I had a bounce in my step and a bag crammed full of the most mouth-watering Chinese food this side of the Far East. One thing I could say that I loved about living in the big city over the bump-in-the-road town I’d grown up in was the great food opportunities. One of the shifters in the cackle I’d joined was Chinese and he’d taken me to his second cousin’s, friend’s, uncle’s restaurant one day and it’d been instant love for what was served. I’d brought some take-out back for Etireh once and he’d adored it as well. He now demanded take-out from the place pretty often, actually. I was still a little surprised that a dryad ate meat, never mind all the take-out he somehow convinced me to get him. I also knew that by bringing him one of his favorite foods, I was pretty much guaranteeing he’d rock my world. Not that he wouldn’t even if I showed up empty handed. Etireh was always willing to nail my ass and I was totally happy to let him. The guy had a kink streak a mile wide and enjoyed my personal favorite, domination and submission, to a degree that perfectly clicked with my needs.
