Page 60 of Bria and the Tiger

I don’t want that stupid lion. I want Jace. Give him to me, her cat suddenly hissed.

Yes, Jace. Fuck, she wanted him. Her pussy throbbed and liquid coated her panties as she imagined him with her right now. He would bend her over the table and fuck her until this horrible, all-consuming grip of need loosened. She could almost feel his cock pumping in and out, feel his fingers gripping her hips. Her fangs popped out and her nails lengthened to claws. She would claw him and bite him when he made her come and he wouldn’t -

“Hey, Bria? I’m going to head out. Have a great weekend and…”

Lincoln had joined her in the kitchen and her eyes widened in horror. She refused to turn around, hanging onto the edge of the counter like it was a lifeline as the scent of Lincoln’s lust drifted to her.

“Bria?”

“Good night, Lincoln.” She tried to sound bright and cheerful. “Have a – a great weekend.”

“Bria, let me help you.”

He was directly behind her now and she flinched when he pressed his hand against her lower back and rubbed slowly.

“No, thank you, I’m fine.”

“You’re not fine,” Lincoln said in a low voice. “Why on earth did you come to work during your heat cycle?”

“It – it’s early, but I’m fine, really.”

He rubbed her back again and she stiffened and tried to draw away. “Please don’t touch me.”

“I can help you, gorgeous.” He leaned forward and pressed his lips against her neck. “Let me.”

Get rid of him! Find Jace and take what belongs to us!Her cat was positively snarling at her.

Lincoln moved to her side and placed a possessive hand on the back of her neck. “Don’t you want to feel better, gorgeous?”

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Jace studied the empty reception desk before glancing at his watch. It was just before five, so he was pretty certain Bria hadn’t left. He hadn’t needed to come back to the office after his last showing but he had anyway.

It wasn’t because he wanted to see Bria, he told himself. Nor was it because he wanted to try and convince her one last time to let him help her through her heat on Monday and Tuesday. His cock stirred in his pants as he thought of Bria alone in her house, touching herself and sliding a vibrator into that deliciously tight pussy.

What if it isn’t enough? What if she goes back to Trinity and finds someone else?

His tiger roared angrily at the thought and Jace winced. Maybe he could hang out at the nightclub and if Bria showed up then he could –

For fuck’s sake, Jace! What the hell is wrong with you? She doesn’t want your help, remember?

Yeah, he remembered. It was driving him crazy.

His tiger suddenly snarled. It had caught the now-familiar scent of Bria’s need, and it snarled again when it caught the scent of Lincoln’s lust as well. His tiger surged forward, making his pupils contract. He ran to the kitchen. He stopped in the doorway, his tiger howling at him to kill Lincoln, and watched as his best friend placed his hand on the back of Bria’s neck.

“Don’t you want to feel better, gorgeous?”

He stood frozen to the spot with his hands in tight fists. His tiger was shaking with anger and he controlled it fiercely as it tried to take over.

“No, thank you,” Bria whispered.

Lincoln’s fingers rubbed at her neck. “No one needs to know. I’ll be very discreet. I know you don’t have a boyfriend – do you really want to spend the next two days of your heat by yourself? Let me give you what you want.”

He leaned down to kiss her but before Jace could take even a step into the kitchen, Bria snarled. She shoved Lincoln away from her with a strength that belied her small size.

“I said no!” She growled at him before baring her fangs. “Stay away from me.”

“I’m just trying to help,” Lincoln said. “I promise I’m not -”

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