Chapter 31
Chapter thirty-one
Samael
Greer’s lips are as soft as I imagine heaven’s clouds to be, and her taste…cinnamon-spiced sugar cookies and the warmth of a loving home I’ve never had. I grip her waist and push her against the door, my aura dancing around us like tentacled waves, cocooning us in darkness.
I should be concerned that she can see my aura without me intending to show her, but right now, I’m happy she can. She sees all of me, the literal darkness, and she accepts it. Just like Remi and Kai have always accepted me.
We’ve been trying to tell you all along to give her a chance, Kai says.
“Shut up.”
Greer pulls back, lips swollen from our kiss and her hand still in my hair. “What?”
Busted.
I smile sheepishly, our bodies pressed together so there’s no space between us. “Remi and Kai,” I say tentatively, hoping she’s not angry. “We can speak to each other telepathically.”
She stares at my forehead then back to me. By all accounts, she should freak out, but she doesn’t. The more I learn about Greer, the more I think I understand why Elysian Pines got her here. Nothing fazes her. She takes everything in stride.
She reminds me of Remi in many ways. It’s what makes him a good leader and Greer a successful businesswoman.
Her features transform into a sly smile, one that rivals Kai’s when he has a dirty idea. “Can they see us?”
“Essentially, yes. If I show them the visuals.”
“Is that how you’ve seen my past and present, through them?”
I love that she put that together so fast, proving once again how quick and smart she is. “Similar, yes.”
“A bit pervy.” Her hips shift up so they rub against the growing bulge in my pants. I bite my inner cheek to keep from moaning.
I lean forward so my lips are at her ear and I can whisper. “You like that, though. You wouldn’t be pressing your cunt into my dick if you didn’t.”
Her breath cuts out, and she bites her lip seductively, eyes alight. “I did watch you put Kai on Remi’s cock then fuck his ass.”
I purse my lips, loving that this woman has no filter. She’s definitely the most brazen human I’ve ever met, and that’s saying something. “You did.”
Does she want us there? Kai asks.
Do you want us there? Remiel adds.
“Are they saying something?”
I dip my chin at Greer’s question. “Yes, they’re asking if we want them to join us.”
Her hand grips the back of my neck, and she pulls me down so she can kiss me again.
I let her, opening my mouth to hers without hesitation.
I may still have concerns about where being with her will end, but I want to be more like Remi and Kai and enjoy the present moment.
This could be my only chance to be with her.
Our only chance.
Greer breaks apart and tugs hard on my lower lip. “Show them what you want to, but I want you, Sam.” Her eyes drag down to two shadow-tentacles wrapping up her calves until the tips brush at the ends of her long hair. “I want those, too.”
I tilt my head as my hand on her waist travels to her ass. “You’re a dirty girl.”
“You have no idea.”
“I have some idea.” I smile against her lips as we come together again. Her cinnamon taste grows stronger, and I know our joining isn’t going to last long. She’s sucking on my tongue and gripping the back of my neck like she wants to devour me in any way she can. I feel the same way.
I push her harder into the door, the heavy wood opening a crack. A rush of cool air blows in. She yelps at the frigid wind on her back, and I chuckle, snapping my fingers before she can blink.
We’re standing in my bedroom now, her squeak from the sudden change of location ringing in my ears. I mold my lips to hers before she can speak, pushing her back onto my bed. I crawl over her, my aura oscillating, pushing out so it creates a dark cloud around us.
The last time my aura was this dominant was when I met Remi and Kai. Normally, I have complete control over it, but it’s like my being knew before I did that Greer would want to see it and wouldn’t run from it.
I kiss and suck down her neck, framing the side of her head with my forearms as Greer pushes her hips upward, my hard cock rubbing against her sex.
Her hands find the base of my shirt, and she starts to pull up.
In another lifetime, I’d take my time, explore every inch of her and make her scream.
But evening is approaching, and I don’t want to go slow.
I had to sit and watch last night, and it was torture.
Her fingers skirt along my waist, the heat of her touch sending shockwaves through my body. Often, when I sleep with my partners, there’s some type of dynamic at play. There was a clear one with the three of them last night.
But Greer and I are on a level playing field. I meet her mouth again, and we kiss like two people tasting something new for the first time, savoring each and every second of a new flavor. Our strokes and sucks are timed together, neither one of us battling for dominance.
