Page 9 of The Power of a Myth

Molly couldn’t believe she’d shown Hayden her true form despite the risk to her kind if he’d decided to tell someone. She’d known he wouldn’t, though. He’d had a wobble in his trust of her, but now there were no more secrets, a deep bond had been forged between them.

He hadn’t freaked out when she’d shifted, and he’d trusted her not to attack him when he’d stroked her in puma form. It had set every nerve ending in her body alight, but now she was on fire for a different reason. Hayden’s lips against hers excited her body, and the desire pumping through it warmed her core.

Hayden pulled away, and staring down at her, he said, “I wish our first time together didn’t have to be in a jungle. I want you in my bed with the lights on so I can explore every inch of your body.”

Molly chuckled. “Have you already forgotten I’m a wild animal at heart. This will be special for me. I’m used to mossy or frozen ground under my feet. I relish it.”

“You’re a special woman, Miss Molly.”

Hayden twirled her around as they started to sway to an imaginary melody in the air. The moon light shone around them, creating a romantic setting.

“I’m eccentric, you mean.” Molly came back to face him and pushed her body against his. She felt his hardness for her in his pants.

They danced a little longer together before Hayden lifted her in his arms and gently laid her down on the ground. He stood back up, and she watched as he removed his top and placed it next to hers. His body was incredibly muscular, but even in the moonlight, she could see the nicks and scars covering his skin from his time fighting at the forefront of the war they were in. She looked past them, a niggling worry settling in the back of her mind that she didn’t want to face at the moment. Instead, she focused on his tight abdominal muscles and the patch of hair that disappeared beneath the waistband of his pants. Looking back up into his eyes, she could see her excitement reflected in his expression. He undid the belt of his pants and, along with his underwear, lowered them to the jungle floor.

“I hope there are no creepy crawlies around.” Hayden chuckled as his cock sprung free from its hiding place. It was hard and jutted up toward his belly button.

Despite being a child of the sixties, Molly had devoted most of her time to her studies, and the only people she’d ever seen naked were shifters. This was the first time she’d had the opportunity to really appreciate the structure of the male body. She felt an aching throb between her thighs and rubbed them together.

“There’ll be no bugs. They sense my puma and hide. I’ve better hearing than you as well, so I can tell if someone’s coming.”

“That could be a distinct advantage. I like it.”

Hayden lowered himself down beside her, his lips joining hers again as they lay together. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, but her heart beat with so much love for Hayden she simply had to—it would destroy her if she didn’t.

He moved his lips from her mouth to her cheek and then down her neck, alternating between little kisses and bites that had her purring in contentment.

“Have you done this before?” Hayden questioned.

“No, what about you?”

“Once, but it wasn’t anything special. I hope I can make it good for you.”

“My puma can tell you’re my mate. I’m sorry if that scares you after only knowing me for a short time, but it will make it special for me.” Molly stared at Hayden as he hovered above her breasts.

“I’ve read about animals and mating, and I know it means a lot because many of them mate for life. I’m happy.”

Hayden smiled before lowering his lips to her breasts. His tongue twisted around the soft peaks of her nipples until they stood taut against his exploration. He traveled lower over her body, and she welcomed every inch of his investigation as he savored the taste and smell of her. She inhaled deeply—his arousal was a heavy scent in the air, and it enticed her even more to enjoy everything being done to her. It was a heady fragrance.

Hayden parted her legs and lowered himself between them. He looked up at her as he took a deep breath. She watched every movement, her own scent of arousal intoxicating to her enhanced sense of smell. Hayden slid his tongue over the length of her sex, and she allowed her head to relax back. She shut her eyes as she lost herself in the feeling of him worshiping her between her thighs. He sucked on her clit and delved his tongue inside her, lapping at the sensual juices flowing from her body. She’d played around with herself down there, but it didn’t compare at all to what Hayden was doing to her. An orgasm instantly exploded between her thighs when Hayden dipped two fingers inside her and stretched her wide.

Her claws shot from her hands, embedding themselves into the ground, and as a loud purr growled in the back of her throat, she begged the high pitched mewl not to escape. The last thing they needed was to alert people to the fact they were here.

When her orgasm subsided, she looked up at Hayden to find him watching her. He was intently studying the way her claws had sunk into the ground.

“That’s hot.” He finally spoke.

“And so is what you just did to me.” Molly licked her lips like the cat who’d gotten the cream.

Hayden’s intense expression suddenly morphed into one of concern, and Molly looked at him in confusion.

“What‘s the matter?” she questioned.

“What about protection? I don’t have a condom with me. Shit!” he exclaimed.

“You don’t need one,” she informed him.

Hayden cocked his head at her. “Why not?”

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