A Tomboy for a Mate

Chapter 2

“What’s up?” Lana queried as she sat across from Tony, spearing a piece of banana from atop the waffles Tony prepared using his toaster.

Tony sighed, and stopped mulling over the map in front of him. It was a top secret assignment. He couldn’t tell her everything, but he could ask for her advice.

“I have to go hide something. It’s something Rose asked me to do. I’m trying to figure out where to hide it. It’s really important I do this right.”

Lana rubbed her chin thoughtfully before pulling the map towards herself. She took his pen and circled a cluster of caverns which were a few hours drive from their pack lands.

“But that’s a tourist attraction,” Tony objected.

Lana smiled, her cheeks dimpled.

“Exactly. No one will ever think to look there. Remember when we went on our high school field trip? I remember there were some pretty obscure spots. Actually”—Lana made a face—“I remember those spots because you were the one using them to make out with Anya.”

Tony got a stupid smile on his face. “That was back when I was still a virgin.” He flashed a devilish grin. “I could put those spots to better use now.” He waggled his eyebrows and Lana smacked his arm.

“Be serious for once and don’t mess this up!” she scolded.

Tony rubbed his arm in mock pain, but Lana only told him to quit being a baby. Once Lana left, even though Tony was exhausted, he gave himself only a few hours to sleep before making the drive to the caverns. It was mid-afternoon by the time he made it to his destination. A good three hours later that Tony realized maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. The place was teeming with tourists and their annoying little spawns. Being an older sibling to three brothers and one younger sister, Tony knew all too well how little kids got into everything. It was one of the main reasons he’d moved out the moment he hit eighteen. Tony just couldn’t live without his privacy.

Finally, Tony found a small cave attached to a bigger one that was left alone for the most part due to the bats that inhabited this area. He was able to fit through the small passage despite his 6’1” height and muscular build. A sexy blonde had made small talk with him earlier. Tony was eager to get this over with so he could go back to her. Maybe take her back to his place and order take-out before getting to the best part of the night.

He took the artifact out of his backpack. It was a miniature version of a wooden grandfather clock, no bigger than his forearm. He contemplatively opened the back and looked at the circular gears labeled Year, Month, and Day. Rose had said you rotated the gears clockwise to go forward in time and counterclockwise to go back in time. She’d also told Tony that if the device was activated, his consciousness would switch places with his future or past self while his body remained in the present time.

As Tony absently made six full rotations for the gear labeled year, he couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to suddenly be transported to his body six years into the future. What would he look like? Would he still be as fit as he was now? And it was at that exact moment that a flurry of movement caught his attention. He looked up to see a bat flying straight at him. In an attempt to ward it off, Tony lifted the grandfather clock over his head right as the blasted bat crashed into it, pushing the small inconspicuous button on the clock face.

Tony felt a jerk in his naval as the world around him went black.

***

Smooth cool feminine hands brushed across his bare stomach. They traveled down to grip his manhood as soft lips trailed kisses down his abdomen. Jolts of desire radiated up and down his spine. Tony smiled. He’d probably hit his head a little too hard in the caverns. But what a nice dream.

The lips closed over his hardening member and Tony gasped involuntarily. Yup. This was a dream all right. She swirled her tongue around him as she worked his length and Tony faintly thought maybe he’d died and gone to heaven. Because there was no girl alive that could ever give head this good.

He finally peeped an eye open to see a familiar ceiling. This was his room. He looked down to see a head of pin straight brown hair between his thighs, curtaining around the angel’s face so he couldn’t see her. She took him deeper and his eyes rolled back into his head. This was heaven.

“You’re my angel, all right.” He rasped out the words, as he brought one of his large hands to touch the back of her head.

She giggled and Tony groaned. His fingers ran through soft, silky hair he’d never had the pleasure of touching.

And there was another thing. Jolts were firing across his body. Like an electric charge shooting sparks of desire into him. He’d never felt that before. The angel released him from her mouth and before Tony could even open his eyes to see what was going on, he was sheathed inside her like a second skin. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as pleasure consumed him. She began to move and gyrate, panting softly. She sounded familiar... but this definitely wasn’t one of his regular girls. Her every thrust jolted him to his core and just as he opened his eyes to try to get a good look at her, his eyes landed on smooth abbs and the most amazing pair of t**s he’d ever seen. Tony loved boobs, and he’d never seen a pair of perkier breasts. They were smaller than he preferred but round and, f**k, her n*****s were a light brown instead of pink.

It sent him over the edge, he came only after two minutes of her riding him. It might have had something to do with the fact that this was the first time he was experiencing these sensations without a condom. Because Tony was a sentimental fool and had decided that he’d only go bareback with his mate. But he’d never told anyone that, ever.

As he spent himself inside her, his angel let out a surprised, “Oh!”

He definitely knew that voice. That’s when Tony’s eyes flew to her face in near comical disbelief to see a slightly older version of Lana sitting atop him, hand over her mouth to muffle her laughter.