Sasha's Lion by Hazel Gower

cheek.
“I’m so sorry. I was stupid and irresponsible. It was wrong. I shouldn’t let my
temper go and do idiotic things. Things that jeopardize my
relationship with you.”
    He pulled into their street, and he could hear the
sobs coming from Sasha.   He pulled into
his driveway and got out of the car. He was furious.
    Savron lived in a shifter neighborhood. Unable to
hold himself back he stripped his clothes and changed into a lion. Sasha walked
past him carefully and opened the front door and walked into the house. He followed,
and she shut the front door. Sasha went straight to the lounge room, where she
sat on the lounge crying.   He followed.
In this form he could smell her every emotion. She was confused, sad,
disappointed, and the biggest one scared.
    “I’m so sorry. I’ve never done anything like last
night. I’m not usually this childish or selfish. I’ve never really been in a
relationship before. Sure, I’ve had dates before, and I once had a boyfriend
for two months, but I’ve not had anything serious. Please forgive me. I will
never do anything like that again.”
    Savron came and rubbed himself up against her letting
his scent cover her. Sasha reached out and stroked his mane, and his cat purred.
    “I don’t know what I’m doing with you half the time.
When you’re in human form my body lights up and all I want is for you to touch
me, kiss me, and hold me.   I feel good
when I’m with you, and that scares me. I’ve never felt what I feel like when I’m
with you with anyone else.”
    Sasha leaned down and hugged his huge lion head.
“Please forgive me. I promise nothing happened.”
    He changed back to human while she held him. He let
her feel the magic of the change. Savron covered her mouth with his and kissed
her. His hands glided over her body and ripped her clothes throwing the pieces
to the floor. Savron could not stand the smell of them. They smelt of Zeck .
    Savron tore his mouth from hers before his kisses became
too punishing. His fingers trailed over her body coming to rest at her core. He
told himself to stop, that he was being a bastard, but a voice in the back of
his mind reminded him she was young and human and wasn’t bound by the mate bond
like he was.
    Sasha moaned as the tips of his fingers brushed her
clit and his mouth nibbled on her neck. He stroked her nub a couple of times
and eased one of his fingers into her pussy until she winced when he felt her
maidenhead still intact.
    “Don’t, Savron. Please don’t take me in anger
because of the stupid thing I did.”
    He added another finger and pumped in and out of
her.   He eased away from her neck and
looked into her eyes. “What did you do?”
    Sasha’s breathing was coming out faster, and he knew
he was getting her worked up.
    “I got drunk and slept the night at Zeck’s . Nothing happened. But I did sleep in his bed. I’m
so sor —”
    Savron snapped. He roared, cutting her off, and
added another finger. She screamed as he bit her again, mate-marking her other
shoulder.   Her hands came up to grip his
shoulder, and he felt her core clench tight around his digits.
    He lined his cock up ready to take his mate when she
whispered, “Please.”
      Lapping at
his mark he let go of her shoulder and took his fingers out of her pussy.
“You’re mine,” was all he said as he swapped their positions so she sat hugging
him.  
    “I’m sorry, too. I should have shown you the club.
It wouldn’t have hurt.” He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her lips and
forehead. “Please don’t run off like that again. Stay and talk to me. I know
all this is new and not easy for you, but you’re my first real relationship,
too. We’re going to make mistakes and fight. It’s how we learn and grow. Sasha,
you have to promise me that every time you get angry or we have a fight or
something you don’t run off and get drunk.” He brushed his lips against hers.
“I know Zeck is your friend, but no more