Free Shifter Legends by Kaylee Song

mine while I shift gears, but don’t press down baby.”
    He could feel her body pressed into his crotch, her ass pressed tight against him. He couldn’t help it, the way she was so close to him, the smell of her hair as it hit them before they took off down the road, it was too much. It sent him into another level of arousal. He let off the clutch and hit the ignition, bringing the bike roaring to life, he kicked it into gear and took off down the road.  Gravel flew up on his way out, scattering across the road as it met the pavement. Behind him he heard Luke and Lauren, their sleek motorcycle coming to life as they followed him down to the city.
    He couldn’t be bothered with the motorcycle club’s objectives, at least not at the moment. All he wanted was to feel that sweet little feline between his legs, purring as she experienced the highway in the seat of a driver. The feel of his hands next to hers on the bars, it was almost too much. He envisioned what it would be like to pull over, bend her over his bike, and fuck her right there. Where anyone could see.
    It was too much. Too wild. He knew that.
    But Grant enjoyed his fantasies.

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    The wind hit her face through the exposed area in the helmet, just under the visor that let her see without the wind blocking her vision. The Cougar in her wanted more as she let the euphoria of the scenery surround her. She wanted to experience it all, everything that Grant had to offer her. Everything he wanted to show her.
    Some things were unsettling, like the entire idea of being part of a society that had a Motorcycle Club, it felt almost wrong somehow. After all, weren’t they all bikers and gangsters? He said they did good, but she wasn’t so sure. Especially because he had hinted that this little jaunt down town was going to include violence. She had had enough of that in her short life, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to be involved with anything that brought more of it to her door. Enough foster “fathers” had given her too much exposure to that, thank you very much.
    Pushing it out of her mind Briana focused on the scenery in front of her. It was absolutely beautiful, like nothing she had ever seen before. Each background flew away as they took off down the road, in front of her for just a moment, reminding her how quickly beauty could pass. How fast a moment was. How fast a life was.
    She gripped ahold of those handle bars, just a little tighter and pressed her ass into Grant’s crotch. It wasn’t anything other than obvious. His arousal. She could feel it, and she wanted to make him suffer. Just a little bit. Remind him of who she was, and that she could be feisty. Even in public. She knew it must have been driving him wild, the way she pressed against his hard, throbbing package. But he had a job to do. A guy to “rough up.” Supposedly for selling drugs in the area.
    Well, if there was any way she would approve of violence that was it.  Drugs were what took her parents away, at least that was what she was told. It was also what landed her in the arms of way too many abusive foster fathers, and brothers. It led to so many scars in her life. She couldn’t deny the urge to smack around some dealers. It was a darker part of her that she wanted to deny. That she wanted to push away, back into the corners and recesses of her mind.
    Suddenly the serene country landscape fell away, bringing her to a much more urban setting. Cars and side streets got more frequent, and the buildings started to bunch together, unlike the spaced out homes of the country. It was dark, and grey, the sidewalk choking the natural landscape. These were all things she never would have noticed, before the change, but she noticed them now. She noticed, and she felt the pangs of claustrophobia coming down on her as she longed to be back out on the open road.
    They came to a stop at a red light, Lauren and Luke beside them. Looking over she noticed that Lauren had taken