Prey

by Kassanna

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  Nae swallowed, she could still see the lion in his eyes. The animal watched her with carnal curiosity. She knew what he said was true. Had she really wanted to leave? She would have found a way and been gone long before his people showed up. She couldn’t even run when he did the changing thing in front of her. When she saw him struggling, her first instinct was to help.

  She slid her palms up the planes of his chest. What did Shay like to quote? In for a penny, in for a pound. She sighed. Shay was going to kill her. Cupping his jaw, she slid a hand around his head and threaded her fingers through his hair.

  She pulled his head down to hers and reached up to press her lips to his. He traced his fingers over her shoulders and skimmed his knuckles down her side. El cupped her butt cheeks hefting her up. She wrapped her legs around his thighs and brushed her mouth against the scruff on his chin. She hit the back wall with a thump, and he pinned her with his body. He pushed his hands under her shirt and burrowed under her bra to grope her breasts. Her nipples tautened under his caress. El fitted his dick at the zenith of her thighs.

  The idea that she was probably building off her first colossal mistake flitted through her mind. However, when she was in El’s presence, she simply couldn’t find a reason to care. She focused on him and the things he was doing to her body.

  Nae trailed her digits down his back and shoved them into his waistband. His tattered jeans fell away and she dug her nails into his bare ass. He growled low in his throat. The sound reverberated through her as she pressed her tongue in his mouth.

  “Goddess, but I got enough of seeing your bare ass when you were a cub. I see you’re all right.” It was the voice from the older man she’d met last night.

  El angled his head and broke the kiss. He looked over his shoulder. His tone was gruff. “Gunter, I don’t know what you’re doing here, but you need to leave.”

  “I have intel, and we need to talk.”

  She raised her head and stared over El’s shoulder, watching the older man turn and stroll down the hall.

  El groaned. He pulled his hands from under her shirt and moved back.

  She slid her legs down to stand. “Be honest with me El, what exactly is happening here?

  He trailed his fingers down her cheek. “I am Chieftain of the Toevlucht Pride. We emigrated from Africa over eighteen years ago. I’ve claimed you as my mate, which now makes you the highest ranking female in the pride. Everything else is a formality that I’ll explain later. Right now, I have duties I must attend too.” His smirk was wicked. “But since my woman stripped me first, I have to get dressed. Later I’ll take you to get your SUV.”

  “But—”

  He pressed a finger to her lips. “We’ll figure it out. You have my word.”

  Nae pushed his hand away, “I’m being punked! That’s it right.”

  He shook his head, and his hair brushed his shoulders. “Goddess, but I hope our cubs have your sense of humor.” El bent and pulled his pants up before reaching out and placed his finger under her chin to close her mouth.