Page 10 of Hooked on the Otter Doctor
“Are you kidding?” I pressed both hands to my chest, a big grin on my face and hearts in my eyes. “I’ve read everything I could find about it on your website, and then devoured all the rumors and discussions everywhere else.”
“Oh. Well, then. Um, yes. Yes, it is.”
I was a Disney princess. I knew that about myself and accepted it. I wanted to find my prince and have him sweep me off my feet. I wanted a whirlwind romance and happily ever after. That I wanted the Beast instead of the man was a new development, but one I was seriously into. And here Halaby was admitting that he’d scented me and fallen head over heels for me. Love at first sniff.
“I must be feeling the bond, too, since your scent is getting me hard.” I pressed my nose against the ball of his shoulder and dragged in a big breath of him.
He chuckled briefly before stepping back a bit. “We should discuss this rationally. Um… Shouldn’t we?”
How noble of him. I, on the other hand, cuddled up very close to his front and said, “If you want to toss me over your shoulder and carry me back to your place, I won’t stop you.”
I watched him gulp, lick his lips, and blink down at me. Was he considering it? I smiled, waiting.
Halaby grabbed my hand and took off for the door. Through it, down the hall, and out of the building his long legs ate up the ground and had me running to keep up. So he hadn’t put me over his shoulder, but he also wasn’t letting me go. I smiled so big that the chilly air made my teeth cold.
“There’s a scooter,” I said, already a little winded.
He stopped short, and I bumped into him. “A what?”
“A scooter.” I pulled him over to it and discovered that it was the one I’d rented to get me up here faster since I’d already been late. “It still as time left on it, so we can use it to get to your cottage. That’s where we’re going, right?”
“Uh, yes. How does one use a scooter?”
I stepped on and kept myself to the very front of the platform. “Like this. You stand behind me.”
Halaby got on and, since the scooter wasn’t technically built for two, he had to stand right up against me. That totally short-circuited my brain because our bodies lined up perfectly. Hecould easily fuck me while standing up. Like against a wall. I suddenly really wished we’d done that in the supply closet.
He leaned against me, putting his hands beside mine on the handles and whispered in my ear, “I’ll give you whatever you’re thinking about just as soon as we’re somewhere private.”
For a second, I considered going back inside. The supply closet’s door probably locked. But no, I wanted lots of time, a bed, and to not worry about making too much noise. I revved the scooter’s little engine and steered us down the road toward the Norlon cottages.
Even though I had a very singular focus on getting us to our destination, I was still aware of the people staring at us as we zipped by. A lot of people walked or took scooters to their destinations, so there wasn’t much traffic but there were plenty of pedestrians. I could see how we were turning heads and I didn’t care. Let the people of Kleifar be curious and speculate about why a Norlon was riding behind me on a scooter. Maybe I was giving him a ride home. Maybe we were going to his cottage to fuck each other senseless. It was nobody’s business but ours.
I slowed the scooter as we approached the cottages, and then let Halaby steer us to his. Each one looked almost identical except for the color of the shutters on the front window and their number. Halaby’s had deep blue shutters and was number twenty-six. I committed that to memory as we stopped and stepped down onto the little path to his door. With one hand holding mine again, he pressed his other hand to a panel beside the door. I heard a click, and then he led me inside.
I’d looked at the plans online when the government had announced that they would build these cottages, so I already knew it was one room with a sitting area in front of a full kitchen that was situated under the loft for the bedroom. A staircase against the far wall had all kinds of nooks beneath it that I itched to fill with books. What was new, what stood out, was the size of everything. It made sense that the stories would be higher andthe furniture bigger because Norlons were all around two meters tall—and I was impressed that my government would accommodate them like this.
The largeness of everything also made me feel little, and I was suddenly very into that.
“Would you like something to drink?” Halaby asked as he shut the door behind us.
I headed for the stairs. “No, thanks.”
He chuckled quietly before I heard him on the stairs behind me. And behind me was where I wanted to keep him since it was my single most favorite position. With him being so much taller and stronger, though, I had a feeling I was going to love having him pressing against my back, maybe holding me down, panting into my hair. Thinking like that, I was hard before I got to the loft.
Why did seeing that Halaby hadn’t made his bed this morning turn me on? The rumpled duvet and dented pillows made it look like he’d been restless last night, and I wanted to make the disarray worse.
I kept my back to him and undid my jeans, shoving them and my underwear down as I toed off my shoes. Kicking everything away, I reached for the hem of my baby blue sweater only to gasp and still as I felt soft fur touch my ass. Halaby’s hands came around my waist, one sliding up to palm a pec, while the other spanned across my stomach. He pulled me against him, and I moaned as his cock wedged into the crack of my ass.
Even like this, as he kissed my neck and gently rolled his hips, I could feel the tiny ridges on his cock. They’d teased at my lips when I’d sucked him, and now I needed to feel them against my hole. He pressed every bit of himself to my ass, and I felt myself leaking as I whined in want.
“Please,” I begged, barely recognizing my own desperate voice. “Like this. Take me like this.”
“As you wish,” he practically purred.
His hands disappeared from my body, and I saw him reaching for a bottle on the side table. Biting my lip in anticipation, I braced my hands on the mattress and widened my stance. Cock and balls hanging heavy below me, I gasped when Halaby’s slick finger teased my hole. I closed my eyes and moaned as he slowly breached my ass and worked his finger in and out, prepping me with such sweet consideration.
Halaby’s hand came around and stroked my cock with lube at the same time that his cockhead pushed into me. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to rock backward or forward. His cock was so tapered it was almost a shock when it stretched me wider. And then the ridges bumped across my rim, and I hollered from that unexpected pleasure.
