Chapter 15

15

KOVI

Predictably, when I walk into my suite, the TV is on. I knew I wouldn’t be lucky enough to have Blake and Seth be far away at the end of my date. I want privacy, but they’re allowed to hang out in the common room. Still, what I have planned for Tanner is going to require locked doors.

“Sup guys?” Blake says with a smug grin. At least he’s in his human form and clothed tonight.

“Hi,” I say with a deadpan tone. I pull out my keys while my date closes the suite door behind me.

Tanner sounds chipper when he says, “Hey, I’m Tanner. You must be Blake.” Blake waves at Tanner. Then, my date says, “Oh, hey Seth.”

I turn to spot Seth walk out of his room. He’s also human, clothed, and munching on a bowl of popcorn. The look of surprised delight on his face infuriates me. If he embarrasses me, I’ll shove him back in his sarcophagus and mail it to Alaska.

“Hey, Tanner!” he says with glee.

“Not a word,” I growl, pointing at him.

His smile falls, and Tanner sniggers next to me. I open the door to my room, and let him in.

“Uh, I think I’m gonna go for a night swim.” Blake gets up, shuts off the TV, and rushes out the door.

“And I’ll, uh, lifeguard you.” Seth drops the bowl and leaves just as quickly. I’m content that my two best friends are giving us the whole suite, at least for a little bit.

Seth pops his head back through the door one last time to wink at me. He gives me a thumbs up, then makes an obscene motion like he’s swallowing a popsicle. I glare at him and shift my arm branch to reach forward and slam the door.

With them gone, it’s back to business.

I lock my room door and turn around. Tanner turns on the lamplight and says, “Nice room.”

“Thanks. It’s not much, but…” I’m suddenly self-conscious of my living area. There are four books and a laptop on the requisite desk with a chair jutting out. On the bed, there’s one thin sheet over a black bedspread and pillow. It’s not the most elaborate bed setup, but I shift in my sleep sometimes— all monsters do! —so it’s easier to not have fabric to rip apart.

Before I can apologize for my paltry linens, Tanner turns and eyes me. The hunger in his eyes is undeniable, and when he takes off his outer shirt, my breath hitches. He’s down to his tank top, exposing the freckled skin of his muscled arms. I don’t even blink, and when I shuck off my outer layer, Tanner’s eyes widen as well.

Like magnets kept apart for far too long, we slam into each other. His mouth is on mine, and my hands roam up and down his back. In no time at all, we’ve both clawed away the other person’s undershirt. I pull off for a moment to gaze at his well-defined chest, then go back to kissing him. As my tongue tangles with his, I bring my hands to his sculpted ass. Stupid pants getting in the way.

Apparently, we have a psychic link, because when I pull off for air again, Tanner is shucking his jeans and boxers off, desperate to get naked. I do the same, then pull him towards the bed. The back of my knees hit the mattress, and I sit down, still holding Tanner’s hips. He continues to kiss me, craning his neck down, and leaning on my shoulders. My pulse pounds in my ears as I chase instincts I never knew I had.

It’s my first time with a human. It’s my first time with Tanner, my Tanner, and I need it to be phenomenal.

I taste his smooth neck, taking in his masculine scent. He’s clean, with hints of aftershave, and the salty taste of his sweat might be my new favorite flavor. I gently kiss down to his clavicles and he straightens his back, looking upward. When my mouth is in the middle of his chest, he lets out a satisfied sigh.

Music to my ears. When I move to tongue kiss his pert nipple, it hardens in my mouth. His voice is strangled above. “ Ahh…” he lets out, breathlessly.

I switch the other pec, nibbling on it until it’s hard as well. Tanner shivers and continues letting out breathy sounds of delight. We’re just getting started, big boy.

I kiss down his defined abs as his hands dig into my shoulders. He must know where I’m going, and I need to know if he’s on board. I gaze up at him, and he’s still looking at the ceiling. When I taste his pelvic bone, right next to his red pubes, he shivers again.

