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right now was to see Mr. O’Connell’s package. In a blink the pants were unsnapped, the zipper lowered. Good lord, the man wasn’t wearing anything beneath the woven cotton.
    That only made her prize easier to get to.
    Alex nudged the waist of his jeans and they slid easily over his hips to fall to his ankles.
    His dick… Oh, damn… His cock was long and thick, definitely looked as if he could fill her to the hilt, and then some. Pre-cum had already formed at the tip, and she wondered if the pearly drop of fluid would carry the same cinnamon-citrus flavor. She ached to lean forward and taste him.
    He wrapped a hand around his shaft, stroked himself from root to tip and back again, repeating the gesture as she watched intently, forcing more of his seed to gather over his small slit. “See something you want, Maya?”
    She nodded, not trusting herself to speak.
    “Maybe after I’ve had you a few times.”
    She risked a glance at his face, and if he didn’t look like he wanted to eat her alive, she’d demand a sample now. But those eyes were flickering between a fiery gold to nearly black, and it looked as if his face had more than the five o’clock shadow she’d seen earlier. Golden fur now peppered his cheeks.
    Alex took a step toward her and stumbled, falling on top of her, and she let out a squeak in response to the sudden weight holding her down.
    He, of course, growled. It seemed that her soon-to-be lover was a growler. She wanted to make him roar…
    Giggling, she couldn’t help but nudge him from her body, work at getting him to stand once again. “Alex? I think you forgot something,” she stated, continuing to laugh.
    He glared and cursed low before he crawled off of her, sitting back on the mattress to yank off his boots. She thought she heard him mutter something about mates asking for spankings.
    Maybe he’d meant bedmates…
    While he was busy with his clothing, she wiggled on the bed and yanked off the remnants of her dress, before reaching for her shoes. Of course, she didn’t even get a chance to touch them.
    A furry hand grasped her wrist and she stared into a pair of narrowed eyes. “The shoes stay.”
    He was looking more and more like his inner beast, the closer he came to fucking her. Oh, well. She supposed his well-defined muscles, along with his ridiculous hotness, could easily make up for a little extra body hair.
    As for her, she was totally into a new category of slutiness—a fur loving slut. Hm… Did she still consider him to be just a one-night stand, or something else? Did she want him to be her lover? Perhaps, at least, lover-esque?
    She wasn’t sure. It didn’t seem all that plausible that they’d get together past tonight. Why would they? No. Not even if her clit twitched and pulsed at the idea of spending more time with this lion, this hunky-as-hell Alex. But at the same time, she couldn’t deny that this new acquaintance of hers was really getting under her skin…in the best of ways.
    Now completely naked, her new lover turned his attention to her, shoving his way between her thighs, chasing her up to the head of the bed as she scrambled to keep up with him.
     
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    Alex’s lion couldn’t decide between diving back between her thighs for another taste or pushing his rock-hard cock into her silken heat, and claiming her as his.
    Spread before him and still wearing her shoes, Maya was naked, showing him a sea of pale curves, and all he wanted to do was to lick and nibble every inch of her, discover her darkest secrets, and then ferret out even more, until he knew everything about her.
    He palmed his cock, moved across the mattress on his knees, shifting their bodies until she was positioned exactly as he desired. Her golden-blonde hair spread across his pillows, his goddess rested against the soft surface of his bed, her knees bent and feet planted on the comforter, giving him a perfect view of her pretty, pink pussy.
    Kneeling between her thighs Alex stared at