Page 35 of Were-Geeks Save a Kitten

“Secret crush? As in—”

He rolled his hips just to make Yordan squirm.

“As in you,” Kit said. “I had to tell you how I feel.”

Yordan bit his lip, his back arching to seat Kit even deeper. “Me?” he said, his voice rasping. “You wanted me.” He sounded amazed, even though Kit had said as much last night.

“Yes, you.” His tempo was speeding up. He couldn’t help it. “I. Want. You.”

Yordan bared his teeth in a wide grin. “I want you.”

“Good.”

“Nah. It’s great.”

And that was the end of the talking. There was a great deal more said in the way of bodies. In gasps and moans, in thrusts and squeezes, and yes, yes, yes as they pounded together.

Lovers.

Yes!

Chapter 13

Who’s on Top?

Yordan had never had a lover per se. He’d had hookups, of course—with women as well as men—but he never stuck around long enough to move it into a real relationship. The closest he’d come was a friends-with-benefits arrangement a decade ago with a girl who was now married with three kids. And since he thought office romances were a terrible idea—and he was always working—that left him thinking he would be alone for the rest of his life.

Instead, he and his boss were now lovers. He ought to be appalled, but instead, he felt a bone-deep contentment that startled him. When he was with McNabb, he felt seen. As if Kit—his lover’s name was Kit—saw things in him he didn’t even know were there. And if Kit saw that, then he saw the messy stuff too, and that made everything okay.

Yordan wasn’t stupid. He still thought office romances were a terrible idea, but damn it, if he could feel this safe with another soul, he didn’t care who it was with. He was going to hang on and do whatever it took to keep them together.

He stroked a hand down Kit’s flank, loving the way he stretched into the gesture. Like a damned cat, he thought with a smile. Yordan leaned in.

“Purr for me, kitty cat,” he whispered.

“I think I already did,” Kit answered. Then he shot a look at Yordan. “So did you.”

Yes, he had. Yordan pressed a kiss to the Scotsman’s shoulder. “You’ve told me everything? About your bet with Coffee?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“So why haven’t you shifted? Go wolf.”

He watched Kit’s eyes widen with understanding. His expression flitted between hope and fear with a healthy side of worry.

“Don’t think about it, just shift. You’ll never know until—” His voice cut off. Kit was already glowing as he initiated the change. The air turned cold, and Yordan rolled out of bed. Last thing he needed was a full-grown wolf landing on top of him while he was a naked human. Scratches in the wrong place hurt! By the time he was on his feet beside the bed, Kit had fully manifested as...

“Meow.”

...a disappointed kitten who dropped his head on his paws and looked as depressed as his floppy ears.

Okay, so that didn’t work.

“Did we miss anything? This had to be Coffee, right? There’s no other reason you suddenly went kitten...right?”

Kit looked up and nodded. Then he dropped his head back on his paws.

Fuck.