My aura, however, is playing a different game. It’s still surrounding me like a dark full-body halo with multiple tendrils blooming out of it, thickening and widening as if they’re alive.
The shadows that had been wrapping around her legs in the bookshop reach for her again, but this time, I focus on solidifying them and adding suckers.
She wanted tentacles, and that’s what I’m going to give her.
To the eye, they won’t look like what you’d find on an octopus or sea creature in her books, but they will feel like them.
I know it’s possible because I’ve experimented with something similar on Kai. He’s always liked being held down by the shadows, but tentacles with suckers are a new one. I’m sure he’ll ask me to try it on him later.
With a smile, I pull back from the kiss and look down at her hooded eyes. Her lipstick is smeared, and her hair creates a coppery halo around her head. Against my black silken sheets, she looks like a siren floating in the dark ocean, waiting to capture me. She’s beautiful.
Stunning, Remi and Kai add in my mind.
“You’re stunning,” I voice. “We all agree.”
Greer flushes from the compliment, and our eyes remain locked for a time. The room is quiet except for our labored breathing, and I revel in the way she clings to me, the memory of her spoken trust heating my veins.
Using my aura, I explore her, thick coils of darkness traveling over her curves.
They aren’t like an appendage, meaning I don’t feel pleasure directly from them, but I do feel pressure and a light tingling sensation through my being as I slither one up and over her thigh.
Greer hitches her breath when the tip of one strokes her cheek, her body convulsing.
“Ticklish?” I ask.
She shakes her head against the mattress. “No, it feels a bit different than before.” She looks at the tendril then back to me.
“Different good or bad?” I ask, applying more pressure.
“Good. I like it.”
I hum. “You remember your safe word?”
She nods.
“And do I have permission to use my grace on you?”
She cocks her brow. “Meaning?”
“My grace, the power that makes me an angel, can make you feel very good, make your body stretch to take me and my aura.”
One of the tentacles slips between our bodies. It strokes the clothing-covered cunt I bet is soaked before ghosting to her back entrance.
“I’m going to take you here.” I keep pressure on her asshole with the tentacle and slide one of my hands between us to cup her pussy. “And here.”
“Please, Sam.”
“Hmm, you want that, baby?”
“Yes, I want it.”
I lean down and nip at her lips. “Good. Because I’m going to give it to you.”
I roll off of her and stand from the bed. She pouts at the sudden change and lack of touch. It’s cute, really. Lucky for her, I don’t give her reason to pout for long.
My darkness dances around me as I reach for the bottom of my shirt and pull it over my head.
The fabric falls to the floor, and I waste no time in ridding myself of the rest of my clothes.
I don’t have to tell Greer to strip, because she shifts to the edge of the bed and starts to remove her own clothes.
She slowly peels off each item and drops them on the floor. I wanted so desperately to touch her yesterday, and now I get to. And I get to have her all to myself.
The fact that my lovers get to watch but only see what I allow them to see makes it even better. I can already feel how turned on they are through our bond, and I have no doubt they’ll end up fucking each other.
Greer’s heady gaze roams my body. She takes in the planes of my chest, her eyes trailing down until they stop at my dick.
In my experience, male-presenting Nephilim are gifted, and I’m no different.
My cock is long and thick; not as thick as Remi’s or Kai’s, but it’s slightly curved at the tip.
Kai always says it feels the best inside him, stroking him in all the places that make him squirm. I’m sure Greer will think no different.
She rubs her thighs together, already visibly coated with her arousal. I saw a glisten of it while she undressed.
“Lie back on the bed, head on the pillows, and spread your thighs.” I don’t say it in a commanding way but as a request. She doesn’t hesitate, moving up the sheets and dropping her legs open.
I walk forward like a hunter stalking its prey. I extend my aura out toward her, feeling fully in control of it now, not only because Greer accepts it, accepts me, but because she trusts me as well.
Her confession of trust was like magic, allowing this block within me to be lifted. The chaotic energy I’d been feeling is gone, leaving my shoulders at ease. Now, all I feel is the insatiable desire to have her. Claim her.
I kneel on the bed, pushing out the tentacles. They slither and glide, reaching out to her, but I halt them before they can touch her naked skin.