Page 16 of Naughty Elf: Alfie
Nerves come back and eat at my stomach. “There’s something I forgot to mention before.”
“You’ve never been kissed?”
I nod. “I’ve never dated. Never been kissed. Never made love.”
“We have a lot of firsts to look forward to.” He eyes my lips, but doesn’t move.
Alfie is letting me set the pace. Everything is on my timeline, and he’s not pushing me for anything. The simple request for a kiss was a request only.
I stand on my tiptoes and press my hands to his cheeks, taking in his beautiful honey eyes. Alfie leans into me and when our lips connect, it’s like the world stops for just us. His arms wrap around me, pulling me closer, and I can’t get enough of him. He tastes like dessert. Like Alfie. Like sunshine. Like life itself. His hands thread in my hair and I want him closer still.
Too soon, the kiss ends, and we gasp for breath.
“So that’s kissing.” No, that’s kissing my fated.
“Yeah,” Alfie’s as dazed as I am. We stumble apart and climb into my car.
But I don’t want to stop. I launch at him from across the center console, needing to touch him. He chuckles and lets me slide into his lap. We just stare at each other from this position until, like we’re sharing a brain, we kiss. Again and again. Just kissing. Feeling. Exploring with hands. Nothing below the belt, but we don’t need that. Not yet.
“Pisces,” Alfie breathes out my name when we break for air. He nuzzles my neck and I practically melt in his arms right here. I never want to be too far from him. “Let’s get some place more comfortable. We don’t have to do anything more than kiss.” He kisses my nose and I slide back over to my side of the vehicle.
“Got carried away.” But embarrassment doesn’t burn through me. No, I feel empowered more than anything.
Chapter 7
Alfie
Bliss,that’s what life with Pisces is like. It’s been a month and everyday we get closer and closer. I look down at my bunny snuggled to my chest with Harold just as close. Bunny Pisces is the cutest bunny I’ve ever seen in my life. His little nose wiggles in his sleep as if he scents something yummy. His ears stick right up. And hiswittle tail. I just wanna nom nom the little fluff ball. Cuteness aggression is a thing, and I got it in spades.
The alarm wakes us with a gentle song now instead of that heart stopping terrifying screaming alarm. It means my sweet little bunny wakes up gently instead of scared. It took me weeks to convince him to make the switch. He blinks up at me and shifts into his human form. He’s not afraid of me seeing him naked anymore, but we still haven’t had sex. Which is fine. I understand his need to wait.
Rabbits can get pregnant the first time they have sex with an alpha if birth control isn’t involved. Apparently, all heat clinic alphas are required to take alpha birth control, which is why he trusted the clinics. He doesn’t trust heat condoms since we’re fated, and I totally get it.
I drag my finger from his belly button to his chest, watching his stomach jump. He hums as he stretches. Harold grumblesand hops off the bed to go hop onto the table in the corner with the salt lamp. The first time he’d done it, I was concerned, but it’s his favorite thing to do. He wraps his paws around the salt and just sits like that. He doesn’t even lick the salt, he just basks in the light.
Pisces’s fingers dance across my chest. He likes touching me as much as I like touching him.
“I think I’d like to… try something today.” He won’t look at me, and I tip his head up to meet his eyes.
“Try what kind of something? We can try that new restaurant for dinner if you want.”
Pisces shakes his head. “Something…” His tongue darts across his lips. “I want…” He swallows. “I want to suck your cock. That’s not something I’ve ever done in the heat clinics. And it won’t get me knocked up.” He grins at me. While he wants seven kids or more, he’s not quite ready yet and I don’t blame him. We’re still getting to know each other. And the shop is still working on being more profitable.
“I won’t stop you if you’re ready to explore my body.” I’m certainly ready to explore his, but I’ll never push him for it.
“I am.”
I roll to my back, bringing him with me so he’s straddling my waist. “Kiss me sweet Pisces.”
He leans down and captures my lips, his hands on either side of my face. The familiar sizzle of fate stays with us as the fireworks of his kiss explode behind my eyelids. Kissing Pisces is like nothing else. He steals my breath and gives me life at the same time. My cock perks in interest with his squirming. Our hands roam each other. His cock hardens against my stomach, and he ruts against me. Until he’s ready, I won’t touch him, though. Slowly, he slides down my body, taking my sweatpants with him.
My cock springs from its prison and Pisces’s eyes go wide. It’s the first time he’s seen my dick. I’m not small by any means. He swallows and I watch his throat bob.
“Wow,” the whisper is barely audible, but I hear it anyway.
“You don’t have?—”
His tongue darts out to lick me from balls to crown and I flop back to stare at the ceiling while my brain comes back online. Pisces really is doing this.
