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Snake moves in close, head moving to look at her more closely.
He is quiet as he studies her, before his tongue flicks out and runs up the side of her naked body.
The hisses he issues after he tongues her are more complex than anything I’ve heard from him before, but judging by the soft moan she gives out as she rests back against me, I think I know what he is saying.
This woman in my arms isn’t just mine.
She belongs to all of us.
Chapter Fifteen
Lita
Thefeelingofsoaringthrough the forest almost like I’m flying instead of running at the most insane pace I’ve ever run is enough to make me weightless and lightheaded. I know where I’m going, but I have no real knowledge of what I’ll encounter once I get there. I don’t have a plan, but do I really need one when the Goddess of Wolves herself is driving me onward?
I let her take me, hoping she has a plan.
She must have something.
She’s beyond powerful.
I’m not sure what I expect, but crashing into someone who's running toward me isn’t it.
The collision doesn’t hurt, it only disorientates. The weightless sensation is gone. My fuzzy head is confused as I move, quickly finding my snout trapped under something. A hint of panic has me ready to attack my captor, but I’m not in a position that enables me to do him any damage.
Why has Artemis abandoned me?
I don’t understand what’s going on.
Then, he moves, and I’m no longer stuck.
The calm that comes over me with that realization is enough to make me go still as I look at the man I crashed into. His body feels hard beneath me, his proportions human, but he has warm, auburn-colored fur all over him. His face is vaguely human-sized, and his vibrant green eyes aren’t much bigger, but his nose is that of a big cat. It sticks out a little more, I think, but it’s nowhere close to a snout. He has fine whiskers around his nose, and his lips look soft, and black, like his nose.
Goddess, if this is what a monster looks like then they are much more attractive than I ever realized.
I thought they were supposed to be terrifying. It seems I was misled.
I move so that I can shift forms, and he lets me go without hesitation.
I’m a little disappointed that he let me go so easily.
Then, the second monster catches my attention, and I find myself drawn to him just as much as I felt drawn to the cat-like one. This one has dark grey fur, and he’s taller than any man I’ve ever been around. He must be at least eight foot tall, and every inch of him looks like it’s composed of solid muscle, even if his lines are partially hidden under his fur. I reach up to touch his shoulder, unable to resist the urge to see what his body really feels like.
He stays still as I touch him, his gaze fixed on me.
He feels like a living, breathing God.
Apollo made flesh, with brilliant blue eyes and a body meant to be worshipped.
My wolf agrees with my assessment, and she wants to see more of the man who caught me.
It feels like I’m in a haze as I turn and see the cat-like man is standing there.
He’s even more beautiful now that I can see him a little more clearly with my human eyes.
Built just as densely muscular as his friend, he is a bit shorter and smaller in general, but he would still be seen as tall by human standards. Maybe six foot, maybe a few inches taller.
When he lifts me into his arms and I wrap my arms and legs around his hard body, it’s hard to imagine being more comfortable anywhere else. I rest my head on his shoulder, and I keep a hand over his chest, where I can feel his purr. It’s perfect.
