The Otter's Tale by Charlie Richards

Author:Charlie Richards [Richards, Charlie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Adult, Erotic Romance, gay, GLBT, Paranormal, Shapehsifter
ISBN: 9781487413965
Publisher: eXtasy Books
Published: 2017-06-16T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

When Aziel shoved his shorts down his thighs, for just an instant, he worried. He knew he was huge. His cock was in proportion to his big body, after all.

A second later, Aziel recognized the gleam in Jerome’s eyes as hunger, and relief filled him. “Help me out of these,” he demanded gruffly, pointing at them. With the way Jerome sat between his legs, he couldn’t very well do much anyway.

Jerome nodded and reached for his shorts. As he skimmed them down Aziel’s good leg first, his fingernails lightly scraped across his skin. Aziel felt goose bumps rise on his flesh, and pleasant chills racked his body.

Aziel gasped softly, shocked at how wonderful such an innocent touch could feel. He trembled in anticipation as he watched cooperatively as Jerome eased his shorts off his injured leg, lifting his foot when requested. Finally, he sprawled naked as the day he was born beneath another man’s hungry, appreciative gaze.

A bout of nerves suddenly coursed through him.

Shifting restlessly, Aziel attempted to take his mind off his discomfort by sweeping his gaze over Jerome’s body. When they’d been sitting beside the pond’s bank, he’d been more than a little out of it—woozy and in pain. Even then, however, he’d recognized that Jerome was a damn handsome man.

Jerome had a tone, muscular form. His shoulders were well-proportioned to his lightly-bronzed skinned body. While his torso was wide and chiseled, his form tapered to a slim waist which, instead of a six pack like many paranormals he’d seen naked, there was a tiny bit of a bulge. There was no way anyone would call the man fat, but he wasn’t cut, either.

For some reason, Aziel found he loved it. The image of him mounting him like a stallion would a mare popped into his mind. He’d thread the fingers of one hand through his thick, dark hair and wrap the other around his body. He’d massage the smooth skin over his abdominals as he used his hold to ram his dick deep into his—

“By the gods,” Jerome whispered, his voice husky. “I really would love to know what you’re thinking about right now.”

“You,” Aziel immediately replied. He swallowed hard, tearing his gaze away from Jerome’s smooth belly and focusing on his face. “Fucking you. Holding you down.” His voice grew soft and rumbly. “I know you’re stronger than humans. The idea that I won’t hurt you with my size—” His breathing hitched as excitement thrummed through him.

“Does that mean you no longer want me to fuck you?” Jerome asked slowly. He reached down and stroked his hard dick, drawing Aziel’s focus to his erection. “It’s not too late to switch positions.”

Aziel’s nerves returned. Jerome’s prick was long. Not as long as his own, but still maybe eight inches. It also appeared pretty damn thick. His asshole clenched as unease slithered through him, considering Aziel had never had anything other than a doctor’s finger up his chute for the one and only prostate exam he’d struggled through to prove himself healthy for college ball.

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