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I froze. Oh, I wanted his fingers so badly, and as an alpha, many of my former bedmates had been reluctant to shove anything in my hole.
“Once we eat, you can do whatever you want to me.”
I was flipping a pancake, when he pushed his body against mine, his cock engorged and pressed into my butt. Brett kissed the back of my neck and moved away. I was both pleased and disappointed, wanting not to flip the pancake on the floor but also missing him, his warm breath and his hot body sending goosebumps charging over my skin.
“Can we eat in bed?” Brett poured syrup over the pile of pancakes I’d made for him.
“We can.” What did it matter if we got syrup on the sheets? That was why washing machines were invented. Besides, dick with syrup would be a nice Sunday treat. Maybe we could start a tradition, though coffee spilled on my cock would be more than an owie. But I could shift and rid myself of the pain.
My mate carried his coffee and food into the bedroom, and I followed him. He stuck his fork in the pancakes and ate the mouthful, smearing his mouth in syrup. I kissed him, licking off the sticky substance and smacking my lips.
“So good.” He forked more pancake and offered it to me. “Both what I was eating and kissing.”
“Glad you liked the whole package.”
We ate the rest of our food and sipped our coffee, chatting about his new workplace and colleagues.
“This is so different to what I’m used to.” Brett peered at me over the rim of his mug.
“In a good way, I hope.”
“Absolutely.” But the smile faded from his face, and I avoided commenting.
Instead, I took the dishes into the kitchen and dumped them in the sink. When I returned to the bedroom, my mate appeared to be talking to himself. That was fine, I often did that before having to give someone bad news.
“More coffee?”
“I’d love some but I’ll get it.” He regarded his empty cup. “My unicorn is being difficult, saying he feels uncomfortable being here.”
What? What is he saying? My snow leopard was outraged. Maybe he’s going to leave and gallop off into the distance?
Just wait. He might want to shift. That was reasonable for a shifter.
“He’s wary of new places and people, even though you’re my mate.”
I’d never heard anything similar from my mated friends. Their beast had fallen in love with their mate’s humans and animal forms. Was I going to be the only one whose beast didn’t like me? That would make mating awkward and would go some way to expelling why we hadn’t marked one another.
“But he said he senses you’re a good guy.”
“Tell him he can take all the time he needs.”
No, he can’t. My snow leopard did the shifter version of stamping his feet.
Now who’s being a butthead?
No idea, he harrumphed.
“What if we went for a walk?” Unicorns might prefer fresh air or he could be claustrophobic.
“He’d like that.” Brett grabbed my robe and pulled me close. “Thank you for understanding.” His cheeks were a delicious shade of pink. “Raincheck on disrobing and finger-fucking you?”
“Absolutely.” We had a lifetime of finger and cock fucking and maybe tongue fucking to look forward to! “There’s a lovely park nearby with a waterfall and plenty of greenery and wide-open spaces.”
I filled two flasks with more coffee, cut up fruit, and grabbed a packet of crackers. I didn’t have vegan cheese, but I’d put it on my shopping list.
“Wow! You come prepared.” Brett peered into my backpack.
We strolled down the street, our hands brushing against one another. My fingers curled around his, and I sized up his expression, hoping this was okay. We’d been intimate, more than once, my cock had been inside his hole, so surely a bit of handholding wouldn’t upset Brett’s unicorn.
