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I want him to.
Breathing through my nose, I turn my focus away from his face and hands to his cock, and?—
Wait.
What the fuck?
I pull off. “Dude, is your dick bumpy?”
He stares down at me with glazed eyes. “Huh?”
Squinting in an attempt to see better, I wrap a hand around him, and yep. Bumpy. “Well, well. This could be fun.”
“Never been with an elf or dragon before, huh?” Ari asks, his brain seemingly switching on again.
I shake my head. “Nope, and now I’m regretting it. Anything else I might find interesting? Wait, you know about shifter dick, right?”
His teeth flash as he grins. “The barbs? Oh yeah. Can’t wait to get those inside me.”
My whole body shudders with need. “Me too.” I lick my lips. “But in the meantime…”
The heavy weight of him stretches my mouth perfectly, and I relish the sensation of those bumps against my lips as I bob up and down on him. I love giving head. There’s no feeling quite so powerful and yet generous, and his long groan vibrates through me.
As his body gets tenser and tenser, I pick up the pace and slide my hand into my own pants, where my ever-present sex hormones—with help from Ari’s sexy self—have made me hard again.
“Felix,” Ari hisses, his hand clenching tight in my hair, and I smugly swallow as he shoots.
When he drops to his knees a moment later, panting hard, I let my gaze roam over every inch of him, stroking myself slowly as I do. I can’t wait to get him naked and spread out in a big bed.
“What’s that you’re doing?” he says a moment later, his breathing less erratic. “Need some help?”
I let go of my cock and gesture for him to take over. “I’m open to interspecies collaboration.”
Huffing a laugh, he gently shoves me onto my ass, then pushes me down flat, kneeling between my legs. “Let’s take the edge off, and then we’re going back to my place so you can fuck me in the shower.”
That visual combined with his mouth closing around the head of my dick are all it takes to have me coming hard enough to pass out for a second.
Lying in the dirt, still breathing hard as I stare up at the majesty of the universe above me, I decide that this is the best night of my life.
CHAPTER TWENTY
Ari
It’s notfor another five days—five days of exciting, hot sex with an insatiable shifter—that Felix remembers he wanted to teach me to skate. I try to distract him, but somehow I still end up at the rink in the training facility late one afternoon, looking dubiously at the skates Felix is holding out to me. He got special permission for us to be here, which meant speaking to Lurlene and Craig Voss. Both of them thought it was a great idea for me to learn to skate, which I still don’t understand, so now I’m stuck. I can’t think of a way to back out that won’t look unprofessional as well as upsetting Felix.
So I’m learning to skate. On ice. Eoin nearly broke a rib laughing when I told him, then asked me to film the lesson. That’s not happening.
I take the skates and sit down to put them on. “Whose are these?” I ask, and he shrugs.
“An old pair of Jared’s. He doesn’t skate much anymore, but you and he wear the same size, so I thought I’d ask if he still had a pair.”
If Jared knows, that means the king does too. Wonderful. All— My head snaps up. “Did he ask you to take video of me?”
The sheepish smile on Felix’s face is the only answer I need. “I told him I wouldn’t,” he assures me. “At least, not until you’ve got the hang of it. Then we can send a video of the two of us doing laps of the rink or something.”
I love how optimistic he is.
“Sure. Is there a trick to tying these or are they just like a regular shoe?” I toe off my sneakers and try not to sneer at the skates.
