As alpha of the feline shifters, Demir is in charge or so he thinks. He didn't anticipate his second-in-command would press him to the limit while pushing all his buttons with her hot, fiery temper. Not only must he battle the enemy, but also his desire to claim her as his mate.
Falling in love with the irresistible and sexy Pride leader isn't something Aramie planned, but when she sets out on a solo mission for revenge and he chases after her she must fight her yearning for him even as she longs to pull him close.
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Aramie's attacker pinned her to the forest floor, his body covering her in an instant. Instinct kicked in and she lashed out with her feet. Her claws raked down skin.
The pressure in her lungs finally relented, and she took a large breath. Musk and incense. The familiar essence made her heart skip a beat. Demir.
A deep male growl reverberated into her chest.
His feline nose nuzzled against her ear, his breath tickling the fine hairs. With a low growl, he nipped the back of her neck. The dominant display was his right as Pride leader, but the sensual nature of it sent tendrils of excitement through her body. She responded against her will, secreting her unique strawberry scent.
His muscles tensed, becoming rigid. His own pheromones filled the air in response to hers. The growl he emitted was deep and sensuous. With deliberate movements, he rubbed his whiskers against her cheek, marking her with his scent.
Her pulse raced. She didn't want this. The urge to break free, to get away from him drove all her thoughts, and she changed into human form. Adrenaline surged through her body, and she pushed against him with all her might, but she couldn't break his hold.
When she'd changed, he'd done the same. "Stop. I won't hurt you."
She fought him all the more. Twisting and turning, she managed to get her knees underneath her. He used her momentum to flip her over, and then engulfed her in his arms.
She pushed against his biceps bulging beneath his black T-shirt. His strength overwhelmed her, and she had a conflicting desire to bite him on the shoulder, both to cause him pain and to mark him in her own way. The contradictory yearning made her cry out in frustration.
He pulled her tighter, closing the distance between them. "Relax, Aramie, relax." He practically purred her name.
The vibration rattled over the skin on her back, tickling her bottom. She couldn't stop her body's natural shiver.
"Please, let me go." Even as she said the words, the deepest part of her didn't want him to ever let her go.
He glanced at her mouth, and his pupils dilated. The memory of his kiss raced through her mind. Unbidden, her tongue slid over her bottom lip, moistening it.