Southern Shifters: Fast & Furless (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Yvette Hines Page A

you happen to hear from the doc before we do, let us know.”
    “Will do,” Bhric agreed, since Niki and Dean were too involved in each other to respond. “I’m going to let these two have the room and head out myself. They can walk home after they markup this place.”
    Dean’s hands had found their way beneath Niki’s shirt, as Niki licked along her mate’s bottom lip.
    Brita noted that hybrid-shifters seemed to be free in their sexuality. Public and private. In a military environment, especially in a deployed setting, there was very little opportunity for coitus. People had to engage in a clandestine manner. She’d done it a time or two. However, after the last incident had become very public when her partner ended up in the hospital and subsequently medevaced back to the states, she leashed her sexual appetite. Until Alek.
    The three of them headed out, closing the door behind them. Brita wondered if it was like that for all mates. She desired Alek greatly. But, Niki and Dean seemed incapable of being more than an arm’s reach away from each other. When they were close they couldn’t tamp down the need for each other.
    She tried a covert glance in Alek’s direction. He caught her look since he was staring at her even as he moved with confident strides through the medical facility and out the front door.
    A shiver raced through her and her nipples tightened. Maybe I can understand how Niki feels.
    ~YH~
    “You’re some kind of grill master.” Brita brought out the fresh slices of pineapples from the kitchen to where he stood before the charcoal grill in Dean’s backyard.
    Shifters of all species preferred the smell of charcoal and wood chips to the acrid scent of propane gas. The pungent odor tended to make them dizzy and nauseated.
    He’d directed Brita to the butcher and farmers market on the way back from the clinic. After everything she’d been through that day, he’d wanted to feed her more than just soup and sandwich, and he had no desire to share her with others if he took her to a restaurant. Selfish. Hell yes.
    Alek took the plate from her and smiled. “I try to be. Winter will be on us soon this year, so the days I can get out and do it are coming to a minimal.”
    She lifted her head toward the sky and took in the grayness of the midday fall sky. The air was crisp and a soft breeze ruffled the loose strands of her ponytail. When she’d come down the stairs in the clothes Niki loaned her, Brita had pulled her hair back into the severe hold again. He wanted to snap that band off as he’d done the last one, but he kept his claw retracted.
    He enjoyed seeing her wild and free too much. That same light gust of wind was carrying her heady scent right to his nose. It wasn’t making it any easier for him to not think about carrying her into the house and fucking her. Better yet, he could have her out of her clothes in a flash then take her to the grass under their feet. He loved the smell of her wet pussy and outdoors. The woods had been a prime place.
    If she was his, he’d take her into the thickets twice a day and bury his cock inside her. His dick throbbed.
    She quivered next to him. He was sure she had detected his arousal. Hell, had most likely scented it before they left the Comyn clinic. But, she kept her gaze fixed on the sizzling meat.
    Returning his own focus to the grill, he flipped the thick steaks once to check the sear on the other side of the rare meat. Removing it from the grate, he placed it on the plate he brought out earlier. The pineapples didn’t take more than a couple minutes on each side and he was pulling them off. The corn on the cob, silk removed, was steamed perfectly in its own husk. They were the last to come off.
    “Ready to eat?”
    “Oh, yes.” She led the way to the patio furniture Dean had out there. They already had drinks, plates and utensils there.
    She took a spot at the table, and Alek settled in one beside her on the four person setting. After they