Page 35 of The Black Rider
“This is exactly the kind of blood and guts I need in my life right now. Want to go lay under the covers and read it together?”
Leif scooped me up and held me like a baby.
“I’ll take any excuse to touch you.”
Leif carried me to bed, and I had a feeling we would not get any reading done. He gently set me on the bed, and we burrowed under the covers. I had memories of discussing this graphic novel with Leif and how much I hated the movie. I could remember the film, but all I could remember about the graphic novel was that it was full of blood and sex. I also remembered how much I loved it and waited for a new edition to come out.
This felt normal. This felt like a part of my old life back. I was jumping into bed with my favorite books, but this time, I had a snuggle buddy who enjoyed them just as much as me. Leif’s copy even had the proper smell of a hard-bound book. I cracked the cover and opened it to the first page.
The first four pages were the lead vampire coven mistress Daria feeding and fucking her way through an entire pub. It was graphic, and the artist didn’t shy away from nudity or gore.
I was having flashes of the first time I read this. I picked it up on a whim at the comic book store next door to my tattoo shop. I’d had a long day and wanted to escape reality for a little while. I’d given the guy at the counter a full Marvel-themed sleeve he was quite happy with, and he recommended it to me. He said it was brand new, hot off the press, and he enjoyed it.
I didn’t read it like this the first time. Sure, I got horny the first time I read it, but there wasn’t a hot Horseman of the Apocalypse lying just right there to help me out. I had to reach for my toy drawer. I had the exact same reaction reading it now, and I was coming to care for Leif.
I trailed my finger down his arm.
“Did you need a cold shower before you even finished the first chapter?”
Leif laughed.
“Yeah. This has to be the most graphic book anyone has ever recommended to me.”
“Can you pull a condom out your angel pockets like Aeron did?”
“Aeron owes me a condom. I don’t have to reach through time and space. They are in the nightstand.”
I rolled Leif on his back and straddled him.
“Good. Then we don’t have to get out of bed.”
“Speedy, we don’t have to—”
“What if I want to?” I purred, grinding myself on his cock. I felt him harden beneath me.
Leif had me on my back in seconds. He nipped at my nose.
“Then that’s all I need to know.”
Leif pressed his lips to mine. He was so tender. It was like he thought he would break me. And I so needed that right now. After reading all the awful things Doctor X and my father wrote about me over email, I just needed to feel like someone cared about me. Leif was kissing me like I was the most precious thing ever to exist.
I nearly screamed when he stopped because I needed this so much right now.
“Stand up, Ariel. You have too many clothes on.”
I bolted to my feet and wanted to just tear all my clothes off, but that wasn’t where Leif was going with this. He stood over me slowly removing my clothes and leaving a trail of kisses behind. My entire body was one big goose bump. He even kissed the top of my foot. Leif kissed his way back to my mouth and then just wrapped his arms around me and held me.
I buried my face in his chest. Leif smelled like the lavender soap we all used, but there was also the scent of sandalwood underneath it. It should be illegal for someone to smell that good during the apocalypse.
He picked me up and set me gently on the bed. Have you ever had every single inch of your flesh kissed, nipped, or licked? Everyone should try it at least once, but not with Leif because I found him first and called dibs. It was the apocalypse, and the rule of dibs should matter now more than ever.
I gasped and arched my back when Leif focused all his attention between my legs. The angel knew how to take his time. He’d bring me right to the edge, then back off. You’d think that would piss me off, but it just felt so amazing, all I did was moan and beg for more. I trusted Leif knew precisely what he was doing.
I could hardly take it when he slid two fingers inside me and sped up his tongue. All that teasing had something barreling at me I was pretty sure would kill me when it hit. It would happen when Leif decided, and that was okay with me.
And Leif made that decision. He curled his fingers up to work my G spot and flicked his tongue faster. I guess my Nephilim side decided to come out and play because when I came, the light bulb on the bed next to us exploded I came that hard. The room was pitch black until Leif started glowing a soft white.
He just grinned at me from between my thighs.
