Screwed (Four Bears Construction Book 4) by K.M. Neuhold

Author:K.M. Neuhold [Neuhold, K.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-01T16:00:00+00:00

Daniel

I’m bubbling with excited energy as I move around the kitchen, Monty draped casually around my shoulders, preparing dinner. My playlist made special for Monty plays from my phone, resting on the counter—“Rattlesnake Shake” by Motley Crew, “Lady Cobra” by Green Day, and “Inject the Venom” by AC/DC. It’s a pretty good playlist if I do say so myself. Although I’m not sure Monty is as impressed as he should be with my effort.

He flicks his tongue out, tasting the air and tickling my cheek at the same time. I giggle at the sensation and sprinkle a handful of cheese on top of the enchiladas I’m making before popping them into the oven. Monty tightens around my neck when I lean over the oven and then relaxes when I right myself. His scales are cool and smooth against my skin, the weight of him peaceful. I can’t figure out what Stone’s issue is with this handsome guy.

“If he gave you half a chance, he’d see how charming you are,” I tell Monty in a cooing voice. He flicks his tongue out again in agreement.

“You often have conversations with my snake?” Ollie’s voice startles me, and I laugh.

“Not as often as I’d like,” I flirt, arching an eyebrow at him. “Oh, you mean Monty? Then, yes, the two of us are very close. He’s a great listener and an even better cuddler.”

“You don’t have to tell me,” he says. “Monty and I have been together a hell of a lot longer than any relationship of mine has lasted. He’s scared a few guys away, but I figure if they can’t handle my snake, they probably weren’t worth it.”

I smirk at his innuendo. “Dinner should be ready in about twenty minutes.”

“Thanks, I’m starving.” Without warning, he tugs his shirt over his head, and I’m sure I look like one of those cartoon characters with their tongue unfurling and their eyes popping out of their head. Ahoooga. “I’m going to grab a quick shower, and then you have to tell me about how your day went.”

I swallow down my excess drool and nod. I can’t rub my face all over Ollie’s chest like a cat in heat. I mean, I probably can, but I really, really shouldn’t.

While Ollie showers, I tidy up a little, put Monty away, and wash up for dinner. A few minutes later, Ollie steps out of the bathroom with nothing but a small, white towel just barely clinging to his hips. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.

I rake my eyes over him greedily, my cock rising to the occasion quickly. Droplets of water cling to his skin and mat down the hair on his chest and belly, his dark happy trail disappearing beneath the towel, leaving it up to my imagination to remember exactly what his cock looked like…and how it tasted…and the way it felt stretching my lips and my hole.

An involuntary whimper falls from my lips, and a very obvious bulge distorts the shape of the towel.

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