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tigress, either. Her human side was interested as well. Kendra’s human side wanted to get to know Cyrus, whereas her tigress wanted to ravish him. She felt her tigress purr her pleasure.
    Bring up the lights. Please bring up the lights.
    As if reading her thoughts, the bright spotlights came up, erasing the crowd from her view. All she heard now was their chatter and heavy breathing as the music started. It was a slow song, exactly the kind she had requested. And Kendra knew what she needed to do. She may have been new to pole dancing, but dancing was something Kendra could handle. She slunk across the floor in the hip hugging outfit. She wore a pair of kitten ears, but she knew all the attention was on her golden-brown curves as she swayed her body to the music. She moved across the dance floor in time with the beat, her breasts heaving, her tigress clawing beneath her skin as she swung her hips.
    Ironic that s he was trying to get away from her heat and she found herself in a room full of tiger shifters, with the express purpose of turning them on. No problem. It wouldn’t take much with this crowd. She grabbed hold of the brass pole, the shiny metal cool from the air conditioning, and slowly swung her body around it. Kendra may have had some extra flesh on her bones, but it didn’t mean she wasn’t graceful, and from the moment she touched the pole, she felt a new life enter her nervous limbs. She let her head fall back as her body twisted languorously around the pole, the bright lights dazzling her eyes from above. Then, she pressed her back to the pole and slid down, splitting her legs open wide.
    Catcalls echoed through the space.
    “You go, baby!”
    “Rarhh!”
    Kendra relaxed into the attention. After all, she had three burly bouncers to protect her, and then she had him—Cyrus. Somehow she just knew he wouldn’t let any harm come to her. The lights lowere d, a nd she saw Cyrus, staring her down, watching her every move. She met his eyes with her own, well aware that there would be a glow in her look, because she saw the glow in his. Just seeing him had caused her heat to flare up within her. Even as she danced, she could tell her pussy was damp with need. Her essence dripped down her inner thigh. Would the shifters in the audience be able to scent it?
    “Heat it up, baby!” someone cried out from the crowd.
    Yes. Of course they could scent it. It was obvious from their heavy breathing. Kendra knew she needed to get herself under control or there’d be an incident. The name of the game, after all, was to tease these guys, not drive their animals out into the open. A bar brimming with fully shifted tigers would be chaos.
    In an effort to concentrate, Kendra locked eyes with Cyrus as she crawled across the floor on all fours. Bad idea. Just the sight of him caused her nipples to harden. If she wanted to play down her heat, this wasn’t the way to do it. She clawed at the air with a meow and stood, swinging her hips in a wide arc. Time to start the stripping part, Kendra figured. She pulled her gold lame blouse open, revealing the tiger-print bra beneath.
    “Yeah, baby!” one of the shifters shouted.
    She tossed the flimsy garment into the crowd. Two shifters fought over it. She knew they wanted to scent it, and she couldn’t deny that her own animal wanted them to. It was her heat. It reduced everything to the lowest common denominator. The need to mate was all that mattered. She was pretty sure the two shifters fighting over her blouse had lost control of themselves, but she was not inclined to do anything about it. What could she do? Nature needed to run its course.
    Kendra sashayed back to the pole and grasped it with two hands, wrapping her legs around it. Should she try a spin? Her aching pussy said yes. Anything to take her attention off her inner turmoil. She locked her thighs tight around the pole and spun herself around. Yes, it did squelch the ache between her thighs, at least momentarily. The