Where Foxes Hunt with Wolves - K.A. Merikan Page 0,61

the hallway again.

Yev blocked the way upstairs, his form only a shadow, slightly hunched forward, arms spread as if his massive chest needed more room for expansion. Had he… always been this tall? Yev was no short man, but the way he was now, he couldn’t have entered the kitchen without bowing his head in the doorway.

“I was just getting some cheese,” Radek whispered, hoping it would be enough to keep the peace. “Sorry I woke you up. I’ll be going.” He inched along the counter, sucking in air through his nose. Yev didn’t smell any different than usual, even though his scent was richer, more intense and colored with the aroma of fur. Then again, maybe it was just because he’d shifted earlier in the day.

He froze when Yev’s Adam’s apple rolled up and down. He didn’t back away. He didn’t say anything.

Yev dashed forward, grabbing Radek’s shoulders. His nails dug into flesh through the thin T-shirt, and when Radek looked up, breathless from the shock, two eyes glinted back at him as if they were made of polished silver.

Yev was massive. Radek had barely interacted with him in his human form, but the difference in their height had not been this huge. And his teeth… they hadn’t seemed so big. The canines were especially threatening, much longer and sharper than usual where they stuck out from under his lips.

“What big teeth you’ve got, Grandma,” Radek tried to joke.

But Yev wasn’t having any of it. He squinted as he approached in only a pair of sweatpants that seemed tighter on him than usual. “I told you to stay in the room,” he growled, his voice low, as if something inside his throat had changed overnight.

Radek saw him clearly when he kicked open the fridge and saw Yev in its cool light. Yev was a hairy man, but now the dark pelt on his chest seemed thicker, darker, and even covered his shoulders.

“I… I’ll just leave this here,” Radek gave a nervous laugh and put down the plate, but before he could have made his exit, the firm hands spun him around and pressed him against the counter.

He wanted to make light of the situation, but words froze on his mouth when Yev pressed his face—which was covered with a short yet soft beard Yev didn’t have in the morning—to Radek’s neck and took a sniff. Once. Twice. And once more.

And then, he pulled his warm tongue over Radek’s ear and gave an ecstatic gasp.

Radek whimpered and got to his toes, clutching at the edge of the counter. The wet touch was both pleasant and terrifying. Did Radek want Yev to lick his neck? Yes. Was he afraid that this was just a prelude to his throat being ripped open with those huge canines? Also yes.

“I don’t think foxes are tasty,” he whispered. “Isn’t there venison in the fridge?” But his breath was becoming shallow. Why had he been so impatient? He should have stayed in the room, because having a fight with Yev was out of the question. Yev’s hands were the size of his head, and they pushed him more tightly against the countertop. A low growl left his throat, prompting a shiver to run through Radek as he sensed Yev’s hot breath on his nape.

Cold fear clutched at his throat when sharp teeth scratched his skin, but before they could have bitten off a chunk of flesh, Yev rocked his hips, sliding his hard dick against Radek’s crack.

“Oh?” he whimpered, reflexively squeezing his buttocks. Had Yev… changed his mind about this? Radek’s breath was frantic, but at least he was getting a sense that he wouldn’t become Yev’s night-time snack. He still remembered how big Yev’s dick was, how it tasted, how the spongy head had pressed against his palate. How he’d shamelessly offered himself, only to be rejected.

Afraid speaking might ruin the moment, he bit his lips as the massive, hairy body molded to his, one of the firm hands trailing down his side until it found bare skin and squeezed.

“So. Ripe,” Yev breathed in his strange unfamiliar voice while his sharp claws slid under the long T-shirt and found Radek’s cock.

Fucking Christ! That hand was definitely bigger than usual, and its size was making Radek a bit self-conscious about the length of his dick, even though he was perfectly fine in that department.

He swallowed and tilted his head, presenting his neck in surrender. When Yev pushed up the T-shirt, he also bared Radek’s ass. Would