Chapter 38
Chapter thirty-eight
Aiden
All I could think about today was the way she rode me last week.
The moon had silhouetted her figure like she was an angel, but the way she worked me like the little incubus she is has had me daydreaming about it like a sixteen-year-old who saw boobs for the first time.
I was so distracted, I nearly fell off Hades on a sharp turn. Lucky for me, he leveled out right as I started to slip, but that didn’t stop him from threatening to let me fall next time, or throwing me off himself if he ever felt my dick poking him again.
I pulled my shit together then and tried to focus on anything not sex related—which gave me the brilliant idea to take her out on a real date tonight…which would inevitably lead to sex, but still.
Since she can never decide what she’s hungry for, I found an upscale all-you-can-eat restaurant to take her to.
The servers walk around with trays full of various appetizers, entrees, and desserts in tasting-size portions.
It was going to be perfect, until Sasha thought it was a group invitation and hijacked my plans.
Walking into our room, because it is ours now since she refuses to move into mine, I peek inside her closet while she goes to turn the shower on. I’ve been planning a surprise for her, but for it to work, I need to do a little spying of my own.
I quickly shut the doors and step closer to her bed when I hear her steps getting closer, not wanting her to suspect anything. On second thought, maybe spending time with her friends tonight might be useful.
But all scheming comes to an abrupt halt when I look up and see her in a matching black lace set, beckoning me to her. I know for a fact she didn’t wear that to Ghost Walking, which means she rushed in to put it on just for me.
I don’t know what I did in my past life, but the gods are either rewarding me or cursing me because there is nothing I want more than to keep this woman forever, but considering who we are and what we do, it could be a problem.
She's wrapped up like a dark gift just for me as she slides her tongue up my stomach, keeping eye contact and driving me feral.
Lifting her up against the wall, I’m not even slightly disappointed when I get the chance to tear her panties off. Every dirty thought from this morning has come rushing back, and I need to be sheathed in her more than I need air.
Her hot, velvety cunt welcomes me home as I drive deep into her in one motion. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
Pain and pleasure mix as she rakes her nails down my back.
"Fuck yes, Ana," I groan as I start ruthlessly bouncing her on my cock. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s breaking skin right now; hell, I hope she is.
“Mark me, show everyone who I belong to.”
Her nails dig in deeper, and she fights to make her voice clear while I increase my speed, “No one should need to see my marks to know you’re Mine.”
“That’s right.”
Thrust.
“I’m.
Thrust.
“All”
Thrust.
“Yours”
I pull her hair back and bite her shoulder as I bottom out in her again. No amount of music could drown out her moaning.
“You like that?” I ask, knowing she hasn’t caught her breath yet.
She nods.
“I need your words, or I’m going to have to do it again.”
She still doesn’t speak, daring me to do it by simply rolling her hips back into me. I give her everything I have.
She’s kissing and biting my neck and chest as I use her ass to pull her harder onto me.
“Tell me whose you are, again. I need to hear it,” she groans.
After “I’m,” she’s already clinching the way she does when she’s getting close.
When I finish “Yours,” she is suffocating my cock with her sweet cunt.
“Please, Ace,” she begs. “Fill me with your come. I need all of it.”
I cover her mouth with my hand, and she lets out the most incredible scream, coming as I push back into her.
Then my balls are tightening, and I’m filling her just like she asked me to.
Matt, Ana, and I are waiting by my car when Sasha approaches, her face bright red as she refuses to look Ana or me in the eye.
“Ha! I knew it!” Matt barks with far too much excitement for being the guy who wasn’t having mind-blowing sex.
Ana elbows him hard, before turning to Sasha, “I…uhm…didn’t mean to. We’re so sorry!” Then she covers her face with both hands as her own cheeks turn pink. It’s fucking adorable.
“We aren’t,” I mutter, only loud enough for Ana to hear as I open her door and wait for her to climb in.
Matt excitedly claps his hands in the backseat. “This is fucking gold! I wish I could’ve been a fly on the wall!”
“No,” Ana and I say at the same time, hers horrified, mine flat.
“Not with you guys! Ewww, sister, remember?” He rushes out in disgust. “I meant Sasha’s wall as she tried to sandwich her head between pillows or whatever she did to muffle the sounds.”
Sasha’s face drops. “Oh my gosh, why didn’t I think of that?”
Matt looks at her in shock, “Wait, are you telling us you didn’t try to drown it out? At all? Not even headphones?”
If possible, her face falls even more.
And Matt loses his mind. Full-bodied laughter. Bent over. Wheezing.
The ridiculousness of it hits, and within seconds, we’re all laughing, even crimson-faced Sasha while she’s shaking her head.
When I eventually catch my breath, I find Ana looking at me, eyes shining with mischief, embarrassment, and the afterglow I can still see on her skin. I pray to the gods right here and now that she’ll look at me like this forever.
As I pull off campus, I spot Matt in the rearview mirror, wiping tears from his eyes.
“I swear, there is something fundamentally wrong with all of us,” he says.