Zena Wynn - Tameka's Smile

Alex must have realized it. “Look, I can’t let you leave, but the clinic is built in the shape of a square around a center courtyard. You can go out there and sit, feel the breeze on your skin and the sun in your face and still be protected.”

“At this point, I’ll take whatever I can get, as long as it gets me out of this room.”

It helped tremendously, but it still wasn’t home.

“I want to go home,” she whined for the fourth time in an hour. “I want my house, my space, my things . I’m sick of being stuck in this place.”

“Well, you can’t. Not until Alex says it’s safe.”

“I don’t see why I have to stay. I’m perfectly healthy. Alex said so himself. Why won’t he let me leave? What can they do for me that you aren’t already doing? If something happens—

which I seriously doubt—you can pick up the phone and give him a call,” she complained as she paced back and forth, kicking at the occasional obstacle in her path.

“You’re just bored.”

She threw up her hands. “And you’re not?” He sighed. “Meka.”

She knew she was being a bitch, but she felt like a prisoner.

Her skin was crawling with the need to do something—anything.

“You want something to do? Fine. Let’s see if you can shift into your wolf form.”

“What?”

“You heard me. You have to do it some time. Might as well be now. Take off your clothes.”

She looked around nervously, feeling like there was thousands of eyes watching her. “Here? Now? What if someone sees me?”

“There’s no one around and even if there were, nudity doesn’t bother shifters. We spend half our time in the buff.”

“Well, it bothers me.”

“Meka.” The way he growled her name cautioned that she was trying his patience. She reluctantly began to strip.

See what happens when you complain, Meka .

Not now, Momma E.

Momma E.’s chuckle slowly faded away.

“You smell that?” The expression on his face was the same one in the truck that day when Momma E made her first appearance.

Playing dumb, she sniffed the air and gave Chad an innocent look. “Smell what?”

When Chad narrowed his eyes at her, she remembered that shifters can smell lies. Oops!

“Never mind,” he told her. “It’s gone now.” She slowly let out the breath she’d been holding. Explaining about her dead grandmother was not on today’s ‘to do’ list.

“Take off your clothes,” she suddenly commanded.

“Why?”

“’Cause you’re not going to have me out here naked by myself. Now strip.”

He took off his t-shirt and jeans and tossed them to the side.

As per usual, he went commando. When she saw his erection, she reached out a hand to stroke it and suggested, “You know, we could just go back to the room and make love again.”

“No.” He knocked her hand away before it could connect.

“Stop trying to sidetrack me.”

“Fine,” she huffed. “Now what?”

“Think about your wolf. Remember that sensation when we were on the bed and you felt it move? Concentrate on that.”

“Is this going to hurt? ‘Cause I really don’t like pain,” she warned him.

“It only hurts if you fight the change, so don’t fight it.”

“Easy for you to say,” she muttered.

“Meka, concentrate.”

“I’m concentrating, or I will as soon as you quit talking to me.”

He huffed at her and placed his hands on his hips. “You’re stalling. We’ll stay out here all day if we have to.”

“All right already. I’ll do it, just don’t look at me. I can’t think with you—and that—staring at me.” She waved a hand at his straining penis.

He rolled his eyes, then turned his back. “Is this better?”

“Not really,” she muttered. The man’s rear was just as luscious at the front. Knowing she had no choice, Meka stopped playing around and got serious. She closed her eyes, trying to recapture the feeling she’d had yesterday.

Here, wolfie. Don’t you want to come out and play, wolfie?

Nothing.

She shook her shoulders to loosen the knots and tried again.

After a few minutes passed, she gave up. “Chad, it’s not working.”

He turned to face her. “Are you really trying, Meka?”

“I said I would, didn’t I? Yes, I tried and nothing happened.”

“Hmmm, maybe you’re too self-conscious about being naked. Those times when you felt it stirring, what were you thinking about?”

“You.”

“Come here.”

She walked over to him.

“Come closer.”

She stopped when their toes touched.

“Now, open up your senses like you did yesterday and smell me.”

She leaned in so that her nose brushed his chest.

“Don’t think about anything but my scent,” he said in a soft voice.

Her hands came up to hold him by the waist and she rubbed her nose against him, wanting to wallow in his essence.

“That’s right, baby. Rub yourself against me. I’m your mate.

You want my scent covering you, don’t you?” She did. He smelled so good, but lower smelled even better.

He dropped to his knees and she followed, bending on hands and knees until her nose was buried in his pubic hair, sniffing all around his root and balls.

“Meka, look at me, baby.”

She rolled her eyes up until she could see him.

“Your eyes are glowing. Follow me, babe. Just let it happen.” He rolled over onto his side and shifted.

Meka felt a searing heat, saw a flash of light, and then a tingling sensation engulfed her from head-to-toe. When her eyes opened, the world looked funny, all variant shades of gray.

You did it, baby. You’re a wolf .

Yeah, yeah, that was nice, but back to that luscious scent.

She went back to rubbing her muzzle in his groin.

Muzzle ?

She plopped onto her behind and looked down. She had fur…and paws. She brought her right paw up felt her nose. She was a wolf. She did it.

Now how do I change back?

Chad laughed. One thing at a time. First I want you to get comfortable in your wolf body. Take a few steps. Run and play.

Don’t be in such a rush to change forms.

You can hear me?

Yes, this is how we communicate. Normally, I have to project my thoughts. With you, it’s like you’re right in my mind .

Meka stood and took a few wobbly steps. It was easier once she stopped thinking about it and let instinct—or her wolf—take over. She walked all around the courtyard, sniffing the plants and getting used to being on four legs instead of two. Then she and Chad played a game of chase. She was IT. He chased her until she dropped to the grass covered ground, panting.

He settled down beside her and licked her muzzle. It was nice, but she much preferred kissing as a human. As quick as the thought, she was back in her human body. Chad changed a second later.

Meka laughed, pleased with her accomplishment. “That was pleasant, but I’d rather do this…” She leaned over and kissed him, sticking her tongue in his mouth.

He turned until he was lying on his side facing her, and dragged her against his hard body. Meka wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled, rolling back until Chad settled on top of her. She moaned in approval when he nudged her legs apart with his knee and settled between them, sheathing his erection in one plunge. “You’re right. This is much better.” She grabbed him by the ears and pulled his face back down.

Against his lips she muttered, “Talk later. Fuck now.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

The next day, Alex came to her room. “Now that you’ve had your first change, you can go home.”