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  Jen stiffened when he played with her anus. “Cyeon…”

  “Has he fucked you here before?”

  “No…I—”

  “Has anyone fucked you in the ass before?”

  “No! I—”

  “My lucky day,” he interjected. “Your ass cherry is mine.”

  “But, Cyeon, I’m—”

  “Shush,” he cooed. His eyes looked even more luminous. “It’s going to be good, babe. Trust me. I promise you nothing but pleasure.”

  She whimpered, unsure about what he said. In all the twenty-four years of her life, her sexscapades were practically non-existent until she’d met Seth, and even then, it was vanilla. Bland vanilla. Seth wasn’t really into sex and neither was she. But this man, a beautiful stranger she barely knew, seemed to be the purveyor of carnal delight. And the worst part was she was excited by everything he had yet to show her.

  “Cyeon…”

  “Watch me. Tell me this isn’t good.” Cyeon rubbed her perineum with the tip of his finger, oiling her with her own juices.

  “Ohhh.” She went wide-eyed with pleasure. That part of her body felt so sensitive. What he was doing felt surprisingly good.

  She caught him watching for her reaction. “Like it? I thought so. Now relax.” He pushed a finger into her ass.

  “I…” Jen heaved. Her sphincter tightened from the intrusion.

  “Relax, I said. Nothing to be afraid of. Trust me.”

  She tried. But her body reacted on instinct. She was an anal virgin. The whole thing felt downright outrageous. So dirty. So lewd. So…

  “Oh fuck…” she moaned, unable to believe how good it felt. Cyeon burrowed his finger into her forbidden channel and stroked her slowly. In and out. Gentle but sure.

  Her anus clenched hard.

  “Good, isn’t it?”

  “I…yes.”

  “Mmm.” Cyeon slipped in a second finger. “Now I want you to open for me. My cock is much bigger than my finger, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

  A mournful moan escaped her throat. The pressure in her nether orifice thickened. The rings of her muscles felt stretched and violated in a good, perverted kind of way. Who thought forbidden things felt this pleasurable?

  Cyeon made scissoring motions, stretching her ass as if preparing her to accept a bigger object. His cock. The very thought sent delicious thrills throughout her body.

  Cyeon leaned down and kissed her until she relaxed, and grew accustomed to his fingers. She loved what he was doing. Excited for what would come next.

  He nibbled her lower lip and withdrew his fingers. Her heart danced again. He grabbed his cock and positioned the crown on her anus, his blunt tip kissing her. Cyeon growled and thrust in. She quickly fisted his hair, whimpering.

  “Look at me, babe, when I’m taking you.”

  She obeyed.

  Cyeon kissed her. “Good girl. Bear with me. You might feel a bit of pressure…”

  A bit? She felt as if she had been split in half when Cyeon shoved his hard cock into her ass. He groaned, inhumanly, driving himself all the way in until he hit home.

  “Cyeon…”

  “Yes, babe? Is it too much?”

  She wanted to say it was too much. But before the words left her mouth, she changed her mind. Cyeon pulled and pushed, fucking her in slow thrusts. The impact rendered her speechless. The pleasure was unbelievable. Her pussy contracted, feeling needy and neglected. A gush of her juices escaped her.

  “No,” she croaked. “I…”

  “Good?”

  She nodded vigorously.

  “Oh good. You feel fucking unbelievable. I don’t think I can go slowly anymore.”

  Cyeon cursed. He sped up. “I need…fuck. Jesus, babe. I’d go mad if I don’t…”

  Jen whimpered again as Cyeon ambushed her with a kiss. She wrapped her legs around his waist as his thrusts became faster and harder. He wasn’t trying to be gentle as before. New fire burst within her.

  “Tell me you love it,” Cyeon rasped between his kisses. “’Cause you feel so fucking good.”

  She was breathless. “I love it.”

  He growled. “Tell me you want it hard.”

  “Fuck me hard.” She gulped a lungful of air. He had stretched her beyond the impossible. “Please.”

  “Jesus.” Cyeon battered her with short, rapid thrusts. “Baby, you’re driving me insane…”

  She lost her breath again. The pleasure became too much to handle. His savage thrusts were relentless, wiping her mind blank. She found herself tethered at the edge of another orgasm. Her heart hammered in her throat. She was so close…

  “Cyeon… I’m…”

  “Not yet, babe. A little more. We’ll come together. I’m…” Cyeon growled again.

