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scampering feet behind, I quickened my pace. The scamper turned to a
thunder. Smirking, I increased my pace even further until the wind whistled
through my coat and the scenery blurred. I ran for the sheer joy of running,
savoring the play of muscles and Lucas galloping beside me. I came to a
screaming halt, taking him by surprise. He screamed past me before he could
stop and I jumped him. We rolled and tussled like kittens, our sides still
heaving from the run. Puffed and out of breath, we settled into a pile,
cuddling into each other. Lucas licked my face, purring loudly. I allowed it
for a while before grunting. Lucas bounded to his feet, tossing his head and
sending his mane whipping. He padded a few steps before pausing to glance at
me, his whiskers twitching.
    Lucas was ready to go back.
    I rolled to my feet and coughed a bark of
agreement. At a slower pace this time, we cantered toward the private area up
on the hill where we’d left our bags. I shifted first, my chest still heaving
from the exhilarating run.
    “Saul.” Lucas’ soft voice came from behind
me. “Thanks. That was awesome.” His hands curled around my shoulders and his
breath feathered across my neck. I turned to face him, a pulse firing to life
on seeing the heat in his tawny eyes. I touched my lips to his. Our mouths
clung together before I angled my head and took the kiss deeper. The wet rasp
of Lucas’ tongue, his potent heat kindled a fire inside me. I stepped closer.
Chests touched. Erections brushed together. Tension simmered along with the
fire. His hand swept down my back, his calloused fingers branding my flesh.
    “I want you,” I muttered against his mouth.
    “Yeah.” Lucas turned away and grabbed the
pack. He pulled out lube and condoms. I loved a man who prepared. He handed
them to me with a slight grin.
    Ah, my turn.
    I pressed a line of kisses down his spine
and lightly massaged his buttocks. I set the lube and condoms aside and
succumbed to an urge to bite that fine butt. I knelt behind him, sinking my
teeth into his muscular ass. Lucas yelped but I held him firmly and rasped my
tongue over the red mark before giving him a smacking kiss. I reached around
and grasped his dick in my right hand. A slow pump brought a contented purr.
    “You’re easy,” I said, repeating the move.
    His intake of breath was loud. “I trust you
to make it good.”
    Trust. God . His words were like a
dagger in the chest. Lucas made me feel needed—wanted—instead of a stray cat
forced out in the cold. How the hell was I going to survive when he left?
    I pumped his cock again just to hear his
sexy purr before giving in to the urgency thrumming through me. I flipped the
top off the lube and squeezed a dollop into my hand. After nudging his legs
farther apart, I ran a finger down the crease of his ass and teased his
puckered entrance. Lucas purred. God, I loved that sound. It tugged at me deep
inside, made me hot. I dipped my lube-coated finger inside, stretching and
working him, enjoying each lusty purr my lover made.
    Lucas shifted slightly and curled his fist
around his cock.
    “Wait,” I commanded.
    “Too slow,” he griped.
    “You didn’t think so when you did the same
thing to me last night.”
    “This about payback?”
    I grinned but he couldn’t see it. “Nah,
it’s about pleasure.” I wasn’t lying exactly. I slid another finger inside and
pushed deeper, skimming across his prostate. Lucas hissed and my grin widened.
    “I ache,” he complained when I kept
teasing.
    Me too. I drew my fingers out and smacked
at Lucas’ hand when he tried to sneakily gain relief. I grabbed a condom and
rolled it on, greased up. “Hands on the rock in front of you,” I ordered.
    Slowly Lucas obeyed, leaning farther
forward to open himself to me. “Yes, master.”
    My loud snort rippled between us. No way
was he a submissive. That’s what made our relationship interesting. We were
both stray cats but strong, with the will to survive. I pressed