“Getting your workout in early this morning, Atlas?” Kaelasked. I could just barely make out what he was saying over my music.
I pulled my earbuds out so we could have an actual conversation. “Yep. You know I like it when it’s quiet.”
He tugged his lifting gloves onto his large green hands. “Same.”
“You like being a member here so far?” I asked. I wanted to make sure my guests were having a good experience, so I always asked for feedback from our members.
“Oh yeah, it’s great. Open twenty-four hours, plenty of equipment. Uh, there’s something I wanted to ask you about, though.” I could have sworn his green cheeks flushed a little. “Are classes included with the platinum membership?”
“Yeah, unlimited classes are included with the platinum membership. Were you thinking of taking something?”Well, color me intrigued.I couldn’t imagine him taking a spin class. Maybe he was asking about BJJ or tae kwon do.
He grunted as he set up his bar. “I was considering it.” He stepped closer to me and lowered his voice an octave. “Do you know which class that cute pixie teaches?”
And there it was.
The cute pixie, Ellie, taught the gym’s Jazzercise class. Her sprite-like body dressed in tight, bright spandex bounced around the stage as she motivated a class full of mostly older women.
I laughed under my breath at the thought of Kael taking a Jazzercise class. The guy didn’t exactly exude grace. “That’s Ellie. She teaches the Jazzercise class.”
Kael’s mouth curved into a smirk, his shiny white tusks digging into his thin upper lip. “Hmm. Well, it looks like I’ll be signing up for Jazzercise, then.”
“That bad, huh? Well, I’ll make sure I’m here that day. It’ll be entertaining,” I said with a smile.
“Hey, man, I have some moves,” he said with a straight face. It sent us both into a fit of laughter.
I checked my watch and hopped off the weight bench. “Shit, I gotta get ready to work the desk. Have a great workout, Kael.”
He popped his earbuds into his tiny green ears and waved me off.
In the locker room, I lifted my arms and took a whiff of my armpits.
Shower it is.
I stepped into one of the private stalls, the tile floor clicking beneath my clawed feet. I put my hat in my bag, pulled my sweat-dampened tank top over my head, and slipped my shorts and underwear off my waist. Adjusting the tap, I started the water and stepped under the spray once it was warm.
I let out a groan, rolling my neck. The hot water felt amazing on my sore muscles. I had some serious delayed-onset muscle soreness going on because I’d been pushing myself so hard in the gym, but this was all I had right now.
I placed my palms on the cool tiled wall, letting the water cascade over my head and down the wide expanse of my back.
I was deep in thought when my stomach growled loudly, the sound bouncing off the walls around me.
Fuck, I was hungry.
I wished I had more of Tegan’s cupcakes.
The night of the wedding, I went home and thought about her while I jerked off. Thought about how gorgeous she looked in that dress, and how gorgeous she’d look with it off.
My cock stirred at the image of her naked body tangled in my sheets, her cheeks flushed pink from a nice thorough fuck.
I grabbed my cock, giving it a few rough pumps, lightly thrusting my hips.
I wondered if she could take all of me. Wolven males were different from human men. Bigger. Thicker. Primal. Feral.
Would she be able to keep up?
I wanted to find out.
Faster and faster, I fucked my fist, thinking about her tight cunt clenching my cock.
