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least a
foot below him, which made her just over five feet. Odd size for sure
considering all the female felines they knew were somewhat taller
than the average human woman.
    Warm
gold hair with black streaks intertwined brushed the tops of her
shoulders. It had been as soft as silk to his touch, a sensation he
knew would be burned into his memory forever. Her face was pale—too
pale—and he noticed a faint trace of dark circles under her
eyes. His little jaguar had reached the peak of heat with no relief
and the strain was wearing her down.
    Trent
took a step in her direction and she scrambled backward. Skittish now
too.
    “ Leave
her alone, Trent.”
    “ Me?
I’m not the one who was on the floor about to fuck her.”
The husky tone of his brother’s voice let him know exactly what
Trent had on his mind.
    “ No
one is fucking,” she cried.
    “ Could
have fooled me.”
    Trent
was not helping the situation. “Look, let’s all take a
breath here. We don’t even know your name, but it’s
obvious you’re in heat and in distress. I really was only
intending to offer food and drink. Trent here is an amazing cook and
I bet he could find something here to turn into a decent meal. When
was the last time you ate?”
    She
shrugged.
    “ Trent,
what do you say. Maybe some of your famous chili? It looks like the
little jaguar could use some warming up.”
    “ Jaguar?”
    “ Yeah.
The hair coloring is a dead giveaway. Am I right?”
    The
little cat stared him down. The scent of anger mingled with her
arousal creating a potent combination for both he and Trent. There
was no way any of them would make it through the night like this.
    “ What’s
a jaguar doing this far north? Honey, you’re going to stand out
like a sore thumb in these parts. We’ve got nothing but
cougars, bobcats and the occasional fox.”
    “ Name’s
not honey,” she hissed at Trent.
    Seth
bit back a smile he doubted she’d appreciate at the moment. Her
liked her sass though. It made his dick even harder. As it was, he
expected his jeans to give way any second. The imprint of her lips on
his still lingered and her taste threatened his sanity. Sure, a
feline in heat did crazy things to a man’s body but this felt
like more. Not once before now had he had the urge to overpower a
woman’s protests and sink his dick into the sweet heat he
scented from between her thighs. There was seriously something
different about this one and it unsettled him. Jaguars didn’t
belong here.
    “ If
you don’t like honey, then what is your name?” Seth
asked.
    She
stared at first him and then his brother before returning her gaze to
his. “Daisy,” she whispered.
    “ Excuse
me?”
    Seth
had heard her just fine and no matter how hard he tried not to, a
huge smile broke across his face.
    In
response she stared daggers at him. “Don’t even go there.
Sweet little Daisy, I know. I’ve already heard every joke,
every crack or anything else you can think of. So laugh it up.”
    “ I’m
not laughing. I like it.”
    Daisy
scrambled to her feet and turned to the fire. “Whatever.”
    Trent
chuckled. “She’s feisty. I like her.”
    “ She
is not a toy for two brothers. So forget about it.” Daisy
smarted off.
    Seth
took two strides and grabbed the wild cat by the shoulders, turning
her to face him. “You make a lot of unfair assumptions for
someone who just attacked me. If my brother hadn’t interrupted,
would you have stopped? Or would I be buried balls deep in your sweet
pussy right now?”
    Daisy
shuddered underneath his hands.
    Seth
softened. “You’re cold and your clothes are wet from the
snow. Go and change and we’ll fix some food. It might help.”
    She
nodded without saying a word and headed to the back of the cabin and
the only bedroom in the small structure. While he and Trent had
sleeping bags with their gear, with any luck neither of them would
need one tonight. Her pain scented extreme. If nothing was done to
ease her, no one would sleep