Paz groaned and arched into it. “Fuck, that’s nice...”
His praise pleased me. I never sought approval from others, yet Paz’s words were honey to my ears. There was something unique about this flesh-bag.
It was uncharacteristic of me, but I craved more of his encouragement. I massaged him longer and deeper, smoothing my hands all over his soft body. I felt ravenous—not for food, but for his sweet reactions.
When my palms swept over his inner thighs, he yelped.
I stopped dead. Did my claws graze his stupidly fragile flesh by accident?
“Did I hurt you?” I demanded.
Paz released a shaky breath. “No, you’re good.”
“Then why do you scream?”
He chuckled. “I didn’t scream, you drama king. I squeaked because you’re so close to my...” Licking his lips, he trailed off.
“Your what?” I growled. “Stop speaking half-sentences.”
Paz tilted his head back to face me. “Mycock. Your hand brushed against my dick and it felt good, okay?”
His sassy comments both annoyed and amused me. He was a creature of paradox.
I peered over his shoulder and grunted. “Your cock is small. I didn’t even notice it.”
“Aww, that’s just what every man wants to hear,” Paz said in a light, sarcastic tone.
“Well, it is,” I grouched. “Mine is a thousand times the size of yours.”
Paz’s eyes flashed. “Oh, yeah? That better not be an exaggeration.”
I thought I heard a hitch in his voice. Was the lecherous human excited at the thought of my cock?
Paz’s eyes captured mine and didn’t let go. Heat fluttered in my belly. Tension coiled within me, like a serpentes poised to strike.
His flirting was not serious. He was a soft little human who’d snap in half on my cock. It was impossible.
Unless it wasn’t.
Growling, I leaned closer to his ear. “Do not tempt me, human. Your breakable body can’t withstand my arousal—so don’t ignite it.”
Paz swallowed hard. His gaze sparkled and danced.
I expected him to heed my warning. If he was smart, hewouldhave. But I should’ve known better than to think the human would know his place.
“Don’t be so sure I can’t take it,” he shot back in a low voice.
An electric current zapped my blood. I breathed hard, nostrils flaring wider. My feelers flashed deep pink and red as they lifted into the air. Paz noticed them. He knew what he’d done to me, and the irritating humangrinnedabout it.
His arrogance made me laugh. “You wouldn’t survive my cock, human. Just accept it.”
Paz screwed up his face in an angry pout. “How do you know that?” he demanded. “I know two humans who took Maeleon cock—and not only did they survive, they got pregnant, too!”
I continued to laugh. What a ridiculous story.
“I’m not making it up,” Paz insisted, crossing his arms.
He sounded serious, but that was impossible. I couldn’t imagine a tiny flesh-bag like him getting pregnant, especially not frommycock. It would split him in two.
