Instinctive by Cathryn Fox Page B

state was all about.
    Arousal.
    With her body shrouded in darkness, her hands spent a moment teasing her nipples before continuing to explore her flesh. She caressed her flat stomach and then dipped her fingers into the waistband of her pants.
    Slyck’s entire body moistened. He moaned, a heady mixture of agony and pleasure rushing through his blood. He shook his head to clear it, not wanting to focus on his own lust and miss a thing as Jaclyn licked her lips and threw her head back.
    His cock grew another inch and he ached to sink into her warm, wet mouth as she pulled her pants wide-open and shimmied
out of them. Her panties quickly followed. When she turned toward the window, he got a gorgeous glimpse of her naked pubis. He stroked his cock. Hard.
    His mouth watered, thirsting to taste her pretty pink clit, to watch it swell before his eyes as he laved it with his tongue. He was dying to taste her entire body, and his mind conjured up the path his tongue would take, and the ways he’d make her quiver beneath his erotic assault.
    She stroked the nub between her soft feminine folds and his thoughts went haywire. White-hot desire claimed him as lust hit him like a high-voltage jolt.
    “Come on, sweetheart. Spread your legs for me, just a little bit,” he whispered in a quiet plea as basic, elemental need took hold.
    What she did next blew his mind and fueled his hunger in ways he never knew possible.
    Jaclyn disappeared into the bedroom for a moment and came back with a pink rabbit vibrator. She stripped off the rest of her clothes, dropped down on the sofa, and widened her legs to give him a beautiful view of her sweet pussy.
    Little white beads moved in a circular motion when she turned her vibrator on, and the clitoral stimulator lit up and buzzed to life.
    She spanned her legs even more and brushed the tip of the fake cock over her clit before pushing it all the way up inside her.
    Holy fuck.
    His eyes widened in surprise. His body began shaking; air rushed from his lungs. Feeling crazed and frantic, he began morphing, his flesh stretching, his bones elongating. His skin itched
and burned with his panther clawing to get out. Everything inside him urged him to run naked in the wild with Jaclyn, to fuck her hot body beneath the star-studded night.
    Summoning all his strength, he quickly focused on something else. Now was so not the time to shift to his primal form, where his senses were enhanced, his strength was doubled, and his sexual appetite was most powerful and would be clamoring for attention. Jaclyn’s attention.
    Good goddamn thing he had control over the animal inside him; otherwise, like any one of his undisciplined teenagers, he’d have already been on all fours. With the inexplicable pull he felt for her, and the raw need ruling his baser instincts, he feared he’d turn into a mere kitten himself, unable to harness his animal urges for any length of time. Once in animal form, panthers, like other shifters, couldn’t always be held accountable for their primitive actions—hence shifting outside the home was prohibited.
    Slyck shook his head to clear it, and once he had himself under control he turned all his attention back to Jaclyn.
    With a heated expression on her face, Jaclyn slipped her hand between her legs, parted her twin lips and worked the stimulator over her clit. He was sure he could hear her moans of pleasure clear across the street as she ravaged her sweet fissure.
    Her eyes glazed with heat and hunger, and with slow controlled movements, she began to rotate her hips. He studied her carnal expression as the erotic show mesmerized him. Oh Jesus, he wanted her. Needed her. But he couldn’t go over there and fuck her like she needed to be fucked, and he damn well knew it.
    As his body thrummed with need, she shifted her position
and started to pump the cock in and out of her pussy. Raw lust flashed inside him and he almost came.
    Okay, so maybe he couldn’t physically be with her while she