full attention. “You guys don’t care about cheating? Because that’s going to be a problem for me. A big one.”
“That’s not it—we’re loyal to our mates. I don’t know if it’s the animal instinct inside of us, or some kind of difference of genetics, but among mated pairs—committed to being together, not just fucking—cheating is practically unheard of. But we don’t always limit our pairings to traditional sets.”
She blinked. “You’re polyamorous?”
His lip twitched, but he managed not to smile at her very human way of looking at things. “That’s a good way to describe it. Females are much rarer than males, and our people rarely breed with nonhumans—not for anything other than, than…” He almost said the occasional fuck, but stopped himself in time.
A single brow rose. “One night stands?”
“Yes.” That was a nicer way to put it.
“But, that wasn’t exactly what Erick was proposing. Didn’t sound like it, anyway.”
He was relieved she didn’t ask why their women tended to number less than their men; he didn’t need to go into the gory details with her yet. The details about Erick would be difficult enough for a woman raised among humans to understand. “You have to understand. Erick was raised from birth to lead our people. He has always had that weight on his shoulders. His…priorities and the way he reacts to things, it’s all driven by that responsibility.” At her frown, he tried again. “We aren’t humans. Nor are we beasts. We’re something different. Our normal is your straight-up weird.”
“I don’t feel different.” She shivered, wrapping her arms around herself. “Well, I didn’t until this thing hit.”
“You may not have seen it because you didn’t know to look for it, but you are different.” He pulled her close and she wiggled against him, obviously wanting to do far more than talk. “We’ll speak of this later. For now…I can smell how much you need me.” When her eyes widened and her cheeks reddened, he added, “And I need you, too.” He took her wrist, and placed her hand on his fully erect cock. “Badly.”
“Oh,” she said. “I see.” The smell of her arousal deepened, and he lost his last thread of control.
He reached for her, but her arm came out, blocking him. A growl of frustration cut out of him, but he swallowed the sound.
“Will there be more changes? In me, I mean. I’d like to know what to expect.”
“Yes. But we have time. I will prepare you for them. Just not right this second.”
Her brows drew together, scrunched in confusion.
“I have to have you. Now.”
“Oh.” Her mouth dropped open. “This heat thing…it doesn’t just affect how I feel, does it?”
“No. It makes the men around you possessive. Makes them desire you. It kicks our instincts into even higher gear when we feel some sort of attachment. Getting near a mated pair when the female is in heat…well, men have lost their lives for simple misunderstandings. But it ensures our women are safe when they are at their most vulnerable.”
For some reason that didn’t seem to please her, and a frown creased her lips. But he wasn’t eager to chat about weretiger biology anymore. She’d been given enough information to absorb in one night. And he had to taste her. Touch her. Take her.
“Can we be done talking?” His voice was a growl, but he couldn’t help that. The scent of her arousal drowned him, and his cock was hard enough to break through his pants. Every instinct in his body thrummed with the desire to take.
Under his intense gaze, she softened. “God, yes.”
That was all he needed to hear. Without another word, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her.
----
T here was nothing soft in the way Owen took possession of her mouth, the way his hands roamed over her body, touching and squeezing and rubbing. She mewled when his hand moved between her legs and cupped her mound.
Then he was lowering her to the floor, muttering
“That’s not it—we’re loyal to our mates. I don’t know if it’s the animal instinct inside of us, or some kind of difference of genetics, but among mated pairs—committed to being together, not just fucking—cheating is practically unheard of. But we don’t always limit our pairings to traditional sets.”
She blinked. “You’re polyamorous?”
His lip twitched, but he managed not to smile at her very human way of looking at things. “That’s a good way to describe it. Females are much rarer than males, and our people rarely breed with nonhumans—not for anything other than, than…” He almost said the occasional fuck, but stopped himself in time.
A single brow rose. “One night stands?”
“Yes.” That was a nicer way to put it.
“But, that wasn’t exactly what Erick was proposing. Didn’t sound like it, anyway.”
He was relieved she didn’t ask why their women tended to number less than their men; he didn’t need to go into the gory details with her yet. The details about Erick would be difficult enough for a woman raised among humans to understand. “You have to understand. Erick was raised from birth to lead our people. He has always had that weight on his shoulders. His…priorities and the way he reacts to things, it’s all driven by that responsibility.” At her frown, he tried again. “We aren’t humans. Nor are we beasts. We’re something different. Our normal is your straight-up weird.”
“I don’t feel different.” She shivered, wrapping her arms around herself. “Well, I didn’t until this thing hit.”
“You may not have seen it because you didn’t know to look for it, but you are different.” He pulled her close and she wiggled against him, obviously wanting to do far more than talk. “We’ll speak of this later. For now…I can smell how much you need me.” When her eyes widened and her cheeks reddened, he added, “And I need you, too.” He took her wrist, and placed her hand on his fully erect cock. “Badly.”
“Oh,” she said. “I see.” The smell of her arousal deepened, and he lost his last thread of control.
He reached for her, but her arm came out, blocking him. A growl of frustration cut out of him, but he swallowed the sound.
“Will there be more changes? In me, I mean. I’d like to know what to expect.”
“Yes. But we have time. I will prepare you for them. Just not right this second.”
Her brows drew together, scrunched in confusion.
“I have to have you. Now.”
“Oh.” Her mouth dropped open. “This heat thing…it doesn’t just affect how I feel, does it?”
“No. It makes the men around you possessive. Makes them desire you. It kicks our instincts into even higher gear when we feel some sort of attachment. Getting near a mated pair when the female is in heat…well, men have lost their lives for simple misunderstandings. But it ensures our women are safe when they are at their most vulnerable.”
For some reason that didn’t seem to please her, and a frown creased her lips. But he wasn’t eager to chat about weretiger biology anymore. She’d been given enough information to absorb in one night. And he had to taste her. Touch her. Take her.
“Can we be done talking?” His voice was a growl, but he couldn’t help that. The scent of her arousal drowned him, and his cock was hard enough to break through his pants. Every instinct in his body thrummed with the desire to take.
Under his intense gaze, she softened. “God, yes.”
That was all he needed to hear. Without another word, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her.
----
T here was nothing soft in the way Owen took possession of her mouth, the way his hands roamed over her body, touching and squeezing and rubbing. She mewled when his hand moved between her legs and cupped her mound.
Then he was lowering her to the floor, muttering
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