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“Don’t worry, Drake wouldn’t do that in front of anyone else,” I said. “I’m not judging. Though, I will admit I had some very dirty thoughts thinking about you two. I bet you’re sexy as hell when you submit to him.”

“I wouldn’t know,” he admitted miserably. “I can’t get out of my head to go any further. How do I get past this?”

“I’m not the person to ask for real advice like that,” I started, distracting myself by picking up some of the other broken furniture and depositing it in the trash pile he’d started. “But I took my body back. I was tired of people taking things from me, and so I decided I was going to have sex on my own accord and went and told Drake to fuck me. It helped that it was him, honestly. At the time there was no connection between us. It was simply sex.”

“How’d that turn out for you?” he teased to lighten the mood.

“Well, he did decide I was his after that, so I still won in the end.” I laughed. “But trauma is a spectrum. We don’t all cope the same and we don’t all heal at the same rate. Letting Drake take control might help you move past it. Then it’s not your decision.”

“Will you be there?” he murmured. “With me and Drake?”

“Of course,” I agreed. “It’ll be such a hardship to fuck both of you at once.” He laughed at my sarcasm and relaxed. “Even if you don’t want me to join in, I’d be there for you.”

“I want you to join in,” he clarified. “And... thanks,” he offered, but I didn’t say anything back since I could tell he was mulling it over.

We worked side by side for a few hours, taking back our floor. I was covered in dust and sweat by the time we finished.

“I’m going to shower,” I told him as I tossed the last bit of trash in the pile.

“I think I’m going to journal in my room,” he said. My sweet man was still in his head, but I wasn’t worried. He had a lot to work through, and I couldn’t fault him for doing it on his own.

As I climbed in the shower, an icy chill went down my spine. A smile spread on my lips as I let the spray of warm water chase the chill away.

“Monty?” He was in front of me so fast I gasped, reaching out for him to brace myself. “Dude, I have hallucinations. You can’t just jump in like that.”

“But it’s so fun,” he teased. I could immediately tell something was wrong and bit back my frustration at Hel for making our lives here miserable. She was the supposed queen of that realm yet seemed to ignore the problems creeping from it into ours. He was her commander, not the one who should fix it all.

“What’s going on?” I asked as I lathered shampoo in my hair. He watched as I cleaned myself, not answering until I was rinsed and using conditioner.

“Being away from you is hard,” he said. “I’ve got so many fucking problems to deal with and Hel is angry that I’m planning to kill Vane when I find him, but being away from you is fucking infuriating. My body feels weaker, tired. Even my mind suffers. You’re all I can think about.” As if he couldn’t help himself, his shadows were slowly moving toward me. Like the need to touch me was consuming him.

Then, with a feral snarl he was moving toward me. Monty backed me into the corner of the stall. Shadows blocked the light, but I rested my hand on his chest. Knowing he was there didn’t make the sensory change so hard to adjust to.

“I’m here whenever you need me,” I promised my demon, letting him breathe in every part of me as his shadows touched every inch of my body they could reach. The cold caress had goose bumps erupting along my skin.

“This rebellion. It should have never happened,” Monty growled. “I don’t like being defied, but Hel thought it appropriate to teach them a ward against me. So they can block me from them. Hiding like cowards in a fucking hole.”

“Do we have blueprints?” I asked. “We could mark all the places you can’t go and narrow them down. Then someone can burn them out like fucking rats.”

He let out a low rumble that rocked through me as his fingers teased up my inner thigh.

“My little human, I knew you’d be perfect for this role,” he said as he nuzzled into my neck, his nose skating over the flesh as if he were re-learning my scent.

“I don’t even understand what my role is.” My words cut off on a gasp as he slid his slender fingers into my pussy, pumping them in and out so I had to cling to him to keep upright.

“You’re doing it beautifully. Becoming a part of this place, of me. Someday you’ll forget what it feels like to be human and embrace your connection to Helheim. But for now, I’m going to keep you close,” he said. We both knew it was a lie. He’d be off again, like Drake, but I’d be here all the same when he returned.

Shadows wrapped around my arms and legs, lifting me in the air and spreading my legs wide so his face was at my exposed pussy. Something clamped down on my nipples, pinching and teasing them right as he thrust his long tongue into my core, tongue-fucking me with enough fervor I was tugging on my restraints and crying out.

Pleasure swirled around me as the scent of sex filled the air. It was heady and delicious, and I drank it in while he devoured me.

My first orgasm was slow and steady, building up expertly. While I was still shaking and riding his mouth, he sent a shock right into my clit and his finger slid into my ass. The warring sensations forced me into a second orgasm, this one shattering me completely. Only when I was done shaking did he lower me while pulling out his cock.

“Stick out your tongue, little human,” he ordered as he stroked himself. I followed his order, opening my mouth and sticking my tongue out right as he came, groaning my name like a curse as his warm release hit my tongue. “Swallow me down, Harlow.”

I swallowed once before licking my lips clean. My hands were still held tight so that was all I could do. He leaned down and brushed his cold lips over my cheek.

“Thank you, little human.” And with that, he was gone along with my shadows, and it took all my strength to stay upright.

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