Chapter 9

I was on the bed seconds later, and I draped myself over him, fitting my body to his completely. Sol thrust back, wanting my cock inside him, but I wasn’t ready for that yet. I wanted to touch him first, feel him against me. With one hand, I swept his long mane to the side. I couldn’t reach his face—our difference in centimeters made that impossible—but I got my mouth on the back of his neck. I wanted to bite, but didn’t want a mouthful of fur, so I kissed instead and rubbed my nose along his hairline.

He keened, a long whimper of a sound, and his thighs shook against mine.

“Fast,” he growled, and shoved his ass against my groin. “Please. Fast first.”

Whatever he needed. But I was sure as fuck would take my time with him at some point during this.