Hunt Me! I Crave the Chase (Spooky Boys #3)

We both had scars.

But I’d also never willingly let someone into the shower with me knowing they were about to watch as I cleaned the most private part of my body. I shuddered, hot all over—these delicious, wonderful hot flashes burning through me.

“If you really want me to leave,” his eyes flickered with something like understanding. “I will sit by the door and stand guard.”

He was giving me a choice.

I knew the right answer.

The answer I should pick.

The socially acceptable one.

But…if I’d wanted to date a normal dude, I wouldn’t have taken a werewolf home. And though this was weird as hell, it was also…fuck. It was the hottest thing I’d ever done.

“I will give you time,” Mutt generously promised. “But….”

“But?”

“If you need help…”

“Help…” I sucked in a breath. “Cleaning my ass?” Mutt grinned at me, this wide feral thing, his ears perking up as his tail smacked against the shower door. Thwap, thwap thwap.

“It is mine to care for,” he hummed, eyeing me with liquid heat. “Isn’t it? That is why you brought me here. You have been smelling of need, need, need.”

I wasn’t sure when I’d become his property—let alone my ass, but…fuck. It was really doing it for me. My cock jerked, a drop of precum sliding down the tip, trickling down the freckled skin as I sucked in a needy breath.

“I will guard the door,” Mutt repeated. “You will be safe. I will not be angry if you do not choose the correct option.”

The correct option.

He hadn’t even realized what he’d said.

His words were innocent and yet…he was right.

What the fuck was I doing? I’d wanted to fuck, hadn’t I? That’s why I’d brought him home. I was supposed to be chasing happiness. What was happier than sex? Than getting touched when I so desperately ached to be touched.

Sure this was weird and embarrassing, but it was also…

So fucking sexy.

It took a lot of trust. Trust I’d never given another person. Trust I’d never even been tempted to offer to someone else.

And yet…here I was.

“Yeah, okay. You can stay.”

It had been a long time since I wasn’t lonely.

It had been a long time since I wasn’t scared.

And I felt neither of those things as Mutt stepped into the shower, fully clothed, and in one swift movement, grabbed my cock and my throat and shoved me playfully into the wall.

Jeffrey’s arousal was heady. It filled up my lungs, made me ache and shake, my cock weeping into wet denim. His skin was hot to the touch, the lovely flush on his cheeks climbing down his throat, splotchy and gorgeous, betraying his arousal.

His face looked apprehensive, nervous?—

But his scent was needy-hot-lust.