Curtis asked a few moments after I shifted. “No, it’s still me in here,” I answered with a slight growl. It was hard to be part cat and not have everything I say sound like an animal was saying it. “I’m glad you still want me.” “Oh yeah,” he moaned and spread his legs wider. I moved in between them carefully, since I still couldn’t see much. “You don’t have depth perception, do you?” “No, not at all,” I admitted, my cheeks heating up. “Two of my brothers see like this when they’re in human form and can see perfectly in their other forms. One explained it as it’s like when someone’s standing in front of the sun and you see the shadows over you. You can kind of see the person, but it’s hard to gauge much.” “I still think you’re perfect, Shem.” Curtis leaned forward to kiss me, which must have pushed his fingers deeper into him because he groaned. He was careful to kiss my catlike nose so he didn’t get cut on my sharp teeth. “I’m ready for you, angel.”
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