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A slow smile tugged at Mostyn’s lips, and Isam’s belly fluttered. “I can appreciate efficiency.”

“Glad to hear I have your approval. Now, can I also get your consent for a shower?”

The smile widened. “I can appreciate consent even more.”

“Then you’ll fit right in here.”

Mostyn looked around. “Where exactly am I? Is this your house?”

“No, this is the beta house. Two other betas stay here, but the third bedroom was free, so that’s yours now. You have your own bathroom.”

Mostyn’s eyes widened. “Bathroom? You have soap?”

“Hot water, soap, and fluffy towels.”

“God, talk dirty to me, baby.” Mostyn pushed himself up until he stood, but promptly wavered again, and Isam grabbed him by the arms to hold him up.

“You’re not too steady on your feet. Maybe that shower’s not such a good idea.”

Mostyn groans. “You can’t promise me something that good and then take it away again.”

“I’m not running the risk of you fainting and hitting your head.”

“Then stay with me.”

Isam was taken aback. “In the shower?”

“That’s what we were still talking about, no?”

“Yeah, but…” Isam hesitated, searching Mostyn’s beautiful blue eyes for any sign that he was uncomfortable. “You’d be naked…”

Mostyn pressed his lips together. “Yes, that’s usually the case when one showers.”

“But I would see that. See you, I mean. Naked.”

Mostyn raised an eyebrow. “And you object to that? What, I’m not your type?”

If he only knew. “No objections on my end, as long as you’re sure.”

“Right now, I would offer a blowjob in exchange for a hot shower with soap.”

Isam stared at him. He had so not expected that. It looked like Fate had known exactly what Isam would need, now hadn’t she? He fucking loved sex in all its glory, and it seemed like Mostyn was a fan too. He couldn’t hold back the smile that tugged at his lips. “No blowjobs required.”

“All right then. Let’s hit that shower, alpha.”

Oh, Isam liked it when Mostyn called him that. And he liked it even more when Mostyn reached for him and leaned on him as they made their way to the bathroom.

Things only got better when Mostyn didn’t hesitate in taking off his scrubs and underwear, standing naked in front of Isam and apparently not bothered by it in the least. As much as Isam wanted to stare at him and take in every inch of that body, he resisted the urge. Mostyn deserved his respect. So instead, he turned on the shower, waiting until the water was hot, then gestured at Mostyn. “All yours.”

Mostyn did a slow once-over, taking Isam in from his boots all the way to his eyes. “You’re not gonna strip?”

“I can keep an eye on you here while dressed.”

Mostyn clicked his tongue. “That was an invitation, alpha.”

Isam grinned at him. “And I’ll happily take you up on that when you’re fully recovered and not running on empty. As I said, we take consent seriously here.”

“Damn, I’m not sure if I’m impressed or disappointed. A little of both, I think.”