Free Cat on the Fence by Tatiana Caldwell Page A

before she was done.
    She stripped off her clothes and then stood in front of the
tiger. He stopped shaking and looked up at her naked body, wide-eyed.
    “You’re not alone in this, Alex. Watch.” Karabi shifted.
Once she was fully cheetah she pranced around the room in front of Alex,
letting him see that this wasn’t a trick. She went over to him, rubbed her nose
against his and licked the white fur beard that framed the bottom half of his
face. The whole time he sat still, quietly watching her.
    Karabi felt a conflicting mixture of embarrassment, relief,
fear and excitement. When was the last time she shifted to Cat in front of
someone else? Alex’s cat species was much larger than hers but she didn’t mind.
He was so big, warm, soft, gentle mannered…and a little bit broken. She
couldn’t help but nuzzle up against him. It felt really good to let another
person see the other half of her true self again. Especially this person.
    She transformed back to human and sat next to him, not
caring that she was still completely nude. She rubbed her fingers on the top of
his head and scratched between his ears. He pushed his head against her hand,
reveling in the touch. Soon he was lying on his back with his large head in her
lap and all four paws up in the air. Karabi laughed at him.
    “You’ve got this part of being a cat down already,” she
said. She scratched at the fur underneath his chin, then moved her hands along
his firm, fuzzy chest. Down lower still until she got to his stomach. She
patted and scratched at his belly and he squirmed happily on his back,
extending his spine fully to allow her full access.
    “Come back to me, Alex,” she said softly as she rubbed him.
“You need to control your shifting. Think about being human. Think about coming
back to me. I can’t kiss you while you’re Cat. It wouldn’t be as much fun to
pet you all over like this as it would if you were a man, either.” She let her
hand slip farther down his abdomen, teasingly close to his penis but never
going all the way there.
    Suddenly he began to transform. Karabi continued to rub his
belly until there was a nude man in her bare lap looking up at her, with sultry
gray eyes underneath thick, dark brows. His curls were a messy pile of lushness
on his head and he had three days’ worth of sexy, masculine stubble. Karabi
carried her gaze down to take in his well-defined shoulders and arms, a chest
that wasn’t too chiseled but still nice and fit, and adorned with light tufts
of hair at the very top and a long strip that traced down between his pectorals
and stopped at his bellybutton. His abs were also fit but with just a tiny bit
of flab at the bottom that she playfully tugged at right now. She smiled softly
at the discovery that his bellybutton was an outtie. His body tapered nicely to
his waistline, which at the moment was dominated by his growing erection. She
tried not to stare too hard at it but it was a beautiful cock—circumcised and
curved slightly forward. Brown hair dusted his thighs and slender calves.
    He was absolutely gorgeous. She’d known before that he was
hot but damn ! Karabi would have thought that the fact she’d already had
sex with Alex would make seeing him naked not that big a deal. But boy was
Alex’s body a big deal. She was turned-on just looking at him lying there.
    She swallowed hard. “Good job,” she managed to say.
    Alex followed her gaze to his dick, then back up at her with
raised brows. “On the hard-on?”
    Karabi snorted. “No, on the change back to human.”
    “Oh,” Alex said. “That was all your doing.” He glanced at
his erection and tilted his head. “Well, they are both all your doing.”
    Karabi’s heart swelled in her chest. Who was she kidding?
She adored this man. She stared down at his slightly parted mouth and licked
her lips, so wanting to press them into his. But she was naked at work, where
there was supposed to be an injured tiger in the room with her, not