Where Foxes Hunt with Wolves - K.A. Merikan Page 0,45

own. He used to double-screen, always watch the action with his phone in his hand, so he had no idea he'd been missing out by not properly focusing on the show. Now he'd dare call his life mindful. A Zen fox that would turn back into a human any day now.

When Yev’s truck parked outside, Radek jumped off the sofa, dashed through the living room and hopped on top of a chair Yev had placed by the window for Radek’s benefit. Yev waved at him when he slid out of the vehicle, smiling as if spotting Radek inside the forester’s lodge, waiting for him, was the highlight of his day.

He had the handsomest grin Radek had ever seen, roguish yet sweet—a combination as perfect as salty caramel.

Radek put his paw against the window with a huff, struck by heat that was quickly spreading through his body. He might be living in the skin of a fox, but he still had human feelings and right now the camo uniform and the hat with an eagle badge were doing something to him.

He was getting aroused, and if he were in his human self, he’d have removed his clothes and showed himself to Yev in the doorway, inviting his cool body for a warm-up.

Yev approached the house carrying a whole bunch of black duffel bags. “I’ll be another fifteen minutes. Need to carry all that stuff to the shed,” he said and stretched, which made his muscles flex under the sweater, visible where his winter jacket was open.

Radek sighed, shifting in place as he watched Yev’s big form walk away, and his mind wandered to the dense scent Yev’s body had in the morning. The inability to do anything about it was less bearable each time, but his will was crumbling, and when Yev disappeared from sight, it became clear he might not succeed at thinking about cold dead eels this time.

Desperate times called for desperate measures. He only had fifteen minutes, but at this point he’d need less than two. He jumped off the chair and rushed for the sofa. It might’ve been stupid and embarrassing, but he needed to get off or he’d lose his goddamn mind. He thought back to Yev’s hand gripping his hair and that giant dick plowing his mouth as he straddled a cushion. All he needed to do was forget what kind of body he now had, and ride the moment.

Hot all over, he let his thoughts flow freely, and all of a sudden he was a man again, waking up on top of Yev. Their eyes would meet, and Yev, no longer caring how Radek had acted in the past, would roll on top and spread Radek’s legs. They would kiss, Yev would squeeze Radek’s flesh, and Radek would reach to that huge dick, and lead its tip to his ass—

“Damn it. I’m so thirs—” Yev, the real-world Yev said, opening the door wide and letting in frosty air that made Radek’s balls shrink.

This could not be happening.

His eyes met Yev’s.

Radek hissed and jumped off the pillow so fast he fell off the sofa with a whine, only to dart behind it. He didn’t think, struck by terror as he stayed perfectly still, wishing he’d wake up to this being a bad dream.

But no, this was real. He wouldn’t have dreamt the dust tumbling through the air, agitated by the speed of his movement.

Oh God. He wished he could stay here forever and sizzle in shame, even that hell was preferable to facing Yev.

Silence.

Silence that made his skin prickle and his throat ache.

Fuck, why wasn’t Yev saying anything?

Then finally, “Ember? I mean… you could have picked a better moment, but everyone has their needs, right?”

Radek whined and rolled his face against the dusty floor. At least his arousal was dying along with him.

This time, Yev didn’t manage to keep in a snort. “Should I check which cushions and pillows are suspiciously stiff?”

Nooo! Radek couldn’t take this indignity. He whined a stern no several times, but was already planning a new life under the sofa, because it was obvious he could never leave.

“I understand you, man. If I were in your position, I’d have also tried to give myself a hand… err, pillow. But you’ll need to pull off the case and put it into the washing machine.”

Unable to scream out in anguish, Radek started barking from his hole of solitude. He wanted to say he’d never done anything like this before, that he’d stewed in