The air was thick with tension, doubts and disbelief inside our vehicle. Even the music wasn't there for me to seek refuge from this awkwardness.
Everyone was so deep into thoughts over what they saw and so keen on unraveling the mystery that I had become within a matter of few hours that no one even seemed to notice the miraculous recovery of our car engine.
We were driving ahead and it was already dark outside.
"I - I can't understand, how...?" Kevin trailed off, shaking his head in disbelief.
Emily looked at me, as if I would have an answer to such a complicated question.
I sort of had an answer but it sounded so ridiculous inside my own head that I did not even want to test its ridiculousness by speaking out loud to everyone.
"I don't know, Kevin. It didn't want to attack me, it seemed to me, so I let my guard down." I spoke.
"We all know it didn't want to attack you, it even sent you safely inside the car!" Julie exclaimed, "the question is why? Why?"
Even I wondered that, Jules, even I wonder.
No one spoke after that. It was silent but the questions lingering in the air were so loud, it made me cringe inwardly.
I had a theory of my own. I had read it somewhere that animals could sense auras. Maybe it sensed something in me that made it not want to attack me. Maybe.
It was around 11 at night when we reached a small village at the outskirts of the jungle. We all were exhausted, hungry and aching all over. This trip seemed more and more tiring than exciting to me. Both physically and mentally tiring.
"You all stay inside, I will just ask a villager if we could get a room to spend the night." Liam said, as always acting as a 'father figure'.
"I will go with you," I said, fearing for him.
He glared at me, "You are going to stay inside, missy."
I huffed but obeyed and sat back down.
"I'll come with you then, don't go alone," Kevin said.
"No, you stay with the ladies, I'll be back in a minute," with that without giving Kevin a chance to speak, Liam left.
Within half an hour we were all seated with these generous and lovely people. We were all sitting around a bonfire, chatting and drinking hot soup which was generously made by Mrs. Susie, an old lady in whose house we were staying.
The tiger incident was long forgotten as everyone was so engrossed in learning about the village life and quirky tales of some of the old people here, like Jack Turner. He was an old fellow who had a treasure of stories. He was currently telling us about an attack on the village a few months ago by a few bandits.
"...they came like a storm, oh how vividly I remember it, they came like a storm, destroying everything in their way. We were all so afraid, kids, so afraid. There were women running with children in their arms, there were brave men trying to fight them off. But we men were not enough," he said, a little sadly, "we knew our end was near."
"And them came he," Susie spoke with an awe shining in her eyes, "a wanderer that no one sees on a regular day but only when in need. He came to our aid like always. The few bandits that were alive after fighting him, ran for their life, never to come again."
"Wow! He must be super strong to fight a dozen men all by himself," Kevin spoke up, clearly impressed.
Jack's eyes twinkled when he spoke, "We only saw him a few times but the thing is, everyone in my line of family has also seen him."
At first we didn't understand, then his words sunk in.
"You mean..." I trailed off.
"Yes, my dad, my grandfather, his dad, all have confessed seeing a wanderer at the time of need and have passed this information from generation to generation," Jack said, smiling.
I was stunned.
Everyone was stunned, if not a bit skeptical.
"How is that possible?" I ask.
"This world has more secrets than you can imagine, child," Jack said, good naturedly, "whenever he comes, he speaks to no one but we can all tell that his walk, his appearance, his aura, all proves the myth correct."
"What myth?" Julia questioned.
"That he is a shapeshifter," he said, "An animal who can turn into man, an ancient being. A tiger, as most believe."
I felt my breath hitch. That can't be possible!
I felt Liam's hand clutch mine a little tightly, conveying his own bewilderment and suspicion.
"They say he is in search of someone, for his brilliant green eyes would always scan the females whenever he would come, in most gentlemanly way ofcourse," Susie said, a pinch of pink touching her cheek, "Generation after generation of females have seen the longing in his eyes as he searched for his mate and then disappointment on not finding her within us."
I felt like I could not breath. My mind was suddenly filled with so many thoughts, ridiculous yet endearing thoughts. No that can't be, I can't be her!
