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mewls. And Rhys' instinct of chase took hold.
    Sin was his prey, and he would have him.
    Rhys launched himself at Sin, tackling him to the forest floor. But Sin didn't give in, he wouldn't submit.
    Rhys would have to make him.
    Rhys had never done this before. Never in shifted lion form, and never with another same-sized cat. It was pure need, desire. Instinct.
    Sin writhed underneath him, hissing low in his throat. But Rhys stood over him, pressing his weight onto the black panther beneath him, holding him down. Sin tried to twist his body, but Rhys was over him, pinning him to the ground with his hips.
    Sin struggled for control. He wanted this, he wanted Rhys to have him, but there was an instinctual urge to fight for power. Sin twisted and tried to turn, and when he growled at the lion above him, Rhys reacted.
    With a low growl, he thrust hard against him, sinking his teeth into the back of Sin's neck as he sunk his cock into Sin's ass. And Sin stopped struggling and gave himself over completely.
    And Sin shifted back to human, and Rhys a second later. He licked at Sin's neck where his teeth had been pressed against his skin, and he threaded his fingers with Sin's as he drilled into him. Lying face down in the dirt and leaves, Sin lifted his hips for Rhys, giving himself for the taking.
    And Rhys took it.
    It wasn't their usual gentle love making. This was fucking. Primal, instinctual, raw desire.
    Rhys pounded into him, grunting with each thrust. And the louder Sin moaned, the harder Rhys fucked. He grabbed a fistful of Sin's hair, pulling his head back so he could sink his teeth back into his neck.
    Sin bucked underneath him with a grunted scream, and Rhys groaned as he came. He'd never cum so hard, losing all sight and sound while his cock emptied hot and thick inside Sin's tight ass.
    Rhys slumped onto Sin's back, the world around him still spinning. Sin groaned out a chuckle, before rolling over and collecting a sated Rhys in his arms. They lay on the forest floor, looking up at the trees and the sky, simply basking in each other.
    After a long while, Rhys broke the silence.
    "I could stay here forever," he mused out loud. "Here on Auhin, here with you." He looked over at Sin and lifted their entwined hands, kissing Sin's knuckles. "Doesn't that sound perfect?"
    Sin took a moment to answer. "I thought I could join you at TradeCap," he said quietly.
    "What?"
    "I could go back with you… to TradeCap."
    "Sin," Rhys said seriously. "it's dangerous work. I don't want to put you at risk. The very thought of you being in danger…"
    "I want to help stop people like Von doing to other shape-shifters as he did to me."
    Rhys rolled to his side and rested his head on his bent arm so he could look at Sin. He smiled at him. He knew Sin had struggled with what he'd been through. "If that's what you want."
    Sin gave him a soft smile, then he sighed. "We don't need to decide right now, do we?"
    Rhys shook his head. "No. Whatever you want, whenever you're ready."
    Sin smiled and sighed contentedly. "I'm not done playing yet," he said with a gleam in his eyes. "Did you like the panther version of me?"
    Rhys nodded. "Oh, very much."
    "Good," Sin said with a smile. "Because it's your turn to be chased. You'd better run, Rhys. It's my turn to fuck you into the forest floor."
    Rhys gasped but scrambled to his feet and leapt into lion form, hitting the ground running. Sin's laughter still echoed through the trees long after the black panther gave chase.
    THE END
    N.R. Walker is an author with Silver Publishing. Her first release, Taxes and TARDIS , was released in April 2012 and her second release, Point of No Return , is due out in August 2012.
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SKIN OR SCALE
    by Jaime Samms

    The young man's green eyes can just be seen peeking out beneath the windblown cap of white blond hair. His pale face and blushing cheek only add to his beauty. He stares pensively into the distance.

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