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  “O-okay,” I whispered, and as I stared at the tiger before me I could feel a blistering heat rolling off of Jake, my arms tingling with gooseflesh as I heard him growl so much like the predator hidden in the shadows.

  “Now!” he roared, a dark orange blur moving past me at impossible speeds. I saw him only for a moment before he dove into the darkness, a pained yowl emanating from the shadowy foliage.

  In that moment, I didn’t see the Jake I had known back at the camp. Instead, what had leapt farther than any human into the shadows to save me had been massive, powerful, and almost monstrous.

  I ran as fast as I could, hoping that in my panicked state I could find my way back to the camp without running into either of the monsters terrorizing the jungle. To my relief my sense of direction didn’t fail me, and I collapsed onto my sleeping bag moments later in a crying heap. I could only hope that Jake made it back as safely as I did.

  The rest of the camp awoke to the sounds of the beasts fighting deep into the jungle, but as the moments passed, the sounds faded. I did my best to hide my fear from the others, telling them that I’d awoken from a nightmare when the sounds of fighting began.

  Some of our porters told us that two tigers were fighting out in the jungle over territory, and I only wished they knew how right they were—and how wrong at the same time.

  It was hours before Jake returned, well after the rest of the camp had gone back to bed with a few people on watch for the fighting cats out in the jungle. Somehow Jake slipped past them all, and before I knew it, he’d snuck up behind me.

  “Lana,” he whispered only inches from my ear, “I need to talk to you. Now.”

  I jumped, and somehow managed not to scream my head off as I whipped around to face him. I wanted to smack him, to call for the people on watch, or kiss him for saving my life. I wasn’t sure which one I wanted to do more.

  “What are you?” I asked, wrapping myself in my arms in a feeble defensive measure. I knew nothing would stop a monster like him if he wanted to kill me.

  “Not here. Follow me,” he whispered, offering his hand.

  I wasn’t sure why, but I slid my considerably smaller hand into his, letting Jake lead me farther from camp where no one could hear us talk.

  “I’m not a normal person,” he began, drawing a scathing glance from me before he continued. “You probably figured that out, but I need to explain.”

  “You’re some kind of monster,” I said, putting my back against a tree to keep my legs from shaking.

  “I’m not a monster,” he growled, making me shrink back in fear.

  “Then what are you?”

  “Cursed,” he said, rubbing his hand over his face in frustration. “I was cursed for what I did a long time ago.”

  “What did you do?” I asked, my brow furrowing. Now I was curious, despite how ridiculous this all sounded. Who believed in curses?

  The same people who just watched their guide turn into a giant tiger monster, I thought in reply.

  “I used to be a hunter,” he said, looking up into the waning moonlight that drifted through the canopy. “A poacher.”

  “You were a criminal.”

  “That’s another word for it, yeah,” he said, sighing before turning toward me, a look of sadness I’d never expected to see covering his face. “I was hunting a tiger out in the jungle—alive. I had a client who wanted a pet, and I wanted a payout. So I tracked one, a huge tiger the likes of which I’d never seen out by a village, but when I finally had it cornered, all I found standing there was a man from the village I’d seen a hundred times.

  “He told me that for what I was about to do, I’d be cursed for the rest of my life to become the animal I had been hunting. And ever since then, I’ve lived with a monster inside of me.”

  “You kind of deserved it,” I said after a moment of silence, watching as Jake sat down on the trunk of a downed tree. “You were going to sell an endangered animal to some rich asshole as a pet.”

  “Yeah,” he said, staring off into the trees. “I’m not disputing that. All I want to do now is live my life in peace, where I can leave all of that behind me—even if the curse haunts me forever.”

  I sat down beside him on the tree trunk, feeling more pity than fear as he sat there so forlornly. I wanted to do something, those feelings of wanting to help him heal the wound he suffered for his own mistakes returning in full swing.

  “You could always start over,” I said, looking up into that rugged face as he finally turned to me. “You could go back to the states and start a new life there.”

  “A new life as a monster in a country full of people and nowhere to hide?” He shook his head. “I don’t think that’s an option.”

  “I can help you,” I said, biting my lip as something more than pity rose up inside of me. “You don’t have to be alone, Jake.”

  “You really think I have a chance?”

  “We won’t know until you try,” I said, laying my hand on his arm gently.

  A shock passed between the two of us as I touched his bare skin, the sensation running down my arm and all the way between my legs. I’d never felt anything like it in my life before than moment, a hunger inside of me awakening with the force of a freight train.