Later that night, I was sleeping on a small comfy cot in a small room given to me. The room was small but very cozy and homey. Though devoid of electrical lights, the dark room was illuminated by the fire in the fireplace.
I was snuggled into a fluffy blanket, devouring the warmth it gave on a chilly winter night.
I was just on the brink of sleep when I heard a slight creak in my room's door and it opened, revealing a tall lean muscular silhouette.
"Wh - who are you?" I asked, trembling due to the sudden gush of chilly wind or maybe due to fear, I didn't know.
He said nothing, just kept walking towards me, after closing the door.
As soon as he closed the door, I was terrified. I scrumbled for anything I could use to defend myself against him. Found nothing.
As he came within a foot from me, where I was sitting on the cot, the fire's light directly illuminated his features and a soft gasp escaped my lips.
The same brilliant green eyes.
The same look of longing in it's eyes that stared down at me with satisfaction and.....love?
No way!
My god! He was the tiger, the beast, the beautiful creature that snuggled on my lap, that was so worried about my safety today.
I felt rough and hard finger touching me softly and a sigh escaped my mouth.
He was so breathtakingly handsome, I can't even describe him. There were no words in any language of this world that could give justice to his beauty.
"I wish I could rest on your lap longer, my love," his deep masculine voice sent shivers down my spine.
"You are r - real," I pathetically said.
"That is a doubt that resides in my mind for you, love, I cannot believe you are real," he said, stroking my hair, "I have been looking for you all my life."
Unable to say anything, too lost for words I just scooted closer to him and wrapped my arms around him, seeking his warmth, his passion, his love.
Strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me tighter against a hard naked chest.
"Aren't you feeling cold?" I mumbled against his neck.
"Right now I am feeling anything but cold, little one," he said and grabbed the back of my neck lightly and made me look at him.
I gasped when I saw his eyes, they were bursting with lust and longing. I felt myself getting wet just by imagining the things this powerful primitive man could do to me. Naughty things.
His eyes narrowed as he smelled something. Suddenly I was thrown on the cot and he hovered above me.
"You scent was already torturing me and now your wet scent!" He growled lustily, "I want to take you right now and if you don't want that stop thinking whatever you thought."
Orange fire illuminated his face as he stared down at me with so much lust, I could orgasm just by looking at him.
I wanted him to take me in the most primal way.
I trailed my finger on his thickly stubbled jawline, "I was just thinking about that little birthmark I have on my," I leaned forward to whisper in his ear, "inner thigh...near my *ahem* you know..."
His eyes darkened as he licked his lower lip, "near your what, love?"
I bit my lip, "You know the part of a woman's body....that gets wet on being aroused."
I could see his breath come in pants and lust swirling in his eyes. He lowered his head and his lips met my neck. He placed open mouthed kisses there, trailing kisses from my neck, then my jawline and then I felt his warm breath on my lips.
In a low husky voice, he said, "I still don't quite understand, love, which body part?"
He too was enjoying this little play.
Out of breath and totally in need of him, I said, "the part which is like a little flower with only two petals, those two petals are spread apart and there lies the flower's bud,"
His mouth was only an inch away from mine as he spoke, "So the flower has only a bud...?"
"There is a very small hole there..."
"Ohh," his hand found my braless breasts over my t-shirt and he flicked the tightened nipple, "what is that hole for, love?"
I moaned in delight as he massaged my breasts.
He pinched one n*pple roughly and I gasped, "I asked what is that hole for, naughty girl?"
"Ohh it is-" I was gasping for breath as his mouth suddenly attacked my breasts, making the cloth material around them wet with his kisses, "it is used for having sex...aaahh...hmmm....a man pushes his hard d*ck inside..."
"Fuck!" With that suddenly he lost control.
I gasped as I felt my clothes ripped open. My boobs sprang free and he attacked them without mercy. Both his hands cupped the heavy weight of my breasts and his mouth sucked on my left n*pple. I felt him bite it and screamed lightly.
God it felt good!
"I have waited for this my whole life," he said, squeezing my soft mounds, "for this night where I would make love to my mate, where I would explore her body, kiss every inch of it and make her scream in ecstasy."
"...take me...make me yours forever," I said, consumed with love for this man who had a beast residing inside him.
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