The lion’s massive body leaned slightly toward her. He lowered his enormous head until his chin nearly touched the ground, just to get a little closer.
His deep, resonant voice rang out, laced with a kind of lazy tenderness that broke the silence. “What are you doing, little female?” The endearment came naturally from him, brimming with affectionate possessiveness, its final note rising slightly as if he were teasing a beloved treasure.
“Become my mate!”
“No!”
“I don’t care! You have to!”
They competed for her affection...
