagine what could have happened to Chelle’s werewolf boyfriend but I’m sure you can help. You don’t have to be afraid of your abilities now. I’ll be by your side.” I frowned. “Who says I’m afraid?” “I can feel you.” I sighed. If I had two empaths to deal with now, I’d better learn to shut them out when I needed to or they would drive me batty, knowing all my feelings. A girl had to have some secrets. He leaned over and clicked out the light, tucked me under the covers and wrapped his arms around me. “Now, get some sleep. I have a feeling whatever’s happening with that werewolf isn’t going to be pleasant.” The End