A snort sounded behind him.
“I’m returning a favor, Math,” Titan rumbled, his nose still tucked between Mathlin’s cheeks. Slowly, he pulled his tongue back out, giving Mathlin’s hole two more licks before sittingback. “There. You’ll have to do the cleanup; I’m sorry I can’t help with that.”
Mathlin flushed red. He stayed on the desk until he could move his legs. Then he hurriedly yanked up his pants, feeling self-conscious that Titan had seen all of that. “Oh gods, you tasted me inside!”
“You taste exquisite,” Titan rumbled. When Mathlin looked over his shoulder, he found the alpha licking his lips. As though heenjoyedthe taste of Mathlin’s ass.
Mathlin blushed bright red. “I’m, uh, gonna go clean up.”
“Take however long you need,” Titan said, sitting back—still bare-assed. “I know that took a lot out of you.”
“It took a lot out of you, too. I mean, it took a lot of jizz out of you,” Mathlin said. And wished his mouth would shut up. He closed his eyes and groaned. “Please shut me up.”
“I like it when you speak your mind,” Titan pointed out, his eyes twinkling. “If it’s not too much trouble, I’d like some help with my mouthwash. When you’re done cleaning up.”
“I bet it feels horrible talking to everyone when your mouth tastes like my slick,” Mathlin blurted. He closed his eyes in horror.
“I’d rather not have my family smell that, yeah.”
“Oh gods,” Mathlin whispered. The wolves would all know what they had done.
“C’mon, let’s get it over with.” Titan stood, heading to the bakery’s tiny restroom. There was a small bottle of mouthwash in there; Mathlin poured some into Titan’s mouth. While Titangargled, Mathlin searched for a straw. He found some in the pantry and stuck one in the mouthwash bottle so Titan wouldn’t have to depend on him for that.
“Thanks,” Titan said, sounding so sincere.
“It can’t feel good, having to depend on someone for everything.”
The alpha shook his head. “You’re right. I’m used to doing everything myself. Going from that to being helpless, overnight—it really sucks.”
Mathlin really did feel sorry for him. “Tell me if you need anything.”
“I will.” Titan smiled crookedly.
Mathlin cleaned them both up with wet paper towels. Back in the office, he helped Titan step back into his grey sweatpants.
Just because he could, he brushed a bit of healing magic into Titan’s broken forearm.
“That’s very generous of you,” Titan murmured.
“I just wanted to—”
Before Mathlin could finish his sentence, the front door crashed open with a bang.
9
THE FAKE RELATIONSHIP
“Titan?”a deep voice boomed. “Are you in here, boy? Everdin said you blew up your kitchen and fried three of your limbs. Do you still have a tail?”
Titan and Mathlin exchanged a look; both of them groaned.
“The minute he’s gone, we’re putting up a sign on the door,” Titan said in an undertone.
“And locking it,” Mathlin added. “That’s if you don’t stare at my ass again.”
Titan dropped his gaze, ashamed. “I’m sorry. That was harassment.”
“No! No, I meant, my butt liked it. But if you want me to get any work done, you need to stop looking at my ass.”
