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Arden grins around his canines. “I can hear your heartbeat change rhythm.”

“You can always hear my heart?”

He smiles at me, his finger drifting across the line of my lips. “Not all the time. Just when it’s quiet, or you’re right next to me.”

It reminds me just how inhuman he is. I’ve gotten so used to seeing him in his Sasquatch form that it feels like a strange memory when I met him in his shop. Or even when he rescued me from the storm.

“When do you turn back to your human form?” I ask.

Arden hums, “Now that we’ve mated and my beast has been fulfilled, probably whenever. Would you like me to shift?”

I suck in a breath, petting his fur. “No.”

He nuzzles into my neck, pulling my body over his with our chests rubbing together. It’s become a common theme with Arden, where I wake up naked without the knowledge of how I came to be naked. But I don’t mind. I like the way his fur brushes my skin, the way his body heat sinks into my bones and warms me from within. Which is also when I feel the sudden hardness between my thighs.

His cock.

I gasp, “Do you have morning wood?”

Arden chuckles, his hands sliding down my spine before caressing the globes of my ass. “I won’t deny that a sexy young man in my bed will give me a hard cock.”

I feel my skin heat at his crass words. Today feels like a new day, a new chapter. I want to leave what happened yesterday in the past. I want to move into my new life. With Arden.

“Make me forget about everything, Daddy.” I nip at his chin, my tongue running along his beard.

He groans, his fingers splaying my cheeks wide, spreading my hole to the cold air of the bedroom.

“Such a needy boy,” he growls, his chest vibrating and sending a shiver down my spine.

I hum, taking his lips in mine, desperate to let him use me in any way he likes. But a thought rolls through my mind and I shudder.

“Can I try something?” I ask, pulling my lips from his.

Arden looks up at me with burning lust in his golden eyes. “Ask, baby.”

I swallow. My heart skips a beat as my stomach tightens. I avert my gaze. “Can I try the fleshlight?”

Arden spins us, pinning my wrists above my head, his other clutching at my waist possessively. “And what makes you think you can use my toys?”

I bite my lip. “Because I’ve been a good boy.”

For a moment, Arden watches me. He rolls his hips against mine, his cock nudging my own. “Go get it then.”

My body zings with anticipation as he releases me and I climb out from the covers. Padding to the wardrobe, I can feel Arden’s eyes on me the whole way. The hair on the back of my neck stands on end, as if I’m the prey and he’s the predator. Shuffling through the drawers, I find the fleshlight buried amongst his clothes. Its thick, cylindrical shape has me shivering with excitement.

Spinning on my heel, I find Arden watching me with a heated look. His fist languidly pumps his thickening cock as his eyes dart across my body. I take a step forward, feeling the heat of my blush beneath my skin.

“Ah, ah.” He raises a hand, halting me. With a smirk and the twist of his wrist, he purrs, “Do a spin for Daddy. Let me see what’s mine.”

Liquid lava pools in my stomach as my dick flutters between my thighs. Turning, I spin in a slow circle, letting him take in every inch of my skin. My lean stomach, my thighs and my ass. Especially my ass.

“Fuck, you’re a treat,” he growls behind a clenched fist.

I preen, skipping to the edge of the bed. The bottle of lube watches me from the bedside table as I climb over Arden’s furry thighs and straddle his waist.

“Will you show me?” I hold out the fleshlight.

Arden cocks a brow at me but says nothing as he turns to his side and pats the empty space beside him. I fall to my side, our chests brushing against one another.