a tattoo or
something like that on him, but that was not the case. He took off his belt and
unsnapped his jeans. But she stopped him.
“Look, if you want me to believe this, I
will. There’s no reason for you to do this.” She eyed him closely. “Are you
your panther now?”
He laughed at her, and she felt foolish.
“No. I think you’ll know when I shift when I’m him. And, Monica, please don’t
scream or run. If you do, you’ll make him chase you, and he loves to run.”
She nodded. When he slipped off his
pants, along with his boxers, she had a moment of sheer pleasure run though her
body. He was beautiful. When he growled low, she looked up at his face.
“I’m going to show you my cat then, if
you still want me, I’ll change to human again and make love to you. Is that all
right with you?”
She nodded, not sure what else to do. “Good,
because I can smell you, and I want nothing more than to come deep inside of
you.”
And as suddenly as he was naked before
her, he was gone. And in his place stood a humongous panther. She scrambled to the
top of the bed to get away, and he leapt on the bed with her. She eyed the door
and wondered if she could make it when he snarled at her.
“Nice panther. I just want to go and get
some help. You stay right here and I’ll—” His big paw landed on her leg and she
cried out. “Please don’t eat me.” She looked down at him when he moved closer. He
didn’t let her go, but he did move a lot slower toward her. Just when she was
going to scream, he licked her foot.
“Stop that. What are you doing? Seeing
if I’m tender enough for you? Stop that right now.”
She thought he was laughing at her. And
when he licked her again, she wiggled her toes. It wasn’t a bad feeling. His
tongue was rough but soft and when he moved up her leg, she stretched out for
him.
“Licking is fine, but no biting.” She
watched him as his tongue lapped the wound on her leg. She nearly jerked away
when she realized that it didn’t hurt.
“You fixed it.” She looked at him. “Can
you understand me? What I’m saying to you?” He nodded. “I’m off my rocker here.”
She looked around the room and saw the flowers. “Are those roses? Did you buy
me roses?” He shook his head this time. “It’s really you, isn’t it? You’re
really a panther and I’m in bed with you.” He nodded and licked her thigh. “Are
you going to have sex with me like that?”
He didn’t move. And she thought maybe
his eyes had darkened. Her body felt his gaze, felt everywhere he was touching
her. When he lifted his paw off her leg, he moved it up to her belly and
nuzzled at her shirt. Without thought to what he might want or to chew on, she
lifted it up and exposed her ribs to him.
“I did that climbing out the window at
the hotel. I know it was stupid, but you…the human you had made me mad. I don’t
want you to treat me that way again.” His tongue rolled over her ribs and the
scrapes and bruises. They no longer stung. “You’re healing me.”
When he’d licked the area, she nearly
put her shirt back down, but he bumped his head against her breast. She wasn’t
sure about this part, but unhooked her bra and exposed both breasts to him. He
watched her as he flicked his tongue over her nipple, and she moaned. Then when
he did the same to the other, she wrapped her fingers in his fur and lifted his
head.
“You want me, then you do whatever it is
to make you human. I’m on fire for you.” She was too. And she was wet as well.
When he moved back down her body, he lowered his head to her pussy and inhaled
deeply. She shifted on the bed and nearly came when he did it again.
He stood near the bed and became Khan
again. His cock was the first thing she noticed because he was incredibly hard
and straining from his groin. When she reached for him, he took a step back and
took a deep breath.
“I’m going to bite you when we come. I’m
going to mark you as mine. All right?”
Was he