Page 51 of Imperfect Gifts

Ezra did his best to turn and motion Genie to follow him. He took a few steps, looked back at her, and she finally got the hint.

“I feel like I should call you Lassie or something. Is Timmy stuck in the well again?”

Ezra growled and swished his tail, and Genie gave a delighted little laugh. Ezra knew who Lassie was from a lesson on old television shows Claire had given him. He’d just seen snippets of a half-dozen of them, but that’d been enough.

“How dare I compare you to a dog?” Genie asked, laughter at the edges of her voice. “What was I thinking? You’re a magnificent cat.”

Ezra chuffed in agreement, and Genie laughed again. “I assume you have something to show me?”

Ezra turned to her, opened his mouth, and then firmly closed it.

Genie closed her mouth and did the symbol for locking it and throwing away the key, and Ezra led her again.

This time, Genie was conscious of not making noise, and when Ezra slunk down to hide, Genie stopped and squatted low, looking up to where Ezra was looking, at a pair of barred owls.

They were beautiful, and huge. The male was looking at them, the female sat with her back to them, keeping an eye on the other direction. The male owl practically stared through them, ready to fly if necessary, or perhaps to dive down and fight, though Ezra doubted there were young to protect at this time of year. If so, he hadn’t found them.

Slowly, Genie pulled her phone from her pocket, opened the camera, zoomed in before she raised it towards the owl, and then got several shots of them, taking time to touch their image on the phone’s screen to make sure they were in focus. Ezra had never had a phone of his own, but he’d been asked to take pictures of people with their phones plenty of times when he was in human form.

Finally, she stood and got a few more shots before she turned to walk away.

Ezra wanted to see them fly, so he screamed at them and then watched their wings beat as they took flight.

Genie flicked his ear and he glared at her, but she just shook her head at him, showing zero fear. “That wasn’t nice, screeching at them like that. Thank you for showing them to me, though. They’re beautiful.”

Ezra wanted to hold her, so he imagined wiggling his fingers, pushed up with his front feet, andchangedbefore the weight of his upper body tried to drag him back down.

Before he completely had his balance, he pulled Genie to him, wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her the way a man is supposed to kiss a woman.

Not the way a slave does, but the way amandoes. Her lips relaxed under him, submitting to the kiss, tohim. His blood heated; his cock stood proud.

He lifted her, and she wrapped her legs around him, grinding on him. He needed to be inside her.

“You have too many clothes on,” he told her between kissing her, and she pushed off him, got rid of one boot and the same pant leg, and half of her panties as well — and then she was back on him, her bare pussy on his cock, hot and tight and soperfecthe couldn’t breathe.

Later, he didn’t know if he’d entered her or if she’d sat down on his cock, but she was the one who ordered him tomove, and he didn’t hesitate.

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Genie felt as if the world might end if their kiss stopped, if Ezra didn’t fuck her blind, if the energy between them couldn’t do whatever the fuck it was doing.

Somehow, Ezra planted his feet and fucked her so she rode up and down on his cock, nothing behind her, and only his cock under her, his hips bouncing her off him and gravity pulling her back down. His arms around her torso kept her from fallingbackward, though Genie’s own arms and legs were doing that job.

In the back of her mind she remembered she was supposed to be in charge, but she didn’t want to be in charge. Still, she managed to tell him, “No orgasm for you until I’ve had three.” She didn’t think that’d been clear, so pulled enough air into her lungs to add, “You can come after my third.”

From that point, she didn’t try to boss him around or dominate anything. She was along for the ride, and he gave her three mind-blowing orgasms before he emptied himself inside her.

It broke her own personal rule about no more than one person being allowed to cum inside her between periods, but she couldn’t bring herself to care in that moment.

Ezra took a few steps to the side and leaned his back against a wide tree, careful her legs didn’t scrape the rough bark.

“I don’t know how you’re still standing. I’m not sure my legs will hold me up if you put me down.”

“I’m good. I’ve got you.” His lips touched hers again, this kiss full of affection and tenderness, rather than lust and aggression, but it was exactly what Genie needed, and she rested her head on his chest.

“They’re swimming,” he told her. “Dev and Elijah. Or maybe just Dev. Do you want to strip off the rest of your clothes and swim with him? Or put your clothes back on to walk back?”

“How are you not out of breath?” Before he could answer her question, she answered his. “My clothes are only half off, and I’ll have to find my boot. It’s too cold to swim.”

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