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her juices off his fingers before telling her he wanted to fuck her. Despite her recent mind-blowing orgasm, her pussy lips started to throb again in anticipation. "Please, Kian, fuck me. Hard."
    She half-expected him to tell her to close her eyes again, but he gripped her waist and slowly rose on his good leg until she had to look up into his eyes. His dark, wavy hair now hung down to caress his cheeks. Combined with his light green eyes, now filled with tenderness, she decided she would never give up this clever, gorgeous man. If it was the last thing she did, Trinity would make sure he realized he could still lead the clan, lame leg and all.
    He caressed her cheek, and she leaned into the touch as he whispered, "First, I'm going to cut you free."
    After extending a claw on his free hand, he swiped through the material and Trinity's arms fell to her side. They started to tingle as blood rushed back to her fingertips, but she forgot about everything else when Kian placed his hands on her upper arms and started to rub up and down. The friction caused a warmth to extend to places far lower than her arms.
    He whispered her name as he moved to stand behind her. She heard him unzip and shed his jeans before pressing his hot erection up against her ass. His hand came around her to cup her breasts. She tilted her head to the side in invitation, and his day-old whiskers brushed against her skin as he nuzzled her neck.
    She was about to tell him to hurry up when twigs snapped in the distance. They both froze, their hunter instincts kicking in.
    Trinity scanned the surroundings with her eyes, hoping her keen cougar eyesight would reveal who or what had made the noise, but she saw nothing. She laid her hand against Kian's thigh and tapped it twice—the signal they used to ask if they'd spotted anything.
    He shook his head against her neck to keep up appearances. Since they didn't want to let on that they knew anything, Trinity slowly turned to face Kian. She pulled down his head and whispered, "With only the two of us, it's probably best to let them come to us."
    Cougars worked best at waiting for the best opportunity to strike to conserve their energy.
    He kissed her check before moving to her ear. "At the first sign of trouble, you shift and go get help."
    She nodded, trusting his judgment in the situation, and looked at the foliage behind her mate's body. In early fall at this elevation of the Cascade mountain range, the underbrush was heavy with greenery, making it nearly impossible to see anyone lying in wait.
    Still, she'd lived in these mountains since she was six years old. If an intruder was in their territory, Trinity would have the advantage.
     
     
     
    Kian kept a tight grip on Trinity and hoped the noise was just his brother being overly loud, signaling for them to make themselves decent. Cougars didn't have the strongest sense of smell, but he and Trin had more than permeated the area with scents of sex to the point even a human would be able to smell them.
    Normally, he would offer his shirt to his mate, but he didn't want to impede her shift any more than necessary. The split second it took for them to rip clothes from their bodies could end up costing a life.
    There was another rustle. This time he could tell the sound came from behind him.
    He moved his hands up and unhooked her bra. His sensual touch from earlier was replaced with pragmatism; this way Trinity would have an extra second to try to successfully get some help.
    The rustling drew closer. If he waited any longer, it might be too late. It was time to act.
    He whispered, "On three, shift and run. One, two, three!"
    Trinity dashed away and he turned as her body started to morph into her cougar form. It'd been months since he'd seen her beautiful tan fur, but he'd drink in her lovely cat form later. Just as he turned to face the threat, three gray wolves rushed out of the trees.
    What the hell? The local wolf-shifter clan—GreyFire—always steered clear of