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Story: It's A Little Bit Bunny
Using my antler as a handle, Nikolai dragged my mouth onto his. His fist sped up and my precum made a slippery mess. It sounded lewd and filthy, and I loved every second of it.
“Bunny,” I whined as my climax took hold of me.
“Yes! Drench me!” he commanded in a harsh rasp, and I obeyed.
He dripped with my seed by the time I sank into my mattress, my body spent but my heart fuller than ever.
“Damn it.” Nikolai gasped the words as he pressed his chest against mine, which covered us both in my release. “I love you so fucking much.”
Fifty-one
Nikolai
“Goodmorning,Bunny.”Softlips pressed to my forehead. “I brought a cup of coffee up for you.”
“Thanks, baby.” I yawned and rolled over, accidentally dislodging the duvet.
Oops.
Jules inhaled a deep breath. We hadn’t even showered last night.
Two filthy animals.
A grin stretched my lips wide, and I blinked my eyes open. My gorgeous forest god gaped at my morning wood with his mouth half open. I spread my thighs and put my hard cock even more on display.
“Feel free to indulge, Jules.” At the purr in my voice, his gaze raised up to my face.
“Gladly, Bunny. But I think we should talk about last night first.”
“About what, exactly?” I knew I sounded like a brat.
“The mate bond and my nightmare? The antlers?”
“Oh, wow, yeah. I completely forgot about those.” I sat up and let my eyes travel over his body. Jules wore a pair of boxer shorts and nothing else. “Where did they go?” His eyes hung on my cock for another heartbeat, then he flushed pink and forced his gaze back on my face.
“I can manipulate them.” He reached up and parted his hair. I saw a little stub of horn on the top of his head. “These seem here to stay, though.”
“I like them,” I admitted. “Loved the antlers, too. They looked so hot.”
He sat down on the edge of the mattress and stroked my face.
“I’m glad you think so, Bunny. I feared I had scared you.”
“You didn’t.” I leaned in and rubbed my nose against his.
“So, the antlers…are you a shifter or something, Jules?”
“I’m not sure, Nikolai. Icanshift, yes. You’ve seen me do it before.”
I remembered how he’d shifted on the day we met. And when he’d topped for the first time.
“This form here”—he got up from the bed and stepped back—“it’s how my forest sees me. And probably also how I see myself. But I am also this.” His body changed. The antlers materialised on top of his head and fur grew on his legs. I watched his feet morph into split hooves and his cock retreat into a furry sheath above his heavy balls, which were covered in creamy fur and nestled between his sinewy thighs. “Does this body scare you?”
“Oh no,” I breathed and crossed the room to hug him. He towered over me in this form so my head fit comfortably under his chin. “You are always beautiful to me, no matter which form you take.”
Fifty-two
Jules
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