[Project Nemesis] Jungle Fever by Celeste Anwar Read Free Book Online

remotest possibility of you screwing them.  Not only will
they fuck with your life, they´ll fuck with your body too, nothing is going too
far, they´re messing with nature, man.  There´s no stopping them now,” Remy
snarled.
                “Chill out, man.  Don´t
start with that freaky shit, you know how you get,” Rafael warned.
                “I´m not a kid,
Rafa.  I know when to stop.  The lady asked a question, I was merely giving her
a reply.”
                Silence reigned
for a couple of seconds.  Yvonne´s panting breaths were loud and broke the
silence up.  “Can we slow down, please?” she asked wearily, she was bruised,
battered and had passed out once already.
                Sure, she´d woken
up refreshed, but it was better not to push her luck.  The faster she walked,
the more energy she´d burn, and she didn´t have that high a reserve in her.
What energy she´d had, had been spent on fighting that damned jaguar.  Not only
that, but she swore it was getting hotter, and she hadn´t had anything to drink
for hours now.  That couldn´t be good.  Either way, she couldn´t handle the
speed they wanted her to run.
                Armando looked
down at her.  “Why are you ill?”
                She breathed
heavily, rubbing her forehead with her shoulder.  “I’m not yet, but I will be
soon if we don´t slow down,” she told him briskly. “Can I sit down for a
second?”
                Armando looked at
her warily for a second.  “We can´t.  Not yet.  We need to get away from this
section of the jungle.  There are more cats around here.  We need to get nearer
to the facility.  It´s easier to hide, and we don´t have to protect our
territory.  More cats have died over here from territorial squabbles than
anything else--”
                As if summoned
from the depths of hell, two cougars leapt from the underbrush, charging into their
midst.  The intelligence in their eyes startled her.  All her suspicions about
the cats she’d tried to capture were confirmed—every single cat unleashed onto
the island had unnatural intelligence.  They had to all be shape shifters.  Why
she wasn’t informed of this, she could understand, but it pissed her off that
she hadn’t been given fair warning to defend herself.  She was trapped on this
island with monsters.
                The cats charged
the group of men.  Almost as one, Armando and Rafael seamlessly shifted into
their cat form—two great, black panthers with fierce, golden eyes.  Their
grimaces of pain lasted only split seconds before fur enveloped their features
in a sleek, feline mask.  They were breathtaking, huge, muscular beasts that
moved in sync with one another, stalking the intruders with the grace of cats,
but the intelligence of humans.
                She held her
breath, waiting to see what would happen.  She couldn’t help but want Armando
and Rafael to win.  Without a word, Remy shoved her back against a tree, knocking
the breath out of her as he shielded her with his big, hard body.  She could
feel the muscles of his back crushing her breasts.  He grunted to feel her
struggle against him, holding a hand behind him to keep her from escaping his
fleshly cage.
                “Let me go.  I
ain’t no baby!” she yelled, trying to get away.  Odd as it was, she didn’t feel
endangered by their attackers, not with the three men seeming willing and able
to protect her—or else keep anyone else from getting and using her before they
could.
                Dimly, she heard
the sounds of the cats warring with one another, though she could see little. 
Yvonne smacked at his shoulders and arms, trying to move him enough that she could
breathe and see the fight.
                He wouldn’t
move.  She gnawed her lip, thinking.  She tried another tactic, sliding her
hands around his hips to cup