Page 16 of Bria and the Tiger

She released her breath in a shaky sigh. “Right.”

Why was she feeling such disappointment? Did she really expect him to confess that he had found her so beautiful, so intoxicating, that he just couldn’t resist? She was losing it.

“So, let’s talk about how this works. My schedule is flexible, and I can be available for you whenever you require. Is your heat cycle regular?”

“Like clockwork.”

“Good. If you choose me, you can be assured that you’re the only one I’ll be helping. There won’t be other cat shifters.”

“Guess that would be pretty tiring for you, huh?” She said.

He smiled a little. “You were a bit more demanding and aggressive than most.”

She blushed furiously and he shook his head. “That’s not a bad thing, Bria. I’m assuming you’ve had a few heat cycles without sex which makes it much worse.”

“This was my second one,” she confessed without thinking.

A look of surprise crossed his face and her blush deepened. “Oh God, I’m a freak.”

“You’re not,” he said. “Besides, I didn’t mind.”

She licked her lips and didn’t fail to notice the way his gaze dropped to her mouth. “How is your back, by the way?”

“Completely healed.”

“Good.”

He leaned forward. He was wearing a dark suit that clung to his broad shoulders and she stared fixedly at his red tie as he said, “If you choose me, I like to have an email or text reminder a week before your cycle starts. That way I can clear my schedule for you. Of course, if it happens to come early, you can always text me and I’ll work something out.”

“It won’t,” she said. “It never does.”

“The preference for most cat shifters I’ve helped in the past is that I stay with them - either at my place or theirs, it’s completely your choice – through their entire heat cycle. The need is usually less intense if you know you can have me whenever you want me.”

Dull heat coloured her cheeks. He was so matter-of-fact about it, so clinical, and she supposed she should have been happy about that. Unfortunately, at this moment she couldn’t get the memory out of her head of his mouth buried in her pussy.

“Of course,” he continued, “I’m also happy to be available on an on-call basis during your heat cycle. Also, I have good stamina and I’m more than willing to delay my own gratification until you’re completely satisfied.”

She didn’t reply, and he cleared his throat. “Don’t judge me completely on what happened earlier, Bria. I’d had a long day at work and wasn’t expecting to be helping a cat shifter through her heat cycle that night. I know my performance was subpar, but I can assure you that I’ll be at the top of my game when you need me.”

She blinked at him. If his performance three nights ago was subpar, she wasn’t entirely sure she could handle him when he was at the top of his game.

“You were fine,” she whispered.

He winced. “Fine? I really need to work on my performance, apparently.”

“No,” she stuttered as her cheeks flamed again. “You were good. Uh, really good. I mean that.”

“Thanks.” He pulled a piece of paper out from the inner pocket of his suit and handed it to her. Confused, she opened it and stared blankly at it for a moment before her eyes widened. Right. In his email, Jace had asked her to bring a copy of her latest medical tests as well as proof that she was on birth control for him to look at. She fumbled the papers out of her purse and pushed them across the table. Jace looked them over as she studied his face.

He handed the papers back to her and smiled. “Thank you. As you can see from my tests, I’m clean, but I will wear a condom if that’s your preference.”

“Uh, I’m okay with not wearing condoms,” she said.

“All right. Do you have any other questions?”

“What about in between my heat cycles?”

“What about it?” He gave her a confused look.

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