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Adult ++
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14
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Chapter Five
~(Las Vegas, NV)
Maximus Leon was in the midst of a nightmare, tossing and turning and unable to wake from his slumbering state. It wasn't unusual for the lion to have nightmares for he'd been living with them for as long as he could remember. Then suddenly the dream changed. He was no longer running from his inner demons. Instead, sitting astride him was the goddess of his dreams. No matter how many times he dreamed of her he couldn't get a clear look at her face. The one constant thing about her that drew his attention were her large jewel like blue-green eyes. "Gataki?" he breathed softly when he saw her. The nightmares long forgotten the moment he laid eyes upon his savior.
For months now, she had been haunting his dreams like the enigma she was. Max knew that she was a Were-cat from her graceful movements, even though, he had never seen her in her animal form, which didn't bother him. In some, he would 'wake' to find her rubbing up against him purring and wanting to be 'petted' or she would be fighting off a group of daimons before disappearing into the night like a phantom. He loved it most when she was rubbing up against him...too bad it was only a dream and not reality.
Leaning forward, she rubbed her cheek against his, purring contently. The Were-cat inhaled his scent before nipping his earlobe causing him to moan at the sensation. "Happy to see me?" she whispered lowly, rubbing her body over his.
"Always, gataki, always," he replied, his large hands spanning her small waist. Gods, how he hated the catsuit that snuggly hugged her curves. It covered her from neck to foot, yet showed hints of skin but that wasn't enough for Max. "Tell me, are you real?" he asked, his voice edged with a plea.
Silencing him with a kiss, nipping his bottom lip as she thrust her long fingers into his thick dark blond hair, Max moaned as he wrapped his arms around her then rolled her underneath him. She purred softly as the kiss soon turned passionate, then..."BUZZZ....." his alarm clock sounded.
Jolting awake, he swore loudly, "GOD DAMMIT!" Throwing the offensive clock across the room before letting out a string of curses in his native Greek tongue.
Cursing the fates and the damn alarm clock. He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration before throwing back the covers. Looking down at his highly aroused state with a look of frustration and anger on his face, he slowly removed himself from the bed. Coming to his full six-two height he slowly headed into the bathroom for a long cold shower. Max could already tell that it was going to be the start of a very long day.
Maximus Leon was in the midst of a nightmare, tossing and turning and unable to wake from his slumbering state. It wasn't unusual for the lion to have nightmares for he'd been living with them for as long as he could remember. Then suddenly the dream changed. He was no longer running from his inner demons. Instead, sitting astride him was the goddess of his dreams. No matter how many times he dreamed of her he couldn't get a clear look at her face. The one constant thing about her that drew his attention were her large jewel like blue-green eyes. "Gataki?" he breathed softly when he saw her. The nightmares long forgotten the moment he laid eyes upon his savior.
For months now, she had been haunting his dreams like the enigma she was. Max knew that she was a Were-cat from her graceful movements, even though, he had never seen her in her animal form, which didn't bother him. In some, he would 'wake' to find her rubbing up against him purring and wanting to be 'petted' or she would be fighting off a group of daimons before disappearing into the night like a phantom. He loved it most when she was rubbing up against him...too bad it was only a dream and not reality.
Leaning forward, she rubbed her cheek against his, purring contently. The Were-cat inhaled his scent before nipping his earlobe causing him to moan at the sensation. "Happy to see me?" she whispered lowly, rubbing her body over his.
"Always, gataki, always," he replied, his large hands spanning her small waist. Gods, how he hated the catsuit that snuggly hugged her curves. It covered her from neck to foot, yet showed hints of skin but that wasn't enough for Max. "Tell me, are you real?" he asked, his voice edged with a plea.
Silencing him with a kiss, nipping his bottom lip as she thrust her long fingers into his thick dark blond hair, Max moaned as he wrapped his arms around her then rolled her underneath him. She purred softly as the kiss soon turned passionate, then..."BUZZZ....." his alarm clock sounded.
Jolting awake, he swore loudly, "GOD DAMMIT!" Throwing the offensive clock across the room before letting out a string of curses in his native Greek tongue.
Cursing the fates and the damn alarm clock. He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration before throwing back the covers. Looking down at his highly aroused state with a look of frustration and anger on his face, he slowly removed himself from the bed. Coming to his full six-two height he slowly headed into the bathroom for a long cold shower. Max could already tell that it was going to be the start of a very long day.