Frey hadn’t expected her to remain so calm after taking in his appearance. And her kiss surprised him and stirred his desire for her once more. She’d been worth every minute he spent waiting. Before they reached the bed, she had his shirt, already torn open from his change, off his shoulders and began to run her fingers down his chest. “Your body is more ripped than I imagined.” Her mouth trailed kisses across his neck and down his chest, readying his body for mating. He’d seen the act performed in the instructional videos, but it did not include touching the way Carrie touched him. The male in the video always took much longer to be ready to mate. When he set her down, she kneeled in front of him, tugging at his belt. “I want these clothes off.” Her hands were quick. His pants fell to the floor and her hands surrounded his cock before he could worry what she’d think. While his shaft was smooth like a human male’s, the head had several nodules that released his mating fluid.
