Page 68 of Centaur Bolt

A noon-day sun.

WTF.

Kiko hadn’t found Scott and hauled him in there for an encore performance. This was Kiko and Scott, screwing at lunchtime. I’d Jumped to the exact moment in the video.

The furry blur in the videowas me.

The realization almost made me turn toward the phone Kiko had strategically placed, but I managed to stop myself just in time. My heart pounded hard enough to leap straight out of my chest. I had to find my way back—I envisioned the arbor and how it would look in the evening, with the trees casting their long shadows, and then reached deep. The panic this time was real.

White noise…

Snap.

And golden light that seemed to go on forever…

I lay on the cool grass with the trees throwing deep shadows over me. At least the time seemed right…

“Where did you come from, handsome?” Kiko’s voice purred.

The world spun as I tried to interpret what she’d said. But I was more interested in that great smell. My Dire nose was way more sensitive than my human one. I couldn’t begin to identify most of what drifted my way. But as I sniffed around, I realized that the delicious aroma was coming from Kiko.

I’d known that she was attractive, but as I gazed at her, I hadn’t appreciated just how beautiful she really was. My body ached oddly, and I wanted to be closer to her.

Not just closer. I wanted to sink myself into her.

Into her? The ache centered between my legs, and it was far from familiar. I tried to push myself to a sitting position—and the blackness rose around me.

When I next blinked, Kiko’s face was only inches from my own. “Shift for me, handsome,” she whispered, stroking along my jaw. “Let’s see what you really look like.”

Shift? But even as she spoke, I did. And it hurt like hell. The light filtering through the trees spun, and I blacked out again.

Nimble fingers running over my body. And a scent that curled around me that went straight through to my core. To body bits I shouldn’t possess, but recognized. Was I dreaming again? Because her hands cupped a pair of…? I was pretty damned sure I wasn’t supposed to have those! But my mind was so fogged—and the air itself smelled like sin.

Then something hot and wet closed over another appendage that quivered and jumped...

I’d never felt anything like this. The skin was so sensitive, and any chances of coherent thought vaporized in that instant. My world dissolved into a series of long, languid tongue strokes interspersed with short, rapid mouth pumps. My balls—yep, balls—no denying them now—pulled up tight against me as everything hung on the edge for just an instant…

The explosion came from the base of my spine and traveled like a bullet along my dick. Or rather, more like a machine gun—pulse after pulse as I writhed and gasped, and Kiko made guttural sounds of pleasure…

Until I lay in a limp heap upon the grass, quivering in every way imaginable. My mind chose that moment to clear.

Which meant I immediately hovered in a state of complete denial. I was once again human—but I wasmale.

Kiko sat up beside me with a silly smile on her lips as I rolled to a sitting position. I shook all over. “It’s me,” I croaked. Or tried to. My voice seemed much deeper than it should be.

“Yess,” purred Kiko.

“Noo, it’sme! Riley.”

Kiko’s eyes widened. “Riley?”

“Yep. Ran into a bit of trouble.”

“You’re a Dire.”

“Yep.”

“Did you know you were a Dire?”

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