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When he grinned again, I wondered if he ever stopped with his sunshine attitude?
He shoved his jeans and underwear down. Then he paused with his hands on his hips, displaying himself for me and, I admit, I looked.
I drank in every fucking inch of his pale, silky skin. I shouldn’t, but I didn’t have the strength to look away, and it wasn’t like he was hiding himself. He stood proudly while I admired.
My cock jerked in my jeans. Hell, even my balls felt heavy. A need to be inside him punched me in the lower gut.
Who the fuck was this guy?
When I dragged my attention back to his face, I sucked in a sharp breath as his bones broke. They reshaped as fur sprouted before he, somehow, shrunk down to a damn fox.
He hadn’t been lying.
I sat my ass down on the chair behind me. In fact, if it hadn’t been there, I would have hit the floor since my knees gave out on me.
“Jesus Christ,” I uttered, staring at the fox from where it sat panting with his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth.
It was the cutest damn thing I’d seen.
But he’d been a man.
Only seconds ago.
The fox rose and danced around in a circle, chasing its tail. It drew out an unexpected laugh from me, but I slammed my lips closed and thinned them.
The fox had heard, though. He stopped its game to walk toward me.
I stilled as it grew closer. I didn’t know what it’d do.
My body jolted at the chittering noise it made before he licked at my hand that I rested on my thigh.
He licked again, then nudged it with his nose.
It couldn’t want a pat, right?
Fuck, I wanted to try anyway.
“Just don’t bite my hand off,” I told him.
He chittered louder while prancing from side to side on its paws.
Seemed both parts, animal and human, had similar traits. This fox couldn’t keep still.
Reaching out, I ran my palm over its head. He pushed up into it and shivered as I glided it down over his soft back.
In a blink, the fox was a man.
Riker tipped his head back and smirked up at me. “You can pat me anytime and anywhere.”
CHAPTER TWO
RIKER
My mate let out a manly yelp and, unfortunately, removed his hand from my back as he jolted away. But at least his movement sent a whiff of his scent into my nose. I took in a big lungful. It reminded me of savoring a mug of warm chocolate milk in the deepest part of a forest while hunting for prey.
Hmm, yum. But would my mate even like hot chocolate? I had to search his cupboards to see if he had any chocolate at all. I liked Rio’s chocolate muffins and cookies. He made the best ones.
“What the fuck, Riker,” Corbin bit out.
