"Don't be nice to me."
"I told you I was going to try. Being nice is part of it."
I sighed dramatically. "Fine."
He kissed my temple again before adjusting my position on his lap and reaching down to his thigh. He scratched a smooth strip of skin, almost mindlessly.
When I glanced back at his face, his eyes were closed.
"Why are you scratching?" I asked.
"I need to shift," he admitted reluctantly.
"Then shift."
"It's not that simple."
"Why not?"
He didn't reply.
He was the same person whether or not he was extra hairy, so I didn't know why he was against it. He was probably nervous it would change things between us somehow, since I'd never seen him shift.
"I'll bite you again if you shift for me," I offered.
He didn't agree, but he didn't disagree either.
I yawned. "Wow. I think I need a nap. Sure would be nice to have a furry wolf to cuddle with."
He played with a few strands of my hair for a minute before finally agreeing. "Alright. I'll shift. If you want me back in my human form, you tell me. I don't want you dealing with your bloodlust alone."
"Okay."
"I'm serious, Harper."
"So am I."
He reluctantly released my hair. And me, after that. He stood on the floor long enough to grab a towel to clean me up a little, and when he was satisfied that I wasn't too sticky with his release, he finally shifted.
I watched closely as he was replaced with a massive, gray wolf. He shook his fur out, and my lips curved upward.
He jumped smoothly up onto the bed, and cuddled against me immediately. I wrapped my arms around him, and he snuggled in a little closer.
My lips curved further.
Maybe I liked having a wolf to snuggle with.
"How do you feel?"Rhone asked me.
"Very well fucked."
His furry chest rumbled, and he licked my arm.
The curve of my lips grew more dramatic.
I held him tightly, and managed to doze for a little while without any nightmares.
Eventually,Furry Rhone made a sound of complaint as he wiggled out from under my arm. He shifted forms smoothly, grabbing his pants off the floor and looking around the room.