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But he didn't rush us. I stared into his leopard's eyes and felt his beast stretch inside his body, like it was rubbing against the bones of its cage. They were triaging, taking the ones they could save; the dead aren't going anywhere. I'd thought once it was shampoo, or soap, but it wasn't.

I ended up with four names, two descriptions, and only poor Clarke had not fed. But inside I was kicking myself, because it was so simple. Once inside me, he did something with his hips that seemed almost to make him roll inside me. Of course, maybe that was the point.