Page 104 of Something Handsome This Way Comes

“A Kava, huh?” Milo reached down and stroked a hand along his tail. “They’re from the other side of the world. Africa.” He looked at Grievance with eyes filled with wonder. “How many more lives of yours will I see tonight?”

“As many as it takes for me to fill you with pups.”

Grievance attacked Milo’s mouth. It felt smaller now, but he tasted the same. The same flavor of bittersweet coffee and earthiness. He traced a single, clawed digit down the length of Milo’s spine, relishing the way his mate arched into him.

His Kava senses were on high alert, as was his raging erection. Milo was straddling his massive cock now, and, to his delight, he noticed his mate hadn’t bothered with underwear at all. He ground his bare ass against Grievance’s girth in needy back-and-forth motions.

“You’re… so big now,” Milo said, reaching around and rubbing his palm along the leaking tip. “I don’t know if I can take a Kava cock.”

“You can. And you will.”

Kava were the distant African cousins of North American werewolves and functioned in much the same way. Their beast forms took on the shape of African wild dogs, with their rounded ears and spotted, tricolored coats.

But that wasn’t the only thing they shared with their North American cousins.

Milo reached between his legs, finding where he sat on Grievance’s aching cock, running both hands down its girth until he reached…

A bit of color drained from his mate’s face.

“Fucking hells… I didn’t know Kava… like Werewolves…”

Grievance groaned as Milo felt and explored the thick bulge just at the base of his cock. A canine’s bulb gland, or rather, the knot used to ensure successful insemination during mating. Locking the pair together for up to fifteen minutes after orgasm.

Grievance licked at the spot where Milo’s sweater slipped from his shoulder.

“You said you were ready to take my knot.”

“I did, but I didn’t realize it would be so…”

“That’s just its resting state. When I cum inside you, it’ll swell even larger. It’ll make sure you are successfully bred.”

“Lantern, help me,” Milo breathed.

Grievance cupped Milo’s jaw in his hand, his long, claw-tipped fingers massive compared to that sweet, heart-shaped face. He plunged his tongue into that mouth without warning, extracting a series of startled whimpers from his mate.

He needed to memorize the way Milo’s body arched into his hold, the way his breath hitched whenever Grievance’s claws pricked just enough to leave faint red trails along his spine.

His claws got tangled in the knitted fabric. Frustrated, he growled, and the room was filled with tearing sounds and Milo’s gasps. Seconds later, Milo was finally bare, his perky ass resting on Grievance’s cock like a throne.

Now, to prepare him to take me.

Grievance was in full control of his Chimera magic, green swirls popping like fireworks on his skin. He commanded the magic through his body, retracting the claw on his index finger before using the soft pad to slide into Milo’s crease. He worked the finger inside until he found that perfect rosy bud that marked the entrance to his mate’s body.

Milo’s lips parted on a gasp as his hips rolled forward, grinding against Grievance’s stomach. The friction was maddening. Grievance growled when Milo’s fingers tightened in his hair until it stung. The pain was exquisite—a perfect counterpoint to the fire raging beneath his skin.

More.

More.

More!

Grievance rubbed along that pretty ring in slow circles, delighting in the way it made his mate grip his hair harder. He grinned, revealing long, sharp canines.

“This is just the beginning of our night, my mate.”

Then he pushed his finger inside.

“Fuuuuck~” Milo let out a long, moaning exhale, rocking his narrow hips back and forth, working more and more of Grievance’s finger inside.