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Well, so what?

He didn’t care.

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WHEN DAHLIA GOThome, Tommy wasn’t there.

Just as well.

She stood in the doorway to his bedroom, though, looking at his bed, at his unmade covers. She took off her clothes and climbed in, yanking up the covers all around her body. She smelled like Niles. He’d come inside her, and it was all over her skin, seeping out of her body.

The fact he had was safe enough, she supposed.

If she wanted to make babies with a naga, one of them would need some kind of medical intervention. The easiest thing was to give the male an injection, but if that didn’t work, then something was done to make the non-naga female’s womb more hospitable. Lots of times, though, apparently, it ended up being an in-vitro thing. And he couldn’t give her an STD. So, there, how great was that?

She didn’t know why she was spilling the scent, the semen, all over Tommy’s bed.

Was it a test?

Tommy didn’t get home until near dawn.

He crawled into bed with her, wrapping his body around hers from behind, his chest against the nubs of her wings, his furred legs wrapping around the skin of her legs and thighs. He sighed against her. “Hey, there.”

“Hey,” she said.

He laughed in her ear. “You get laid tonight?”

“You smell it,” she breathed.

“I got laid, too,” he said, hands roaming over her skin, coming up to cup her breasts.

“It turns you on,” she said. This shouldn’t have surprised her. It really shouldn’t have.

“I… don’t tell me details,” he said. “But, uh, yeah.” His fingers wormed their way between her legs to rub her clitoris. “Did it turnyouon?”

His fingers felt good there. She sighed, arching into him. “Yes.”

“Good,” he said. “You in my bed because you want me?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“I want you, too,” he breathed. “Tangles and briars, Dahlia, it’s good to come home to you.”

She sighed.

He moved one of her hands to between her legs. “Touch yourself while I fuck you?”

“Yes,” she breathed.

He kissed the nape of her neck and rolled over to retrieve a condom from his bedside table. She was aware of him sliding it on and then he was pressing into her again and his thick, scalding satyr cock breached her, and she was tender there, maybe from Niles, maybe… He stretched her, and there was a sting, but she just groaned and pushed her ass into his pelvis and accepted him.

Her fingers worked on her own clit, teasing herself to heights of pleasure as he slid himself as deep inside her as he could get.

If it was a test, she wasn’t sure what to say about it.

Did Tommy pass or fail?

IT WAS MONDAY.

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