“I want to see both of you bare,” Jasper chips in, sounding carefree.
“The snakes don’t bother you?” I ask.
“Do my scales bother you?” Ari lifts a brow.
“No,” I say.
“I like your snakes,” Ari says, and I get the feeling that he much more thanlikesthem.
“I haven’t really gotten to see them much to say either way,” Jasper admits, not one to be dishonest.
“Okay,” I say, and I start to unclasp the necklace. “I mean, you should really get to see all of me before this goes further.”
Jasper snorts, running a hand up my bare back. “I like what I see.”
The necklace falls away and there’s silence. I can’t take watching their expressions.
“They’re beautiful,” Jasper says next to my ear, and I jump. “Every part of you is beautiful.”
I swallow at the emotions that his words dredge up. Multiple people have said that now and I wonder if I’ll ever believe them. I look to Ari and his face is a mix of emotions. There’s joy and tension in equal parts as well as hunger.
I jolt in recognition of the hunger. I don’t feel his erection through his pants, but he’s the only one who hasn’t been taken care of.
I want to take care of him. “I’ve shown you mine. Time for you to show me yours.”
I straddle his waist and my hands go to his shirt; he stops me from pulling it off him.
Jasper lies back on the pillows, sleepily watching our interaction. It’s not like Ari’s body is a revelation for him.
“Trust me,” I say to Ari. “I trust you.”
As soon as the words are out of my mouth, I recognize the truth of them. Ari is too wicked to be considered a trustworthy person, but there’s something so stable about him. There’s a comfort in my heart that he cares for me.
He swallows at my words and removes his shirt. His chest looks human enough, his muscles well formed with the majority of the bulk in his shoulders, the red scales on his hands extend to his elbows, every inch dazzling me with the way the light in the room hits them.
I slide my hands down his chest and come to the biggest difference: his abs are scaled too. My hands go lower over his smooth, jewel-tone scales until I reach his waistband.
“Would you like to explore me, my spark?”
“Yes,” I say on a breath.
He lies back, his lips curving.
I pull his pants lower, exposing the smooth scales… but nothing else. I frown in confusion. Jasper moves and kisses Ari’s neck before his lips twitch at me.
“He’s giving you a hard time. I’ve never seen him stay in this form before, so we’ll explore him together.” Jasper’s hand runs down Ari’s chest before reaching the scales at his pelvis and pressing down.
Ari’s smirk falls away with a groan.
“His cock, like most of our kind, extrudes,” Jasper says.
“Extrudes?” I ask, breathless with curiosity and how Jasper is stimulating Ari.
“His cock is internal until he releases it.” Jasper digs his fingers against Ari’s lower abdomen. “To my understanding, he has incredible control with it.”
“I have control enough to make you scream for me,” Ari grunts in response.
I grin and keep tugging the pants down to see the scales continue down his thighs with no interruption. Jasper presses his fingers in circles and shows me a bifurcation in the scales. A long slit that starts below Ari’s navel and becomes more apparent with Jasper’s every tease.