“The best company,” Syx agreed, humming at the kiss. He put on his own helmet, a custom built full face mask that when activated shimmered until it made the illusion of a normal sized head. It was a low intrusion camouflage, just so that they didn’t draw unwanted attention.
Revving the bike until it purred between their legs, Syx tore out of Evil Lair. The door activated and closed behind them as he turned the bike out towards the highway to leave the city. With a mad laugh, he sped, taking the turns low and steep. Enjoying the adrenaline of the ride and his mate’s arms around him.
Anna couldn’t help the delighted sound she made as they raced through the streets. She trusted him fully, knowing he had full control of the bike as they took the corners too fast and perhaps lower than anybody else would feel comfortable on. Herself? She adored it. She knew should anything happen, she would protect him, as she always would. She wasn’t sure how it was she knew her body was far more durable than other humans.. but she knew it to be true on instinct alone.
She kept a firm hold of him until they came to a stop, making a soft breathless sound of laughter as she took the helmet. She got off first, reaching up to ruffle her cropped hair back into place before smiling to him. “Step one complete,” She mused in a somewhat teasing manner, chuckling softly.
Swinging off the bike once he’d parked in the quiet secluded location in the wooded area, Syx took off his helmet and reached out to tussle his mate’s hair as well. Ever since their first ride together he’d adored her adrenaline loving nature, having someone to thrill with him over the speed and danger on high-speed travel was better than he’d imagined. His arms wrapped around her, his lips against her neck, he purred, “Dangerous tiger.”
Pulling back Syx wondered, “Am I even safe? taking this beast back to the forest?” he waggled his brows at her, a delightfully wicked grin spreading on his face. fingers hooking the edge of her pants, he pulled their hips together, “I’ll get eaten alive.”
Biting his lip, he danced back enough to start grabbing the stuff from the saddle bags. Tight leather covered ass in the air as he bent over, looking back over his shoulder at her, “My wild tiger.”
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