“Anything I need it to,” he replied, accepting her redirection. “I can use it for balance, or for holding someone close,” he said, pulling her snug against him.
He ran the tip up her back. “I can also use it to touch more.”
She shivered in his grip. “That is, uh, unexpectedly hot,” she rolled her neck to one side, and he followed the invitation, letting the tip of his tail stroke her neck. He leaned down and placed kisses on the opposite side.
She shivered under his touch.
Sighed. He continued kissing down her neck, along her shoulder. The taste of her skin only built the desires inside. His desire for her grew with every touch. Every taste.
Every sound, even.
She wrapped her arms around him, and she started kissing his shoulder. He shifted back to her, looking into her eyes.
“You are startlingly beautiful,” he whispered.
“You’re pretty good looking yourself.”
He smiled. “Good, because I want you to enjoy this.”
“Have a feeling I will,” she said.
“Good.”
He picked her up.
“You don’t have to carry me,” she said.
“I don’t have to, no. But I am.”
She shook her head.
He carried her into the bed suite and tossed her on the bed.
She stared at him. “What are you going to do now?”
“Properly seduce you.”
24
Erzo removed his shirt.
Polly stared up at him, the low light in the bedroom just enough to highlight his shape.
Thick.
Broad shoulders, but thick in the middle. Not like a bodybuilder, but a worker. Someone who worked hard and was dependable.
She needed dependable.
Cut, masculine muscles. There was a texture to his skin. She felt it before, and it intrigued her. Soothing to touch it, she thought.
Him.
Soothing to touch him.
He shoved his pants down, and his tail flicked about behind him. And she realized she wasn’t put off by the tail. If someone would have told her a month ago a man with a tail would be seducing her, she would have called them crazy.
Yet here she was. Admiring a man with a tail.
