5
“A boon?”
Part of me wanted to take a step back. Tesh looked predatory, in a way that I’d never seen before. He was so much shorter and slimmer than most men I knew. That wasn’t difficult; when you worked in construction most of the men around would be able to bench press someone as small as Tesh. Even that small, there was no doubt that he was all man. Beneath the cloak the clothes hugged tightly at the muscles, and the lines of his body were missing the colt like limbs of a younger man.
The part of me that wanted to step back was vastly overshadowed by my dick wanting to find out exactly what this boon could be. The way he licked his lips made me bite back a groan. My body did not have any issues with whatever Tesh might want to give me.
“Yes. You should always pay back what you’re given.”
My dick seemed to think it was a good idea. It was difficult to fault it when those quicksilver eyes watched every twitch of my body. With a dry mouth, I nodded. I didn’t think I’d be able to talk for a while.
Another step and a quirk of his lips and Tesh was right in front of me.
He didn’t say anything more. Instead, his slim hands reached up and pressed against my chest. Those beautiful eyes widened a little, fingers curling in the chest hair. I’d rarely thought about it, but my body wasn’t exceptionally fit. Working in construction meant there was little fat. I certainly wasn’t smooth and hairless; it wasn’t a full bear covering, but you could tangle your fingers in it.
Which was what Tesh did before patting it, smoothing it down and glancing up beneath hooded lashes.
After a heartbeat, he was up on his toes, bringing his face closer, licking his lips. My patience snapped watching his pupils blow wide.
“Can I kiss you?”
I hadn’t heard my voice so rough before. It didn’t stop the need that spiked through my body. I wasn’t going to lie about it, at least to myself. But I wanted him, and Tesh didn’t seem against it. In fact, with the way his nails dug into my skin, Tesh was all for it. Still, I wanted to make sure. I didn’t want to risk hurting him.
I needn’t have worried about that as his sweet lips parted with a happy smile.
“Yes please,” he whispered the words, reaching closer.
“Why are your teeth so sharp?”