Or maybe, Seth had just shown her his true self, to perhaps the biggest fool in the world.
Jen clutched the blanket the friendly doctor had given her. Dull pain ached beneath her skin despite the painkiller she had taken. She sat on a rattan chair, watching the bustling people around her. A small sliver of satisfaction crept into her heart when she saw Seth being herded into a police vehicle. She also wanted to cry.
“Babe.” Cyeon’s soft voice startled her. “The detectives want to take your statement. Are you ready?”
She nodded.
“We can do this tomorrow morning if you don’t feel up to it.”
“No. I want to do it. I’m ready.”
A wry smile hung on the corner of Cyeon’s mouth. “Good. Don’t worry. I’ll be near if you need me.”
It felt good, knowing he’d be there for her.
With Cyeon by her side, she felt as though she could face anything.
Epilogue
High noon in the Serengeti was arid and dry. But Jen wasn’t as bothered by it as she used to be. She had been sensitive to sunlight due to her pale skin, and the times she’d been careless, more often than not, she would end up with a bad case of sunburn.
But after Cyeon claimed her, strangely, the sun had become her best friend. She enjoyed the heat as she basked in the sunlight, just like Cyeon’s pride loved to do.
Jen sat on the flat surface of a rock overlooking the pride’s watering hole a dozen feet below. Cyeon lounged next to her in his beastly form, purring and grooming her lovingly. At first, it had felt kind of weird having a seven-hundred-pound big cat cuddle her. K’stal shifters were twice as big as normal lions. She got used to it after a while. In fact she loved it. Cyeon was a gorgeous beast whether he was in his lion form or human. Under the full sun, his tawny fur looked brightly golden. His stature was imposing. Grandly majestic.
Simply breathtaking.
She ran her hand on his neck and stroked his mane. Cyeon purred and licked her shoulder affectionately. His tongue felt like sandpaper, rough and tickly. Waves of shimmering pleasure crawled under her skin, making her pussy wet. She squirmed, arranging her sundress to cover her knees so Cyeon wouldn’t notice how horny she was.
He noticed, anyway. His yellow-eyed gaze cast her an all-knowing look. Cyeon put his paw on her thigh, dragging the hem of her dress back up. His nose and whiskers twitched, scenting her arousal.
“Pervert.” Jen laughed. Cyeon was insatiable. Worse yet, his hunger had rubbed off on her. She’d had more sex in the week they had been together than she’d had in her lifetime. Not that she minded, though. Being with Cyeon was wonderful. He was crazy about her and he liked her for who she was, without any ulterior motive.
After the incident at Savannah’s, she decided to stay with Cyeon. Maybe one day she would go back to the States, but not anytime soon. And besides, she was needed as a witness in her attempted murder case. Seth was detained by the local government, pending trial. His lawyer had wanted to have the case tried in America, since the condition of the local prison was horrendous compared to the States. Somehow Cyeon was able to quell Seth’s lawyer’s petitions for extradition. Jen wouldn’t have guessed Cyeon was capable of pulling some serious strings. The way the locals feared the man, she wondered if they knew his family secret.
Pervert? Cyeon asked in mind-speak. Don’t you know lions have big appetites?
She couldn’t communicate telepathically as K’stal shifters could in their beastly form, but she heard their words in her mind when they talked to her. “No kidding,” she said. “Speak for yourself, mister. One of these days you’ll kill me with those incessant fucks.”
The big lion snorted. It looked so damn weird to see him do that.
As if. I would never force you if you didn’t want it.
“Oh?” Her eyebrows arched like the taunting sound in her tone. “What about the first time I met you? You practically jumped my bones.”
Cyeon looked as if he pondered. That’s because you were in heat. Who can resist that?
“Aha. So you admit it.”
He didn’t seem to notice her triumph. His gaze was fixed on the juncture of her thighs. And you still are. Jesus. You’re driving me insane. Open your legs.
She shut her thighs together. “Outdoor nookie? I don’t think so. I’m not that adventurous. What if somebody sees us?”
Like who? Cyeon threw his chin in the direction of the watering hole. Two rhinoceroses? That elephant? Yeah, like they care.
Jen looked down. He was right. There was nobody else around besides them at the moment. Cyeon’s brother and cousin had gone to town to buy supplies and gasoline for the generators. They wouldn’t be back until sundown. They were completely alone.
