Entangled Interaction

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Authors: Cheyenne Meadows
Tags: paranormal crime comedy erotic romance
chest I could handle much better than bare lower Cannibal parts.
    I moseyed into the kitchen, determined to simply ignore any and all male parts bouncing with each step. If he dribbled on the floor, he was cleaning it up. That's all there was to it. "What are you cooking?"
    "Beans."
    I reached out for the countertop. "I can toss together some cornbread…"
    Spying a skillet, I grabbed it and spun around toward the stove. The pan plowed into something solid. A loud curse whooshed out on a breath. Bear doubled over in obvious pain.
    I bent down, trying to see his face. "Are you okay?"
    Cannibal's laughter cracked across the room.
    How dare Cannibal find poor Bear's condition humorous. I jerked up to chastise him about his dark sense of humor.
    The crown of my head clipped Bear's chin, earning a grunt from him while stars floated in front of my eyes. My hand automatically released the skillet, going to the top of my head, making sure it wasn't cracked wide open.
    A yelp sounded as the skillet clanged on the kitchen floor. "Ow. Shit. Damn. Fuck."
    I opened one eye enough to spy Bear holding his groin while hopping on one foot, cradling his squished toes.
    The chuckles across the room turned into gales of laughter. Bear remained bent over, an occasional groan sounding from his throat.
    "Uh oh. I think I broke the abom… abom… the Yeti."
    I looked from the bear to the Enforcer, trying to determine if I needed to start running or go for an emergency poof instead. Although, with the pounding in my head, I wasn't sure I could even teleport to the nearest old man's bathroom. My luck, I would end up somewhere worse. And I certainly didn't want to even consider what those options could be.
    "Told you to get some clothes on. Maybe next time you'll actually listen." Cannibal stepped closer, a wide smirk on his face, while his laughter faded to snickers.
    A couple of slow deep breaths followed as the Yeti managed to collect himself enough to stand almost straight. One foot remained off the floor, but he released it in order to rub his injured chin absently.
    He leveled a pained and slightly annoyed look in my direction. "What horrible thing did you say you did to be stuck with her?"
    Cannibal ignored the question.
    I looked down at Bear's groin, which he guarded with one arm. The other hand reached to the kitchen counter as if to gain a bit of leverage. Quietly, I picked up the skillet and tentatively placed it back on the countertop before backing up a couple steps. I had no idea what a bear that just got panned in the naked groin would do to me. Not to mention, his toes and chin. Come to think of it, he had the same expression on his face that I had seen in an amateur wrestling bout. It was a combination of 'What the hell?' and 'Why me?' Neither bode well for my continued stay at the clothing-optional Yeti resort.
    "Maybe I should poof?" The words blurted out as I glanced over at Cannibal.
    He shook his head, while his eyes twinkled with mirth. "I think a better idea would be to offer to kiss his boo-boo and make it all better."
    "But I don't know where his toes have been." I had never sucked toes in my life and didn't intend to start now. Besides, his looked hairy. Toe hair might get stuck between my teeth. I didn't bring dental floss. I wasn't sure my toothbrush was up to the task.
    Then his meaning sunk in.
    My face flamed as Bear's expression turned to one of definite interest, mixed with a healthy dose of wary hesitation.
    Oh, good grief. The Yeti Orgy Round One. I could already see the picture on the front of the porn flick cover.
    "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…" I stammered, nervously shifting in place, considering what to do in order to help. "Here. Let me get you some ice to put on it."
    "No."
    His glare froze me in place. Okay, no ice. What else did one do with an injured penis? And chin? And toes?
    "You kiss it. And lick it. And suck it." Bear's eyes narrowed as his voice lowered to a sultry tone.
    Well, crap. I forgot all

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