By the Horns: A Fantasy Rom Com (Fantasy Flatmates Book 1) by Jemma Croft

Author:Jemma Croft [Croft, Jemma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-07-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

Taurin

My Gods, this mattress was comfortable, like sleeping on a pile of freshly washed baby sheep. I would have to get the brand name before we left. If we won, I’ll spend my half on that. Troll mattresses were, yeah, they were fine, comfy even, but this was next level.

The scent of her filled my nostrils. I dreamed of her. Of course, I did. I always dreamed of her.

Oh, they were going to have to pry me out of this bed.

I stretched out my toes, running them against the luxurious cotton sheets. I did the same with my tail and my fingers, and found I was holding a pillow. I gave it a squeeze. Okay, that was the weirdest textured pillow ever. I squeezed again. What sort of pillow fits in the palm of my hand? And is warm? And has a . . . button? Felt kind of like a—

I flung my eyes open, and yep, I’d been honking Peaches’ boob.

“Joey!” I shot up to my knees and immediately shifted into my human form. Looking down into my lap, I bundled the covers over myself.

Her grin let me know she’d probably been awake for some time. She dragged her eyes away from my crotch. “Uh . . . Yikes,” she said, almost inaudible. Her eyebrows retracted to their usual spot on her forehead, then she placed her arms above her head, curved her back, and yawned. I tried not to look at those tits I’d just fondled — could still recall the squish on my palm — or the three inches of exposed skin around her middle, or the shorts on her pyjamas that had risen right up her ass cheek.

“How long have you been—I can’t believe you didn’t listen—Joey, I could have hurt you.”

“I was cold on that chair-bed, and my neck was getting all crumpy.”

I ran my hands through my hair. I was pissed. Not Seeing Red pissed but pissed all the same. I explicitly told her she couldn’t share a space with my animal form. And she fucking ignored me. She knew what I would become, and what I’m capable of, and yet she still climbed into bed with me—

. . .

Huh.

She knew what I’d become. Knew the risks, what could happen, and she still chose . . . me. And not only human me. The worst version of me. I would have been a bull when she crept in. Would have had a head as big as her torso, and horns twice the size, and a huge nose ring. Would have been hairy as fuck, and smelly, and snoring, probably.

Some of my irritation ebbed, my heart rate decreased, my shoulders de-tensed.

She was still there. Didn’t run away screaming and crying. It was morning and she was still here. Still looking at me like . . . like she wanted me.

“Weren’t you scared?” I asked.

“Why would I be scared?” she said, as though I was being pedantic. “You didn’t hurt me. All you did was

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