Page 25 of Rubber Duckie Shifter Next Door

Luckily, none of them are shifters—or, at least, I hope they’re not. And I’m honestly too spent to care.

I sag back against the side of the Jacuzzi. The massage jets hit my back, and I let out a satisfied sigh.

Sig resurfaces a split second later, an equally satisfied grin on his face. I expect him to suck in a huge breath, or at least wipe the soap bubbles from his eyes, but aside from the smug look, the man acts like he wasn’t just underwater, giving me the most magical orgasm of my life.

“How long can you hold your breath?” I ask.

“Forever.”

“No, seriously.”

“I am being serious.” He smiles sheepishly. “It’s one of my shifter powers. I don’t need to breathe when I’m underwater.”

“One of your shifter powers? Does that mean you have others?”

“Just one. I’ll show you.” He lifts me up off the bench like I weigh nothing and gives me a slow, lazy kiss, which quickly turns heated.

“Tell me you want me, Rachel,” he demands.

“I want you, Sig. So much.”

He rubs his hard length against my core, and my eyes widen.

When did he have time to ditch his swim trunks?

His impressive cock peeks out from amidst a sea of bubbles and duckies, and I reach for it.

I cup his throbbing length and stroke up and down. He lets out a surprised gasp that sounds almost like a squeak. And the fact that I have this power over him is intoxicating.

“Enough.” Sig grabs my wrist and pins my arm behind my back.

My eyes widen and a wave of desire courses through me as he settles me on his cock and claims me like a man possessed.

I dig my nails into his slick back as he thrusts, each movement more powerful than the last. The heat and steam from the hot tub only add to the intensity.

I gasp and arch my back, pushing my breasts into his chest when Sig suddenly pulls me off his erection and spins me around so my back is to him.

“Trust me,” he growls in my ear, his voice low and full of promise.

I nod, because I do. Even though I haven’t known Sig long, I trust him implicitly.

He pins my arms behind my back with one powerful hand and slides inside me. Then he grabs a rubber duckie from the hot tub’s surface and presses it against my clit.

Before I can react, the plastic toy begins to vibrate. The sensation shoots through my body, sending shockwave after shockwave of pleasure coursing through me. I clench around his cock and scream my release, my body shaking and legs trembling so hard I’d sink into the water if Sig wasn’t holding me up.

“You liked that, didn’t you?” His hot breath caresses my ear.

All I can do is nod.

“Good.” He lifts me up and spins me around to face him.

His eyes glint with a mixture of satisfaction and desire as he lifts me up and settles me on the tip of his cock.

He thrusts into me with a fierceness that takes my breath away. Harder, deeper, he pushes me closer and closer to the edge all over again.

The water sloshes around us, and I almost miss his whispered words.

“I love you, Rachel.”