He
was half-way across the living room when one hundred and fifty pounds of
mountain lion knocked him down and rolled him until he was flat on his back. For
the second time in a week Todd found himself staring up at the ceiling, held
down by a huge cat’s paw.
This
time Todd wasn’t going to lie there and just take it. Using all of his strength
Todd tried to push Stephan’s limb off him. When that didn’t work he tried to
turn and crawl away. All that got him was being pulled right back up against
Stephan’s warm furry body. Todd was starting to know how a mouse felt when a
cat played with it.
“Let
me go, Stephan. I don’t want to do this anymore. It’s getting too weird.” Todd
was completely panicking now. “I’m just a man who wanted a house. A couple of
days ago all I had to worry about was what color flowers I wanted to plant. Now
you’re talking mating, beloveds, shifters, and men having babies.”
Stephan
the cat instantly became Stephan the man. Without a word he picked Todd up in his
strong arms and started up the stairs. Stephan didn’t stop until they reached
the bed and then with one swipe of his arm, the pizza and plates were all crashing
to the floor.
The
covers were yanked down and Stephan climbed into bed and lay down. Strong hands
rearranged Todd until his back was against Stephan’s strong chest. Stephan
reached down and covered them up and then wrapped his arms around Todd pulling
him close.
“Now,
my kit, you will listen. Paranormal live a long time and for them life is
always a balance. We are given long life, but it is hard for us to have
children. If we are lucky enough to find our mates, the other half of our
souls, if we don’t complete the ritual correctly, we die.”
“Ritual?”
asked a small voice.
“The
first kiss to start the bonding. Mixing of the blood and swallowing. The
paranormal bite has to happen. We needed to be joined at the lips and sexually
while coming together. And most of all, letting no cum escape until that last
bonding kiss.”
“You
could have told me about the ritual. It might have made it easier to know what
to expect.” Stephan heard the hurt in his mate’s voice, but he was not an
explainer, he was a cat.
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