Page 29 of Secondhand Garagyre

Movingaround the counter and through the open doorway into the roomPaisleyhas her personal items in,Ipeer over my shoulder to ensure no one is looking through the front windows and drop my glamour, shooting her a toothy grin filled with puckish humor asIdo so.Paisleyrolls her eyes at me while looking at my natural form, appreciation in her gaze as she continues her conversation on what she calls aphone.

Continuingthrough heroffice,Icurl a lip at the two voyeuristic little abominations curled up on thecouchacross the room from my mates’ desk asImake my way to the back of the structure.Ieasily locate the second entrance, and begin warding it, keeping one ear focused on her conversation.

“Yeah,I’min town right now.”

Pause.

“Iwas just about to suggest that.”

Pause.

“Thatsounds great,Mom.We’llmeet you there.”

Pause.

“Yes,Isaid ‘we.’You’lljust have to wait until we get there, andI’llexplain.”

Pause.

“Because,I’mnot going to repeat myself twice, that’s why.I’lltell you andDadat lunch, at the same time.Okay.Ilove you too,Bye!”

Theclick clack of her fingers on the peculiar looking black rectangle tells me she’s back on hercomputerafter wrapping up the conversation with her mother.Afew moments later, the sound of her standing from herdeskis the precursor to her calling for me. “Laithog, are you about done?”

Myhands finish etching the last sigil into the air asIreply. “Yes, little flame.Yourshopis fully warded now.Iam ready to depart if you are.Itake it yourparentsare to meet us for a midday meal?”Iask asIprowl back towards heroffice.

“Asif you don’t already know the answer to that.I’veno doubt your hearing is extremely sensitive,” she sassily retorts, her words a bit muffled.

Thesight of her, asIstride back into herofficecauses desire to curl through me.Mymate is bent over at the waist, rifling through some sort of metal box that appears to have drawers that extend out, that is full of parchment documents.Paisleymust feel my desire because without looking back she says,

“Youbest cut that out, we don’t have time for that before we have to leave to meet my parents,” she admonishes.Neverone to shy from a challenge,Iprowl towards her snatching her up into my arms so abruptly she lets out a short screech.

“Laithog!”

Ignoringthedogs,Icarry my mate to one of the other two rooms past heroffice.Oneof my hands begins plucking at her mate marked nipples, while the other massages her pussy over the pretty purple skirt she donned prior to our departure.It’sa little thing, but the fact that she dresses in my color…it pleases me deeply.

Hermoan tells me that she’s not as adverse to my attentions as she wants to be.Ican feel and smell her desire building.

“Laithog, we really shouldn’t.Myparents don’t like tardiness.”Shetries once more.

Neverone to fight fair,Iallow my mating purr to begin emanating from my chest, never missing a step asIcarry her to a more private location.Paisleymoans again as my mating purr slides over her, causing her cunt to begin dripping with slick.

Shesmells delicious.

Lookingbetween the two doors in front of me,Isee that the one with the open door looks similar to herkitchenin her home, so the other must lead to what she calls abathroom.

Ithas a door that shuts.

Usingmy tail, since both hands are preoccupied with teasing lust out of my mate,Iturn the knob, pulling it open asIdrop my wings low asIcan, using them to block both of the irritating weebeast from following us.Irefuse to be observed whileIrut my mate.

Well…

Observedagain.

Bleh.

Chapter Thirty-One

PAISLEY

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