Chapter 81

Rory withdrew his arm from Zane’s neck. The big guy rose and turned to rummage in the nightstand drawer. No matter how many times he saw it, Rory never stopped marveling at the sheer size and power of Zane’s body. He was much too thick set to be considered a bodybuilder, plus his muscles had been gained through physical labor, not achieved by attending a gym. There was some padding around Zane’s middle, no doubt because of all the food he put away. Rory loved his man’s slight softness. That, combined with Zane’s thick pelt of fur, made for a perfect combination as far as Rory was concerned.

Zane turned back, bottle of lube and wrapped condom in hand.

Butterflies had taken flight in Rory’s stomach. Sure, he couldn’t think of anyone other than Zane to pop his cherry, but it was still a momentous decision. If the big guy knew how nervous Rory was, he’d refuse to go ahead.