His hardness is stiff and bobbing in front of me. When I look up, Tanner is finally staring down. His face of disbelief only fuels my sexual hunger for him.

“Kovi,” he says like a strangled plea. “What do you…what do you want to do?”

“Can I suck you?” I gingerly kiss the mushroom head of his dick, a light touch of my lips. It pulses in response, and he hisses.

“ Gah …ah…okay,” he rasps.

I grin. “Get on the bed. Lie back.” My voice is an unfamiliar commanding tone, but he has no qualms about it. He lets go of my shoulders and promptly ends up sprawled out on my bed.

“ He belongs here ,” I think to myself. My inner dryad wants to wrap him up in vines and drag him into the woods. But right now, I’m calm enough for my human side to stay in control, and I want to make him feel good in this form. I lick up his thighs, firm and peppered with red hair, and get to his groin. He grips the pillow and looks at me, hungry in anticipation.

I’ve wanted this since the bonfire. Assuming position right at his hips, I tongue up the base, all the way to the head. His cock is smaller than most monsters, but about average for the human side of me. Regardless, he’s beautiful. The sight of him shivering and flopping back on the bed as I swirl my tongue on his tip will forever be etched in my brain.

We’ve waited long enough. I open wide and let him in. My lips are moist, and it’s a smooth glide down to the hilt of his hard cock. It pulses in my mouth, and I love the feel of his pubes on my nose. I’m nearly gagging, so I pull back. His hardness is beautiful, so I go back down, giving the best oral sex he can imagine.

“Oh…oh…oh…” Between his breathy chanting and his hips bucking, I know I’m doing a good job. I pull off and lick his head clean. I swallow his precum then go back down. I repeat this process, alternating with slow trips to the base and faster sucking on just the head. His entire length is silky smooth on my tongue, and knowing it’s Tanner renders me hard as a brick. I try to calm myself down, focusing instead on the pleasure of the man I’ve wanted this whole time.

I’m having oral sex with Tanner, and it might be my new favorite pastime.

I suck and drag my tongue up and down, then suck again. His balls look beautiful, and I can’t help gently, lovingly fondling them with my fingers. When his cock gets harder and his sack hitches up, I know exactly what’s coming.

“Kovi…Kovi…” His voice is urgent as his hips begin to thrust. I’m no quitter, refraining from gagging as he fucks to the back of my throat. Give it to me, Tanner . “Kovi…”

With one last strangled plea, he juts up. Then, it happens. My throat is suddenly filled with his hot essence, and it’s the most glorious thing I’ve ever tasted. Like the greedy monster I am, I swallow every drop. I’m addicted to the taste of Tanner McGregor. He’s my new favorite flavor.

Five minutes later, I’m back from the bathroom, and he’s still lying there with a satisfied smile on his face. Once I’ve cleaned him up with an old towel, I crawl into bed next to him. He reaches for my crotch and I bat his hand away. “Do you not want me to…?”

“Just go to sleep,” I say in a hushed tone. I kiss his temple and hope he drifts into a dream-like state. I turn him around in the bed and spoon him. He fits me perfectly.

“Are you sure? You didn’t get to—”

“Next time, maybe.” I mumble and kiss the back of his head. If he got me off, it could end up…well, I don’t want to ruin tonight. “This was the best date ever. But now we both need to sleep.”

He yawns, and I know the post-orgasm slumber is taking over him. “You sure?” he asks in a sleepy voice.

“Yes,” I whisper. I hold him tight. “I’m so glad you asked me out, Tanner.”

“I’m glad…too…” And with that, his breathing slows down. I soak in his manly scent and allow it to usher me into a dreamy haze as well. Sure, I’m boned up, but I refuse to have an orgasm near him. Still, the sex was phenomenal, and holding him is what I’ve craved for so long. So I let myself relax while I memorize his scent. Sleeping with Tanner in my arms is the cherry on top of the sweetest date I’ve ever been on.