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Finally.

My body finished the shift with a crack of bone and a roll of muscle. My shoulders broadened. My spine lengthened. My face pushed forward into a snout, and fangs filled my mouth. Black claws curved from the tips of my fingers, long enough to open a throat.

I flexed them against her hip.

She gasped. “H-hold up.”

“No. No. Little witch. No hold up.”

“Yoichi.”

“Not Yoichi.”

“What the fuck?”

“All the fucks.”

My tails tightened around her. Two on her wrists. Two on her ankles. One cinched around her waist, holding her pinned to the onsen's edge. The others coiled along her thighs, her ribs, her breasts, keeping her open, keeping her still.

Nowhere to go.

Mine.

“B-beast warrior?”

“Yes.”

“Give Yoichi control.”

“After.”

Fear rose from her body, yet lust did too. She was scared to take my cock, but she wanted it anyway.

A dark growl left me.

She shivered some more. “I d-don’t think it will fit.”

“We will make it fit.”

The water churned around my thighs. Steam rose off my fur in thick white clouds.

Her brown skin was slick and shining under the moon. The curve of her back shimmered. Her round, perfect ass pressed toward me. The back of her neck, where her gland pulsed, was now swollen and ready to be claimed by my fangs.

Her scent hit me hard.

Sweet.

Wild.

Ripe.

Heat at its peak.

Yoichi tried to get control within my chest. I shoved him away. The female and kitsune forms tried too, but it was my turn.

A growl rolled up from deep in my chest, so deep the water rippled.

She trembled. “Beast. . .I’m scared.”