He leaned down to kiss softly along the werewolf’s pale skin. “Is there anything else you want to teach me, or have you finished fucking my brains out for now? Because, um, I think we might need to change the sheets.”
He trembled and lowered his hips to the bed, trying not to get hard again as he glanced back at him with raw and unconcealed adoration, curly hair askew as he grinned. “I think we can take a break for a little while, don’t you? Maybe we can have a shower in a bit?”
Summer choked on a laugh, picking up a pillow and hitting Isaac on the head with it. “You ridiculous, gorgeous, wonderful, absurd thing!” he snickered, leaving off with the pillow to roll Isaac’s long body over and kiss him. “I think we should have a shower now,” he whispered, grinning back. “Will your shower fit us both?”