Less than an hour later, Ryker was outside the hotel complex, his torch providing just enough light so that he didn’t trip over his own feet. The clear sky overhead, and the almost full moon, provided more illumination than Ryker would have believed.
However, the naked body of his mate so close was proving a bigger distraction than Ryker would like, and he made sure to draw level with Alejandro rather than risk his gaze being drawn to his lover’s gorgeous ass.
“Are you sure you need to be nekkid?” Ryker leaned in, keeping his voice to a whisper and Alejandro huffed a laugh.
“Sorry, cariño. But I’m not magical. I only change my shape. I can’t make clothes appear and disappear, or even still stay on me irrespective of how big and green I get.”
It was Ryker’s turn to stifle a laugh.
“Oka