  His face a mask of ecstasy. “Shit. Unbelievable…”

  She tried to stave off her climax, but she didn’t think she could hold off any longer. Every fiber of her being screamed with need. Cyeon fucked her harder. Faster. It was madness. She lost her mind, the urge to come was overwhelming. He cooed for her to hold on and plunged two fingers into her pussy, stroking her with the same fierceness as he fucked her ass.

  Jen exploded in an instant. Fireworks burst before her eyes, sending her reeling into oblivion. She soared free. Her ass milked his shaft in waves of electrified spasms.

  Her pussy clenched around his cream-laden fingers. Her climax was beyond explosive, it was a mind-blowing rapture.

  Cyeon shouted, pumping another dozen thrusts before he stilled, ejaculating.

  Warm liquid flooded her ass. She felt his cock spasm several times until he finally had nothing left. She was still drunk with her orgasm when he pulled his fingers out of her cunt and licked her cream clean.

  “Mmm.” Cyeon purred. “Delicious.” He seized her face and suffocated her with lustful kisses.

  She almost couldn’t breathe. When he finally broke the kiss, she felt lightheaded from lack of oxygen.

  “Babe.” Cyeon watched her while she after-glowed. His cock grew soft in her anus. He leaned on his side and disengaged from her. “How was it?”

  She laughed. “Amazing.”

  “Tired?”

  Her laugh turned into a grin.

  Cyeon cleared the stray hair from her face and pecked a kiss on her forehead.

  “Sleep. You need your strength.”

  Her reaction was to object, so she could savor their intimacy, not wanting to miss a single moment of it. But, as if his words carried magic, lethargy lulled her into slumber like a siren’s song she couldn’t resist. Her eyes felt heavy, and before long, she drifted asleep.

  Chapter Three

  Cyeon decided to emerge to the kitchen, hours later, after a long shower. Jennifer was still fast asleep in his bed. He thought she’d be hungry when she woke and he wanted to fix her something to eat. It wouldn’t be anytime soon, he guessed. He had driven her ragged with rabid fucks and multiple orgasms. She was like an aphrodisiac.

  Each time he’d thought he was done, a whiff of her intoxicating scent had sent his cock fully erect and hard again. Ravenous. For the first time in his life, he had no self-control, spurred on by the constant fighting between his brain and his cock.

  His cock won.

  Keto and his cousin, Jax, greeted him with wide grins as he entered the kitchen.

  There were seven members of his pride currently living in the main K’stal abode, all males, and all unattached. And when one of them claimed a mate, soon after, they would move out to start a family. It had been years since a K’stal shifter brought home a woman. Jennifer had made his pride frisky.

  “So? How was it?” Keto threw him a dig.

  The question was most likely rhetorical. With all the screaming coming from his bedroom, he supposed everyone already knew the answer. Cyeon chose remain silent, since his brother had no room to talk, being nosier than a batty cat lady. He changed the subject. “Did you see anyone driving a jeep looking for her?”

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��You’re kidding me, right? I thought she was left to die?” Keto asked, scratching his chin thoughtfully. “I didn’t see anyone since you took her in. You think someone will come back for her?”

  “Sometimes the guilty party comes back to see if the victim is really dead.”

  Cyeon opened the cabinet for some bread. He thought of making Jen some sandwiches.

  The breadbox was filled with two fresh loaves. Dani, his cousin, who was in charge of the pantry, must have recently made a trip to the store. Cyeon grabbed the bread, then the jelly from the fridge and assembled the sandwich. He turned to Jax and asked,

  “What about a rescue party? She’s a guest at Savannah’s Wild Park, judging from the ID

  I found on her. It’s been two days since she was dumped. Someone there had to have gone looking for her. The rangers at Savannah’s are very finicky about missing tourists.”

  “Savannah’s Wild Park?” Keto whistled. “That’s about fifteen clicks from here.

  Somebody went to extra lengths to make sure she wouldn’t be found.”

  Jax shook his head. “Didn’t see anybody. I’ve been scouring our territory since yesterday. No humans, except her.”

