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Goldilocks huffed. “Because he floods the body with so much power it has no choice but to repair itself.”

Sam didn’t understand, so he shrugged. “What about you? You can’t heal?”

Goldilocks shook his head. “No. I cannot influence others; such skills are reserved for the less dominant. I can affect the world, not people.”

Sam shifted closer to Goldilocks as he dipped his fingers into the balm once more. “Can you show me?” he asked, curious.

“After your treatment.” Goldilocks’s hand went beneath the water. Sam startled as his fingers spread across his upper thigh. They delved in, stroking his inner thigh and immediately stilled.

Sam burned, no longer in curiosity, but now embarrassment.

“You are aroused,” Goldilocks stated, soundingpleased.

“I’m sorry,” Sam’s voice cracked.

“Do not be sorry. Here.” Goldilocks caught Sam’s wrist, pulling his hand over. Sam’s mind shivered, his entire body lighting up in heat as he realised what Goldilocks had just guided his hand to was, in fact, his hard cock.

“But your tail?” Sam said, confused. Why was his cock this big? Where was itcomingfrom? Unbidden, Sam’s hand slid down. His hand came into contact with Goldilocks’s scales.

Goldilocks hummed. “Do not be shy, Sam. I will not be cruel, and I can instruct. That motion was pleasing to me. You may repeat it.” Howniceof Goldilocks to instruct him how to give him a handjob! Before Sam could voice the sarcastic remark, Goldilocks’s hand covered Sam’s and brought it up his length, to the top, where he guided Sam to squeeze his bulbous head and then dragged it back down to his base. Slowly. Steadily. Slick coated Sam’s palm by the time he was going back up.

Sam’s mind stalled out completely. His blood was hot, his cock stiff.

“Good,” Goldilocks praised, releasing Sam’s hand. “Continue like that.” He wrapped his arm around Sam’s shoulders, drawing him to his side. He nuzzled Sam’s cheek, huffing as Sam squeezed his tip. And Goldilockskeptdoing that. Kept murmuring words of encouragement and praise against Sam’s ear. Kept rubbing his mouth, his cheek, histongueagainst Sam’s skin. Sam burned from the outside and within.

Goldilocks’s breaths grew ragged. He reached down to guide once more, holding Sam’s hand in place at his tip as he began thrusting his hips. He butted his face against Sam’s head, then pushed Sam’s head forward, cupping his throat with the palm of his hand. Sam’s hair fell forward, and he saw the milky water rippling around Goldilocks’s thrusts. He shut his eyes, panting, as Goldilocks nuzzled the back of Sam’s neck. Mouthed it.

Sam’s eyes flew open as those sharp canines slotted over his nape in a bite.

“What—”

Goldilocks snarled, hips jerking forward in erratic thrusts. The hand cupping Sam’s throat tightened into a firm grip; the teeth at Sam’s nape sunk in. Sam yelped at the spike of pain, but he couldn’t do anything more than that, held so easily still by one of Goldilocks’s hands. Goldilocks’s teeth stayed firmly embedded in the back of Sam’s neck as he climaxed, his sharp groans rumbling through Sam’s skin. Sam breathed in the hot steam rising from the water, growing light-headed.

Goldilocks’s thrusts slowly eased. The hand at Sam’s throat loosened, the hold becoming a soothing touch as Goldilocks released the back of Sam’s neck to lick the bite. Sam panted, catching his breath as Goldilocks soothed the back of his neck. A long, pleased purr hummed from Goldilocks’s chest.

“I will mount you,” Goldilocks stated. His voice was deeper. Ragged. Sam could feel that his cock remained hard and upright, and his own was dying of neglect.

That neglect shrouded Sam’s mind. “Alright, but,” Sam murmured, “but, you know I’m…You have a big cock, so you can’t just shove it in.”

Goldilocks chuckled. “I am sure you will please me.”

Sam straightened up with difficulty. “Look, I’m turned on, so I’m up for this, but I’m not on board with you hurting—”

Goldilocks gripped Sam’s hips, lifting him abruptly from the water.

Sam cried out, pain lancing through his hip. “Fuck!”

Chapter Fifteen

Goldilocks froze.

Perched on the edge of the pool, Sam curled forward with a pained groan. He reached for Goldilocks’s offending hand, but he had already released Sam’s hips.

“Sam.” Goldilocks cupped his cheek. Bent forward, Sam saw Goldilocks’s cock slip back into his tail. The parted scales closed, and after a blink, there was no trace of it left. “I apologise. I did not mean to hurt you.”

Still curled forward, Sam waited until the sharp ache subsided into a dull throb.

“I forgot your injury. I…” Goldilocks’s head tilted. “Why is it this severe?” His tone shifted, softness giving way to anger.