Page 31 of Wrong Number, Right Unicorn

Humans wouldn’t believe Grams and hopefully any shifters who witnessed her big announcement would look kindly on her, as she was elderly.

“Celebrate how? You’re dressed.” He lunged for my crotch.

“At my place.”

“Fine,” he huffed, reminding me once again of my unicorn.

On the drive home, Errol wasn’t content to wait for our celebration. He leaned over, unzipped my pants and brought out my cock.

“Someone will see us,” I hissed, as we were on the outskirts of the city.

“So? What are they going to do?” He tugged my dick, and the car swerved as I almost lost control.

Errol let go of my length. “Your super-speedy reflexes aren’t because you play video games. I’ve never seen you play or juggle.”

I explained it was a shifter ability, just as catching minor ailments seemed to be.

“Wow! Will I develop that skill, being a shifter’s mate?”

“Sorry, they’re not transferable.”

“Damn.” His hand made its way back to my length. “Oh no, the fruit!”

A quick check in the rear vision mirror told me the baskets were secure.

“We can’t have sex ‘cause we have to take these to Grams.”

Double damn! “But what if we made jam instead of giving her the fruit for pies. Or could make the pies too and present both to her.” Choose the one where we didn’t have to spend hours in Grams’s kitchen.

“We could. But I did tell her we were going to the orchard you’d been wanting to show me since forever.”

Ahhh, she understood. I was sure she did.

“Something tells me she’ll be more than happy with jam and pies.” The fruit wouldn’t spoil between now and tomorrow.

“Now where were we?” Errol shoved a hand in his pants, and when he brought it out, it glistened with slick. He slathered it on my cock before stroking and pumping it.

“Maybe we can pull over somewhere.” I wasn’t going to make it all the way home.

Chapter 15

Errol

After passing a police car, we decided waiting until we got home was a better choice. We didn’t need three arrests in the family. One was plenty.

We ended up going to my house for no other reason than it was closest. The two of us didn’t even pretend to have any chill, bolting from the car straight into the house.

I kicked the bedroom door shut behind us. My heart raced and slick pooled as I turned to face Davien, his eyes smoldering with a desire that mirrored my own. How was this sexy alpha mine?

“Sit.” I pointed to the bed.

Davien licked his lips and then did as I said. His gaze raked over me hungrily. “You’re so fucking hot.”

“That’s my line.” I kissed him, and before it got too deep, pulled back. “All in due time, Alpha. All in due time.”

I smiled, my fingers trailing to the top button of my shirt.

Slowly, I began to unbutton my shirt. I was going for sexy but probably looked silly. Not that you could tell by looking atDavien. He watched me as if I were the sexiest man on this planet. I shrugged the fabric off my shoulders and let it flutter to the floor.

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