  “Who wants her dead?” Keto asked.

  Cyeon slapped a thick layer of jelly on the slices of bread. “Her fiancé.”

  “Classic. The motive?”

  “Insurance policy. She’s worth five million as a stiff.” Bitterness crept into his voice. He had gotten her to talk about her story after their fiery lovemaking, when she had woken up for a short time, before dozing off again. What he’d discovered disgusted him. Clearly, Jennifer was a gullible woman, making her an easy target for a predator like Seth.

  “Bastard,” Keto and Jax swore at the same time.

  One thing that appalled K’stal shifters the most was violence against women.

  Since K’stal mostly bred male cubs, women were treasured in the pride, whether they were born as shifters or claimed as mates.

  Jax looked deeply disturbed. “We can’t let him get away with it, can we?”

  “I say we track him down and level the playing field,” Keto added.

  “Not yet.” Cyeon fumbled in a drawer, looking for some plastic wrap. He found a roll and wrapped the sandwiches he’d just made. “The problem is she’s in denial. She doesn’t believe that asshole wanted her dead.”

  Keto snorted. “Figures. So what are you going to do?”

  “Find that asshat, of course. See what he’s up to.”

  “At Savannah’s Wild Park?”

  “They stayed there. I bet he’s still around.” Cyeon put the plate of sandwiches on a tray then poured a glass of sweet tea. “I’m going to be gone for a few hours. Keep an eye on her.”

  “Sure.” Jax nodded.

  “Can I come with you?” Keto asked. “I’m curious what her fiancé looks like.

  ‘Cause that’s one beautiful woman he tried to kill. Something must be wrong with him.”

  “Money. It’s the root of all evil. It’s nothing to do with her being beautiful or not,” Jax noted.

  The appalled look in Keto’s face deepened. “We’re driving there, right? I’m not in the mood for running.”

  Cyeon pondered it for a moment. Going to the resort as a human made more sense than sneaking around in their lion form, especially in broad daylight.

  *

  “I’ve had enough drinks. It’s been three hours. What are we doing here again?” Keto complained after he drained his beer. Keto waved the bartender off when he asked him if he wanted a refill. Keto leaned close and whispered, “Why don’t we look for the guy and teach him a lesson? You do remember what he looks like, don’t you?”

  Cyeon narrowed his eyes, giving his brother his famous glare. “Patience. I’m curious what he will do.”

  Keto scanned the resort’s bar surreptitiously. “Which one of these dickheads is the son-of-a-bitch?”

  Cyeon gestured with his chin to a corner of the room. Three men sat at an oval table, huddled together, as if in deep discussion. They looked young, couldn’t be past thirty, dressed in tourist attire. They talked and drank as if they had no worries in the world. Specifically the man Cyeon had seen driving the jeep. Jen’s fiancé. Every once in a while, the jackass would laugh, presumably at jokes his colleagues told, all while he pompously sipped his cognac.

  A surge of anger rose in Cyeon’s throat.

  How could someone be calm and cheery, as if nothing had happened, after he drugged, then dumped the woman he was going to marry, leaving her for the animals?

  If Cyeon were inclined to indulge his primal instinct, he would have dragged the man out of sight and torn him to pieces. No. That was too easy. He wanted the man to suffer. Jen deserved justice. And prison would be harsh justice for a slimy prick like him.

  He and Keto had arrived at the resort, a little after lunch time. Cyeon had decided to head directly to Savannah’s main bar, figuring the two of them would observe first, before looking for her fiancé. But just their luck, not long after they’d ordered their drinks, the man in question had entered the bar. Cyeon recognized him immediately from his scent, the other male’s essence coating Jen when she was dumped.

  She’d told him her fiancé’s name was Seth Richards, and that the son-of-a-bitch worked as an executive in a bank, coming from a long line of bankers. The smugness on his face told Cyeon that the over-pampered prick had probably never lifted a finger a single day in his life.

  Cyeon wondered what Jen had seen in him.

  A jolt of disgust made Cyeon lose control for a moment. His fingers shifted into claws.

  His brother didn’t notice, however. His gaze was transfixed on the close-cropped, dark-haired man swathed in Burberry clothes. “That’s him, right? What are we waiting for? Let’s get him.”

