Page 44 of Can't Help Growling in Love
Asher’s cock twitches behind me, and a rush of hot cum lands on my back, warmer than the water pounding down on us.His arm is an iron band around my belly, his fingers roll harder over my clit, and I come right after him, my screams echoing around the bathroom. He pulses behind me, his hips rocking as if he’s unable to stop.
I clutch at his arm, grateful he’s holding me up because my bones feel like jelly, softened from the intense pleasure.
A soft kiss on my temple, then Asher licks the shell of my ear. He inhales deeply and lets out a rolling rumble that I feel through my entire body, cradled as I am to his chest. He cups my pussy with his big hand and moves me slightly so the water from the overhead shower sluices down my back.
My first instinct, incredibly, is to protest—I don’t want the proof of his climax washed away. But I bite my tongue because I can’t very well go to sleep on Asher’s fresh sheets while sticky and wet with his cum.
Instead, I let him wash me. He turns me to face him and kisses me slowly, then soaps up his hands and glides them over my arms, my tits, my belly. He washes me gently between my legs, then crouches to stroke his sudsy palms down my legs. The water rinses my skin, but Asher must still smell me, because he noses the apex of my thighs and lets out a low groan.
“Tomorrow,” he rumbles, looking up at me. “If I start now, I won’t be able to stop.”
I grin sleepily at him. “Great idea. I don’t think I could take it right now.”
His bushy eyebrows furrow. “Was I too rough?”
“Nooo.” My voice slurs with exhaustion. “I just want to beconsciouswhile you eat me out. Would be a shame if I fell asleep halfway through it.”
He snorts, then rises again and washes himself with quick, efficient motions. His fur lies flat on his body, and even his ears have a slight droop to them, not to mention his tail. It still twitches whenever he looks at me, and that kindles a soft glow in my chest.
Helikesme. Maybe as much as I like him.
I’m too tired to figure out exactly how to communicate that, so instead, I tip forward and hug him as tight as my tired body will allow.
Asher chuckles, running his palms over my back, then down to my ass, where he squeezes appreciatively. “Mm. Let’s get you to bed, baby. You’re falling asleep on your feet.”
I’d protest, but my eyelids are heavy, and I don’t think I can put together a coherent thought, so I just nod and let him guide me from the shower.
Asher turns off the water, then scrunches his eyes shut. In a golden shimmer, he shifts back to his human form and grins at me when he finds me staring.
“Easier to dry myself in my human skin,” he says, reaching for a towel. He wraps it around me and gently squeezes water from my hair. “I’ll shift back later.”
I kiss his chest. It’s still covered in hair, but of the human variety, dark with a light curl to it, not the soft fur I’d dug my fingers into earlier. “Whatever makes you the most comfortable.”
He nudges me backward to lean on the sink, as if afraid I’ll topple over without his support, and rubs his hair quickly with another towel. “We didn’t get a chance to discuss this last night, but I usually sleep in my half form. Sometimes I shift fully, though, especially if it gets cold in the room. So please don’t freak out in the morning if that’s the case.”
Asher holds out his hand for me, a slight smile on his lips.
“I won’t.” I put my hand in his. “You won’t scare me off.”
He kisses my hand, his gaze already glinting golden. “That’s good to know.”
Chapter
Seventeen
ASHER
June follows me from the bathroom, yawning widely. At the foot of the bed, she stops and glances at me. “You’re so neat, I can’t tell which side is yours. I think I just passed out last night without asking, sorry.”“
“I usually gravitate toward the left.” I tug the covers off and motion at June to climb up. “But you can take whichever…”
I trail off because she drops the towel and scoots to the right side of the bed, and I get a delicious view of her naked body. I snap my eyes shut because we’re supposed to go to sleep, and the sight of her lush ass is doing wicked things to me.
Working quickly, I cover June with the blanket, tucking it around her as she curls on her side.There. She’ll be able to rest without my dick poking her in the hip. I step quickly out of the bedroom to check that all the doors and windows are locked, and pull down the blackout blinds so we can sleep better.
I finally slide into the bed beside June. I expect her to be asleep, but she makes a soft, sleepy sound that goes straight to my groin and sidles closer to me, reaching out under the covers.
Within moments, she’s wrapped around me, her cheek smushed to my chest, her leg flung over mine.
