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ach you how to call Gregory's beast？〃
〃I didn't learn a damn thing except that you're in a foul mood and taking it out on other people。〃
〃You want to know what's wrong？ You really want to know？〃
〃Yeah； I do。〃
〃Get out of the way； Stephen；〃 he said； and Stephen didn't even ask why； he just crawled out from between us。
We were left staring at each other； not quite two feet apart。 What he'd done to Stephen seemed to have taken the edge off his power； but it was still there like some great slumbering thing pressing against the surface。
〃Open the marks； Anita； feel what I'm feeling。〃
〃I opened the marks already。 I figured I had to； to learn how to do this。〃
〃So it's just my shielding？〃 He made it a question。
I nodded。 〃I can feel your rage； Richard； I just don't know why。〃
〃Just my shields between us and 。。。 〃 He shook his head； almost smiling； then he dropped his shields。 It hit me like a physical force； drove me back a step。 Anger so raw it filled my throat with bile； a self…loathing so deep that it drew tears down my cheeks in two hot lines。 I stood there for a minute feeling Richard's pain； and it was suffocating。
I stared up at him； the tears still wet on my cheeks。 〃Richard； oh my God。〃
〃Don't feel sorry for me； don't you dare feel pity for me！〃 He grabbed my arms when he said it； and the moment we touched； our beasts poured up from inside us and spread across our skins in a hot dance of power。 His beast crashed through me； invisible； metaphysical claws ripping through my body。 It was as if Richard's beast was trying to eat his way through my body。 I screamed； and thrust my beast into his； and I felt claws ripping into meat。 There was nothing to see with the eye； but I could feel it； feel fur and muscle and meat under claws and teeth。 I screamed not just from the pain； but from the sensations of cutting Richard up。 He hurt me； and I wanted to hurt him back。 There was no more reasoning； no more thinking； just reacting。
Our beasts tore through each other； rolling； clawing； tearing。 We collapsed on the deck； screaming。 Dimly I could still feel Richard's hands locked on my arms as if he couldn't let go。
There was movement all around us。 People hovering； but no one interfered； no one touched us。 When we fell； they scattered； as if afraid to touch us。 Voices shouting above our screams； 〃What's wrong？ What's happening？ Anita； Anita！ Richard； control it！〃
His beast was suddenly like a weight inside me； but it didn't hurt。 The two energies lay quiet； leaning against each other； not mingling； just leaning。 I could almost feel the solid push of his beast against something inside of me that had bones and fur； and wasn't me。 I couldn't hear anything but the thundering of the blood in my own head。 I felt Richard's weight on top of me； before I looked down to find him collapsed over me。 His head rested on my chest。 I could feel the pulse of the blood in his body； his heart racing against the skin of my stomach。 I was covered in the cool slime from Stephen's body。 One； I was lying in a pool of it； two； Richard had been covered in it； and he'd slid down my body。 I was going to have to shower before I could go to bed； even if it was dawn。 And I ached； ached as if I'd been beaten。 I knew I'd be stiff when I moved。
Everyone was standing in a ring above us； staring down。 I found my voice； hoarse； almost raspy； but clear。 〃Get off of me。〃
Richard raised his head； slowly； as if he hurt； too。 〃I'm sorry。〃
〃You're always sorry； Richard； now get off of me。〃
He didn't move； in fact he settled heavier； hands curving at the edges of my waist。 〃Do you still want to help Gregory？〃
〃That's what this whole show is about； so yeah。〃
〃Then let's try again。〃
I tensed； and started trying to wriggle out from under him。 His hands tightened at my waist。 〃Easy； Anita； it won't hurt。 I don't think。〃
〃Says you。 It hurt like a son of a bitch。 Let me go； Richard。〃 My voice held the beginnings of anger； and fear。 I liked the anger； could have done without the fear。
〃You fought me to a standoff。 It's over；〃 he said。
I stopped struggling and stared at him。 〃What are you talking about？〃
〃We're not the same kind of animal； Anita。 They had to find out who's 。。。 tougher。〃
I stared down the line of my body into those brown eyes。 〃Are you saying this was some kind of dominance display？〃
〃Not exactly。〃
Strangely； it was Merle who answered。 〃When two such different beasts meet； and they are both strong dominants such as a true Nimir…Ra； and a true Ulfric the two animals must fight and test each other。 I have seen it before。 It is a type of taming of one beast by the other。〃
