Kassie pinched the bridge of her nose. “Do your parents know you’re on the internet?”
I heard a bang from the other side of the screen, and Kassie chuckled. “Oh, someone is having a tantrum now,” she cooed.
The screen had tiny pings going off, faster and faster.
Kassie giggled again.
More chaos was coming from the other side of the screen. “Shut the fuck up, Kass!”
“Yup, someone is in need of a nap.”
“For fuck’s sake, let’s play the game!” Titan screamed. “This isn’t a roast, it’s to play a game!”
Kassie pursed her lips, her whole body shaking. “But wouldn’t you like a cape so you can be super mad?”
I nuzzled deeper between her thighs, my antennae quivering despite the ache in my groin. Hearing her verbally dismantle this fool was almost worth the torment. My Kassie, fierce,independent, magnificent… handling this arrogant male without any intervention from me. Later, I would worship every inch of her body, but for then, I savored her victory over the fox's hollow charm.
Titan swore under his breath, and there were clicks on the other side of the computer. Here were the stakes. “The loser has to give all money made during the game to the winner.”
Kassie shrugged her shoulders. “That isn’t very creative, that’s what everyone does.”
There was more clicking on the other side of the screen. “I’m not done. The winner, which will be me by the way, will take the loser out to dinner.” He chuckled on the other side of the screen, and I moved, ready to push Kassie’s chair away and tell the little twit off.
Instead, Kassie shoved my face right into her panty-covered pussy and tried to suffocate me.
Not a bad way to die… really.
“First off,” she started. “No. You won’t win. So, when I win, you can give me a gift certificate to a restaurant of my choice so I can take out my boyfriend.”
I stopped struggling because I did like being between her legs, but that was besides the point. She announced me as her male in front of all of her fans. A declaration of love to all of her people.
Titan scoffed. “Boyfriend?” He crossed his arms. “Yeah, right. Where is he then? I’ve never seen him, you’ve never mentioned him…”
Refusing to be hidden any longer, I shoved the chair back with enough force to make it roll across the floor, then crawled out from my hiding place. In one fluid motion, I rose up on the opposite side of the desk, positioning myself squarely in the frame of the webcam.
“I am the boyfriend!” I announced, my big red eyes glaring into the monitor’s reflection.
Oops.
I glanced at the window, seeing only darkness where daylight should have been. My stomach dropped as I realized what had happened. Sunset had come and gone, taking my human disguise with it. I'd just flashed my true form to thousands of viewers into the camera
The mayor was going to be so pissed.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Kassie
What, for the love of moth-loving ass, just happened?
Atlas's wings blocked me from the camera view. They were fully extended—magnificent, really—with his perfect ass right in my line of sight. Under normal circumstances, I'd be squeezing those cheeks or taking a playful bite. That's just what you do with a butt that tempting.
Because it did look delicious.
No, I had bigger problems, which were to try and figure out how to convince all these people that Atlas was nottheMothman.
I darted around Atlas' enormous wings, only to find myself face-to-face with his fully aroused manhood, glistening and pulsing in the dim light of my monitor.
My breath caught in my throat as TeaBagTitan's laughter crackled through my headset. "What the fuck is that?!" he demanded, his voice shattering my long stare.
