Page 249 of His Flash Mate
“It’s my molt,” he said, taking the sheet of skin that had come off.
When he held it up, it looked like what peeled off a human after a bad sunburn.Not as terrifying as I’d first thought.And his cheek, where it’d come from, wasn’t pink or raw.It looked completely normal.
“The rubbing helped it break free.”He leaned in, nuzzling my neck with his cheek.“You feel so good.Let me just…”
The rubbing intensified, and I understood we wouldn’t be leaving his room until Konni finished his molt.
“Let’s take this to the bathtub,” I said.“Then you owe me a new dinner.”
He had me up in his arms a second later.
Helping Konni with his molt was interesting.It didn’t peel off like human skin; it required rubbing to loosen first.
A lot of rubbing.
My hands got tired, so I just let him take over rubbing against me.The floor was splashed with bathwater by the time my toes pruned.
We’d made progress, but not nearly enough.
“Can we please take a small food break?”I begged.
He nodded, carried me to the bed, and sent his mom a request for another plate.The apology he added, for growling earlier, was sweet, and I could tell it bothered him that he’d reacted as he had.
“She understands,” I said, lightly raking my fingers down his back.
He tossed the phone, tackled me to the mattress, and started rubbing against me again.I laughed, loving it since I knew he was being playful.
When the food arrived, we ate on the floor so there wouldn't be an accidental food-spill on the bed.It was a smart decision because he ended up pulling me onto his lap before I finished, and I had to eat with him cuddling me.
His phone pinged with a new message.
“Your jealous mate needs to check,” I said.
His gaze filled with humor, and he rumbled loudly as he let me go.It was the first time since he found me that he looked and sounded like himself.
Glad we were getting back to normal, I read the message from his mom.
Momster:Lianna stopped by again to check on you.I sent her away and told her you would call her when you had time.Also, followers see your rampage as Sophia’s fairytale rescue.We need to talk about these invites.I think it’s past time we address Sophia’s place in your world.
“Who is it?”he asked.
“Your mom.Nice contact name.She wrote a novel,” I said.
“Does that mean I get a reward from my jealous mate?”
“No.Lianna stopped by to check on you.Would you like her to help with your molt?I’m pretty sure I could get her to?—”
He tossed me onto the bed, gripped my hips, and began rubbing his face against my thighs, a reminder that he wasn’t in the right frame of mind to talk rationally.
I huffed a sigh.“Show me where you still itch.”
Bit by bit, I freed him from his crazed possessive need until only one place was left.He tried telling me he could get the rest himself, that he’d gone his whole life without helpthere, but I saw the yearning in his eyes.
“Since you’ve been the most perfect boyfriend, I won’t just help, I’ll let you choose how.Hands or…you choose.”
His eyes glinted with gold, and scales shimmered in and out of focus on his skin, brighter than I’d ever seen them.
A second later, he tossed me over his shoulder and strode toward the bathroom.
