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His tail paused on my calf. “You don’t like my suits?”

I grimaced. “It’s not that I don’t like them, I just…” I trailed off.

Rafael rolled onto his side, his tail tightening around my leg as he did. “Give it to me straight, Tatum.”

I sighed. “I loved your joggers and your messy hair, that’s all. I don’t dislike that you’re so pretty, and you dress nicely, and you’re so charming, I just—you’re grinning. Why are you grinning?”

He laughed. “You’re really afraid to tell me that you don’t like the way I dress.”

“Well, it would hurt if you toldmeyou didn’t like the way I dress,” I pointed out.

“Idon’tlike the way you dress. I will always wish you would wear less clothing, Tater-tot.” Somehow, he managed to say it with a serious expression.

A snort escaped me.

He grinned again, his tail resuming its motion. “I think your clothes are sexy, and I have no problem with them. I like that you’re casual, and comfortable. I’ve been wearing suits for so long that it seems natural, but I’m much more invested in you being attracted to me. I’ll start dressing more relaxed.”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“Of course I don’t. I want to.” He leaned over and kissed my ankle before turning back to his nearly-empty food plate.

“What was your life like when you were a kid?” I asked him, growing curious.

“Happy,” he said simply. “Really, really happy. The world was a very different place. Some supernaturals were at war, and others were in hiding.”

When I asked for more details, he gave them to me readily. His tail kept stroking my leg, and when I finally ran out of questions, I felt the same way he had.

Happy.

And… I wanted more.

fifteen

TATUM

“Is your tail erogenous?”I asked Rafael. Though we’d touched each other plenty, we hadn’t messed around with wings, horns, or tails before. Everything seemed more intense in demon form, so I avoided that.

“It is. Not as sensitive as my cock or wings, but sensitive. It’s also uncontrollable for the most part. Damn thing has a mind of its own.” It wrapped around my ankle, squeezing lightly.

I lifted my other foot and dragged it lightly over the length.

He growled, his body tensing. “Be careful, Tater-tot. I don’t have nearly as much control as I should in this form.”

“I know what I’m doing.” I moved it lightly over his tail again, and a shudder rolled through him. “Have you ever let anyone touch your tail before?”

His mom had mentioned something about demonic forms being between mates.

“No. I didn’t intend to take a mate, but I’ve always respected what is only meant to be shared with a life partner.” His voice made my body warm.

“What about your horns?”

“You’ll be the first.”

“And your wings?”

His rumble was loud enough to make my lips curve upward. “They’re yours, as you damn well know.”

I did, but I wanted to hear him say it.

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