Okay, so was I dense, or what? Because I could clearly see Atlas sitting over there with a tail, but I had no idea what thathad to do with sex. Toby saw me glancing at Atlas, because he shook his head.
“No, not like dog tails. Like demon tails or something,” he clarified. “They’reprehensile.”
“Okay?” I wasn’t sure what the last word meant, although it rang a bell back from biology class. I still wasn’t sure how it was sexual, though.
Toby rolled his eyes, leaning in even further. “Their tails can move on their own. They’re thin at the tip and get thicker as they go further, and they’rereallylong andverydexterous. They feel very much like…” Toby cleared his throat, like suddenly he was shy about saying something obscene.
Still, the pieces clicked into place. “Do you mean…” I trailed off in a question.
Toby leaned back. “Yup. It’sreallygood. Ask your mate for a demonstration. Those tails can doallsorts of things.”
I felt myself blushing, and Toby chuckled. Corbin chose that moment to come back, and of course I only blushed even more. Toby winked at me before he got up.
Great. Now all I was gonna be able to think about was long, dexterous tails that could do all sorts of things. Corbin pulled me back in for a cuddle, and I bonelessly slid against him.
Well, I guess tails were a better topic than what happened at the river, or what might happen to the sheriff.
All sorts of things. Oh my.
Nothing got decided, and eventually the Scooby Gang broke up. Corbin and I went back to my place and walked inside, and I realized I had no idea what to do. I felt jittery and jumpy. Nervous energy, my mother had always called it.
Huh. I wondered if my mom was my mom? That thought had barely flashed across my head before I realizedof coursemy mom was my mom. Whatever I was, she had raised me and loved me and been a great mom. Both my parents were great.
Not all families were so good. I thought of the man and the son from that house, and I felt like I was losing my footing. Then I was in the hospital, standing by that pregnant mom, and I felt like I knew something, but I forgot it just as quickly as I knew it. My brain was bouncing around and then forgetting each memory before I could grasp it.
“What is it?” Corbin asked, coming over to put his hands on my shoulders.
“Rabbit holes,” I murmured. “I feel like I keep falling down rabbit holes, but I can’t quite hold onto any of the thoughts or memories before I’m falling down another rabbit hole.”
“Do you want to talk about it?” Corbin asked, rubbing his hands up and down my arms.
Did I? Not really. It made my head hurt. It felt like the harder I tried, the more I’d forget. I shook my head. “I want to forget about it all for now.”
“Yeah? How can I help?”
I looked up at him. “I don’t want it to feel like I’m using you to forget, because that’s totally not what it is at all?—”
Corbin cut me off. “You can use me however you want, Sebbie. I’m here for your pleasure.”
I smiled at his words, because they sounded dirty. I was suddenly really turned on, and Corbin must have sensed it or smelled it or something, because his smile was wicked.
“Ahhh,” he said. “Yes, let me take care of you.”
The words sent shivers running through me.
Corbin picked me up, carrying me into the bedroom. He set me down on the bed, then he proceeded to strip off my shirt andpants. He did it gently, carefully, and I felt intensely cared for in the simple act of being undressed.
When I was naked, Corbin stripped as well, climbing onto the bed next to me. I was laying on my back, and he was on his side, head on his hand looking down at me.
“Too far away,” I complained. “I want skin.”
“You’ll get skin. What else do you want?” His smile turned even more wicked. “Do you want to find out about my tail?”
I picked my hands up and covered my face. “Oh my god, did you hear all of that?”
“You should know that hellhounds have exceptional hearing,” Corbin told me.
And duh, Ishouldhave known that. Tobyhadwritten about it in his books. Corbin distracted me from that thought with soft kisses and nibbles along my neck.
