Sarazen's Vengeance: Book 1.1

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sounded determined.
    “Please?”
    “No. The sooner you relax, the quicker it will be over.”
    Andi huffed at his insistence. Grumbled while she forced herself to let him hold her steady.
    Her mind slid backward in thought. Remembering the pain of her body twisting. Feeling like it was being broken and ripped apart from the inside out. Ohlen’s unwavering presence. The soothing calm of his voice. Then the unbelievable assault to her senses. All the smells. The sharper vision. The fact that she’d had a tail. And whiskers.
    “What about the others?”
    Ohlen’s lips jumped in a bemused little grin. The kiss he touched to her lips made her skin tingle. And not from the gel.
    “They are well. As soon as they wake, they too will be submerged into the regeneration chambers. Until Ga’rae releases us we are to stay in the medical bay. At this point, my one, what has happened is truly a miracle.”
    “A miracle?”
    He rubbed his nose up and down the side of hers. His voice dropping to an intense whisper.
    “Never, in the entire history of our people, has a Sarazen taken a mate of another species and converted him or her into a Sarazen beast. A cat, as your commander calls us. Furthermore, never has a female Sarazen been able to fully transform. They take on a half form that is even more monstrous than the males. Yet you, my one, you and the others change into smaller, yet no less lovely versions of a male beast. It is unprecedented. Miraculous. Stunning.”
     
    Andi would have thought harder about that. Except she noticed out of nowhere that she was naked. That Ohlen was naked. He was holding her in the giant white tub full of the pink goo. Naked.
    Nay-ked.
    She thought she would have felt fear. Waited for it to rise, being vulnerable and at his mercy. But it never came. It was like her change, however it had come about, had taken away that weak and frightened part of her. Replaced it with something else.
    Something that had fangs, fur, and claws.
    Something powerful.
    Andi felt that something stretch inside of her. Felt it sniff the air. Sensed its contentment as only the sensual scent of her mate and the fruity odor of the gel lingered. It was so strange. Her nose was a thousand times more sensitive. Able to detect the nuances of Ohlen’s scent. The muskiness of his cat, laying quiet beneath the hard surface of his skin. The fresher scent over that. The goop.
    She could hear the pounding of the blood in his veins. Andi heard herself give a purr. Jolted because of the sound of it. The feeling of it vibrating in her own chest. Wow. What a weird sensation. It made Ohlen smile and reach up to move a gooey lock of her hair from her brow.
    “Alright?” he sounded amused.
    She thought about it. Flexed her fingers and toes. Wiggled just a little, pressing her lips together when he groaned softly. Andi was rather baffled by her complete lack of fear for the intimidatingly large feeling shaft, pressing into her hip. Out of nowhere, an intoxicating scent reeled across her senses. Something sweet. Thick on her tongue like the honey she remembered tasting as a child. It took her precious moments for her mind to formulate what the scent was. But it wasn’t her that named it. It was the animal that now lived inside her. The one making her see streams of heat. Making her feel this unshakable confidence in herself. Feel…powerful.
    Desire. Our mate feels desire for us.  The beast purred.
    Not the kind of desire that he would force on her. She could feel that now too. Her new senses stretching out to feed her all kinds of information.
    “Andi?” Ohlen’s voice was gruff.
    She wondered if it would have been like this if she’d known him before. If she would have been so at ease and comfortable, knowing this massive male desired her. Feeling the evidence of it pulsing against her skin. Feeling her own body responding with eagerness to know how it would feel to be desired by someone who cared for her.
    “Yeah. I feel

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