Nita
Nita stoked the fire, trying not to let her eyes stray to the man at the other side of it. He was broad, with dark features and a brooding stare that seemed to hold more pain than she’d ever seen, even when she looked in the mirror. He was also completely n***d, something she was trying to avoid thinking about. Nita herself had put on a long t-shirt, feeling oddly under, and over, dressed at the same time. While she was a shifter, and used to being n***d around others, it felt different because of how physically attracted to him she was. Thankfully, it was probably nothing more than her need for s*x that had her feeling like this; it’d been a while since she’d had any, and her inner bear was making itself known as a consequence.
“So, your cousin?” the man asked, shifting nervously o
