Felidae 2: Asad's Mate

The Felidae 2: Asad’s Mate
Jade Buchanan
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Copyright ©2007 Jade Buchanan
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Turning to try and hide his smile, Catan waited until Rajiv and Usama left the atrium before he walked over to the bank of windows. “What does he expect me to do?” he whispered. “Even if that is true, there is only one man I actually want to be with. And there is no way that a woman would want to be with me when she has the rest of them at her disposal.”

Huffing, he leaned into the glass, fogging it up with his breath. With one finger, he drew C. L. + A. G. onto the misty surface. His lips curled up in a goofy grin while he watched the letters disappear.

“What are you doing up here, Catan?” growled a deep voice from behind him.

He gasped at the intrusion. He hadn’t realized he was no longer alone.

Turning, he spied the larger figure of Asad blocking the doorway to the bridge. Panicking, Catan backed up into the wall at his back.

A brief look of displeasure ran across Asad’s face, before he replaced it with the blank mask he often wore.

“I’m sorry…” he whispered.

“Don’t apologize, I know better than to startle you. I just wanted to make sure you were all right,” Asad rumbled.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” he asked, turning to look through the wall to the stars outside.

“I know my brother was in here with you. I’m assuming that he told you about Laithe’s mate. I was worried that you might be upset about it,” Asad muttered.

Catan didn’t know what to say. He didn’t want to talk about the human right now.

There was a presence against his back, the heat of the larger male coming up behind Catan. Asad didn’t touch him, but he was just there. He had a sudden urge to lean back into him, to see what it would be like just once not to have to think. To just be.

Not giving himself any time to doubt his actions, he quickly leaned back, pressing his smaller frame into the body behind him. Asad drew in a deep breath, stiffening behind him, and he dreaded the thought that he had done something wrong.

Before he could pull away, two hard hands grabbed him at his waist, and he was thrust against the wall. Asad leaned hard into his back, purring when he rubbed his body against Catan’s. “You don’t know what you are asking for, kitten. I am no boy that you can play with.”

“Please… Asad, I didn’t… I… please.”

“What do you want?” Asad sighed against his ear, his breath ruffling through the thick tufts of hair curling around his face. “I don’t want to hurt you, kitten. I don’t want to scare you away. Tell me what you want.”

Catan panted, shifting to feel the rub of his fur against Asad. A low groan was his only response.

Hot breath blew against the side of his face, a rough tongue coming out to lick against his cheek, his jaw and then his lips. “When you find out what it is you want, come find me, kitten.”