Rachael rolled over, punching him hard, her eyes blazing with fury. She pummeled the male leopard, uncaring that he could rip her throat out. Uncaring that leopards were notorious for their tempers. Rio leapt sideways away from her, shifting as he did so, catching her wrists when she followed him. He swept her feet out from under her, tumbling her back to the ground, going down with her so that his larger body pressed hers into the thick mat of vegetation.
“Calm down, Rachael.” He bit back laughter. The last rays of the sun hit her face, the soft sheen of sweat on her body. Leaves and twigs decorated the riot of curls and she was surrounded with a bright aura. She radiated fury and sex. He couldn’t help seeing her that way. She made him happy, even when she clearly wanted to scratch his eyes out. “Did you really think I was going to go crawl in a hole and live a miserable life without you? What kind of a man do you think I am?”
“You’re an idiot, that’s what you are,” she spat back,
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although his words took most of her fury. She hated that, hated that he could defuse her justified anger with a few charming words, his brilliant eyes, so intensely hungry when he looked at her, and his blazingly sinful, wicked mouth. “Damn you, Rio.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
Lightning streaked in his veins, sizzled through his bloodstream. He was alive again, his heart beating and his lungs working. He lifted his head, his green gaze burning over her face. “Damn you back, Rachael. You left me. You made me feel and then you just left me. You didn’t even have the guts to talk it over with me first. Damn you to hell for that.” He caught her head, held her still and devoured her. Kiss after kiss.
She tasted his anger. It was hot and spicy and ferocious. She tasted his love. Tender and hungry and consuming. And she wanted him. Forever. For all time. As short a tune or as long a time as she could have him.
Rachael lay in the pine needles staring up at his beloved face. “I’m sorry, Rio. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I should have had the courage to talk it over with you. I thought I could live here in the forest, in my other form. I thought they wouldn’t find me if I was a leopard. At least I could still be close to you.”
He shook Ms head. “If you’re one of us, then so is your brother. The sniper, the one they called Duncan, he had to be the one who put the cobra in your room before you went on the river. And he had to be the one who tried to kill you a couple of nights ago. He shifted into the form of a leopard. Only a few of us around the world can do that. He had to have known you’re capable. They would bring in hunters. Eventually they would kill you. We can’t run scared. If I’ve ever learned anything in this life, it’s that we have to think something all the way through.”
The needles poked into her bare skin. She stood up gingerly. It was far easier maneuvering through the forest in leopard form than human. “I don’t want you hurt.”
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“And you think your brother will try to hurt me?” He took her hand, tugging until she walked with him toward the house. He pulled twigs and leaves from her hair and tossed them aside.
She flashed a small smile. “I feel a bit like Adam and Eve.”
His hand tightened on hers. “You have to talk to me about him. I don’t want to harm the man, but you have to give me something to work with, Rachael. You either trust me or you don’t.”
She stood at the bottom of the large tree, staring up into the canopy where his house was hidden. “Do you think it’s a matter of trust?”
He rested his palm on her bare bottom, helping her up to the lower branches. She pulled herself up using the creepers hanging like streamers. Rio stood back watching her body, the flexing muscles, the curves and hollows. She had a beautiful butt He grinned as he leapt up to the lower branch easily, caught the creeper, his hands above hers, his body caging hers between his and the tree trunk. He pressed against her, much in the way of a dominant cat, his teeth nipping her shoulder, his breath teasing her nape. “I know it’s a matter of trust.”