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“We
are
a team.” Adar gazed down at the female he couldn’t live without. “And we’ve always belonged together. You simply didn’t know it.”

Her face flushed an endearing pink. “My body knew it.”

As does mine
. Adar’s cock hardened. “Before this night ends, all of you will know it.” He swung her into his arms, and she squealed, kicking her legs, and clutching his shoulders. “We’re leaving.”

* * *

Jeanine reclined on the limousine’s black leather seat, her mind spinning and her body aroused. “Shouldn’t you be attending your own party?” She shamelessly spread her legs, allowing Adar to stroke up her thighs, his coarse hands sliding under the hem of her dress. The partition behind the driver’s seat had been lowered, granting them the illusion of privacy, creating a moving oasis inhabited by the two of them.

“I should be here with you.” Adar grazed her soft folds with his fingertips, and she twitched, the ecstasy too intense, too right. “You’re dripping for me, mate,” he rumbled, his grim lips curled into a smug smile. “Is all of this sweet cream for me?” He swept his fingers up and down, up and down her pussy.

“Yes, it’s all for you, Adar.” She rested her head on the seat back, trusting him with her body, her heart, and her soul. “It has always been for you.” Only he made her this wet, needy, longing to be filled. Jeanine lifted into his hand, impatient for more.

“Which is why the cub still lives.” Adar sank to his knees before her and flipped her skirt up. He perused her thoroughly, leisurely, with his unblinking cat eyes. “This pussy is mine.” He cupped her mons, pressing the heel of his hand against her clit, the pressure exquisite.

“Yours,” Jeanine moaned, wiggling her ass.

“Mine.” He opened her wider with his fingers and skimmed her clit with his thumbs, ratcheting Jeanine’s desire higher. “You smell delicious, kitten.” He extended his tongue, and she shook, anticipating his touch.

He swept her from ass to clit with the flat of his tongue. “Adar,” she cried, bucking, unable to control her body.

“Hmmm… You taste even better than you smell.” He laved her pussy, dipping his tongue into every crevice, exploring her, feasting upon her, and she dug her fingernails into the limousine seat, struggling not to come. The trembling in her thighs intensified.

He cupped her bare ass, his claws pricking her skin, as he licked and nibbled upon her. Spots decorated his forehead, blending into his short black hair, his animal prowling close to the surface.
I do that to him
. Jeanine gazed at Adar, need winding tighter around her.
I bring out the beast in this powerful male
.

He pushed his tongue into her, and she arched, grasping his head, pressing her fingertips into his scalp, needing to clasp him -- her constant, her safety in a world of risk. “Please,” she moaned.

Adar’s gaze met hers, his eyes glittering with a wild savagery, a primitive possessiveness that stole Jeanine’s breath. A rumble rolled up his suit-clad chest, and he drove forward, surging deeper.

“Yes.” She tilted her hips, giving him access to everything, to all of her. He thrust mercilessly into her, skimming his flesh along her inner walls, using his tongue as he would use his cock, filling her again and again, his nose rubbing against her clit.

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” Jeanine rode her lover’s face, raising into each stroke, smacking her folds against his firm, hard lips, smattering his scarred cheeks with her juices, branding him with her scent. He growled, sucking, thrusting, devouring her wetness, his wildness dangling her over the razor-sharp edge of fulfillment.

“Adar.” She dug red crescent moons into his scalp with her fingernails, holding onto him for dear life, her body rocked with bone-deep tremors. “I need…”

Adar fastened his mouth over her clit and sucked hard. The contact severed Jeanine’s fragile grip on reality, and she screamed, flinging her body upward, driving her hips into Adar’s face. He caught her as she plummeted down, down, down into the sexual abyss, a vortex of color and sensation swirling around her.

“Adar,” she murmured, her world gradually leveling.

“Kitten.” He licked her clean, flipped the hem of her skirt back down, and rejoined her on the limousine’s backseat. The leather dipped under his weight, and her body slid against his, his heat and hard muscle comforting. “Where do you belong?”

Jeanine rested her head on his shoulder. “Here, with you.” She covered her mouth with her hand as she yawned -- dazed, light-headed, and thoroughly sated. “I love you, Adar.” The words slipped out before she could censor them, and Jeanine stiffened, alarmed by her confession. “I didn’t mean --”

Adar pressed his index finger over her lips, stopping her retraction. “Yes, you did.” He kissed her forehead. “Now, sleep.” He cuddled her closer. “I’ll protect you.”

