Page 23 of The White Rider
“Sorry, I’m just sexually objectifying you and appreciating how hot you look when you’re dripping wet.”
“Yes, but you have permission to touch me, too. Get your ass in this shower with me.”
I nearly slipped and took Aeron with me when I jumped in the shower, but he was a massive angel, and I doubted the likes of me could take him down, even if I tried. Aeron was now blood free and the very definition of slippery when wet. I had very fond memories of our shower sex in Mexico. I grabbed him and kissed him, but he pushed me away.
“What the fuck, Aeron? I thought that was the whole reason you invited me to your shower.”
“I’m going to wash your hair. We aren’t having a shower quickie. Not with my brother cock blocking me. We have a whole hotel room. We are going to enjoy the bed now that I have you to myself. I don’t have to share with Leif and Dice this time. I wouldn’t put it past those motherfuckers to barge in here when they’re done with the Marthas.”
I groaned as Aeron started massaging shampoo into my scalp.
“Should we bother learning their names? Not just the Witch or Martha.”
“Why? They willingly gave up their names. The Witch can’t seem to shut the fuck up. If Leif hasn’t snapped and killed her by now, Pepper and the girls will. You heard her. Did she ever once apologize to those women for what she did to them?”
“She certainly did not. She was more concerned about her husband and making excuses.”
Aeron turned the water off and threw me a towel.
“That’s because she’s not sorry. She’s pissed she got duped and has to pay for it. She’s mad her husband is going down, too. But she doesn’t regret a single thing she did because she thought her reasons were justified at the time.”
“That’s some serial killer shit right there.”
Aeron got right up in my personal space and dropped his towel.
“Technically, you could call me a serial killer, Speedy. It was the entire reason I was created.”
I snuggled into his chest and wrapped my hand around his hard cock.
“Yeah, but you’re psycho in all the good ways.”
Aeron scooped me up and carried me towards the bed. I expected him to throw me and have his wicked way with me. He didn’t. He laid me down like I was fragile and looked deep in my eyes.
“How did I get so lucky? You’re perfect in every single way.”
“No, I’m not. All I’m good at is art, sports, and sarcasm. I’m an asshole when I’m high, and I like smoking up. Cheese is one of my favorite foods, and I eat it all the time, despite knowing that it gives me the stinkiest farts.”
Aeron placed his finger over my lips.
“Shut the fuck up, Speedy. You’re exactly who they meant you to be, stinky farts and all. Satan and the Antichrist may have maneuvered your birth, but they didn’t create your soul. That’s my father’s job. There’s probably a reason for your cheese farts that only he knows.”
“That’s gross, Aeron.”
“I don’t want to talk about the Witch or your gas problem. I have you to myself tonight, and I’m going to make the most of it. I hope you weren’t planning on sleeping tonight… little Nephilim.”
I hated it when Asher called me that, but it was different when Aeron did. Asher didn’t like me and couldn’t be bothered with my name. Aeron did it with a playful fondness that made me even wetter than I already was.
“Then why are you still talking instead of kissing me?”
The first time Aeron and I had sex, it was after all that tension had built on the road, after there had been so many instances of almost. It had been explosive and hot in the shower atLeif’s research facility. Aeron was as equally intense when he was sharing me with Dice and Leif. Angels were like Energizer bunnies when it came to sex. They only ever stopped because I needed sleep or would explode if we had sex again.
At first, I wasn’t sure if I would be able to handle Aeron when he wanted to go all night and had to go without because of Asher. But Aeron was different. I saw another side of him. It wasn’t just that he was being sweet with his words either.
Aeronmade love to me like I was the most important person in the entire world. He caressed and touched every last inch of me. Aeron sat there and played with my hair because he knew I liked it.
He argued with me, but I made him sit there and let me play with his pale hair, too, if we were sharing like that. All three of them had these little ways of making me feel special. There were three of them and one of me. They’d never dated anyone officially before. They actively avoided relationships before they met me.
I couldn’t fuck this up. I needed to make them feel as special as they made me feel. I knew Aeron’s big plan for tonight was to see how long he could keep me awake by pleasuring me, but I turned the tables on him. I’d die for him. I’d die for all of them.
