Page 14 of As The Shifter World Turns

“Ummm… I forgot where I put it.”

He nodded toward my bulging hip pocket. “There.”

“Oh,” I giggled. “You’re right.” After much fumbling, I dropped the keys on the floor and Micah picked them up, leaving one hand on me while I attempted unsuccessfully to peer at his ass.

“Come on.” He unlocked the door and steered me toward the sofa, where I collapsed. I patted the cushion beside me but he ignored it. Instead, he grabbed a blanket from the armchair and covered me.

“Micah.”

“Mmmm.” He’d gone to my small kitchen and brought back a glass of water, which he placed on the coffee table. On a coaster, I noted with one eye open.

“I had a dream about you.”

“Oh, yes.”

A niggling voice in the back of my head told me to thank him and say goodnight. I beckoned him closer and he bent his head toward me, his aroma doing its best to strangle me. Draping a hand around his neck, I pulled him closer, anticipating his lips on mine as my heart thundered.

But he grunted and untangled himself from me. The door slammed and I was alone. The wine-induced fatigue had my eyelids closing, but as sleep claimed me, the words, “I fucked up big time,” echoed in my head.

6

WET SHEETS…WET FLOORS…WHY IS EVERYTHING WET?

Micah

“I thought we were shifting.” I’d taken off my clothing as quickly as I could to give me the time to ogle Archer as he shucked his.

I longed to see his cock again; last time it flashed by too quickly as he morphed into his beast. I wasn’t making that mistake again.

The moonlight cascaded across his chest, the button of his jeans open, the zipper still up, hiding what I’d been waiting for. I licked my lips, unable to control myself.

“We are shifting.” His hand ran down his chest and into the front of his pants. “That’s what you said you wanted, to frolic under the moonlight with me. That’s what unicorns do… they frolic.” He stalked over to me like I was his prey.

Gods, he could capture me any day.

“But that’s not what wolves do.” He stood only a few inches from me, my cock pressed against his middle. I wanted to lick his lip, nibble his ear, knot his ass.

But this was just a night out with someone from my building. We were shifting. Normal friend things. It wasn’t his fault his presence had my dick hard and ready for him to do any fucking thing he wanted. Nope. Not his fault.

“What do wolves do?” Please say ‘fuck under the moonlight.’

“Wolves fuck under the moonlight.” He ran a hand down my arm. “Is that what you wanted me to say, alpha? Because tell me the right answer. I don’t want to get this wrong. Tell me what you want wolves to do.”

“I want them to take their pants off… I want them to beg me to drop to my knees and suck them… I want them to climb this unicorn and ride him into the dawn.” I reached for his zipper and pulled it down. “Tell me, is that what wolves do?”

He swallowed audibly. “I can’t hear your words, wolf.”

“Please.”

“Please what, omega?” I pushed his jeans over his hips, setting his cock free.

“Please lick me, nibble me, suck me.” He gasped.

“I can do that.” I licked the seam of his lip, pulled the bottom one in with my teeth, and then sucked on it. A whimper built in his chest. “Wait? What’s wrong, omega? Did I not do what you asked?” I wasn’t playing fair, but neither had he when he stalked over here still in his jeans. No one should hide a cock as glorious as his under clothing.

“On your knees, alpha. Suck my cock, lick my hole, nibble my ass.”

I tapped his nose with my finger. “Was that so hard?” I asked, running a finger down his length. “Oops. I see it is. Let me take care of that for you.”

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