He landed on the back of another lion, pushing him off Zach. They rolled a few feet trying to get a good hold, but instead crashed into a gorgeous set of legs.

“Dude! The new shoes.”

Nik and the lion looked up to see a group of women calmly watching them. In fact, someone had pulled out a bag of chips and started sharing.

Angie reached down and brushed the top of her shoes. “Do you have any idea how hard it is to get cat hair off anything?”

She shook her head, grabbed some shopping bags and headed toward the house. “See you ladies later. I’m exhausted.” She turned on those gorgeous heels, “And don’t forget. All of you are coming to Sara’s birthday party. Right?”

A small woman, who smelled like lion but based on her clothes and height alone just couldn’t be, nodded, “Absolutely.” She looked at Sara. “Perfect time to solidify the truce, don’t ya think?”

“Sure. Whatever. Wanna see the bikes?” Sara walked off toward the garage, female lions and wolves following behind her.

Miki started to follow, but Angie called her from the front door. “Get your ass up here, Kendrick.”

“I wanna go…”

“No. Because apparently we have no impulse-control during this breeding process when it comes to that mouth, now do we?”

Stomping around the male lions, wolves, and tigers at her feet, Miki headed up the stairs, “I can’t tell you how much I hate that fuckin’ psychotherapist voice you put on.”

“Well, when one is dealing with a nut…”

The door slammed close behind the two human females while the shifter females disappeared among the motorcycles.

The males stared at each other, eventually withdrawing claws and fangs from vital organs. A little blood spilt but not much.

Nik wondered what they’d do next. Fighting seemed kind of wrong now that the females had a pact. But he didn’t have to wonder or worry long. A small group of deer ran past heading deep into Pack territory and they all took off after them, leaving him and Conall.

Conall, not about to leave his mate alone with lions swarming over his territory, turned and trotted back into the house. Nik, however, had no such worries. Angie seemed to have quite a way with handling cats. Hell, she handled him, didn’t she?

No, he had other plans for the delectable Ms. Santiago. And they definitely involved those shoes.

He trotted around to the back of the house. She’d left the window open, so he took a step back and jumped. He cleared the windowsill easily, landing without making a sound.

He turned toward the bed and she was already there. Waiting for him. Naked. A sheet pulled up between her legs and covering her chest.

And the shoes. She still had on the shoes.

She watched him quietly, inhaling a deep breath. Whenshe released it…it came out as a sigh.

He growled. Teasing hellcat.

***

Angie watched tiger-Nik stand at the foot of the bed staring at her. When she sighed, she thought for sure he’d shift and tackle her by now. But he didn’t, he just kept staring. But once again the mere thought of Nik was making her all squirmy and hot.

Suddenly Nik did something he’d never done before around her. He closed his eyes tight, bared his fangs, and stuck his tongue out. It had to be one of the top five most ridiculous things she’d ever seen and she would have laughed, but Nik’s head dipped down, flipped the sheet up and he crawled under it and onto the bed.

She felt his furry head rub against her leg, then slowly move up. Drawing his long body against hers. But as he moved up her body, he shifted and Nik’s rough fur turned into hard flesh. By the time he pulled himself out from under the sheet, he was back to being human and looking as gorgeous as always.

He kissed her nose, her chin.

“What,” she asked carefully, “was that look on your face just before you got under the covers?”

“I was tasting your scent. It’s just a thing tigers do.”

“Eeeew.”

He took the sheet wrapped around her chest between his teeth and tugged it down until her breasts were bare. He nuzzled one and licked the other.

“So tell me, Sugar. What have you been up to today?”

“I think I saved the world…and bought new shoes.”

“A girl who knows what’s important…I do like that.” He kissed the valley between her breasts, easing himself down her chest.

Angie stretched like a big lazy cat, her hands grasping her headboard. “Do you like my shoes, Hillbilly? The salesman said I looked fabulous in them.”

“Oh, yeah. They’re nice. Now let’s see if they look any better on my shoulders…”

Chapter Nineteen

“Forget it.”

“Come on, Zach. For me. Please?”

“No. Way.”

“Then do it for Sara. It’s her birthday.”

“Not if her life depended on it…and it doesn’t.”

Angie looked at Nik. He smirked and she knew he wouldn’t be any help.

“Please. Just put it on. It will not only be a gift for her…but for you. Trust me.”

“You know, compared to her…,” he glanced at Miki, who immediately gave him the finger. “…I’ve actually liked you. But this…this is asking too much.”

Well, cajoling wasn’t working with the wolf. “Put it on, or I get the bat.”

Zach looked down at her. “I’d take a bat to the head any day over this.”