Still, the suggestion sounded downright outrageous to her.
Cyeon persisted, however. He removed his paw and nudged her leg with the tip of his nose. Just a quick lick. Please?
He got her with the “please”. She was a sucker for a polite gentleman. Manlion.
Whatever. And besides, she wasn’t wearing any panties. Cyeon had insisted she go commando everywhere. He bought her a full closet of clothes after she decided to stay with him, but he conveniently forgot about underwear. He scowled when she wore the ones she brought with her on vacation. They annoyed him, he had said.
Jen looked over her shoulder and decided what the hell. She could never say
“no” to Cyeon. And to be honest, she was as horny as he was.
Shyly, she lifted the edge of her white sundress and opened her legs. Cyeon quickly pounced on her, his big muzzle on her pussy. Her heart jumped when she felt his sandpaper tongue lick her wet seam.
Jen was lost.
She threw her head backward as immense pleasure seared her nerve endings.
Her hands seized his furry mane, clenching. Her spine kinked. Pussy contracted. She moistened from the impact. He licked her with gusto, like a cat enjoying his cream.
“Cyeon…”
He growled and pushed his muzzle against her aching sex. His hot breath burned her overly sensitive skin as his rough tongue parted her sex lips. She heaved when his tongue penetrated her. In and out. Fucking her cunt as if he was using his cock. God. Her eyes snapped open to the blue sky as a kaleidoscope of pleasure burst within. She shivered in pleasure.
Cyeon licked her deeper and deeper until an unbearable need frustrated her. Jen scrambled to sit and grabbed a handful of his mane. “Fuck me. I need you.”
He replied with another deep growl. Cyeon shifted before her eyes. He pushed her down and fumbled with the zipper of his jeans. Jen wrapped her arms around his neck. She was about to kiss him when he penetrated her.
“Oh,” she whimpered.
Cyeon thrust into her hard. “Fuck.” He grabbed her hips and battered her with a series of vicious thrusts. His hard flesh pounded rapidly.
“Cyeon…” Jen dug her nails on his scalp. The pleasure gathered rapidly. “I…”
“Yes, babe?”
A sudden climax ambushed her. Oblivion swallowed her for a long moment.
Cyeon kept fucking her until the second orgasm hit her. He didn’t stop until she had her third and he finally ejaculated.
They lay in silence while the shimmering ecstasy ebbed away.
Cyeon stroked her hair. His face looked solemn. “I love you,” he whispered.
His declaration stunned her. She didn’t know what to say. It was too soon. And besides, she hadn’t recovered from Seth’s betrayal. Yes, she was fond of Cyeon. She loved being with him. He gave her pleasure she could never imagine. He protected her, and he made her feel secure.
“Ssh.” He put a finger on her lips when she was about to say something back.
“No pressure, kitten. Only when you’re ready. You’ve been through a lot.”
Jen plastered her mouth on his, kissing him hard. He was so wonderful and understanding. A man like him wouldn’t be hard to love. She was sure of it. She just needed to clear Seth out of h
er system and make Cyeon the center of her world.
It wouldn’t be hard to do.
Cyeon looked dreamy when she parted her lips. An animalistic purr escaped from his throat. “You tired?”
“Hmm. Why do you ask?”
“Thought you might like a bath. You look kind of dirty. And tired. And sweaty.
But you look so sexy.”
“You’ll bathe me?”
“You don’t need to twist my arm. I love grooming you.”
“Is that a lion thing?”
“Nah. I just love to get my hands on your naked body. Who wouldn’t?”
She laughed and punched his shoulder playfully. No, it wouldn’t be hard to love him, body and soul.
Cyeon Rarh. Her man.
Her lion.
About the Author:
Lizzie Lynn Lee was a guitarist, receptionist, executive assistant, tarot reader, boutique owner and graphic artist before she discovered writing is her dream job. The advantage is she can do it in her pajamas and socks. She’s an incurable chatterbox, heavy metal aficionado, book worm, digital enthusiast and a night owl since most of her stories were done in the wee hours of the morning because of her caffeine-induced insomnia. These days she still plays her guitar whenever she gets bored, staring at her computer’s screen or plotting the most elaborate scheme of world domination.
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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Epilogue
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