Page 73 of Stolen Fire
Cifer tugged his shirt up and over his head. Blaize traced the shadows of his muscles with her gaze. Cifer raised an eyebrow. “What if I’m fat and out of shape?”
“I’ve seen you work out with Dez. Pretty sure those muscles aren’t an illusion. And even if they were, it’s not just your body I’m attracted to. Your heart. The way you care for kids. Your honorable side. That’s what has me quaking every time I see you. That’s what convinced me to look beyond the seeming betrayal of you leaving and to examine all your actions as a whole. You might break the rules, but you have good reasons.”
“So, I’m an honorable thief now?” He released the clasp on his pants.
Blaize lost the ability to form words as he slowly exposed his hard cock. She wasn’t so dumb as to not hope that his cock remained largely the same. Emphasis on largely. Her cheeks heated.
“I’d love to know what thought put that color on your face, Beauty.”
“You’re stalling.”
“You can’t unsee me once I show you.”
She leaned against the wall as if she wasn’t a massive ball of tension. “Anytime now.”
He kicked off his boots and shed his pants. Naked but not real. Not yet.
She swallowed and remembered to blink.
“Ready?”
She nodded.
His body seemed to shimmer and stretch, much like when he’d reached into the panel on Varik’s ship or into the vent to retrieve the orb. Except more than his arm shifted. His skin became noticeably greener. His hair retreated to a short covering of his scalp. The outlines of scales appeared around his shoulders, hips, and feet. He seemed shorter, closer to her height. But she’d been right. His muscles were still there, even more prominent. She straightened from her relaxed stance as an appendage appeared from behind his hips. A thick, muscular tail, wide at the base, narrowing to a tip no larger than his thumb.
“I knew it,” she gasped.
“What?” His startled tone and step back had her rushing to embrace him.
“Knew you’d be gorgeous. Knew your muscles were real.” She grinned up at him. “Knew you had a tail.”
“How?”
“You may not have been aware of it, but this extra appendage…” She reached around him and stroked her hand over the base of his tail where it met his ass, stealing his breath. “It made an appearance the night we made love.”
A reddish hue tinted his green cheeks. “I’ve never lost control like that before.”
“Until now.”
“Now?”
Blaize released the clasps on her boots and freed her feet. Her coveralls were next. Cifer stared at her plain bra and panties as if they were the finest lace spun by Aranidot weavers. He reached out a hand and hesitated.
“Touch me.” The words barely cleared her lips before she was enveloped in his embrace, his mouth on her neck, her shoulders, her lips. She ran her hands over his body too, learning him anew. The scales on his shoulders weren’t rough. Like a callus more than a sharp edge. She liked the contrast of the roughness to the smooth flesh that covered the rest of his body.
He slid a finger inside her opening. “So wet and hot.”
“For you.” She shuddered as he slid in a second finger and pumped them, preparing her for what she hungered for. The moan that escaped her lips when he left her body carried the weight of her need for him.
“I can’t wait.”
She caressed his face. “I don’t want you to wait.”
“I’ve got you.” Cifer cradled her upper body in his arms. His tail took control of her leg, lifting and spreading her open. He bent his knees and notched the head of his cock at her opening.
“Fucking talented,” she breathed.
“I can shift my cock into any shape you like.” The tentative tone in his voice pricked her heart.
