Page 61 of Red Marked

“I don’t mind the sofa. I’ve slept on palm fronds and moss for years. This…” She sits on the sofa and groans deeply. “I forgot how soft things could be.” Her eyes go wide.

She groans again, her eyes fluttering shut.

Then she bounces, testing it, and runs both hands over the cushions on either side of her.

“It’s so soft.” She bounces again. “How is it this soft?” Her tits bounce under my shirt.

She bites on her lower lip.

My dick starts to thicken in my pants.

Fuck me!

What the hell is wrong with me? I’m exhausted. I should not be getting a chubby. Not right now.

She keeps fucking bouncing and moaning.

My cock is getting ideas.

I turn to the refrigerator and grab a second bottle of water for myself, even though I don’t need it.

“You’re taking the bed.” I use the bottle to point at the door this time. “I’m not arguing about it. The bathroom’s through there. You can go first. There’s a spare toothbrush in the cabinet above the sink.”

Her whole face lights up. “A toothbrush?”

“Yes.” I smile.

“Can I shower as well? I know you’re tired. I’ll be two minutes.” She holds up two fingers. “It’s been years since I stood under hot water.”

“Sure thing.”

She’s already on her feet. She peels my shirt off over her head while she walks, turning and flashing me a grin and her perky-as-fuck tits.

Then she turns back, dropping the shirt over the arm of the sofa. I get a view of the long line of her back and her tight ass.

I almost groan.

Then the bathroom door closes, and the water starts.

My dick goes from semi to hard as rock.

Fuck.

We’re going to have to talk about boundaries first thing tomorrow. What is perfectly acceptable on the mountain is not fine here in civilization.

She’s going to have to get used to how things work again. We might be shifters, but we don’t walk around naked indoors.

I’m going to need that shower when she’s done in there. I need to take care of my throbbing dick and tight-as-fuck balls.

I can’t remember the last time I jerked off. It’s been all work.

I’m not sure how long Star will have to be here.

This has all turned into quite the fucking dilemma.

I’m not sure what I’ve got myself into.

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