“It’s a long story,” he says casually, his tone unbothered, voice sounding like fucking silk. “But first, I need to have you. I need to feel my mate around me.”
I gulp, but don’t stop him as he steps into my space and slams his mouth down on mine.
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CADE
Gods,his mouth tastes as good as his cum. He yields under me, his mouth pliant as I delve in deeper, tasting as much of him as I can.
A sharp noise fills the room as my face explodes in pain. I jerk away from Mav and stumble back, my eyes wide as my hand goes to my cheek.
My mate looks apologetic, but fierce, his hands tight at his sides.
It takes a minute to realize what happened, but when I do, I smile, showing all my teeth. “You hit me,” I marvel, rubbing my cheek where pain still radiates.
Pain on mycheek. Not on my backrest, or my foot rest, or my handle. Mycheek! I have a face again!
My cheek stings, no doubt about that, but I welcome the pain. I have a face that can smile and hurt!
“Uh, yeah,” he says with attitude, propping his fisted hands on his hips. My eyes drift down to his cute, naked cock, then taking in his slim, toned body. He’s everything I imagined he’d be, but more. Because he’s real and warm andmine. “You kissed me without asking. That’s fucking assault, big guy.”
“Oh shit, I’m sorry,” I say, meaning it. Shit might have changed since I was imprisoned, but I still need consent to kiss someone. “I was just excited.”
“Yeah, whatever. Who are you and why are you a recliner?” He shakes his head and blows out a frustrated breath. “No, why are you naked in my house?”
“I—”
“And what makes you think it’s okay to just kiss me all willy-nilly?” He throws his hands up in frustration. “I have so many questions, so you better start talking.”
“I’m Cade.” I do a ridiculous bow that looks out of place since I’m naked and my cheeks flame with embarrassment.
Mav doesn’t seem to notice, staring at me intently while he gets answers. “Question number one.”
“I’m a recliner because I’m a shifter. My shifted form is a recliner.”
“Question number two, which is weird as fuck. We’ll circle back to that.”
I grin briefly, then say, “I’m naked because clothes don’t shift with me. If I have them on, my recliner will rip them, on account of my bulk.”
“What the fuck is a shifter?”
I smile down at him, loving his inquisitive nature, and loving even more that I can hold a conversation with him at all. I never thought I’d find a mate and become human again. “It’s hard to explain.”
Mav threads his fingers through his hair, then seems to realize he’s naked because he quickly drops his hand down to his crotch. “Goodness, do you have clothes?”
I shake my head slowly, not able to contain the smile spreading across my face. “No. I haven’t had clothes since 1976.”
His eyes bug out. “Oh my fuck, this is going to be a long conversation, isn’t it?”
I shrug. “Probably. Just know that you broke the curse I was under and I will forever be in your debt.”
“Curse? What curse?”
“Blossom cursed me when I was twenty-five in 1976 for…doing something I shouldn’t have. She forced me to take my shifted form until I found my true mate and only he could break the curse with his seed.”
“My…seed?” Maverick’s eyes grow wide. “Oh god, I came on you! I’m so sorry! You didn’t ask for that. NowI’mthe one assaulting.”
I hurry over to him, framing his face. “No, no, you had no way of knowing I wasn’t a regular recliner. People jerk off on their couches all the time and none of them turn into a human.”Well, unless Blossom cursed them.“Would you have come on me if I were a random guy?”
