Page 69 of Centaur Bolt

“Of course not.”

She rubbed her face. “Isn’t that something you would have noticed?”

“I didn’t start changing form until I started Jumping,” I explained.

“This is very unusual.”

“I get that.” The world was still spinning, and as I inhaled, the wonderful aroma centered on—her.

Pheromones. I totally got it now. My stupid body was ready to go another round.

Her eyes dropped, and she licked her lips before, with an obvious effort, she raised them again. “But why are you a guy?”

Excellent question. I would have led with “sorry I just gave you a blowjob”—but, hey.

I backed away from her, and the engorged bit of me twitched, the large testicles behind it banging between my legs.

Legs that refused to hold me up, despite the big muscles. I crumpled to a sitting position. All my blood must be sitting in my bloody dick.

I hada dick.

“You’re a scrumptious four,” Kiko assessed, her gaze rather unhelpfully fastened once again upon my new accessories.

My overloaded brain attempted to hit delete on the last half hour of my life. I hadnottime-traveled in my Jump. I hadnotturned into a male Dire. And my new BFF hadnotjust given me a blowjob.

Where the hell did I go from here?

Kiko collapsed beside me with a contented smile plastered on her face. “You weregreat,” she purred.

Perfect. I’d been a werewolf. Now I was some randomdude.

What the livingfuck.

My pulse raced like I’d run a marathon. “I can’t stay like this. I need to shift back to me.”

“I like you like this,” she stated.

“Kiko.”

“Okay, okay.” She actually pouted. I didn’t think any real person over five ever did that, but on her, it absolutely worked—my dick twitched.

Her lips curved up.

“Kiko…”

“Why don’t you just try thinking about you as you?”

That shouldn’t have made any sense at all, but I gave it a go. Seconds later, I was in the worst agony of my life. My muscles and bones contorted, and I couldn’t entirely stifle a scream.

This was worse than shifting from a werewolf to a dude. Or maybe I just had fewer distractions…

Kiko leaned over me. “Riley! You’re doing okay. Your arms are yours, I think. Maybe with a bit more oomph…”

She was trying to help. It seemed to take forever, and I almost passed out from the pain. But eventually, I lay shivering.

“You’re you,” Kiko said, and the disappointment in her voice had me blinking at her. “Don’t get me wrong. You’re great as you are. But you are lacking a few things…”

“Fortunately.” I couldn’t help the grope to verify she was correct. I was completely naked. Human. And female.

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