I looked way up at the tall man。 〃No one tamed anyone。〃
Merle knelt beside us。 〃I think you are right。 It is as the Ulfric has said； a standoff。 He could have kept fighting until one of you won； or lost； but he chose to let it be。〃
I remembered someone telling Richard to control it； it being his beast。 I looked at Richard。 〃You stopped； didn't you？〃
〃I don't care which of us is more dominant； Anita。 Those kind of games have never meant anything to me； unless people forced me to play them。〃
〃You said something about helping Gregory。 What did you mean？〃
He started working his way a little higher up my body； sliding his body along mine。 I could feel the slime from his shirt recoating my bare stomach and nearly bare chest。 My disgust must have shown on my face； because he asked； 〃What's wrong？〃
〃Your shirt is covered in slime； and I'm lying in a pool of it。 I didn't just want you to get off me to be off of me； I wanted to get up out of this mess。〃
He came to his knees； his legs on either side of mine。 I could feel our beasts stretched between us like something that should have been visible； as if each of their heads was buried in the other's chest。 He offered me a hand。 I stared up at him。
〃I know you don't need the help； Anita。 But our beasts are touching now。 It's a close connection and physical contact will help us keep it until we finish Gregory。〃
I didn't need the earnest look on his face to know he was telling the truth； the marks were still open between us。 I knew he was telling the truth。
I took his hand and he lifted me to my feet。 Standing up hurt； and either he felt it or saw it on my face。 〃I hurt you；〃 he said softly。
〃We hurt each other。〃 I could feel that he was stiff； aching； but he moved like he wasn't； and I still moved human stiff。
He raised the bottom of his shirt； still holding my hand。 〃Touch me。〃
I looked up at him； and he laughed。 〃Just keep physical contact； Anita。 I don't mean anything by it。 But I need both my hands。〃
I laid a hand on his side； very tentatively。
He shook his head。 〃I'm going to take my shirt off。〃
If you can't touch a person's hands； arms； or much of their upper body； you run out of polite places to touch。 I settled for sliding my hand under the wet shirt； touching the smooth firmness of his side。 Even his skin was damp from the shirt having molded to it。
Richard drew the shirt over his head； and I was left standing inches from him as he revealed the flat plains of his stomach； the muscular swell of his chest； and arched his back to draw the shirt over his head。 The sight of him； the pull of the lust that always came when I saw him without clothes pushed my beast against his。 I felt furred sides roll against each other； a tentative roll of power that felt like someone had taken velvet and caressed the most intimate part of me。
Richard gasped。
I concentrated hard to stop the movement； but that I'd done it without thinking brought heat in a wash up my face。 I looked at the ground； my hand was still only touching his side； just above his jeans； but the touch felt suddenly intimate。 I wanted to take my hand away； and his hand covered mine before I could move。 He pressed my hand to him； firm； but not forceful。
He touched my chin； raised my face until I had to look at him。 〃It's alright； Anita。 I love the fact that just seeing me moves you like that。〃
The blush that had been fading； blazed harder。 He laughed； soft； low； with that edge that a man's laugh gets when he's thinking intimate things。 〃I have missed you； Anita。〃
I looked up at him。 〃I missed you； too。〃
His beast moved through me in a wash of power and sensation that left me gasping。 My beast responded to his。 I couldn't seem to stop it。 Maybe I didn't want to。 Those shadow forms rolled in and out of each other； through us； until I couldn't breathe； couldn't think。 It was Richard who drew back first； and said； 〃Dear God； I never thought 。。。 〃 I felt the effort it cost him to draw back from me； to stop。 His face showed a businesslike； no…nonsense look； but I could feel the trembling of other things inside him。 His voice came out brisk。 〃I'll call Jamil's beast； the way it's supposed to be done。 Feel what I do； how I use my beast to call his。〃
My voice was a little breathy。 〃Then I'll do Gregory。〃
He nodded。 〃Or I can call Shang…Da's beast； if you need to see it one more time。〃
I nodded。 〃Okay。〃
He slid a hand around my waist； drawing me against him。 It didn't seem as intimate as the roil of our beasts inside us。 Jamil stood facing us。 He'd stripped off his shirt a