Free Odd Coupling by Jaylee Davis Page A

surprised her. His eyes closed
and he purred. Like a contented lap cat, he leaned into her
fingers. Then, as if he realized what she was doing to him, he
shook his head to free his ear before he glared at her and frowned.
She knew full well he waited for her answer.
    “ Yes!” You big sexy kitty.
    His expression was priceless. The look
of relief on his feline face made Bethany laugh. He joined her. The
sound was deep and sexy. It was the first time she’d ever heard him
laugh, and she loved it. Not wasting any time, he carried her to
the living room. She squealed in surprise when he dropped her onto
the couch and crouched between her legs.
    “ Okay, caveman, back
up.”
    He looked as if he wanted to object,
but he stood and obeyed. Bethany jumped up and slipped off her
robe. His tongue swiped at his lower lip as he intently watched her
every move. She hoped he’d like what he saw next. She grabbed her
shirt by the hem, pulled it up and off to completely bare her body.
His eyes widened.
    “ You’re a beautiful
female.”
    Bethany smiled shyly, pleased by the
complement. She’d never considered herself beautiful by any stretch
of the imagination. She was the petite little curvy gal with big
boobs. On a larger woman, her breasts would’ve been average. It was
just a matter of proportion, actually. Bethany thought her friends
were all much prettier. She had a heart-shaped face with delicate
features. No glamorous cheekbones, full pouty lips or doe eyes
framed with long, curled lashes. All her friends were taller than
her. Well, who wasn’t? And they were either slender or athletic.
She was short and spunky. At least that’s how most men described
her.
    Vren’s reaction was a first for her.
He looked as if he wanted to devour her whole. Empowered by his
response, she pointed at his tapa. “You next.”
    He shook his head vehemently. “No. I
want to taste you.”
    Bethany crossed her arms over her
chest to hide her breasts. Disappointment battled with frustration
across his expressive face. Impatiently, she tapped her foot while
waiting for him to comply. As far as she was concerned it was a
reasonable request. After all, she was totally nude.
    “ We could always go back to
bed,” she threatened.
    His response was as unexpected as it
was unsettling. He ran his hands over his forehead, raked his
fingers into his thick mane and pushed the long strands back over
his ears. It gave him a wild appearance. His ears stayed back, and
he growled, showing sharp teeth. Bethany clutched her chest,
suddenly afraid of what he might do. She studied his reaction and
tried to anticipate his next move. Vren’s labored breathing slowed
and his fierce expression softened, lessening her fear.
    “ I don’t need to remove the
tapa to couple with you, Bethany,” he gasped. “I want to satisfy
you in every way I know. Please let me. I promise I won’t harm
you.” His tail furiously whipped back and forth.
    The very sight made her wonder if she
could trust what he’d said. Green glittering cat eyes stared
steadily back at her, needy and pleading. Bethany barely felt her
knees bend as she sank onto the couch. Even agitated, his powerful
form took her breath away. His physique bristled with muscles, each
group defined in minute detail. Her gaze locked on his ripped sexy
abs. The visual proof of his strength was almost overpowering. One
swipe of his tail could probably knock her down.
    “ I want you. Just go slow.”
Her mouth was dry, but she managed a small swallow before she
leaned back on the couch.
    Vren stalked her in much the same way
she’d seen her pet cats sneak up on their prey. Only this time she
was the mouse. He stared at her, and he seemed poised to strike, as
if he expected her to flee. Step by step he drew close enough to
crouch between her legs. Once there, his gaze flicked briefly down
to her thighs before he looked back at her.
    He placed his hands on her knees and
pushed them apart. Bethany tried to relax and let