The Felidae 1: Laithe’s Pride Read online

  Rowan looked up at Fahd, widening her eyes when he gazed down at her expectantly. Laithe reached up, handing Fahd a small ring almost identical to the one she now had attached to her body except the strand of fur imbedded in the metal was a thick, black color. She nodded. She wanted to get this done all at once. Her whole body ached from the tension, but she couldn’t wait to see what would happen next.

  Quicker than she realized, the two men had switched positions, and it was now Fahd who gazed up at her from between her legs. Laithe lounged against her side, pillowing her against his powerful frame. He lowered his head to nuzzle against her face, whispering to her quietly while she waited.

  Fahd grinned up at her, holding her gaze and caressing her thigh with his cheek. Rubbing against her skin, he reminded her of the cat he was. He started to purr, the hypnotic sound vibrating through the room. With each rub of his head, he brought his face closer to her pussy. Carefully avoiding Laithe’s piercing, Fahd’s long, sensuous tongue swiped out, licking along her folds. His nose bumped her clit, and she mewled. He rolled his eyes up to watch her, nudging her clit again.

  Fahd didn’t waste any time. He quickly pierced her labia with one claw just below the spot where Laithe’s ring sat. While she fought to keep still, Fahd ran his ring through the hole, closing it quickly before levering up and gathering her in his arms. He had tears in his eyes when he gazed down at her.

  “Thank you, Rowan. Thank you for this gift. I will treasure it always.”

  She was barely aware of the others when Laithe’s father spoke out again. “Welcome to the family, Rowan, and may you have many years and many cubs with the men you have chosen.”

  While they filtered out, Rowan clung to Laithe and Fahd, whimpering when she closed her legs and the rings brushed up against her folds.

  “Damn, I wish we had fucked before putting those in. You are going to be tender for awhile,” Fahd remarked, running his hands down her sides.

  Laithe remained at her face, kissing and licking along every surface he could reach. She lay between them, realizing that there wasn’t anywhere else she would rather be than between these two incredible men.

  Chapter Seven

  Rowan winced when she stepped outside of their home, feeling the twinge of the two rings in her labia brushing up against the opposite fold as she walked. They would be leaving soon, so the men could start patrolling their assigned territory again, but she would miss this place. She’d gotten to know Laithe’s mother, Ariel, better in the three days since they’d arrived. She was such a gentle woman, but she had a wicked sense of humor. Rowan had a brief regret that her own mother wasn’t like that, but she was resigned to the fact that there were certain things she would never be able to change.

  Speaking of which, she wondered where her unruly mates had gone. They had nearly gone crazy not being able to make love to her. Because they still felt guilty that it was they who had caused her even a twinge of pain, they had refused to fuck each other until she’d healed completely, even though she’d told them she wanted to see them together.

  Two nights ago she had finally given up and attacked Laithe when he walked in the door. She fell to her knees in front of him, and when he hesitated, she pulled off his loincloth, revealing his hardening cock. Fahd bumped into him from behind, just as surprised as Laithe. She leaned forward, licking along Laithe’s cock, tracing the veins with her tongue. He slumped when she began to take the head between her lips, sucking deep and pulling him into her mouth.

  Laithe fell back against Fahd, allowing the darker man to hold him up with an arm around his waist. Fahd reached down, curling his strong fingers around the base of Laithe’s cock. She sucked hard, swallowing convulsively. Backing off, she heard Fahd murmuring encouragement. He pumped Laithe’s shaft, covering it wetly with her saliva until his cock shone. She felt so powerful at that moment, the two men so enraptured with her actions. Rowan licked along his shaft again, before taking the head in her mouth once more. He bucked into her mouth, growling when Fahd began to kiss along Laithe’s shoulders. Fahd finally bit his neck, sinking his sharp canines into him. Laithe groaned and spilled himself down her throat.

  Rowan rewarded his release by immediately pushing him aside and engulfing Fahd’s cock. While Laithe showered her with encouraging words, he rubbed down her back, urging her to suck his friend deep. Fahd held her by the hair, plunging into her throat. He came soon after, his pent up lust clearly not allowing him to last very long. Both men groaned when Rowan licked up all of Fahd’s salty seed.

  Rowan smiled now, thinking back on it. Several times since, she had sucked both men, once joined by Laithe as they both took turns deep throating Fahd. And just last night she had finally convinced them that she wanted to see them together. Laithe had ended up lying on top of her, kissing her passionately as Fahd thrust into his ass. Every time Fahd pushed in, Rowan could feel the echo of his push against her. Laithe’s entire body jerked from the hard fucking he received. With her lying under him, she had a direct connection to him.

  Fahd bit down on Laithe’s shoulders, slowing his thrusts to lick a path along his spine. Laithe nearly begged Fahd to go harder, faster. To stop teasing him and just fuck him. Fahd chuckled at that, the darkly erotic sound sending chills down her own spine.

  She climaxed right with them, just from the sight of the two men together. She couldn’t imagine being without them now. They were a part of her. She smiled, feeling the twist of the rings on her labia. Literally, they were a part of her.

  * * *

  Rowan glanced up when Usama shouted out to her. She grinned at the younger man, although to be honest, she wasn’t sure how old he was exactly. She would have to bring that up to Laithe the next time she talked to him.

  Usama neared her, bounding up to lift her off the ground in a massive hug. “Hello, sister! And what are you doing out here alone?”

  “Well, I was looking for someone to give me a tour of the place. I haven’t had much chance to explore since we got here, and we’re leaving soon. I’d like to know something about this world,” she replied, brushing her hand along his white mane.

  “Where are Laithe and Fahd?”

  “The heads of the prides have journeyed here to speak to your father, and so Laithe has been called in for awhile. Fahd has finally accepted his position as Laithe’s guard and he is in there watching Laithe’s back.”