  I heard Jake take in a deep breath through his nose, his eyes dilating as he shivered beneath my touch.

  “Your scent,” he whispered, his mouth open as his breathing deepened. “I can smell your lust.”

  “My—” I began, gasping as he moved so quickly against my body. “Jake!”

  “It wants you,” he purred in my ear, his own strong scent filling my senses and overwhelming in one fell swoop. “Lana, it’s so strong…”

  My gasp turned into a moan, his strong body pressing against mine as he laid me down on the jungle floor. To say I didn’t want him, didn’t lust for him, would have been the greatest lie I’d ever told—and in truth, I knew it was more than a simple matter of want. I needed him.

  “Jake…” I gasped as I felt his lips pressing against my neck, his skin burning hot against mine as the full weight of his body was grinding against me. I was soaked, and I knew that deep down I’d craved this moment since I first laid eyes on him.

  “Yes,” I whimpered, my eyes closing as I rejoiced in the sensation of his skin against my own. “Please, Jake.”

  I felt him tearing my clothes, ripping them like wet paper with his unnatural strength. The warm jungle air clung to my skin as I watched him tear apart the fly of my jeans. He was so strong. I was almost scared of what that kind of strength might do to me, but the way he tore my clothes to get at my naked body only served to slicken my wanting sex even more.

  I moaned, running my fingers through his hair as he pulled my pants off and ripped open my panties. I was soaked, and I fumbled to undo the clasp of my bra while Jake knelt down between my legs, his tongue sliding over the wet mire of my pussy.

  I cried out as I felt his tongue caressing my clit. It felt so good to be touched there after so long.

  “Holy fuck,” I whimpered, laying my hand on the back of his head to encourage him to get a much better taste of my slick lust. “That’s it. Oh, God!”

  I closed my eyes and let out a muffled moan into the jungle night, drowned out by the multitude of animal calls permeating the air. Every pass of his tongue over my needy clit sent me into a spiral of ever growing ecstasy. My chest heaved as I felt myself beginning to sweat from more than just the humidity, my stomach muscles contracting with every flick of Jake’s tongue.

  “Jake! Holy fuck!” I moaned as he came up for air, a tightness building in my hips that foretold of my quickening climax growing ever closer. I bit my lip and squirmed, a need to be filled with Jake’s cock rocketing to the forefront of my mind as I watched him work my sopping cunt.

  “Fuck me,” I whined, releasing his hair from my vise-like grip. “I need it, Jake. I need you inside of me!”

  He grinned, licking the slick juices from his lips as he started to strip off his worn khakis. I gasped as his underwear fell along with his pants, revealing the massive bulk of his cock, erect and throbbing hungrily for me, ready to dive deep into my lustful pussy.

  “Holy shit,” I whimpered, chewing on my lip as I wondered how I’d ever fit his thick shaft inside of me. It’d been so long since I’d had anyone, and never anyone Jake’s size. “It’s so big. I don’t know if it’ll fit.”

  “I think you’ll be able to handle it,” he purred, kneeling over my quivering, naked body. “I’ll be gentle—at first.”

  I moaned out again, spreading my legs wider to allow him all the room he could possibly need. I wrapped my calves around his back, pulling him close. I felt almost greedy for his thick cock, eager to be filled by someone who could probably rip me in two. The idea of taking it all made me feel dirty and excited all at the same time.

  “Please,” I moaned, “give it to me!”

  He growled over me, a sound that sent shivers through me to my very core. It was a sound I’d been in fear of only hours before, but hearing it now only made my pussy even wetter.

  My nipples hardened in the open air, my breasts bouncing softly as my breath caught in my chest with the first brush of his tip against my drenched opening. His tip was big and swollen with his need, throbbing in time with his pounding heart. My hips squirmed and bucked, eager to fulfill my primal need to be stuffed with a man’s pulsing member.

  He worked slowly at first, gently, just like he promised, though with his girth, fitting him inside of me was hard. But the longer he worked his tip through my pussy, the easier it became to receive him. He worked himself in all the way to his thick hilt, his heavy balls brushing against my ass as he slid himself completely within my welcoming depths.

  I couldn’t hel
p but cry out, my back arching at the bliss of being utterly filled for the first time in my life. No man before him had ever made me feel so complete, so full and bursting with desire. I looked up into his eyes and whimpered, squirming as I became accustomed to his superhuman mass within my tight cunt.

