Page 92 of Chev's Mate

I’m sure anyone who stumbles in the area and spots us will be quick to turn around, though.

“Go stand by the water and face away from me,” Vanessa says.

I frown. “That doesn’t sound very sexy.”

I’ve put a lot of work into Gray’s present, and I want it to be good. It took hours to convince Silas to take me to the store and help me pick a camera. He was annoyed when I told him why Iwanted it, but he couldn’t look me in the eye and tell me it wasn’t the perfect present for Gray.

The incubus is a whore, and whores love sexy pictures of shifters.

Vanessa points to the water. “I know what I’m doing, Chev.”

Well, who am I to argue with that? I walk into the lake until my feet are submerged. The sun shines on the left side of my body, and I hurry to cover myself when I realize the sun’s position casts a shadow of my penis onto the water.

I’m giving Gray sexy photos, not porn.

Vanessa giggles, and I can’t help but laugh as I peer back at her. She’s still taking photos of me, her smile so wide, I can’t help but stare. My mate is so fucking beautiful.

“Remove your hand,” she says.

My jaw drops, and I stare at her in disbelief as I remove my hand from myself. Is this her intention? To take photos of me while my penis, or at least the shadow of it, is exposed?

I shake my head and turn back around, letting Vanessa have her fun.

Gray will not be receiving any photos of my penis.

Vanessa continues to giggle as she takes her photos of me, and after a few seconds, I reach down and begin to stroke myself. If she’s going to have her fun, I’m going to, too.

The camera snapping continues, and I take great pleasure in listening to her breathing deepen with each movement of my hand. She likes this.

“Turn to the side,” she says.

I happily do so, turning just enough that my side profile and the length of my shaft are exposed to the camera.

It turns me on to know I please my mate, and she continues to take her naughty photos until I cum. The snaps increase as I finish in my hand, and I take a moment to catch my breath before making my way to Vanessa.

“Gray’s going to love these,” she whispers, her voice hitching as I take the camera from her.

I set it aside before dropping to my knees and spreading her thighs.

I’m going to delete those photos the second we’re done here.

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Aziel hands me another drink, and I try not to look too annoyed as I sip it.

“Only fifteen minutes left,” he says, patting me on the shoulder.

I huff. Vanessa had our babies three weeks ago, but she demanded I leave the house to celebrate Gray’s birthday. I don’t want to be here, a fact I’ve been quite forthcoming about, but I know she’ll kill me if I return home before the two-hour minimum she gave me.

Gray has babies of his own, so I know he understands my urge to be with them. He wouldn’t care if I didn’t come tonight.

I glance at the clock as Aziel takes a seat on my right. He’s been a great host tonight, but Gray did not make it easy for him. The incubus invited about twenty more people than the fifteen he initially said were coming, and poor Aziel had to scramble at the last minute to procure enough food and alcohol.

I can only imagine the earful Gray’s going to be getting tomorrow.

“Gray!” I shout.

Aziel gives me a sideways glance as I wave over his incubus. I conveniently forgot to tell him about my present, and I have a feeling Silas will be furious to learn I didn’t exactly stick to my original idea.

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