Hunted by the Jaguar. Bonnie Vanak

of pine, leather, smoke and pure animal. Ariana licked her lips, waiting.

      The first brush across her bare belly was a tentative caress. Instinctively she pulled back, but Daimon murmured soothing assurances. Gradually she relaxed.

      Another hand stroked down her thigh. Sighs of appreciation followed.

      “So soft, so silky,” someone said.

      More hands upon her body. A palm caressing her hair, fingering the strands. Warm breath blowing upon her cool flesh as a man hovered near her throat. A slow stroke down one hip.

      Two hands sliding up to cup her breasts. Thumbs teased her pearling nipples, arousing her.

      She moaned as hands explored, paused, caressed. Her breasts ached and throbbed as the shifters teased and stroked.

      “So soft, so pretty,” Theo murmured. “Like my Felicity.”

      Lips nuzzled and tasted. A long, delicate lick across her quivering belly. Warm, slightly rough tongues scraped over her skin. They were marking her, sealing her with their senses, as theirs to protect.

      A flick across one hardened nipple made her squirm, her skin heating with erotic fervor.

      Moisture gushed between her thighs, the musk of her desire scenting the air.

      A pair of hands parted her thighs, someone’s hair brushing against her skin like silk threads. Warm, wet lips nuzzled the inside of her limb. A tongue dragged over her shivering flesh.

      And then the man put his mouth on her center.

      Ariana screamed and arched.

      Opening her eyes, she saw Daimon leaning over her, his tongue between her legs. The men gathered around the bed and watched, their eyes gleaming, turning to the shining jewel colors of big cats.

      They had ceased touching her minutes ago, she realized. Only Daimon’s tongue slid over her skin, making fire come between her legs, Daimon’s hands upon her body.

      The pulsing throb intensified, whipping her into a frenzy. She shifted restlessly on the bed as he continued to taste her. Licking the wetness gushing between her legs. Ariana’s legs spilled open helplessly. Her hands knotted in the sheets. She didn’t care who watched, all she cared about was Daimon’s mouth on her core, his wicked tongue dancing over her shuddering center.

      And then he sank a long finger deep inside her. Hot pleasure poured out of her, blasting like a furnace. She bucked wildly, his mouth wringing out spasms of pleasure.

      And with the orgasm the demon rose to the surface, chortling with glee. Darkness consumed her, thoughts of tangled sheets, Daimon’s sweaty body sliding over hers, the exquisite thrill of their hot coupling releasing the demon at last.

      Coldness washed over her with the realization. Fighting the boneless pleasure claiming her limbs, Ariana jerked away from Daimon. “No!”

      With a feral look, he lifted his head. Daimon sat back, wiping his mouth with the back of one hand. Then he gave his fingers a long, delicate lick.

      “I tasted your arousal, Ariana. It’s like hot, wet honey sliding down my throat.”

      Erotic heat shivered through her. The bulge in his jeans warned how much he desired her. But he would not have her.

      “That’s all you’ll have of me.” She stiffened her spine and said in a regal voice to the men, “Get out.”

      Respect shone on their faces. They walked away, their strides not as broken and shuffling now. Daimon gave the retreating backs a speculative glance.

      “Thank you, Ariana. You have given them new purpose.”

      “Purpose? What kind, to find women and fuck them mindless?”

      She clapped a hand over her mouth. Daimon looked amused.

      “Such a pretty mouth and such naughty images coming out of it.” He ran a hand through his rumbled hair. “No, they’ll find relief through their own fists. The only relief they’re allowed.”

      “They touched me….”

      “To give them energy. It wasn’t merely lust. Touching any female reminds them of the bond they shared, and fuses them with hope. But it’s been so long, thirty damn years, that it didn’t last. Just gave them enough energy to patrol the turf.”