He’ll protect me
. Adar’s heart beat under Jeanine’s ear, his breath wafted on her neck, and his musk enveloped her. She closed her eyes, achingly aware that the words she wanted to hear hadn’t been said.

Chapter Three

 

Adar sat on the damn uncomfortable lobby guest chair, papers laid on the glass coffee table before him, a contract requiring his perusal and signature. The tablet and phone beside him provided a link to his management team, communications he supplemented with after hour meetings.

With Jeanine by my side
. He glanced at his female, his constant companion. She maintained her post, typing a report for Leone Media, her fingers dancing over the keys, a smile on her beautiful face.

Adar breathed in, smelling hot, willing female, and his cock twitched, his need for her insatiable. If it hadn’t been for his mate’s admirable sense of duty, he would have spent the entire week solidifying the bond between them, coaxing another “I love you” from her red lips. “It’s time for a break,” he announced.

Her cheeks turned pink. “I wish.” She sighed. “We have another hour.”

“I won’t last another hour,” Adar grumbled, this week’s sacrifices made for Jeanine, not for Royce and Leone Media. “And I wouldn’t have to last for another hour if you worked for me.”

Jeanine’s head turned, and her gaze met his. “You want me to work for you?” Her voice lilted with excitement, her face becoming animated. “But I thought Sue was doing a good job. She seems very capable.”

“Sue is our receptionist. I want you to be my assistant,” Adar clarified.

Jeanine widened her brilliant green eyes. “You want… you want me to work inside the office?” she whispered. “With everyone else?”

“With me.”
Fuck everyone else
. Adar frowned, fed up with sharing his mate.

“I’d work with you inside the office,” Jeanine crowed, clasping her hands together. “I could attend birthday parties and retirement parties and baby showers --”

“We don’t have that many parties,” he advised, wondering what type of firm Royce was running with his financing. “You would mostly work.”

“Inside the office.” Her face glowed. “I could take coffee breaks whenever I wanted. Use the bathroom whenever I wanted.”

“Fuck me whenever you wanted,” Adar added smugly. “We wouldn’t have to wait for another hour.”

“Adar!” Jeanine glanced at the entrance to the office, his mate overly concerned with following some unwritten rules she’d somehow formed about business propriety.

Fuck propriety. Fuck Royce. And fuck waiting
. “Draft your resignation letter, kitten. You’re working for the big, bad cat now.” Adar grinned, pleased with the solution. “I --”

The front door opened, and a strange scent hit him.
Wolf
.

“Get down!” Adar leaped toward his mate, shifting as he moved. His clothes shredded, fur covered his skin, his arms extended, a tail protruded from his ass. Jeanine screamed, the gut-wrenching sound paining his sensitive ears, echoing in his head.

Adar collided with the wolf in midair, and they tumbled to the hard floor. He clawed the big male’s shoulder and ripped at his exposed throat with his teeth. Warm blood filled Adar’s mouth, coating his tongue, exciting his vicious cat. The wolf kicked once, twice, three times and stilled.

“Adar!” Jeanine screamed a warning.

He spun on his hind legs, having no time to ponder his kill. Four large wolves approached the reception desk. The beasts threatened his mate. A red-hot rage rose in Adar’s chest, acid burning the back of his throat.

Adar repositioned quickly, placing his long body in front of Jeanine, preparing to protect her with his life.
I can’t move from here
. He scanned his territory.
I can’t hide in the shadows
. He faced the daunting task of defeating four wolves alone, his fighting techniques severely limited.

A black metal stapler whizzed through the air and struck the largest wolf. It bounced off the shifter’s scarred forehead and clattered to the floor.

I’m not completely alone
. Adar twitched his tail, both his cat and human approving of his kitten’s resourcefulness.

He paced before his mate as the wolves growled and barked, arguing among themselves. Adar coiled his muscles, lowering his body. A coffee cup cracked against a wolf’s shoulder, and the beast yelped, jumping back, exposing the wolf beside him.

Adar sprang forward. The wolf swung his head, and Adar twisted his body. Jaws snapped and teeth grazed his left front leg, leaving a trail of pain, the air scented with his blood. He raked his claws over the wolf’s face, slicing an eye open, blinding the beast. The wolf whined, retreating as his two pack mates surged toward Adar.

