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take care of the urge.”
    Ramj’s gentle laughter was the last thing she’d heard before falling into a deep sleep.
    The memory was quickly forgotten because of another loud protest from her empty stomach. She sighed heavily but still refused to commit to coming fully awake just yet. Tiffany stretched one arm in the hopes of nudging Ramj. She winced. Her body ached in places she didn’t believe possible from sex not to mention she felt as if she could eat an entire cow. Both issues she faulted him for and felt it was enough to earn her breakfast in bed.
    “What the-.” She yelped as her fingers came in contact with sleek fur belonging to something large enough to dash away any remnants of sleep .
    Her eyes snapped open in time to see a rather large black cat’s mouth stretching in a yawn which exposed sickeningly sharp teeth. This wasn’t your garden variety house cat. She was certain she’d something similar safely ensconced behind the cage in a zoo. She clamped her mouth shut effectively cutting of the end of her sentence. She slowly withdrew her hand as the animal eyed her briefly before grooming itself as cats were prone to do.
    She’d managed to get her arm ha lfway away from the sleek feline before one massive paw moved with lightening speed to pin it in place, all the while it continued to clean the other monstrosity of a paw without so much as giving her an interested look. Tiffany’s breath caught in her throat, she’d had enough pet cats to know any sudden movement on her part just might rouse the cat’s full attention in her as well as potentially getting her hand shredded by the predator. Maybe it was a pet of Ramj’s or the real Konstantin Malovich, exotic animals like this didn’t just stumble into beach homes. At least she didn’t think they did.
    Where the hell was Ramj anyway? Should she risk calling out to him?
    Too late. The animal was done primping and had directed its sights on her. Air caught in her throat as the animal rose slowly stretching its front legs than back one’s before giving its massive body a sha ke. It was in that instance she thought to roll away and take her chances at getting underneath the bed. Unfortunately for her the panther seemed to anticipate her move and pinned her to the spot. Paws rested on either side of her face, hind legs forcing themselves between hers. She felt the swish of its tail touch one foot and the next as it flicked back and forth while the cat settled a portion of it s weight on her naked body.
    Silver blue eyes focused on her face staring at her with an intensity that had fear settling in the pit of her stomach.
    “You’re a good kitty, aren’t you? Surely you don’t want to make a meal of me.”
    The animal responded by giving her a long swipe of its coarse tongue right across her cheek.
    “I sure hope you weren’t tasting me,” she muttered. “What do you say you let me up and I’ll rustle you up a juicy piece of meat, right after I find your owner.”
    Was she seeing things or did the cat shake it s head?
    Wait a tick. H er eyes narrowed to mere slits taking in the cat’s mug. Panthers didn’t have silver eyes.
    “Not funny, Ramj,” she yelled not appreciating the humor she saw reflected in his eyes. The cat stood shaking its body as it transformed into the naked form of her lover.
    “Cats have very sensitive hearing you know, you coul d have shattered my eardrums or something.” He settled himself intimately between her thighs.
    “And it would have served you right for nearly giving me a heart attack.”
    “Hmm, I was very in tune with your body and you didn’t seem scared to me at all.”
    “Believe me I was heading down that road quickly. What in God’s name would possess you to take on a panther form?”
    “Well you told me to turn into an animal nimble enough to-”
    “Yeah, I remember what I said. For your sake I h ope it worked because after your little stunt I don’t think I’ll ever get my libido

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