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    Nathan braced himself for the attack. He knew her first
shape-shifting would be rough—first shifts were always rough—and so he’d come
prepared. When she lunged at him he threw up his right arm just before she
reached him, letting her latch on to the leather bracer he was wearing on his
forearm.
    He spoke in a soothing, firm tone. “Calm down, Sofia. It’s
me, Nathan.” That only made her lock her jaws tighter. The bracer took the
brunt of it, but her feline teeth were sharp and her anger was great, so it
could only do so much to dull the pain.
    The force with which she bore down surprised him, and he was
more than grateful that it wasn’t his neck caught in her mouth.
    “You’re hurting me, Sofia. I’m just trying to help. If you
calm down, I can explain what’s happening.”
    Like him, her feline form was a mountain lion, and she was a
very beautiful, albeit a presently angry, one. He stroked his free hand against
the top of her head between her ears, petting her brand-new coat of light-brown
fur. Her ears twitched at first but soon her growls turned to a soft purr, and
she gradually lessened her grip on his arm.
    “That’s a good girl.” He sat down and pulled the female
cougar onto his lap, holding her close to him. “Come back to me when you’re
ready.” He moved his hand down her neck and rubbed her back, quietly rocking
her in his arms. He closed his eyes and stayed with her like that for what felt
like nearly an hour. He smiled when he had a raven-haired human beauty in his
lap, naked and holding on to him.
    They just looked at each other for a couple of minutes. She
appeared a bit groggy, no doubt due to the physical, mental and spiritual
exhaustion of shape-shifting for her first time to a mountain lion and then
back again to human. Knowing that it would take a few minutes before she was
completely coherent, Nathan quietly continued to rock and caress her. Sofia’s body
was pliant in his arms, her skin warm and smooth. Her soft, long black hair
grazed against his bare chest. Her naked breasts sat directly below his line of
sight, her chestnut-colored nipples stiff and long from exposure to the cool
air of the damp cavern. Her warm, round bottom was on his lap, with nothing
separating his cock from her but his jeans.
    Desire burned in his gut and a deep, tortured groan rumbled
in his throat.
    He licked his lips and tried to not let his mind—or his
hands—go where they wanted to. He reached for the blanket and pulled it over
her, gently shielding her from his hungry perusal.
    But her pheromones were on full blast, assaulting him with
her need, taunting his own. Nathan had opted out of the sexual activities
happening outside the room, determined to stay alert to watch over Sofia. The
other women didn’t like it, especially Cassandra, but he simply wasn’t
interested in copulating with anyone else there. Not with Sofia so close by.
He’d been able to think of nothing but her, and now here she was, right in his
lap, served up like milk in a bowl just waiting to be lapped up.
    Nathan began to purr involuntarily. Oh no you don’t ,
he threatened his inner animal. Don’t you go taking over again! He
concentrated his thoughts on how frightened Sofia must be and channeled his
energy to comforting her. He sighed with relief when the itch to shift went
away and his desire remained on the edge of barely checked.
    He looked directly into her brown eyes once she fully opened
them. “Hey. How are you feeling?”
    She stared at him, shaking her head and shrugging. “I’ve
been better. Was I… Did I really just turn into a big-ass cat?”
    “Yes,” he laughed and nodded. “You did.”
    “So you’re telling me I’m, like, a what now—a Werewolf? A
Were cat ? Did I get bitten?”
    Nathan wiped his smile and shook his head. “No. It doesn’t
work like that with us.” He contemplated explaining further but he imagined
it’d be a lot for someone to take in all at once. Especially someone as