Page 33 of Midnight Rain

A deep blush covered Austin’s face. “We’re getting off track here, though I wouldn’t mind giving you something else that’ll stick in your mind for a long while.”

Cormac groaned just thinking of his mate spread out naked on his bed, his ass up in the air. “Stop making my dick hard so we can get through this.”

“You started it!” Austin’s brows rose slightly. “I was just keeping up with the topic. Do you want to talk about cats or cocks?”

Cormac nearly choked.

“Did that sound mean you want to discuss cocks?” Austin leaned back on his arms, looking even more tempting. “But I’m curious about cats, too.”

To hell with it. Cormac stood and used one hand to whip his shirt over his head.

“Cocks it is,” Austin said.

“No, gutter brain. My clothes shred when I shift.”

Austin watched him with a heated gaze as Cormac stripped off his clothes. There was nothing he could do about his boner since his mate had turned him on.

“I’m supposed to just sit here and simply admire your body?” Austin licked his lips, torturing Cormac. “By the way, it’s sexy as hell.”

“On a serious note, and stop doing that before I give you something to lick, try not to freak out. I know that’s asking a lot, but try. Whatever you do, don’t run. As proven last night, my cheetah likes the chase.”

The playfulness vanished from Austin’s face as he sat up. “You’re serious.”

“Dead serious. Just know that you’re completely safe, Austin. I’ll still know who you are and will be able to understand you. If I come close to you, I only want you to get used to me, but I won’t turn down a rub.”

Austin’s gaze shot to Cormac’s dick.

“Not that kind of rub.”

His mate’s gaze swept back up to his face but lowered again.

“I can see I better shift since my cock is so distracting.”

Austin shoved a hand toward Cormac’s groin. “Can you blame me? You were fucking blessed. No wonder my jaw still aches. I’m surprised I didn’t choke to death.”

Goddamn if Austin wasn’t good for his ego. “You’re pretty impressive yourself.”

Austin rolled his eyes. “Don’t even try to flatter me. I’m average. You’re supersized with a side of fries.”

Now the guy was exaggerating, but Cormac wasn’t going to argue. What guy didn’t inwardly preen when being told he was humungous? “Are you done so I can shift, or do you want to keep stroking my ego?”

Austin chuckled. “I like stroking things.”

Cormac loved it when his mate’s dimples popped. “Are you ready?”

“No, but if you’re telling the truth, which a part of me hopes you are, because how fucking cool would that be, then I’m more than likely still going to react horribly. Don’t get offended if I scream and yell at you to get away from me. Nothing personal.”

Austin still looked skeptical that Cormac was telling the truth. He closed the distance, tucking his fingers under his mate’s chin. “Then maybe I can do something to help ease you into this.”

Austin swallowed roughly. “Whatever you want to do to me is fine.”

Cormac grinned. “I can’t wait to hear you say that right before I sink my cock into your ass.”

Austin’s breath hitched. “We do have a bed behind us.”

“You know how to distract me.” Cormac leaned down, sweeping his tongue over Austin’s lips, devouring the guy’s whimpers before he took possession of his mate’s mouth.

Austin gripped Cormac’s biceps, trying his damnedest to pull Cormac down to him. If he let Austin do that, shifting would be the last thing on either of their minds.

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