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Nikolai heaved a deep sigh and kissed me long and hard.

“Let’s do it when I get back from Scotland, okay?”

“Yes, Bunny. Yes, please. Oh, this will make the wait even sweeter.”

He grinned at me and pecked my nose tip. “The boxes…”

“Oh yes, the boxes. Tell me what’s in them.”

They contained clothes he had ordered so that I would blend in a bit better. I’d come to like modern human clothing and his clothes in particular: oversized jumpers, clothes with his team logo on it, and those soft grey joggers he wore.

Bunny was a fan of them on me because, he said, he could see the outline of my cock under the fabric.

Sure enough he pulled a box full of Pumas merchandise from under his little desk.

“I thought it was time for you to have your own. I don’t want you to change your form just so you fit into my clothes.”

We had so much fun picking the things I liked the most, interspersed with Nikolai distracting me with kisses and more.

Fifty-five

Jules

TheweekendafterthatNikolai picked Barnabas and me up. It was still early and a soft mist hung in the firs as we drove to Nate and Vitus’ place.

“Good morning, you two,” the tall Elvertritsch greeted us when we got out of the car. “Nate’s still asleep, but little Barney and I will find a way to pass the time, won’t we?” he cooed and scratched Barnabas’ neck.

“Take good care of him, Vee. Goodbye, my sweet little baby.” Barnabas ignored me.

“I promise I will. Have a great time with your mother, Nik. And drive safely.”

“Bye, Barney.” Nikolai stroked Barnabas’ little antlered head and was rewarded with a lick from my Wolpertinger. It made me weirdly happy that my pet loved Bunny so much. “Bye, Vee. Thanks again.”

He waved us off, cradling a happy Barnabas in his enormous arms.

Three and a half hours later we pulled up in front of a pretty white house. A woman burst out of the front door the minute Nikolai stopped the car.

“Mama!” He strode around his car and hugged the short, round-faced woman. Liberal silver stands streaked her golden hair. She had the same eyes as my mate.

“Oh, honey, it’s so good to see you.” His mother squeezed him again, and then let go and turned around to look at me.

Bunny reached out and slipped his arm around me. I leaned into his warmth, feeling grounded by his presence.

“Mum, this is Jules, my boyfriend. Jules, this is my mum, Monika.”

“Jules, I am so happy to finally meet you. Niko told me so much about you.” Her eyes brimmed with tears as she stepped closer and hugged me, too.

“Thank you for inviting me into your home.”

“Oh, of course, my dear. Come inside. I made a cake, and the coffee’s ready.”

She fussed over me all the way into the house, leaving Nikolai to deal with our bags.

“You probably want to freshen up after the drive.” Monika led me to her guest room in the attic. It was a bright, cosy space with a large bed on the far end, a little seating area, and access to a rooftop terrace.

“Oh, what a beautiful room.” I turned on the spot, my heart squeezing in my chest when Bunny entered behind his mother.

“Thank you, Jules.” She beamed at me. “I’ll leave you boys to it. Come downstairs when you are ready.”