Dawn Endeavor 3: Julian's Jeopardy by Marie Harte Read Free Book Online

the nearby river. After cleaning himself, he returned to her and wiped the blood from her body. To his surprise, her wounds had already healed.
    She stared at him in silence, her look one of awe.
    He frowned. “What?”
    “You're so…different.”
    Yet instead of backing away, Sheridan took a step closer.
    His beast liked the courage in the slight female, and Jules waited without moving, not wanting to spook her.
    “Can I touch you?”
    His cock rose in an instant, begging to be petted. “Wherever you like.” She flushed, a pretty pink that made him want to see it all over her body. As she stroked his forearms and chest, he took in everything he'd been trying to ignore while he carried her.
    Her breasts strained the fabric of the thin pink camisole she wore, her nipples hard and outlined against the sheer cotton. Her shorts hugged her hips. Just as transparent as her top, they couldn't hide the thin strip of hair covering her mound.
    He salivated at the thought of how sweet she might taste, and to his astonishment, he caught the scent of her lust on the air.
    He opened his mouth to taste it and licked at his fangs. A light floral scent, exotic and particular. He'd never smelled the like before, and it intoxicated him.
    Without meaning to, he leaned down and licked her neck, purring at her answering shudder. The floral perfume of her arousal intensified.
    “Oh, that tickles.” She inched closer and stroked the hard plane of his abdomen. “You must work out a lot. I can see all your muscles.” He closed what little space remained between them, incredibly aroused, especially when his cock touched the smooth fabric guarding her belly.
    “How are you so big?”
    It’s you , he wanted to say, then realized she meant the change . “I'm Circ.”
    “What's a Circ?” Her hands left his stomach to graze his ribs.

    He couldn't help it. A louder rumble vibrated though his body.
    “You're purring!” She paused, then continued to touch him.
    “That feels good.”
    “You have fangs. Claws.” She fingered the sharp blades of his nails, not at all afraid but curious like a cat. Her creamy skin contrasted with his darker flesh, so tender, while his was so tough.
    “I'm Circ. I'm a man who can change into this. A beast.”
    “A beast,” she whispered. “Is this why Ricardo wanted you? To be able to transform like you?”
    “I'm not sure.” He didn't know her well enough to trust her with all his secrets, despite how close his body wanted to make them.
    “You're fascinating.” She stepped back, and he had to fight the urge not to pull her closer again. When she glanced up at him, her blue eyes sparkled in the light.
    The neon blue of her gaze warned him to be careful. Her image fluttered in and out until he blinked her into focus and ignored his fading energy. He needed to lie down, to rest and recuperate with the enemy all too close. But he needed to be inside her even more.
    She bit her lower lip. “You can heal yourself, like me. But you're so much more.”
    He grunted. “You're a lot more than you appear to be as well.” Sensing they were safe, at least for now, he changed back, wanting to feel his normal body again, to be more compatible with Sheridan. Hell, if he were honest with himself, he wanted to feel her hands on the man's skin, not his beast's.
    “Incredible.” She caressed his chest, and he stifled a moan.
    The fog of lust made everything else fade into the background. Suddenly consumed with the need to take Sheridan, Jules could think of nothing but her. His aches and pains disappeared, pushed behind a door in his mind as his carnal desires overwhelmed his senses. Shit, I’m hard enough to split wood. And her pussy is creaming for me. I need this . “Hmm, yeah. Incredible.” He kissed her before she could protest, and she sank into his arms like she'd been made for him.
    He licked her lips and pushed his tongue into the sweet cavern of her mouth, dizzy with need. She felt so damned good against