Beast Magic

An eBook By Sapphire Phelan.

Usually a shapeshifter mated with another shapeshifter. But mostly, the Dreaming would reveal a human as the potential mate. And so, the identity of his mate had come to him. Ever since he was a cub, he had seen his anisa in dreams.

One female shapeshifter, Kaket, had tried to gain his interest, to mate with her. He refused, letting her know that he had the Dreaming, and that his true mate waited for him across the Great Water in another land called America. Angry, Kaket told him he would be sorry he had denied her.

The human woman must have dreamed of him too. For today she had come, drawn to him. Ramses had awoken, sensing her. He had left the sleeping quarters and saw her for the first time outside of his dreams.

Tall and long limbed, she had a long red golden mane that gleamed like fire when the sunlight struck it. Her eyes were beautiful green, just like the lush grass of home. That gaze of jade had stared into his eyes, stirring him. Breasts, just the right size for a male's hands, jutted forward and tented the man-made material she wore like a second skin. His cock had hardened against his belly, pointing toward her like it was trying to reach for her woman's sex. Ramses had felt the urge to leap over the boundary that separated them and fuck her in his lion or human form, it didn't matter which. The impulse had overtaken him and he almost lost his control when she had turned tail and ran. Time to take it to the next level. With a thrust of his hind legs, Ramses launched through the air and sailed over both the stone boundary and metal fence. He landed on the other side of the cement ground just outside the lion enclosure. Without a backward glance at the other lions, he bounded away. He had a mate to claim and a destiny to fulfill.

Shana rolled over with a moan. Uneasy, she opened her eyes and sat up. The blanket slid down, pooling at her waist. She felt strange, andnoticed a film of sweat on her skin. Something was coming. She didn't know how she knew that, but she did. Fear tingled inside her, but she also felt excited, as a sensual awareness raced along her nerves. A burning began to heat up at the entrance to her pussy and she rubbed her thighs together, seeking relief. She lay back down and dipped a hand down to the nest of curls under her stomach, stretching a finger underneath to the moistness there. She masturbated, fucking herself with it. With her thumb, she rubbed her clit. The heat blazed into a fire and she moaned, arching her back. Pushing with her finger faster and faster, she brought herself to the edge and crashed over it. She screamed. The sound echoed in the bedroom.

Lying still, her breathing slowed, her body satisfied. But that strange little flame down in her womb still had her aching for something unattainable. She knew that finding just any man to make love to her wouldn't do the trick either.

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