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He was involved, whether he liked it or not. Admit it, that very first day when their eyes locked, he’d felt a stirring that went way deeper than his cocks. It went to his soul.
Something about him and this human went beyond logic.
Fuck Adina. She was supposed to have arranged a business agreement, not a fucking love match.
Love.
He shook himself, turned his attention back to the photos, trying to view them as anything other than the most erotic things he’d ever set eyes on.
“These,” he said. “Only these three. No others.” He chose the ones that preserved a skerrick of Min’s modesty, just his hand on her butt, before her dress had rumpled in his fist, showing her beautiful skin in the moonlight. “Now go hand over all the negatives to Ebony. If any other picture ever shows itself, we will come after you so hard you’ll wish I’d set a pack of hounds on you instead.”
“Right-o, boss.” The ferret moved carefully toward the door, one wary eye on him.
“Yeah, take that, you little vermin,” Ethan muttered as the door closed behind him, feeling somewhat ashamed of his outburst.
It was just that he was so freakin’ wired after last night.
He’d sneaked out this morning before Min woke.
Her shape in the bed as he tiptoed past, the tumble of her gorgeous hair on the pillow, had made him want to dive onto the bed and gather her into him, sniff her hair, the scent of her arousal still embedded in his brain, the feel of her human, pliant body.
He’d stood in the guest bathroom staring helplessly at his bursting cocks.
It was the smaller one, the way it pulsed and oozed pre-cum that had him really worried.
Sure, his main cock was hard as a rod too, the ripples and veins standing proud, but it was the fact that his groc wanted to pleasure Min, give her orgasm after orgasm before his own release, that was what worried him.
If his big rod was willing to wait, then that could only mean one thing.
It was commitment shit with a capital C.
He’d never had it this bad, not even close.
Never felt this way toward any other creature.
With an exasperated growl now, he picked up the internal phone and called Ebony.
When she arrived in his office, he motioned for her to sit.
“Has that ferret left the premises? Because if he hasn’t, I will torch his mangy ass until he’s racing around in search of a water hydrant.”
“Yes, he’s gone. And I have disposed of the negatives.”
She came over and looked at the pictures on his desk. “Which ones should I put out there?”
He practically flung the three photos at her. She frowned. “What’s bitten you?” She glanced at the pictures and her beak clacked in surprise, her bright eyes wide. “Oh, um, that kiss is quite… saucy.”
“These are the least saucy.”
She blinked across at him, smirking. “So I was right about the chemistry, then.”
Ethan pushed back his chair, got up and stomped around his office, ruffling the scales on the back of his neck. “It’s… got awkward. Not in a bad way—well, probably not in a good way either, but er, yeah, seems we do have a bit of a mutual “thing” for each other.”
Ebony let out a musical chuckle, her wing fluttering to her mouth. “Ooh, I love it when I’m right.”
Ethan rolled his eyes. “Well, hooley dooley, why don’t you quit working for me and start up a matchmaking service then?”
“I just might.” She plumped up her feathers, her eyes dancing.
