[Siren Classic: Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Paranormal, Werewolves, Shape-shifters, MF, HEA]
Elijah Zammit, a Cheetah shifter and Council enforcer is sent to Lycan territory to investigate the death of female shifters. Their bodies were found at an old, abandon farm in the Ridgewood Wolves territory. Eli is partnered with a Lycan tracker. Little does he know that she will be the one made for him. His mate.
Rieka Shaw, is a one of the few female trackers for the Snow Water Lycans. She is called to meet with the Alpha, not knowing he is the person who will change her life.
When Rieka arrives at the home of the Lycan Alpha, she is shocked to find her mate. The Enforcer sent by the Council to investigate the murders.
But not everyone is happy about their mating.
How will the mating of a Cheetah and Lycan be viewed? Are they meant to be?
The two stared at each other as the room became silent. Eli saw her mouth open and close several times, but no sound came out. The usually rowdy, teasing shifters stared at the couple, their eyes going from Rieka to Eli. Someone cleared their throat, and that seemed to snap the room out of the silence.
“Uh,” Lucien uttered as eyes went from his cousin to the enforcer, “maybe we should leave you two alone for a moment,” he said, gesturing for the others to leave the room. The Lycans began walking toward the door, not one of them saying anything. Julien stood from his chair, nodding to the Alpha as he turned to the door, glancing back over his shoulder once before he walked out of the room.
“We will be in the kitchen if you need anything,” Lucien said to Rieka. He grabbed Elise’s hand, who stood by the door as they both left.
They both spoke at the same time. Rieka broke eye contact with him, her gaze going to the floor. He grinned, thinking her nervousness made her cute.
He cleared his throat before he started speaking, making her eyes jump up to his. “Maybe, I guess we should ….” His voice trailed off, the look she gave him making him lose his train of thought.
He saw her lips curve up. “Introduce ourselves to each other,” she finished his sentence.
“Oh, yeah, introduce ourselves,” he said, his hand moving to rub the back of his neck.
He heard her give a small chuckle before she took a step back and held out her hand to him.
He stared at her hand. “Oh, Elijah, but everyone calls me Eli,” he said as he engulfed her hand into his, holding it instead of moving it up and down.
“Nice to meet you, Eli.”
His beast purred inside of him as her melodic voice washed over his senses. He repressed the lustful shudder of his body when she said his name.
“Oh yeah, nice to meet you too.”
Eli did a mental facepalm at how idiotic he sounded. He was a council enforcer, fought crazed rogues, but this little slip of a woman had him tongue-tied. His brothers-in-arms would be laughing their asses off if they saw him now.
“Um, so you’re not Lycan, are you?” she asked, her brows wrinkling a little.
“No, I’m feline. Cheetah, to be precise.”
Her mouth formed an O but made no sound, and then her gaze once again fell from his.
“Uh, so how is this supposed to work?” she asked.
Eli cocked an eyebrow at her question. What does she mean how is mating supposed to work? he asked himself.
Her eyes darted to look at his, then moved to his chest. “I…I mean, I know how mating works, but … you’re”—she gestured toward him—“a cheetah…” Her hands dropped to her side. “and I’m a Lycan,” she stated in a lower voice.
Eli's thumb caressed her hip, giving her a smile. “Yeah, I know Isis is the goddess or mother of feline shifters,” he told her with a grin.
There was a smooth caress to his voice as he nuzzled her symbol, stroking his tongue over the shape of it. His touches made her feel weak all over. He turned her over, caressing her cheek.
“So, not so strange for us to be mates after all,” he said to her. Eli moved his thumb over her lips.
“Mmm, no, not strange at all,” she said as she took his thumb into her mouth. A shockwave of lust shot through him. His cheetah, although sated from the mating, started to respond to the hunger.
Eli removed his thumb from her mouth and moved his hand to her hip, tracing the symbol. He then lowered his head and gently licked the sign. He continued the path up her side until his tongue reached the side of her breast.
Rieka rolled to her back as his tongue continued its path to her nipple. She gasped as his tongue encircled it before he closed his mouth over the bud. He switched to the other nipple, giving it the same amount of attention from his mouth before moving down her body. He lowered his shoulders, placing her thighs on each shoulder, hand bent to partake of her inflamed lips.
The first slow lick between the full, swollen lips of her pussy had Rieka stiffening in fierce pleasure. Flames of pulsing sensation tore through her body, her hips lurching involuntarily.
“Eli.” She moaned his name as she ran her fingers through his hair, impatient for a firmer touch. He made a slow, delicious journey around her clit with his tongue. He licked and prodded at the throbbing nub, curling against it with light, wet caresses as he had her straining against him, clamping her fingers in his hair, her body aflame with the needs rising through her. He sank one broad finger into her grasping pussy.
He worked the digit in gradually, smoothing past the quaking tissue and coating his finger with her essence. He licked her clit with hard, heated strokes. He replaced his fingers with his tongue. He groaned as he sucked her juices from the channel.
Rieka was breathing hard, her gaze flickering to his straining erection, the dusky head glistening with his pre-cum. He lifted her knees, holding her as he spread her farther.
“Sweet Isis!” he groaned, his hips jerking, raking the tip of his cock against the swollen folds of her pussy. Her gaze lowered, her eyes widening at the sight of his cock settling inside her flesh. Rieka felt the soft spurt of his pre-cum. She groaned at the warmth of it flowing into her, mixing with her own wetness, making her hotter.
She could feel her muscles relaxing around his hard cock working inside her pussy, stretching her, throbbing with scorching demand as he pressed into her.
Her breathing was rough as she fought to drag air into her lungs.
“Are you ready for me, baby?” He eased the tense flesh from her as she cried out in protest before easing back into her pussy. “Are you ready to take me?”
“Yes.” Rieka could feel her juices flowing from her cunt, coating his flesh as he began to sink farther inside her. A strangled moan resonated from her as she watched the plump lower lips spread around the hard flesh, impaling her. It was erotic, watching him enter her, working his cock back and forth.
Inch by slow inch, he invaded the tight channel, working his engorged cock back and forth, hard growls of hunger issuing from his throat as his cock continued to pulse its hot warmth into her pussy.
She had never dreamed of being taken in such a manner, being possessed, as she watched the penetration into her hot pussy.
“You like that, don’t you, baby?” he whispered as she convulsed, on the edge of orgasm, shuddering with the growing heat coiling in her belly.
“Yes,” she panted, her head flung back, eyes closed.
He was pushing back, spearing into her, filling the clenching depths of her pussy with every hard, scorching inch of his engorged cock.
His body was tense and tight as he covered her. His lips were at her shoulder, and he was biting her before she realized, his teeth sinking into her flesh. Eli sank his extended fangs deep into the muscles between her throat and shoulder. She opened her eyes just as he roared, threw his head back, and his seed exploded deep into her womb.