Zorin struggles with removing his armor, so I unbuckle his vest and drop it on the floor, then I grab the hem of his shirt and peel it off of him.
The bruises and gashes that glare out at me from his soft blue skin make me want to cry. “Stars, Zorin.”
“It’s been worse,” he says, taking off my armored vest. “Much.”
He peels my shirt over my head, drops it in the pile, and unsnaps my bra. “You know, it’s okay if you want to kiss him, or do other things with Azrim.”
“But you’re my mate. Why would you say that? I mean, I get that we’re sort of co-parenting because packs require…”
“Tessi. Our packs always have a backup male mate. Sometimes, we share. We have fewer females than males. You know we bite claim in front of the pack. You think they don’t get riled up watching other Shifters fuck?” He strips out of his tactical pants and boots. “It often turns into a regular mating circle. Every full moon. I’m just saying, if you want him, that’s okay with me. It would make me happy.”
He turns on the shower and steps inside, promptly washing his face. I strip out of my disgusting meat-covered clothes and climb into the shower behind him. The firm mounds of his bare backside are a nice reward after a hellish week.
He wipes his eyes and looks back at me. Teeth elongate in his mouth. His claws come out. But Zorin closes his eyes and inhales deeply. My name rumbles from his lips like the monster inside him is the one in control.
Zorin frantically collects me and buries his lips in mine. He hoists me up by the hips and guides me to the wall. “I want you.”
His whole body trembles as he waits for my response. The hot, soaked tip of his cock grazes my opening as he braces himself beneath me.
Hooking my ankles behind him, I draw him closer and return his breathless kiss.
“The enemy is dead. That means we’re safe, right?” I ask.
“Right. That was what Viriden demanded.”
“Then take me. I am yours.”
“Really?” His body shakes more noticeably now.
I have stared at his toned body all week without a chance to feel all of it. I don’t want to wait and risk never knowingallof him. “Yes.”
Zorin pants as he steadies me against the wall. His firm lips sweep over mine as he reaches below and feeds himself into me. “Forgive me if I mess this up.”
“You can’t mess it up,” I rasp as I strain to accept his girth.
“I never…” Zorin swears and pushes deeper, bracing himself against the wall. “Oh, hell. You’re so tight.”
“That’s all you, Zorin.” I rest my hands on his chest and sense fear and self-consciousness. “You’re huge.” I struggle for air as he spreads my hips. “Why…the hesitation?”
Zorin savors a long lick up my neck. “I never mated Jezza. I didn’t think she wanted me. But I saw them often enough. I mean… I know how it should go.”
Should?“You’re a virgin?”
He bashfully hangs his head. “Iwas.”
Zorin gathers me against him and turns us around so I can feel the water on my back. “I need a moment. Can you wash?”
“Right now?”
He nips at my throat. “If I move too much more, I’m going to blow. You’re so hot and grip me so hard, I just need a second.”
I wash my hair and what I can of my body in the water, but it isn’t easy with his throbbing shaft buried in me.
“I’m sorry,” he says again. “I had to get inside you, but I…”
Zorin flexes. He’s so large and rigid that I can’t stop the flood of hot need. I clench around him and shudder in delight.
“Oh…shit.” Zorin presses me against the wall, withdraws and thrusts into me.
