“What do you mean, what am I? What do I look like?” “If I knew that, would I be asking?” Her voice sounded slightly hysterical, even to her, but damn it, she’d never fucked a man with pointy ears and glowing skin before. “But you sure as hell aren’t human.” “Shit. You can see the real me, can’t you?” He didn’t wait for an answer, just swore again and pushed himself into a sitting position. “I can’t believe it. Of all the women in all the worlds, it had to be a frickin’ human.” Corinne didn’t stop to ask him what the hell he was talking about. She was too busy being shocked by what she’d just discovered. Please, oh please, oh please do not tell me I just fucked some kind of monster. As mantras went, it wasn’t terribly PC, but then, she didn’t terribly much care. She felt him tense beneath her, which reminded her she was still on top of him, still filled with him, and she scrambled to separate herself. She only managed to get as far as her knees before his hands shot out and caught her, tumbling her back onto the sofa.
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