Page 42 of My Date is a Polymorph
“I will be slow,” Worro spoke softly.
“I never said that.”She grinned.“Let’s see how things go.”
He had the twinkle in his eyes that she remembered from the dating.“Let me know if I am going too fast or too slow.”
He didn’t hesitate.He went for her neck, and she squealed and giggled.He laughed, and they played with kisses, touches, and occasional tickling until she was slick and he was easing into her.
Keera lifted her hips, and Worro worked into her with focus until he was held tight and all the way to his knot.
He smiled.“First try.”
She laughed, and he inched further.“You can move, you know.I won’t break.”
Worro looked down at her and smiled.“I am just committing this to memory.”
“What?”
“You in my family jewellery, staring up at me with impatience for me to get on with it.”
She snorted and reached up behind him, drawing her clawed fingertips down his back.He shivered and said, “I had forgotten you did that.”
She wrapped her legs around him and shifted so that she could hold him tight as she rocked up and back.Keera managed two movements when Worro dropped onto her, his weight pinning her to the bed.She grunted.“I had forgotten you did that.”
He laughed and started to rock in and nearly out of her.He dragged his hips back before sliding home once again.She held him tight and watched his expression as he went from caring to savage in his features.Gasps and moans began to spill out of their throats, and he reached between them to stroke her clit.The tension wrapped through her, and she whined softly before gasping and gripping his back with her eyes wide and body shivering.
She was still twitching softly when he carefully bit her shoulder, making the mark on her that bound them, twining their minds together with a bond that went deeper than thought.When her mind touched his, he thrust deep, groaned, shuddered, and lodged her on his knot.
She caressed his shoulders as he tended to the mark.When he lifted his head, he smiled.“I can feel you.”
“Yes.Aren’t you just a maelstrom of fun?”
He chuckled.“You keep me calm.I can find anything I can think of, but it flits so fast, it is frustrating.Now, you are the eye of the storm.The centre of my universe.Around you, I can find anything.”
She pulled him down for a kiss.“My husband, my alpha, my own.”
He blinked rapidly.
“Don’t cry, Worro.We survived in our different ways, and now we are together again.You have lost one sister and gained two more.”
He laughed.
She waited him out and sighed as he slipped free of her.“That never stops feeling strange.”
He laughed, and it was such a carefree sound.
“Oh, I need to go take my makeup off.”
He looked at her.“You are pretty with it but gorgeous without.Do you need a hand?”
“No.I am good.I will just get a chisel and be back in a few minutes.”
She did the thing that freaked him out and shifted to get past his arm and his thigh.
He thudded to his side as she got away from him and pattered and jingled to the bathroom.She cleaned herself up, began soaking off the makeup, and five minutes later, she walked back into the floral-scented bedroom.
The bed had been tidied, and Worro was looking out the window when she returned.Keera walked up behind him and ran her hands up his back, slowly untying the bands on his hair until his hair was a glorious curtain down his back.
She wrapped her arms around his chest and pressed her cheek to his back.“I missed you.”