  “Fuck me, Jake,” I moaned. “Take me and make me yours!” I needed him to drive himself into my body again and again, to give in to his animal desires and take me, to mate with me as I knew he craved.

  His first thrust inside of me was still slow, but as he worked himself into a rhythm, he became much less gentle until he was pounding his thick cock inside of me over and over.

  I closed my eyes, basking the in glory of his thick shaft pistoning back and forward inside of me, driving deep into places I’d thought reserved for only gentle lovemaking. As he took me so savagely, I couldn’t deny that this was better than any soft and gentle girlish fantasy I’d had. I needed him to fuck me, hard and fast.

  I cried out, arching my back with each hard thrust inside of my body, eager to fit him deep inside me, to feel him stretching me to my body’s limits.

  I slid my hand between my thighs, my fingers toying with my aching nubbin as Jake slammed his cock in and out of me like a battering ram, filling the air around us with the sound of his grunts and my hot, lustful moans. As I teased, the tightness grew between my hips, heightened by the eager thrusts of my shapeshifting lover. I looked up into his eyes, the look on his face telling me that he’d be cumming soon, and that I’d feel him gush deep inside of me.

  I knew we’d forgotten protection, that we’d forgotten to even consider what might happen if he couldn’t control himself, but in those passion-fueled moments beneath the jungle canopy, I hardly cared. Deep down, I knew I craved his seed to spill inside of me, filling me with his hot cum. Even the thought of what might happen, the risk of getting pregnant, turned me on, the animal part of my mind more than happy to bear the child of someone so strong and virile. My body begged to let him climax inside of me.

  “That’s it, baby,” I whispered, breathing hard through my teeth as I, too, felt my climax fast approaching. “I don’t want you to stop. I want it all. I’m so fucking close!”

  “Oh, fuck!” Jake snarled, his hips bucking hard against my own as a warmth spread inside of me, sending shivers throughout my body as the dam broke on my own orgasm, flooding me with a pleasure unlike any I had ever known. My pussy tightened around Jake’s massive shaft, milking it for everything it had as he continued to fuck me nice and hard.

  I arched my back, a delirious grin spreading across my face at the sensation of his seed dripping from around his shaft. I felt so whole and perfect. I never wanted that moment to end.

  Jake collapsed beside me, draping his arm over my naked body, his cock dripping with my lust. We were covered in dirt from the jungle floor, but neither of us gave it any thought. His lips found mine, and together we spent the night locked in a passionate embrace beneath the trees.

  I spent only a few days in India with Sasha, every night of which was filled with passionate sex with my newfound lover. I knew the rest of the camp had discovered what we’d been doing, and part of me got a certain satisfaction from knowing that Jake was mine, that he’d taken me as his own under the light of the moon like the animal he was.

  After my time in the jungle was over, Jake returned with me to the states, taking up residence in my apartment where our wild affair continued, always ending with his seed dripping from within me, just the way I needed it. Our relationship was filled with an unbridled desire for one another, a primal need that couldn’t be sated. We were addicted to one another, and I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

  I sat on my bed after Jake had gone out to get the two of us take-out, biting my lip as I stared at the stick in my hand, waiting anxiously for the results. Part of me wondered how a child might affect the two of us, affect our need for one another. But deep down, knowing that I might be pregnant with his child only made me beam with pride.

  Right before my eyes, I watched the miniature window change from a blank screen to a faint, blue plus sign. A smile spread across my face as I laid back on the bed, listening to the soft click as Jake came through the front door. I couldn’t wait to tell him that he was going to be a father.

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  I was only vaguely aware that I was dying. Mostly, I was concerned with the pounding in my head, the lurching of my stomach, and the way I seemed to be dangling precariously over the side of a cliff.

  My seatbelt was cutting into my throat and jaw. I pushed it aside onto my shoulder, but the moment I moved, my vision swam. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath through my nose. Don’t throw up. Don’t throw up. Don’t throw up…

  Very slowly, I became aware of the rain pounding against the roof of my car. Once my senses returned to me, I realized the sound was almost deafening. Obviously one of the car doors was open. Opening my eyes again, I saw that it was mine.

  The start of a scream caught in my throat and came out as a gurgle instead. I could feel my lungs fluttering and straining, almost like one of them wasn’t quite working right.

  Shit. Shit. I am so fucked.

  I blinked away a stream of blood trickling down my forehead and stared at the chasm below. The cliffside was sheer and dropped into a void of impenetrable darkness. I watched as a gnarled chunk of guard rail toppled into it, disappearing long before I heard it hit the ground.