🐺🔞🤯 “Today is a good weather for cuddles!” I said too cheerfully, still in bed and wrapped up in the sheets. Valko was getting ready for work, putting on his suit, and I couldn’t stop admiring the beautiful view, especially the way his muscles and abs tightened with every stretch he made. His ears popped up like little antennas and picked up the signal that I wanted him right then and there. He dropped his suit onto the chair, smiled at me, and climbed back into bed. “Every day is cuddle weather for me,” he murmured, nuzzling his head against mine before resting it on my shoulder. “Pancake, I don’t want to go to work today.. but you do want me to work, right?” He looked at me with those irresistible puppy eyes, waiting for my answer. The tricky question made me laugh. “Work at the office or work from home?” I asked, leaning in to bite his soft pink ear to tease him. “I prefer the latter, baby. 24/7 if you like,” he said, biting me back harder than I had bitten him. The pain made me flinch and sent little sparks racing through my body. He started marking my neck, his breath warm while his nibbles stayed slow and gentle. “Can you do overtime.. ahh–without pay?” I whispered breathlessly, arching my back and tilting my head to invite him closer. “I don’t mind that. I could work for you for as long as you like.” He looked up at me and winked before his mouth continued trailing kisses down my chest. “You’re already wet for me, baby?” he murmured, his hand slipping between my thighs. “Mm-hmm.” I nodded as I helped him slide my panties aside. His skilled fingers had me squirming and gripping the sheets. The wet, sloppy sounds of his fingers moving inside me turned me on even more. “Look what you made me do baby, guess what happened to cuddles?” He just watched me the whole time, as if captivated by my pleas and reactions. His lips parted slightly, his adorable fangs peeking through and his breath ragged like he was just as worked up from my moans and expressions. It didn’t take long before I came. When he pulled his fingers out, a rush of fluid spilled down my thighs and soaked into the sheets, leaving me breathless. “Look at that face. So fucking adorable,” he whispered before kissing me on the lips. We lay together afterward, my breathing still uneven from the aftershocks of pleasure. He simply gazed at me, admiring me as though I was his own little masterpiece. As my senses slowly returned, an unsettling realization crept in me. This had to be a dream.