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“I’m not going to yell at you for talking to my best friend about it. It happened. You needed to know, but now it’s over.” He shrugs and presses a kiss on her shoulder before looking at me. He’s not okay. One look, and I can see the truth.
“I got time for a shower before dinner?”
“Sure, man, go ahead.”
He heads off without looking back, silence filling the room.
“He’s not okay, is he?”
“Would you be?”
She looks from me to the hallway.
“Go. Dinner can wait.”
She hesitates before sliding off her stool and making her way to the bedroom. I add the rest of the ingredients to the sauce, wondering if I’ve made a mistake telling her to go to Slade. The man can be unpredictable, especially while he’s hurting.
Turning the stove off, I head to my room and find it empty. I look at Slade’s door and see it slightly open, so I make my way over and pause before pushing into the room. I don’t see them, but then I hear the shower. Walking to the bathroom, I stand in the doorway and watch as Slade picks Astrid up and presses her against the wall of the shower.
The rushing water drowns out most of their sounds, but I can just about make out her whimper. Her legs wrap around his hips as he adjusts himself before thrusting inside her. He holds still for a moment, giving her time to adjust. It also gives me time to pop open the fly of my jeans and ease my hard cock out. I stroke it up and down, my eyes never leaving the erotic scene playing out in front of me.
Again, I find myself on the outside looking in, but this time it doesn’t bother me as much. Watching them together does something to me. I’m not even sure what it is. I’ve watched porn just as much as the next guy, and I’ve seen Slade fuck women before. But none of it affected me the way this does. And it’s not even what they’re doing. It’s who they are and what they mean to me.
It’s because they’re mine, even if it’s in completely different ways.
I keep stroking my dick, watching Astrid throw her head back as Slade sucks her neck, neither of them bothered by the water beating down on them. They are so lost in their own world, they’re completely oblivious to me. I’m tempted to pull out my phone and start recording so I can show them later, but nothing can make me tear my eyes away from them right now.
The tattoos on Slade’s back almost come alive with every thrust—the fairy and her demonic lover caught in a moment of weakness. I step closer, not wanting to disturb them but unable to stop myself from getting a better look. I squeeze my cock harder as I stroke, willing myself to hold on as long as they do.
When Slade roars, I know he’s filling her with his cum. Flashes of Astrid in the future with a swollen belly rush through my brain, threatening to push me over the edge, when her eyes open and clash with mine. She comes with a whimper, gripping Slade tighter as her gaze keeps me captive.
And still, I keep stroking, locking my knees when my legs start to shake. Astrid taps Slade on the shoulder, and he turns and spots me. He lowers Astrid to the floor before whispering something in her ear. She nods, and he opens the shower door for her to step out.
Her body is slick with water, her skin flushed with heat, but her eyes are what have me sucking in a sharp breath. They mirror every filthy fantasy I have for us. She walks toward me, dropping to her knees before looking up at me again. I move my hand from my cock and into her hair, yanking her closer until she opens her mouth and takes me in.
I’m too far gone to be gentle, too close to the edge to hold back, but when her hands move around to grab my ass, I realize she’s not looking for gentle at all. My grip tightens in her hair as I thrust deeper, holding still only for a moment to see if she can handle it.
When the little minx doesn’t gag, I throw caution to the wind and start fucking her mouth with reckless abandon. Her nails dig into my ass, urging me on as Slade watches us with a hunger of his own. When she starts humming around me, I can’t hold on any longer. I thrust in and hold her in place. She has no choice but to swallow my cum as it fires out of me. Like the good girl she is, she drinks it all down, licking her lips when I slip my cock free.
“You, Astrid Montgomery, are a dangerous woman.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Astrid
Sitting on the back porch with a cup of coffee in my hand, I stare out at the mountains and wonder how anyone can wake up and see all this beauty and not be affected by it. There’s a light mist making everything hazy, but the warm sun bathes the mountains in gold everywhere it touches.
“You look lost in thought.” I jump when I hear Salem’s voice and nearly drop my cup.
“Shit, I’m sorry,” she apologizes, reaching for the cup.
“Don’t worry about it. I was in my own little world and didn’t hear you walk up. Are you looking for me or one of the guys?”
“You, actually. I feel like I haven’t seen you at all lately.”
“I know, and it’s my fault. I’ve been busy with work. We’re down to the last stages, which means there is a lot of back and forth between me and my team while we work out the bugs. E’s been a godsend, though. If he didn’t work for you guys, I’d be tempted to steal him away.”
“Something tells me he wouldn’t put up much of a fight.”
