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that, if not a magical, mythical one? Tyson said, Tell me something about yourself
that you ve always wondered about. Something you felt made you different.
Sera pressed herself to his back and slide her arms more firmly around his waist.
Once again, his heat was a baking comfort that both relaxed her and made her pussy
constrict with want. It was a wonderful sensation, one she wanted to submerge herself
in. And yet at the same time, it made her nervous.
Because you ve never connected with anyone before? And now here you are, more than
connected with a guy who is, essentially, still a complete stranger?
Closing her eyes, she let out a soft sigh, aware of the microphone embedded
somewhere near her lips in the helmet. I don t mix well with people, she murmured,
and even to her own ears she sounded& sad. No, that wasn t right. Perplexed. It s not
that I argue or I m shy. I m not. But I usually prefer my own company or the company
of the animals I work with to people.
What do you do for a living? Tyson asked. Are you a vet?
Sera felt the corners of her lips curling as she thought of her answer. How was her
mysterious stranger going to react? I work at the zoo as an animal keeper. My primary
focus is Puff, the zoo s Komodo dragon.
Tyson did exactly what she thought he d do. He laughed. She hugged him closer,
loving the way his belly and chest shook with the uncomplicated, real sound.
Of course you do, he chuckled, and she could hear the grin in his voice. Why do
I find this unsurprising?
She grinned, wriggling her thighs a little more firmly against his hips. Because I m
wearing a Puff shirt?
He shook his head. Nope, although it s a very nice shirt.
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She smiled wider. Ta muchly.
She hadn t intended to wear her Puff shirt. It had just been the first one she pulled
from the closet when Ty had been hurrying her to dress and she d decided she couldn t
argue with the gods of fate or appropriate clothing or whatever higher power
contributed to the surreality of her situation.
Welcome.
The interplay was quick and sweet and, once again, Sera reveled in the comforting
warmth of him. So, apart from my cousin, I ve not really had much to do with people.
Tell me about your cousin. Your parents.
Her belly churned a little at the last request and she caught her bottom lip with her
teeth. Her parents&
Sera? His voice whispered in her ear, gentle but concerned. Yes, she could hear it.
How did he know? Was he reading her mind again?
You tensed on the word parents.
She opened her eyes and stared at the back of his helmet. As much as she was
starting to love the bike ride, at this point in time she really, really wanted to see his
face. How do you
I pick up& vibes, for want of a better word, from you that translate to thoughts.
Never happens with anyone else so don t be asking me for the lottery numbers.
She swallowed. Vibes?
His shoulders moved with a slight shrug. I can t explain it any better than that. As
I said before, honey, none of this should be possible, so I m as in the dark about these
kinds of things as you are.
A sharp snort tickled the back of her nose. I doubt that.
Okay, maybe I do know a little bit more. Like, how aroused you are on the back of
my bike, how much you re enjoying the feel of my body against yours, how alive you re
feeling right now&
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Sera cocked an eyebrow. And these are all vibes, are they?
He chuckled, throwing his bike into a deep, banking right turn. I have the senses
of a dragon, Sera. Which means I can smell your arousal even through this helmet, feel
it in your rising body temperature, especially between your thighs where you re
pressing against my backside, and hear it in your rapid heart rate.
She couldn t stop the smile playing on her lips. Think you re clever, do you?
Nope. I know it. Now stop trying to deflect and tell me more. Your mum?
Sera let out a sigh. She was abusive and violent and volatile. I hated her just as
much as I loved her. She told me that my dad was a Celtic bastard who deserted us both
and went back home.
Do you believe her?
She shook her head. She lied about everything.
Around her, the streets had grown quiet and still, the windows in the houses dark
and devoid of activity. They d been riding for a while now and, despite the fact she d
never been to the Gap before, she suspected they were drawing closer. For one, she kept
catching glimpses of the moon a fat, bleached-white full one reflecting off the still,
black waters of the ocean. It turned the low waves to white slashes, like someone had
painted an endless sheet of black cardstock with strokes of Wite-Out.
So you may have Scottish in you, which would account for the hair, Tyson
commented, and Sera could tell he was trying to make her feel calmer. Her heart really
was pounding, and if he could indeed sense it, it must sound like an insane drummer on
speed was banging away in her chest.
Or you may have Irish, which would account for the temper.
Hey! She slapped him on the shoulder, and then snatched at said recently
slapped shoulder when Tyson gunned the engine, making the bike lunge forward.
He laughed in her ear. Okay, so we talk about your mum later, maybe in a few
decades. Anything else odd about you?
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What? Apart from the fact I let you give me oral sex after knowing you for all of
about, hmm, five minutes?
It wasn t five minutes, he protested, changing the bike s gears. His thigh muscle
bunched and coiled with each shift and Sera couldn t help but notice how hard it was
moving against hers. What would it be like to swivel herself around his hips and
straddle them? Press her body to his, her pussy to his groin?
I fear that last idea may make me crash.
Prickling heat raced over Sera s cheeks. He was reading her mind& her vibes again.
And it turned her on. Why do you make me so horny? she whispered, her throat
thick.
Slide your hand down my stomach and you ll find you do the same to me.
Tyson was giving her a rhetorical command, she knew that, but she couldn t help
herself. She did as told, her fingers and palm finding a bulge so thick and hard straining
at his fly, she wondered how the zipper resisted the pressure.
Fuck, hon. Tyson s groan played with her nerve endings and her nipples pinched
tight. I was kidding. You ll kill us both before the Extraho Venawhosit find us if you do
that again.
She pressed herself closer to his back. How much longer before we reach the
Gap?
About five minutes. His voice wavered.
She caught the toggle of his zipper and inched it a little lower. Low enough for his
cock to force it open a mite more with its straining rigidity. Ride faster, she
whispered, dragging her thumb over his velvet-smooth tip.
He groaned again, and it wasn t a human noise.
Sera s pussy constricted. She tugged his zipper lower still, stroking his length as she
revealed it. He didn t seem to be wearing any boxers or briefs and the thought sent a
delicious lick of excitement into the pit of her belly.
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Fuck. His voice didn t just waver, it cracked.
I love the heat, she continued on a husky murmur. I m always cold, can t get
enough of the sun. My work colleagues call me Lizard because I can t seem to regulate
my body temperature. Once more she touched her thumb to the tip of his cock, now
almost fully free of his jeans, and found it moist. Her mouth filled with saliva at the
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