He stroked its soft fur. “What a beautiful creature you are,” he whispered. He loved that she was one of the rarest cats in the world. Hell’s bells, he didn’t even know there were shifters of her kind. It made him feel special, knowing she was his mate, and she trusted him enough to show her.
His bear, too, glowed with happiness. He could practically feel it begging to be let out. J.D.’s cat let out a mewl. “You can feel my bear,” he stated. “It wants to meet you too.”
The cat purred.
“All right then.” He set the cat down gently, then took two steps back, and began to undress. The initial touch of the chilly air made gooseflesh rise on his skin, but his body quickly adjusted. And then he let his animal out.
They must have looked quite a sight, a humongous ten-foot polar bear and the tiny feline. The bear lay down, then went still, waiting for the cat to approach. After a few wary blinks, J.D.’s cat padded over and gave the bear a few sniffs. Eventually, it purred and rubbed its body around the bear’s side.
To Cam’s surprise, the tiny creature climbed up its flank, sharp claws digging in with pleasure as it meowed. The bear stiffened and bore the pain, allowing the cat to explore its back. Eventually it reached the bear’s head, then crawled down to the ground, stopping in front of him. Turning its face around, it gave a ‘come hither’ look, then darted into the trees.
The bear chased after their mate. With their excellent shifter senses, they were able to catch up, though Cam had no doubt in his mind that if J.D. wanted to, she and her cat could have easily evaded them.
The cat zoomed up a tree, but not far enough that the polar bear couldn’t reach it. It swiped its mighty paws up, trying to coax the cat to come down. Eventually, the feline relented and climbed down the polar bear’s arm and body, then jumped and landed on its feet.
The bear was about to lumber around to face the feline, but to Cam’s surprise, a pair of slim, fully human arms wrapped around his bear’s torso.
“You know what I am,” J.D. said as she rubbed her cheek on his fur.
I need her, Cam told his bear. Please.
The polar bear hesitated but released its hold on their body. Soon, he, too, was fully human. Turning around, he pressed her close. “Of course,” he murmured against her silken hair. “It’s my job. I study animals.” He pressed a kiss to her temple, then cupped her face to stare into those gray-flecked hazel eyes. “You’re gorgeous. Both of you. Why would you hide it?”
Hesitation crossed her face. “I’m not … it’s not that I’m ashamed of it. But you know. People don’t know, and they always think I’m just a cat.”
“Just a cat?” he asked incredulously. “How could anyone call you just a cat? You’re the deadliest feline in the world. Sixty percent success rate when hunting. That means you can hunt more prey in a night than most apex predators can in a month. That’s—mmmm!”
Her arms came around his neck to pull him down for a kiss. “You’re amazing,” she moaned against his mouth. “I knew there was a reason we were mates.”
She arched her body against his, and the sudden awareness that they were both naked hit him at full force. “J.D.,” he groaned as his cock twitched when it rubbed against her stomach. “Will you let me touch you? Everywhere? Just for a bit.” Just a taste for now.
“You don’t even have to ask,” she panted.
He captured her mouth again, tasting her sweetness, then released her lips so he could step back and look at her. Her skin glowed in the moonlight, her hair like a halo around her flushed, aroused face. His gaze traced down to the ink on her arm—delicate vines of ivy curling around her bicep—before moving to her breasts.
Oh, fuck me.
Her breasts weren’t overly large, just right for her slim frame, but her nipples—they were large and perfectly round, the pink areolas stiff and puffy.
He couldn’t help himself as he bent his head and took one in his mouth. Fingers dug into his hair, nails scraping down his scalp as his tongue lashed against her right nipple. He sucked in her breast, while his other hand teased the left. Her scent flooded his nose, and he remembered tasting her last night, wanting that again. Slowly,