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Dannik is the perfect hunter, and his favorite prey are the big cats of the hot, humid plains of Africa. With another job bringing stars to his eyes, the young, lean man sets out to catch the most dangerous of targets for his client; a majestic, beautiful lion.

However, something is different about the large cat he captures, from the sheer size to the strange, angry way it watches him with its odd green and gold eyes.

Waking in the middle of the night, in the dark empty plains, how can he handle the fact the lion has managed to escape its chains? Worse, is he dreaming, or is the large cat talking to him? Dannik has never encountered a were-lion till now, but its guaranteed to be an experience he won't ever be able to forget.

This 9.1k word M/M story is full of themes such as BDSM, reluctant first time gay sex, forced shifter sex, forced orgasms, induced craving for alpha male were-lions, humiliation and rough anal sex.

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Excerpt:

He felt a finger, silken with short fur, slide down his stomach and pull at his trousers. Dannik tried to look down, but Jex held his face away with his other palm, that grip solid. Like before, the claw tugged at the cloth, trailing to one side to caress his thigh through the thick material.

Dannik began breathing quicker, his expected reaction to all of this was the disgust and worry from earlier. Yet, this time, his body was behaving oddly. His blood pumped, his muscles tensed, and a warmth began to spread down into his loins. No, no, what is this? Why am I getting so excited!

Jex ran his sand paper tongue over the cut again, drawing less sharp pain, the area almost numbed. “You're starting to feel it, aren't you?” He didn't need to explain further, but it made Dannik blush, and as if on cue the heat in his belly coiled and rolled, his cock firming despite his wishes.

“H-how, how is this...” I'm not gay, I'm not! Yet his body was working itself up despite all of his mental denial. Thick fingers, running over his legs and back towards his hardening member where it was starting to strain against his pants, would find the evidence soon.

Claws dragged over the top of his trousers, and with disturbing ease, Jex tore the cloth open, leaving useless shreds. The man hissed, feeling a mixture of fear, his scent radiating with the salty musk. Still, his cock strained with visible energy, pressing against his boxers and begging to be free.

“Oh yes, you're getting quite worked up now, aren't you?” The creature laughed, his mane tickling that damp skin as his head moved. Jex stared down into Dannik's face, an expression akin to humor on that cat-like visage. “I thought you said you weren't into men, hmn?”

“I-I'm not! I'm...” Dannik was baffled, he wanted to argue to his core that he truly was not gay, and yet, here his hard cock was twitching with need between them both.