Page 17 of Call Don't Fall

I cringed at the pile of laundry at the foot of the bed, but Kirk paid it no mind as he made his way into the bathroom.

“Clear of threats?” I called after him as I scooped up the laundry and shoved it into the basket.

“Clear of fall threats,” Kirk teased.

“Well, you ran through like you were clearing the area of bombs or something,” I laughed.

“Just turning on the water and getting things ready for you.”

“It’s my house. I know where everything is,” I called back. “Are you checking my medicine cabinet or something? I’d be worried that you were hiding something but you’re naked!”

“Just checking out the water pressure and stuff,” he said, and the shower came on a second later. “Making sure it’s not too cold for you.”

“I’m not sick or helpless,” I laughed but sorta liked how doting he was.

A second later he tossed out some dirty laundry and towel that landed in the basket without much effort on his part.

“Show off! Hey! Are you tidying up my bathroom?” I asked, starting toward the door.

“Maybe but if I live here now it’s my bathroom, too, right?” he asked.

“Maybe but none of this is your mess! You’ve never been here before!” I said, trying not to blush at the state of the sink counter covered with various beauty and skin care products.

“I’m not moving things around. Well, besides the dirty laundry.”

“This is embarrassing. I should’ve made you go get your stuff while I cleaned up,” I said and bit my lip.

“Did you forget where I worked? Believe me. Both as a social worker and a nurse I’ve seen much untidier places,” Kirk grinned, wiping down the sink.

“Are you a germophobe?”

“Not really. Just cleaning up as I go and tidying up while I wait for you to join me,” he said, tossing the cloth into the basket and sticking his other hand into the shower to test the water temperature. “Don’t worry. I won’t mess with your stuff if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“Does your apartment sparkle?” I arched a brow, crossed my arms, and leaned against the doorway.

“Not really. Clean but not sparkly. We’re not dragons with shiny-mania.”

“I’d ask if you’re nesting but I’m the omega,” I chuckled.

“It’s probably akin to nesting.”

“How so?” I asked, stepping inside the bathroom and testing the water temperature for myself.

“Wanting to take care of shared space?” he said, stepping closer to me. “That and I wanted to make sure the water was warm for you.”

“For me?” I smirked. “Mr. Gruff are you trying to seduce me?”

“Whose Mr. Gruff?” He laughed, and I explained to him that it was what I called him before I knew that he was my mate.

“I’ve been called worse by patients,” he laughed and pulled me in for a long, slow kiss.

As soon as his lips met mine, I forgave him for tidying up the bathroom even though it was my mess. I sank into the kiss and each flick of his tongue around mine stoked the fire that burnt bright hot in my belly since my first whiff of him. He stepped backward into the shower taking me with him.

“You’ve succeeded in seducing me. The hot water feels so nice,” I murmured against his lips before tilting my head back to let the water wash over my head.

Kirk’s hands drifted lower to my ass and his fingers kneaded into my flesh. I sighed and closed my eyes as his mouth found my throat. He dragged his lips up and down it, marking meas his with each kiss and lick he gave. Pleasure drifted down my body and mingled with the longing in my belly. Under the cascade of warm water, I was hard and slick and hungry for Kirk. Back at the hospital his fist had pumped over me again and again. It was my turn to make him come undone now. I sank to my knees and wrapped my fingers around his long, thick erection before he had time to protest. Though, his scent was all consent. He just seemed like the sort who might protest being the first to cum – a giver.

I swallowed hard. Everything inside of me wanted him. My wolf let out a whimper and I licked my lips before scooting closer on the wet shower floor. Then I licked the bulbous head of his hard cock. Kirk’s hands found my shoulders as he let out a long exhale. I smiled to myself. His scent was thick with pleasure as I licked him again, this time drawing a circle around his foreskin with my tongue.

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