J.M. Snyder

Bitten as a teen, Caleb now suffers through a painful transformation from human to bobcat a few days each month. As a bobcat, he leaves behind his camp and fellow soldiers to explore the night. But a gunshot and the bright scent of fresh blood draws him to a clearing where he learns that he isn't the only one of his kind.<br><br>Wounded and hurt, Brance is a loner by nature, gruff and grumbling, who doesn't want anything to do with Caleb ... at first. The younger bobcat prevails, and starts to win Brance over, until they turn human again and find themselves on opposite sides of the American Civil War.

Under a Confederate Moon

Brance grunted,a primitive,lustful sound,and Caleb raised up on his elbowsas if he could see what was going on down there.


Assuming the worst,he cautioned,“Don’t use it all—”


Then something butted against him,pressing between his ass cheeks.Caleb caught his breath,then moaned loudly as Brance eased into him.Pleasure shotthrough him as the spongy tip passed one sphincter,then squeezed into the next.When it bumped along his prostate and slid further inside,Caleb’s cryof pleasure rent the night.He came in a heated rush that ripped through him,exciting him,hardening him all over again.“Yes,”he called out,the wordsslurred and breathy as Brance drove into him with a steady rhythm that rocked them both.“God,fuck me,yes,yes.”


Chapter 13