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“What is Woodland Creek?”

A s my eyes They’re pulled down to her beautiful neck I allow ain to steal a glance at her breasts My mouth actually waters

“It’s the tiny, god-forsaken little ha”

She’s a beautiful, smart, cat-shifter female, and fuck, I want to end my dry spell with her now

“What are you doing out here, Mercy?” The lust is thick insince I’ve been with a feeous shifter

Apparently, she hears it because she stands and walks toward me My insides clench at her movements Her lined stomach is flat, and her hips are rounded and wos, to her bare pussy

“Hoping to find a little escape” A purr is in her voice, and my muscles tense as anticipation builds

I stand, and her eyes widen ever so slightly as I reach ht The top of her head is at the center of my chest, and my broad shoulders dwarf her Not toit

“I could use a little escape myself”

She blinks up at me, and her blue eyes are dewy “What did you have in mind, panther?”

I’e, still it seems polite to ask “May I have you?”

“Yes” The word is a breath across her lips as she steps forward, sliding her pal me as it travels lower

In a flash, I reach for her cheeks, leaning down to claiues touch, and electric sparks fly between us She’s delicious, like cool spring water, and a moan scrapes froht as a kitten, and her legs go around my waist as I hold her in my arms

Her nails graze the sides ofMy

“Mercy…” He