Page 42 of It’s A Little Bit Bunny (Fangs on Ice #4)

Forty-one

Jules

A fter Nikolai had eaten, he put the tray aside, reclined on the bed, and then pulled me on top of him.

I had sensed how much he liked seeing me in his shirt, yet feeling his hard length next to mine still came as a bit of a shock.

But mostly, I was surprised by how good it felt when he took hold of my backside and pulled my hips closer to his. The movement rubbed our lengths together. I couldn’t believe I had never experienced this before.

This is beautiful.

We both leaked, and our combined fluids made the sensation even more intense.

“Bunny! This is—“

Nikolai’s expressive eyes begged me to kiss him, and I did. I needed that kiss at least as much as he did.

“I know, baby boy,” he said against my mouth before he thrust his tongue inside. “You feel so good.”

I whined, kissing him so fiercely our teeth clashed together. I tasted blood but couldn’t stop. I rutted my hips against his, dragging my cock up and down his hard length, until we both fell.

His warm release mixed with mine, and we kissed and groaned and held each other through our climaxes.

We were silent for a long time. The space between our bodies was slippery with cum. I kept my ear pressed to his heart and listened to his steady heartbeat.

Even when we got up, we didn’t speak. We didn’t need to; we understood each other without words.

How did we reach this new stage in our relationship?

When I had tasted his blood, I feared for a moment that we would forge a mate bond.

Made from blood, magic, and love.

That’s what the books said. But I had only tasted his blood, not mine. I hadn’t been hurt, and I had kept a tight hold on my magic—the way I always did around him. I would never forgive myself if I enthralled him with my powers.

We walked into my bathroom where I took off Nikolai’s dirty shirt and pulled him into the shower with me.

A soft smile sat on his kissable lips when I took the soap I had made myself, foamed it up between my wet palms, and then spread the sweet smelling bubbles all over his body.

He bit his lip when I washed his cock and balls. I wasn’t trying to arouse him again but wanted to care for him.

“Can you tilt your head back so I can wash your hair?“

He did as I asked, groaning softly when I lathered the wet strands with more foam, massaged his scalp, and then rinsed his hair under the warm spray.

“Thank you, Jules,” Nikolai said when I had finished and he had turned around to me again. “I can’t remember anyone ever doing this for me. Except for my mum when I was a kid, of course.”

His cheeks blushed, and I fell for him all over again.

“You are welcome, Bunny. I hope it felt good for you.”

He reached out and hugged me, pressing a soft kiss on my brow.

“Yes, it did. I loved it.”

“I love you , Bunny.”

Nikolai held his breath for a long moment before he exhaled deeply.

Then he leaned back a little and brought his hand up to cup my cheek.

He trailed his thumb over my skin, raising goosebumps on my arms. And those eyes, they told me everything I needed to know. For a moment, I was tempted to tell him he didn’t need to say it—I could read it all on his face.

“Me, too, Jules,” he told me with tears in his eyes. “God, I love you so much.”

Then his warm lips were on mine again, stealing my breath and every conscious thought.

It was difficult to leave the shower, to dry off, and get dressed because neither of us wanted to let go of the other. Every time we caught each other’s eyes, we grinned and blushed like teenagers.

Every single second of the last 433 years of my life I had waited for this. And nothing had prepared me for the depth of my feelings for Nikolai.

“Can you stay for a bit longer?” I asked him when, at last, we both wore trousers. Nikolai had grabbed a fresh T-shirt from the small backpack he brought.

“Yeah, I can stay for a bit. There is nowhere I’d rather be, anyway.”

Once more the skin over his sharp cheekbones reddened. I wasn’t so sure anymore who in our budding relationship worshipped whom.

I am his to command.

We curled up on the sofa, my head on his solid chest, drank some more coffee, and looked out into the forest until, at last, it was time for him to leave.

“Bye.” He didn’t cross the arch. “Jules?”

“Yes?”

“I really want to come see you again next weekend. My coach put me back on the roster for the next game. That’s Thursday night in Feuerfeld. But I could come back on Saturday. Maybe we could have lunch together, or I could bring my laptop so we could watch something? I mean, I don’t even know if it will work around you…your magic, I mean? Probably not, that was a stupid idea. Just ignore it.”

I gripped his forearm to stop the flood of words tumbling from his mouth.

“That sounds wonderful, Bunny. I’ll come pick you up. And while electronic devices usually don’t work around my magic, I will try to suppress it long enough that you can show me a movie.”

“I can’t say when I’ll manage. I might need a bit more sleep. It’s been a while since I played a full game.”

I brushed a strand of hair off his forehead. “Don’t worry. I shall know when you arrive. The forest will tell me. And then I will come to get you.”

“Okay.” He bit his lip to hide a grin.

Then he took hold of me and kissed me deeply before slipping back through the veil.

I stared after him until he was out of sight. Even then, I waited some before turning back in the direction of my house.

He would be back, and I had plans.

I am ready .

My heart hammered against my rib cage when I thought about it. But there was one thing I was sure of: if I wanted to go further with anyone, it was Bunny.

He made me feel safe and loved, something I had never experienced with another person before, least of all with my mother.

The Elven Queen’s magic was strong. As her son, the ones falling for her had extended their desire to me. When the Elven Queen had spurned their advances or moved on to her next toy, they had tried to get me to satisfy their desires instead.

Their grabby hands and blank eyes had repulsed me.

A shudder ran through me as I thought of them. I had felt hopeless on their behalf and had tried to convince her to release them. She laughed me off.

‘ They love me, Julius. They want to stay. Go ahead, ask them.’

Whoever was her favourite at the time had then confessed their love for her in a sickly sweet voice, falling to their knees at her feet.

So I had left. I would rather face a life alone than one in her shadow, or worse, in her footsteps.

With Bunny everything was different, and it showed me that I had made the right choice staying true to myself and not abusing those poor people’s position.

He liked me. Truly liked me . I felt it in every fibre of my being. And I…I was his for as long as I lived. There would be nobody else for me.

I spent the week preparing the house and my food storage for him. If I wanted Nikolai to stay with me more often, I had to include him in my plans. And my forest provided.

I also wanted to spoil my bunny a bit. So I worked hard on setting up a space in a clearing behind the house. Under a freshly grown canopy of rambling plants, I made a nest for us to curl up in. I pruned and cut and planted all through Thursday evening.

And then, I waited for the weekend to come.