tiger. A very gorgeous, dark female tiger. Her lines were as sleek as they were feminine. Instead of breaking apart and cuddling as Gleb had always thought was normal after a coupling, the female turned and sank her fangs into Valeri, before pushing him down and mounting him.
A faint tingle assaulted Gleb’s groin as he watched her ride. Magnificent! And more than Valeri deserved. Damn it, his brother was supposed to be wild-eyed and crazy. Not undulating under the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen! Gleb dared to creep closer, as close he could without being detected. There was no way of knowing how much of a predator this female was.
The female could move. Her hips were hypnotic the way she rocked them down on his brother. His brother. Why did the good things always happen to Valeri? As much as Gleb wanted to attack, just tear them both into shreds, he couldn’t stop watching until the final screams stopped echoing and the woman collapsed on Valeri’s chest. Even then, Gleb found it difficult to move. A female tiger shifter. And she was amazing.
*****
As satisfied as Megan felt, there was something not right. Being claimed by and in return claiming her mate— her mate! —was so far from anything she had ever dared to dream of. And yet, she couldn’t shake the feeling that something about this was drastically off. There was a smell in the wind, faint but there. It was almost like another shifter, but one that was very, very sick. Not physically either.
“Be perfectly still,” Valeri whispered so low in her ear, she almost missed it. So he smelled it too. “It is my brother, Gleb. He is...he has lost touch with reality. He is not here for good. Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.”
Like hell. The hair at the nape of her neck was standing straight up. Every protective bone in her body went on high alert. Whoever was out there, brother or no, was prepared to kill. No one threatened what was hers. Valeri had obviously never paid attention to the nature of a female predator. It didn’t matter that she knew Valeri could protect her; it was simply in her nature to hunt and kill any and everything that threatened what was hers.
“You are going to have to explain this,” Megan murmured, lightly rubbing her lips against his. “Later.”
There was no doubt her new mate was about to get all kinds of pissed at her, but she simply could not turn off who she was. Allowing her body to remain limp, she waited. Valeri was tense, ready to push her aside and spring into offensive. Well too bad. She was no shrinking violet; it was best her mate got to know that right away. She just hoped Valeri could understand this was who she was; a born warrior. The more alpha the male, the harder time they had dealing with the fact females were more ruthless than they could ever dream. Valeri was ultra-alpha. This was about to get tricky.
Before either male got the chance to make a move, Megan leapt up, changing midair and clashing with the tiger who had just sprang to attack them. His razor-sharp fangs narrowly missed her throat as she feigned to the right and managed to sink her own fangs into his foreleg. She felt Valeri behind her, felt his panic that she had engaged, but there was nothing he could do. They both knew if he intervened right now it would give Gleb the upper hand. Thank God Valeri was wise enough not to break her concentration. But he was most certainly pissed, and scared for her.
Awww, how sweet.
She could have taken Gleb’s throat right then and there, but this tiger needed to be taught a lesson before she disposed of him. The deranged tiger was about to learn the true meaning of the phrase cat toy. And damn, did it ever feel good to let her full tiger free without fear of discovery!
“Megan!” Valeri’s
A faint tingle assaulted Gleb’s groin as he watched her ride. Magnificent! And more than Valeri deserved. Damn it, his brother was supposed to be wild-eyed and crazy. Not undulating under the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen! Gleb dared to creep closer, as close he could without being detected. There was no way of knowing how much of a predator this female was.
The female could move. Her hips were hypnotic the way she rocked them down on his brother. His brother. Why did the good things always happen to Valeri? As much as Gleb wanted to attack, just tear them both into shreds, he couldn’t stop watching until the final screams stopped echoing and the woman collapsed on Valeri’s chest. Even then, Gleb found it difficult to move. A female tiger shifter. And she was amazing.
*****
As satisfied as Megan felt, there was something not right. Being claimed by and in return claiming her mate— her mate! —was so far from anything she had ever dared to dream of. And yet, she couldn’t shake the feeling that something about this was drastically off. There was a smell in the wind, faint but there. It was almost like another shifter, but one that was very, very sick. Not physically either.
“Be perfectly still,” Valeri whispered so low in her ear, she almost missed it. So he smelled it too. “It is my brother, Gleb. He is...he has lost touch with reality. He is not here for good. Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.”
Like hell. The hair at the nape of her neck was standing straight up. Every protective bone in her body went on high alert. Whoever was out there, brother or no, was prepared to kill. No one threatened what was hers. Valeri had obviously never paid attention to the nature of a female predator. It didn’t matter that she knew Valeri could protect her; it was simply in her nature to hunt and kill any and everything that threatened what was hers.
“You are going to have to explain this,” Megan murmured, lightly rubbing her lips against his. “Later.”
There was no doubt her new mate was about to get all kinds of pissed at her, but she simply could not turn off who she was. Allowing her body to remain limp, she waited. Valeri was tense, ready to push her aside and spring into offensive. Well too bad. She was no shrinking violet; it was best her mate got to know that right away. She just hoped Valeri could understand this was who she was; a born warrior. The more alpha the male, the harder time they had dealing with the fact females were more ruthless than they could ever dream. Valeri was ultra-alpha. This was about to get tricky.
Before either male got the chance to make a move, Megan leapt up, changing midair and clashing with the tiger who had just sprang to attack them. His razor-sharp fangs narrowly missed her throat as she feigned to the right and managed to sink her own fangs into his foreleg. She felt Valeri behind her, felt his panic that she had engaged, but there was nothing he could do. They both knew if he intervened right now it would give Gleb the upper hand. Thank God Valeri was wise enough not to break her concentration. But he was most certainly pissed, and scared for her.
Awww, how sweet.
She could have taken Gleb’s throat right then and there, but this tiger needed to be taught a lesson before she disposed of him. The deranged tiger was about to learn the true meaning of the phrase cat toy. And damn, did it ever feel good to let her full tiger free without fear of discovery!
“Megan!” Valeri’s
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