"Me too," he agreed with a chuckle. "I just didn't want- you know. To make you feel anymore pressured than you already are with the whole forced mating thing. But if you're crazy in love with me like I am with you, then we're crazy in love and that's awesome." That was even better than being mated to each other in a way. "Besides, I was already getting a thing for you, which is really why I think I bit you. You were way too good to let slip through my fingers, baby." He never had to urge to even kiss Antoinette, but Cleo pretty much had grabbed him in every way possible and made him see things weren't so bad. That meant a lot to him.
"Okay, but first I gotta do something," he told her, easing him off his chest. He was already naked, so he didn't have to worry about clothing. "You showed me yours, now I have to show you mine." Shifting for him was a little harder, it wasn't as fluid and natural. It didn't hurt like a forced shift, but the transformation wasn't comfy either.
Colin would never get used to the snap of sharpness of his senses when they changed it. The world was more sharp and vivid and real in wolf form. He heard and smelled everything and he could almost see better in the darkened room than he ever saw in daylight in his human form. He laid down so he didn't seem so large and intimidating, laying his head against Cleo's side and looking at her with his big golden eyes. Hopefully he wasn't too scary. She was a cute little kitty cat, he was one of the oldest species of badass predators that lived. It was not the same thing remotely.