I sank my teeth into the thick meat.
Flavors exploded on my tongue, and I moaned. It was better than I had expected. I kept eating while he watched, his smile never leaving.
I believedvehicles were the worst . . . but that was before thejet. I clamped my fingers on the front of Griffin’s jacket, holding on for dear life as I remained curled on his lap. Just like at the restaurant, he smiled, but if I were in my panther form, which he’d vehemently told me not to shift into, the fur on the back of my neck would have been raised.
“Ma’am, please sit in your seat and buckle up. We’re about to take off,” the woman repeated herself.
Mate curled his arm around my waist and tucked me even closer. I sucked in my hiss, glaring at her.
“She’s fine right here,” Mate told her, and I softened against him.
“Yes, sir,” she inclined her head and retreated to the front of the plane.
The one that had just begun to move. I stiffened, my entire body jostling against him. He said this was safe. I kept repeating it to myself, but it was difficult to believe that humans got on these contraptions so much.
“I have an idea,” he murmured, then reached for something round and long. He angled it up, and light came on from inside, showing pictures. I gasped, flinching back against him. He pressed some more buttons, then there were humans in the little box.
“How do they fit?” I gasped. There had been a box like this in the hotel, but I hadn’t seen the humans living inside.
“It’s a television. Humans aren’t inside. It’s a recording.”
I sat up, watching the humans interact on the screen. The vibration of the plane intensified, but with Griffin’s arm around my waist, I settled against him, knowing he would protect me.
I watched the show, studying every facet of the backdrop and their words and odd phrases. I made sure to ask Griffin questions when I had them . . . which was often.
Chapter 7
Soleil
“This is . . . mine?”A pinch strained the back of my neck, and I took a step back on the concrete slab he called a driveway.
“Mhm,” he breathed against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine and heat to my belly.
I rolled my shoulders and refocused. He turned me on so easily. A house, just like in that show I watched on the flight, but this one was much larger. It loomed into the sky and sprawled to both sides. He carried a bag holding everything that had been purchased in one arm and with the other nudged me forward until I had to continue toward a big door.
I didn’t hesitate, strutting inside to take in my new territory. Myhome. I stepped onto a slab that was even nicer than the concrete outside. Thin dark lines cut through it, creating an odd design in the floor.Humans with their odd preferences . . .
In watching the episodes, I’d managed to learn about how humans lived . . . or at least the ones deemed to be normal. The slim path opened to a larger section and cut to the right and also continued leading forward. I took the right into a spacious area where a plush piece of furniture sat in front of a black reflective surface. A smell like lemons filled the air, and I sniffed, liking thelack of human scents. The only scent I was getting was Mate . . . and—I stiffened.
“Griffin—”
I whipped toward the sound of approach and lunged at a female human stepping out of a doorway. Slamming into her, I wrapped my hands around her neck.
This woman was in my territory?Was this Ann?
My momentum dropped us to the ground, and I landed on her, straddling her stomach. Her wide eyes gawked up at me. I hissed and squeezed harder as I balanced to hold on to her while she bucked to get me off—not succeeding.
“Sol!” Mate’s bellow made me even angrier, then he lifted me off her while I thrashed. She rolled onto her side, dry heaving. “Stop,” he growled against my ear, binding his arm around my chest to pin me to him.
“Let me go,” I hissed. Even though he’d ordered me not to shift, I didn’t care. Griffin grabbed the back of my head and forced me to look at him. He breathed hard, nose flaring. “Stop, kitten. Breathe.”
I bared my teeth, and he leaned down to claim my lips. The sudden touch fanned my lust.Claim him. Mine. Mate. I hiked my legs around his waist and ground down on his member, while both my arms stretched behind his head, keeping him fastened to my mouth. His hands settled on my bottom, and he groaned, no longer trying to pull me off him. I nibbled down his neck, writhing like mad, making the hard cock under my sex throb.
“Tali, go,” Mate snapped, holding onto my waist.
Footsteps thudded past us, and I lifted my head, reaching out to grab the woman, but he kept hold of me. I hissed and shoved, trying to get free to go after her. He turned and pinned me against the wall, capturing my mouth in the same movement. He grazed down the front of the pants he bought me, and heripped the latch off, then tore down until cool air wafted against my needy sex.
He unleashed his length and slid into me with a violent thrust, banging my back against the wall aggressively. I cried out, repetitive mewls spilling from me until all I could focus on was the glide of his thick shaft inside me. His moans and grunts flared my lust to a pinnacle. An orgasm squeezed my channel, making me clamp down on him while my cries spilled free.
