Free A Fox's Love (American Kitsune Book 1) by Brandon Varnell

as she could see, there was nothing wrong with what she had done. "Where else would I sleep?"
    The question actually caught Kevin off guard for a second. It was a good question. Just where would she sleep?
    It was as he thought about this that he remembered who he was talking to.
    "How about in your own home?"
    "Can't," Lilian shook her head. "My home is in Greece, and I have no way of getting there right now."
    Kevin frowned. "What about your family? Your parents?"
    "Well, my father's dead, I think," Lilian tapped her chin. "I never knew him, and mom doesn't talk about him that much."
    "O-Oh," Kevin looked away. Great, now he felt guilty for bringing up her parents. Way to make him feel like an insensitive jerk, Lilian. "Sorry."
    "It's fine," Lilian smiled at him, not that he saw it, busy as he was trying to focus on anything but the beautiful naked girl sitting on the ground a few feet from him. "Like I said, I never knew him."
    "So, um," Kevin scratched his chin. Wow, this was incredibly awkward. Couldn't this girl put some clothes on or something? At least then he might be able to look at her without his vision going dark. Oh, right. She had already told him she didn't actually have clothes to wear, hadn't she? Well shoot. "What about your mom?"
    "Ah, well," Lilian blushed in embarrassment. "I don't actually know where she is right now. You see, I got separated from my family so..."
    "So you're saying you don't have anywhere to go," Kevin sighed as he rubbed his face. He couldn't very well kick her out now, could he? Nope. Definitely not. It just wasn't in his nature to ignore someone when they were in trouble.
    He was way too nice for his own good. Naturally. What Hero would be complete without having some kind of Hero complex or a 'saving people thing'? There wouldn't even be a Plot for this story to continue without that.
    "Well, I guess you can stay here for now," Kevin ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "At least until you can get a hold of your family."
    "Oh, thank you!"
    "Gua!"
    Once more, Kevin found himself lying on his back as Lilian bodily tackled him to the ground and began nuzzling her face against chest. Just how she could gain enough momentum to actually force him onto his back when she was sitting down was beyond him. She must have some impressive thigh muscles.
    Not that he was paying attention to such things. Really. At the moment he had other issues that were more prominent. Like trying to keep all the blood rushing to his cheeks and... somewhere else that he did not want to think about right now.
    A Scene Break was needed here because the following scene was far too graphic to put into this story. That means you'll be forced to read a dialogue only scene. Enjoy.
     
    “ I knew I made the right choice when I chose you to be my mate!”
    “ Wha... what are you doing!? Get off!”
    “ Now why would I do that? I need to show you how grateful I am. I promise you'll have fun... ufufufu...”
    “ F-F-Fun!? I don't even want to know what you're idea of fun is! And what's with that laugh!?”
    “ Don't worry about that. For now, let us begin furthering our relationship.”
    “ We don't have a relation ― eep! What are you ― eek! Oh God! Stop!”
    “ Ufufufu, let's just get rid of these.”
    The sound of ripping echoed throughout the room.
    “ My pants!”
    “ Ufufufu, you won't be needing them anymore.” A pause. "Though I am curious to know how those got back on you. I could have sworn I stripped you after you passed out last night."
    "You what!?"
    "Well, whatever. Now, let us get down to deepening the physical aspect of our relationship."
    “ Oh God! Stay away! No! NO! NNOOOOooooo.....!”
    End audio representation.
    Stimulating, wasn't it?
     
    Several minutes and a lot of embarrassment later, the young Main Protagonist of our story found himself taking the coldest shower of his life. Icy cold droplets of water cascaded down his back as he pressed his palms against the tiled wall, his