Page 53 of Unicorn Shifter Academy
Now that I was sated—in every form of the word—I was feeling brave enough to dig for answers.
Deciding that the ground rumbling had been my imagination, or just evidence of my frayed nerves, I blurted out the first question that came to mind.
“Are you gay?” I asked, then clapped a hand over my mouth.
He blinked at me a few times. “What?”
Great. Now I sound like an idiotanda homophobe.“I-I mean, you said you were a virgin. I don’t see how that’s possible.” I made a waving motion in his general direction. “Look at you.”
He was wearing a pair of loose pants that didn’t do a good job of hiding his sizable—and hard—package. While he was wearing a shirt, it was a button-down and the top three buttons had come undone, hinting at his incredible abs.
It took serious effort not to peel the fabric off of him to exactly where all those hard lines went.
Or trace them with my tongue.
I cleared my throat as the errant thought ran through my mind.
I’d decided that magic was definitely responsible for my runaway libido, but Raze also happened to be the most gorgeous male specimen I’d ever seen in my life, or even in my dreams, for that matter.
His ruby-red eyes glowed with a soft light that made him look exotic and alluring. His rainbow hair suited him, brushed over his eyes in a messy way, making me want to run my fingers through it.
High cheekbones and a strong jaw were positively kissable—andbitable.
He seemed to enjoy the attention because he offered me a dazzling grin. “I take it you find me attractive?”
That’s an understatement.
“Girls would be throwing themselves at you,” I replied without directly answering his question.
I felt that was obvious. He was fuckably gorgeous.
He’s a walking sex Skittle.
I chuckled at the thought, then covered it up with a cough.
If he noticed my peculiar behavior, he ignored it. “I wouldn’t know,” he admitted as he waved his hand over the empty plate. Magic glittered with fiery embers until perfectly plump strawberries appeared.
Then glazed over in chocolate.
With multicolor glitter dust.
My mouth watered looking at the treat even though I was impossibly full.
He’s trying to distract me with sugar.
And it was working.
“What do you mean by that?” I asked, dragging my gaze away from the conjured confection back to his magnetizing eyes.
He shrugged. “No female Unicorn Shifters, remember?”
Right.
Then I scrunched my nose. “Then how do you guys… procreate?” That seemed to roll my question back to my original tactless query. Maybe Unicorns were asexual creatures, or maybe they didn’t need females somehow to produce offspring.
He laughed. The low, delicious sound went straight between my legs. “That’s complicated, but we need females of another species to procreate. My mother was an angel, although that’s not typical. Usually, the broodmares are a different type of shifter or even human. It doesn’t particularly matter since the Stallion’s Unicorn genetics will take over any conceived males.”
I stared at him and tried to unpack all of that.
