Rebel Kato (Shifters of the Primus Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page B

face grows thoughtful, as if he had never thought about what he enjoys doing before and is only now discovering the answers. “I also enjoy shifting into my primal form and racing through the city. No sensation but the wind against my face and the concentration required to keep from falling. I feel pure in those moments.”
    Shifting into his. . . What?
    “And,” he continues. “Right now I am enjoying the sight of my woman from the stars.”
    My woman. I admit liking the way that sounds coming from him. I like it a lot. Still, a small part of me wants to remind him that I’m not a thing to be had, that I have a name other than woman or female. Even if that part of me seems to be be getting smaller by the minute.
    Kato stands suddenly. “The day has been long and I wish to retire. You will share my bed. I have clothes that should be fitting prepared for you. Follow me.”
    Share his bed? I almost protest but remember what is riding on this. Hundreds of thousands of people. Hell, an entire species faces extinction if I piss this guy off. Will it kill me to sleep in the same bed?
    We reach his bedroom, which is dominated by a huge bed that is at least ten times the size of my cot back on The Hope .
    He gestures to the clothes on the bed. “You will wear these for sleep.”
    I look at the “clothes”. There’s something that looks like a thong, except it’s what I guess you’d call a double thong. Okay, it’s basically a strand of fabric that would run from front to back and a thin waistband to hold it on. The top is a translucent gown. “Do you have anything a little more modest?” I ask.
    He raises an eyebrow at me. “Do you refuse my hospitality?”
    “It’s not that. It’s just, well. . . Nevermind. This is okay,” I say. I’ll just wait until he turns off the lights and make sure I stay under the covers.
    “Good,” he says. He turns and strips off his shirt. His back is broad and tattooed in black, reflective ink. It catches the flecks of brilliant gold in his skin and I find myself leaning closer to get a better look. His body is rippled and carved with muscles I don’t think we even have names for. Then he strips off his belt and drops his pants in a single motion.
    Okay. If I was judging the parts of his body for a competition, his ass just made a strong case for first place. Gold medal.
    Kato looks over his shoulder once and I can see just the tip of his cock from the side. It’s gold too. That answers that question. He smirks at me and then walks behind a frosted glass door and begins to shower.
    I quickly changed into the “clothes” he left for me and winced at the immediate all-over wedgie the underwear gave me and then slipped into the bed, blushing like crazy. I’d like to say I didn’t sit there watching the entire time, but that’s exactly what I did. The glass was somewhat opaque, but I could easily see his silhouette and the outline of his cock and the roundness of his ass.
    I felt my pussy throbbing and getting hotter and wetter by the minute. I decided that if I didn’t do something, I was going to be too horny to make logical decisions. So I slid my thong-thing down and started rubbing my pussy while I watched him shower. I thought of the way his eyes looked when they first met mine on the shuttle, as if he was drinking me in. I thought of the scent that follows him, indescribable but powerful and alluring. I imagined him above me, his strong arms corded with muscle as he presses himself into me again and again. I thought of what his face would look like with its hardness softened by pleasure, of what his huge cock would feel like inside me, filling me until I couldn’t be filled anymore, his hot breath against my neck as he fills me with his seed.
    I cry out as my body shakes with orgasm. I feel my pussy clenching, milking his imaginary cock for all it was worth. Then I cover my mouth in embarrassment
    Did I just moan out loud?
    A few minutes later, the shower shuts off and