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start. She
locked her legs behind him. He jerked her forward against his
erection and sucked her earlobe between his lips. He bit down, and
her nipples hardened to points, pressing into the cotton cups of
her bra. A series of escalating moans harmonized with the roar of
the bike as he gunned the engine.
    She folded her arms around his neck,
past the point of caring that he was her bounty; the man she’d
hunted across eight states. Nae flexed her pelvis, sliding her
cleft against his erection. Hell, she could handcuff him to the bed
when they were through.
    He leaned back, and she followed his
movements. His motorcycle hurled them into the night like a rocket.
Wind buffeted her back and blew strands of her hair around their
faces. He gathered the tresses in a fist and took a tight turn
throwing her forward. His laugh reverberated through her bust. From
her vantage point, it appeared as if the moon was following them,
until the white lines disappeared in to the darkness. She tangled
her fingers into the liquid silk of his hair and gripped handfuls
of locks at the roots. He growled, and she tugged again. His thighs
flexed, and they moved faster through the night.
    She would pay for her indiscretion,
she was sure of it. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. At
the moment, she really didn’t give a damn.
     
    ***
     
    El throttled the bike and shifted
gears, hugging the curves of the deserted road as they climbed to a
higher elevation. He hadn’t been sure where he would take her, and
then inspiration struck. Table rock was the perfect place to slake
his thirst for the hot female. Then, maybe they could get to
whatever issues brought her into his territory.
    He was known through the shifter
nations, and his disregard for human life was fairly well
documented. Someone had sent this unsuspecting woman into his
lion’s den. She tugged at his head, and he couldn’t call back the
growl erupting through his lips. She seemed to take pleasure in his
warning and yanked again. His incisors lengthened and sharp teeth
filled his mouth digging into his gums. He found her lack of fear
exhilarating. Hell, he’d made hard men cry as they pissed on
themselves in fear.
    But, he was no longer in
South Africa standing with his brothers, protecting vulnerable
villagers and their homes from ruthless men determined to take
their land. The long lasting symbiotic relationship his pride had
with the tribes slowly disappeared. Younger tribal members sold
their parents parcels of land from under the older generations and
started hunting his brethren for profit. After the genocide, he had
no reason to trust humans. They had lost respect for his people and
he saw no reason to continue to protect them. Seeing his clansmen
die and the cubs lose their mothers made him seek out a better
place for his tribe. He led his pride to a new country where they could live
without worry. Maintaining a low key lifestyle was the
goal.
    He stared at the long column of his
soon-to-be-lover’s throat and tapped down the hunger to claim her
right then. The motorcycle wobbled from his distraction. Her arms
tightened around his neck. Where the hell did that idea come from?
She was there to satisfy an itch, nothing more.
    Something was off, he was meticulous
about who he did business with after the slaughter of his clansmen.
He called in all debts owed and carefully evacuated the remaining
members of his pride to Oregon. The only ones left behind were
those who chose to stay, a handful at most, including his brother
Ellory. His sibling had a misplaced sense of justice. Ellory wanted
to seek revenge and wipe out the people who’d brought death to
their race. But, not El; he’d seen the writing on the wall. With
the humans outnumbering them five to one, it would’ve been a futile
endeavor. He heeded Gunter’s warning and sought a way to pull his
people out of harm’s way.
    As chief, it was paramount to save as
many pride members as he could. They’d left years ago,