Fuck
. Adar hissed and swatted wildly, fighting for his life, fighting for his mate’s life.
I can’t fail her
. Pens pelted wolf fur, sticking into tough hide, each barrage accompanied by a flurry of colorful curses.

My mate
. Claws and teeth shredded Adar’s fur, the agony blurring into a numbness.
Fight
. He slashed a wolf’s throat with his teeth, and another wolf took his place.

Roars rocked the small space, the floor shook, and the wolf was gone. A lion, Royce, flung the wolf over his shoulder. The wolf slammed against the wall and twitched.

A second lion, Tanner, the cub, barreled into the wolf on Adar’s right. The third Leone brother, Dirk, joined the fray. Adar staggered backward as the three lions easily tangled with the remaining wolves. Blackness edged Adar’s vision, his wounds closing slowly, the blood loss weakening him.

“Adar.” Jeanine hugged his neck, burying her face in his fur. He rumbled his discontentment, his fragile human mate foolishly putting herself in danger. “I thought I had lost you.”

Adar’s legs collapsed, and he sank to the floor. Jeanine cradled his head in her lap, her musky female scent comforting him. He stared up at her, too injured to shift, wishing he’d told her he loved her.
I do love her
.

“You protected me.” She gently petted his sensitive whiskers and pressed kisses on his forehead. “I love you, Adar.” He licked the wet trails streaking down her cheeks, tasting her relief, her concern for him, her love.

The stench of lion intensified. Adar twitched his nose.

Royce, in human form, crouched near him, his forehead wrinkled. “He’ll have a few more scars, but he’ll live.” The lion shifter rested his hand on Jeanine’s shoulder.

My mate’s shoulder
. Adar growled.

Royce removed his hand. “You’re a controlling bastard, Adar.” He grinned. “Thank you for protecting Leone Media. Although I suspect you didn’t risk your life for the company.”

I risked my life for my mate
. Adar nudged Jeanine’s arm with his head.

“Jeanine.” Royce looked down at Adar’s female. “We’re hiring a temp to cover reception. Take some time off and care for your cat.”

“I won’t be coming back to Leone Media.” Jeanine stroked Adar, and he purred, her touch divine. “Adar asked me to work for him.” She rubbed her fingers, and her scent, into his fur, and he flicked his tail against the floor. “Inside the office, as his assistant.”

“That’s a good position… for both of you.” Royce chuckled. “There will be no more ornery leopards in my lobby. Concentrate on healing, Adar.”

I’d rather concentrate on my female
. Adar licked his blood off Jeanine’s fingers.

Chapter Four

 

Jeanine strode into Adar’s office, the Tiger Tech file folder in her hands. “We have five minutes before your next meeting.” She stopped, his black leather chair empty, his mahogany desk clear.

The door swung closed behind her. “Then we have no time to waste.” Adar turned the lock with a decisive click, his eyes gleaming. “Bend over and place your hands on the desk, kitten.”

A tremor ran through her, and her nipples tightened, the taut peaks straining against the soft silk of her blouse. Jeanine set the file folder carefully on the desk and complied with her boss’s orders, laying her cheek on the cool wooden surface, her ass sticking in the air, her body exposed, open to him.

He stalked behind her, his shoes silent on the carpet, and he ran his hands up her thighs, raising the hem of her skirt. Cool air wafted against her ass, panties deemed unnecessary in the office.

“Wider.” Adar kicked her feet apart, widening her stance, his dominance exciting her. She was in his territory now, at his mercy, and her leopard mate had no mercy, the big cat known for his ruthlessness.

“Beautiful,” he purred. Jeanine quivered as he stroked his rough index finger along her folds. “You’re dripping for me, mate.” Adar caressed her, drawing more moisture from her primed body. His cologne filled her nostrils and his body heat warmed her, her senses under his seductive siege. “If we had ten minutes, I’d suck you dry.”

“We don’t have ten minutes.” Jeanine sighed, undulating on the desk, as her boss played with her pussy. His fingers danced over her clit and circled her entrance, teasing her, tormenting her. It was his right. Between nine and five, he owned her body. He owned her.

And she loved him for it. Adar pushed his finger inside her, skimmed along her inner walls, and she panted, struggling to contain her arousal, aware that her new coworkers sat directly outside their CEO’s office.

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