“They would explode if they ate all that. Let’s do a slice of cucumber.”
Muzo batted his eyelashes. “Maybe a slice of apple, too? For dessert?”
I couldn’t resist those puppy-dog eyes. “Sure.”
He took a slice of cucumber and apple from the pail and gently dropped them into the water. The offerings fell slowly until they landed on the rock outcropping right in front of the snails. They paused for a second before their antennae wriggled faster and they crept towards the food.
“They’re going for it!” Muzo said, leaning forward.
I held him tighter so he wouldn’t fall in. My fingers curled securely around his lithe waist, almost touching at the tips.
Our substantial size difference excited me. Since I was so big, I always figured I’d be larger than my omega mate, but not to this extent. Maybe it was my draconic predator urges twisting hunger into arousal. I could eat Muzo in one gulp if I wanted to—but obviously, I would never harm him. I held him closer, protecting him with my strong hands.
“What’s up, Cobalt?” Muzo asked with a chuckle. “You trying to squeeze me like a tube of toothpaste?”
I loosened my grip. I hadn’t realized I was holding him that tightly.
“Sorry,” I murmured.
He craned his neck back to look up at me. Despite his vulnerable position, there was no fear in his gaze—not now, not ever. He only ever looked at me with love.
Muzo licked his lips, hesitating like he wanted to say something.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Could you take a step or two down?”
I complied with his suggestion. We were closer to eye-level now, although I was still a couple inches taller.
Then Muzo kissed me.
My brief surprise melted as our lips parted and our tongues brushed together. A velvety shiver shot through my veins, lighting a fire of arousal between my thighs. I kissed him deeper until his tiny moans of pleasure grew loud enough to echo off the tank glass.
When we parted for air, Muzo’s eyelashes fluttered against his flushed cheeks. His dark eyes glittered with desire. Did he feel my hardening cock pressing against him earlier, or was our lust naturally synced up?
Either way, neither of us wanted to wait. I lifted Muzo off the stepladder and brought both of us to the floor.
“Hey,” Muzo said, his voice husky. “You can partially shift, right?”
“Yes.”
He glanced at my now fully hard cock straining in my pants. “Can you... pick and choose what body part you shift?”
I heard an idea rattling around in there.
“Tell me what you want,” I said.
He swallowed visibly. “It was really hot when you brought your wings and claws out last time we had sex. So... I want to see your dragon cock on your human body.”
My brows rose. I hadn’t considered that option before. Was it even possible?
But I’d do anything for him, even if that meant stretching the limits of possibility.
“I can try,” I said. “Step back.”
Muzo stumbled to the corner of the room, his gaze eagerly locked on my lower half. I stripped out of my clothes. Despite my ravenous lust, I did it carefully this time since Crimson had gone through all that effort to dress me. When I was safely nude, I shut my eyes and focused on my inner dragon.
It didn’t take much to lure him out. He was always ready to play.