  “Well then, shall we?” Usama asked, gallantly bowing before offering her his arm.

  Rowan giggled before she curtsied and placed her hand along his forearm. As they rounded the corner of the abode, they came upon Catan walking toward them.

  “Hey, we are just on our way to go touring. Do you want to join us?” Usama asked.

  Catan nodded before coming near them. He laughed when Usama offered his other arm before moving to the far side of Rowan. Grabbing onto her arm, he shuffled closer and rubbed his face along her shoulder. Rowan reached up to pat him on the head.

  As they walked, Usama filled her in on some of the history of their people, Catan looking off to the side while Rowan listened intently. All of a sudden, Catan stiffened and let out a little hiss. Rowan turned to see what held his attention and was startled to see a group of four male Leos watching them.

  Usama snarled beside her, releasing Rowan to crouch in front of her and Catan. “You are not supposed to be here, Shyam. Get back before Laithe and my father find out about this.”

  The man at the front of the group paced forward, gliding on his powerful legs toward them. He completely ignored Usama, instead focusing all his attention on the Lynx quivering beside her.

  “Abomination! You should not have lived. You are undesirable, little cat, and I suppose it is time that I ensure an end to your miserable existence.”

  Rowan’s heart seized in her chest, like a band had just been placed around her body and tightened painfully. This couldn’t be happening. She panicked. There was no way that Usama could protect them all against these four men. She knew sh
e wasn’t a fighter and Catan had frozen beside her. Before she could think about it, she reached out to Laithe, and instantly he was there in her mind, looking out of her eyes.

  A loud roar sounded from the abode where the pride leaders were meeting, echoed by more as Laithe must have told them what he’d seen. Shyam turned to look in the direction of the sound before lunging forward to attack Usama. His pride members panicked, glued to the spot until he coughed at them to move. They began running in the direction of Rowan and Catan while Usama battled Shyam in front of them. It was very apparent who the stronger fighter was.

  Rowan screamed when she saw the blood spurt across Usama’s white coat. Catan roared, jumping at one of the men closing on them, trying to keep them back away from Rowan. She stumbled, tripping on something that caught in her feet, and fell hard on her back. Crawling backward, she screamed again when one of the Leos jumped her, landing square on top of her body when she kicked up at him.

  Out of the corner of her eye, she watched while the other two men pulled at Catan, dragging him off to a crop of trees to the left of them. Usama fell heavily under Shyam, screaming in pain when a loud snap was heard. Rowan screamed again when the Leo on top of her leaned down to sniff at her neck.

  Suddenly the clearing was filled with a terrifying roar. Rowan had a glimpse of a large orange and black body leaping into the air, jumping ten meters or so to end up on top of Shyam. Before he could move, Rajiv bent down, biting the back of Shyam’s neck and crushing through his spine. Rowan winced at the sickening crunch, watching Rajiv fling himself off the dead body, then reach down to cradle Usama in his arms. He held back his head and roared again, his voice echoing through the clearing.

  The man holding her started to back up, but before he got further than his knees Laithe grabbed him from behind, biting through his throat. The flash of blood just missed hitting Rowan. Fahd wrapped an arm around her waist, twisting her body to hold her close to his chest.

  She looked to the left and watched the rest of the pride follow the massive form of Asad, running in the direction in which Catan had been taken. Asad’s roar of pain sounded when he realized that he wouldn’t be able to catch them. They could hear the sound of a small ship taking off.

  Rowan was surrounded by heat when Laithe wrapped his arms around her and crushed her between his body and Fahd’s. She wasn’t sure who was shaking -- it was probably all three of them -- but she knew tears flowed down her face as the reaction set in.

  “We’ll get him, Asad. I promise you, we will get him back. No one comes into my pride and takes one of my family!” Laithe snarled.

  Rowan turned her head, watching Rajiv carry Usama over to them, growling while he ran his eyes over the smaller man’s body. Lev and Morgan instantly glided up to them, running their hands over Usama and checking for injuries. Asad remained standing off to the side, staring in the direction that Catan had been taken.

  “I promised him,” Asad whispered, the harsh sound breaking Rowan’s heart. “I promised him I wouldn’t leave him.”

  “We hunt, brothers!” Laithe let out a loud roar. The other pride leaders shifted violently when they looked down at the remains of Shyam and his pride member. A volley of roars sounded out. Rowan looked around as the men banded together to get back one of their own. One of her own. They would get him back, and the men who took him would regret their actions for however long their miserable lives lasted.

  They would get him back.

  The Felidae 2: Asad’s Mate

  Asad has lusted after Catan ever since the pride rescued the little Lynx from a brutal attack, but he is afraid his desire for him will push Catan into running from him. Yet, he wants Catan as his mate.

  Catan’s dreams are filled with terror. He can’t rid himself of the overwhelming fear he has for the men who attacked him and his family. The only man he has ever wanted is Asad, but he isn’t sure if he can ever be what the big Leo needs.

  When Catan is captured by the same men who brutalized him once before, Asad must do everything he can to save him. Can Asad and Catan ever have a future together when their love is haunted with fears from the past?

  Jade Buchanan

  Jade Buchanan was born in the summer of 2006, out of a slightly shy but definitely warped mind. Jade’s alter-ego spends her days working in the world of safety management consulting, but at night she lets Jade out to play. Preferring to live in the world of fiction in which she was born, Jade can be found wandering through fields of words whenever she can. Now if only she can find her dream man -- a time-traveling Scottish laird who was born a werewolf that became a vampire and lived on a pirate ship, only to make his way to the new world and work on a ranch in Montana (with a brief foray in the Navy SEALS), before conquering the space time continuum and becoming a space marauding pirate and ruling the galaxy -- she’d be a very happy lady.

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