  Cyeon growled in a low voice. “Slow down, cowboy.”

  “Why?’

  “As I told you, I’m curious about what he’ll do. His fiancé’s gone missing and he’s acting as if nothing’s happened. From the looks of things, these people haven’t organized a search party or anything.”

  “Maybe he didn’t report her missing.”

  “I kinda guessed that.”

  “What are we going to do?”

  “Let’s have a chat with him once he gets to his room.”

  Keto laughed derisively. “Boy, I would love that.”

  The bar’s door burst open and Cyeon groaned inwardly. Somehow, Jen had managed to return to the resort on her own, and obviously looking for Seth. Her gaze bounced around the room before she focused on her fiancé. Storming straight to Seth, he guessed she must not have noticed that Cyeon and Keto were already there. A step behind her, Jax followed, a guilty look on his face.

  Jax caught Cyeon’s gaze. He shrugged. Sorry, he said in mind-speak. She’s very persistent. I can’t stand seeing a beautiful woman cry.

  Dumbass, Cyeon and Keto cursed him at the same time.

  A commotion erupted at Seth’s table. Seth’s face seemed to pale at the sight of Jen. He rose and staggered as she bombarded him with a barrage of angry words. They argued, continuing to do so as Seth seized her arm and dragged her outside.

  An alarm rang in Cyeon’s mind. He paid the tab and immediately followed them. A throng of people suddenly flooded the bar’s entrance, making him lose sight of them for a brief moment. He shoved the people out of his way and made it outside. Jen and Seth were nowhere to be seen.

  “Where did they go?” Keto demanded behind him.

  Cyeon sniffed the air and discerned their direction based on their scent. He hunted it in haste. The trail led him to a row of bungalows. He didn’t need to guess which bungalow was theirs. The muffled sound of a man shouting came from inside the second bungalow’s door. Cyeon broke into a run and slammed the door open. What he saw made his blood boil. Seth slammed his fist into Jen while shouting like a demented man. Cyeon swung his arm and hurled Seth against the wall. Rage seized him by his throat. For a bl
inding moment, he lost control and his mind went blank—until Keto caught his arm and shouted at him to stop. He had beaten Seth to a pulp.

  “You’re going to kill him,” Keto barked. “Not that I have any objections to it. But you don’t want to do it in front of her, do you?”

  His fist unclenched. Cyeon let go of the Seth’s neck and he slumped to the floor.

  Unconscious.

  Cyeon wiped his bloody hand on his pants, his gaze drifting to Jen. She’d latched onto Jax’s arm, clutching at the side of her face. The bastard had marred her lips.

  “Jesus.” Cyeon inspected her. He couldn’t believe he had let this happen. It was his fault. If he hadn’t lost sight of them she wouldn’t have gotten hurt.

  “I’m sorry.” Jen wiped her tears. “I just wanted to find out the truth. I had to—”

  “Shush. It’s not your fault.” Cyeon helped her to stand straight.

  “But I—”

  “Babe. Let’s get you out of here. You need to see a doctor.” Cyeon whipped his finger at Keto. “Find the hotel manager and notify the police. And Jax, go find Dr.

  Abram.” He pulled Jen into his arms. “Don’t worry, everything’s going to be fine.”

  Cyeon turned to Seth. “He won’t hurt you anymore…”

  *

  Jen didn’t know what the hell she was thinking. She needed to find the truth. Cyeon had said he’d take care of matters for her, but she’d felt compelled to find her own closure. She needed to know.

  She had begged Jax to the point she was all tears. Finally surrendering to her plight, he’d taken her back to the resort. Deep inside her heart, she knew what Seth had done to her hadn’t been an accident. Still, a part of her didn’t want to admit the truth.

  Cyeon was right. He had been right all along. Seth had looked as if he had seen a ghost when she confronted him. He hadn’t seemed to have missed her at all. And when she’d walked past the concierge, he looked surprised to see her back—apparently, Seth had notified hotel management that they’d broken up, and that she’d decided to fly home.

  The gall of that man!

  When Seth came up with lame excuses, to speak to her in private, she hadn’t expected him to talk to her with his fists.

  Before then, Seth had never laid a finger on her. He had always been sweet and gentle, but almost overnight, he had morphed into one nasty son of a bitch.