Chapter 9 #2
I groaned again, my strokes quickening even as I tried to force the images of Roxy out of my head.
It was impossible, though, especially when the beast took over, feeding me more scenarios, ones where I tossed her onto all fours and fucked her from behind in front of that fire, ones where I buried my face in her pussy and used my beast’s tongue on her until she came, shaking and screaming.
I leaned forward, resting my forehead on the cool marble, hissing through my teeth as my cock throbbed like never before.
It felt tight, molten hot, like it was confined, like it was being strangled—like there was something more I needed, badly, but it was just out of reach.
Still, I couldn’t stop stroking, my hips thrusting into my fist. It was agony and bliss all at once.
When I finally blew, spurting all over the wall like a high-pressure fucking hose, I had to lock my knees.
The release was so great that as soon as I was spent, they did give out, and there was no stopping it.
I hit the floor, then fell forward on my hands and knees, panting, struggling to catch my breath.
I actually looked down at my spent cock dangling between my legs to make sure it hadn’t been rent in two from the force of whatever the fuck had just happened.
I stayed where I was, needing far longer to recover than I should. Finally, when I was able to, I dragged my ass out of the shower, slung a towel around my hips, and walked back into the room—and pulled up short when I found Roxy sitting on my bed, scrolling on her phone.
Had she heard me? How much noise had I made? I had no fucking clue. I felt as if I’d fucking blacked out, honestly.
She glanced up from her phone, a wide smile on her face, like the old Roxy, not the attitude-filled version she’d been giving me for a while now.
“Egon brought up our trays. I thought we could discuss our game plan for tomorrow while we eat.” She jumped off the bed and strode over to the small table now covered in food.
“You know, since you got all pissed at me for ‘keeping secrets,’” she said, making air quotes.
Her hair was damp. She’d showered as well. I swallowed thickly and nodded, struggling to find my voice. It felt rough as hell after the way I’d just gotten off. Had I been growling? Shit, had I said her name when I’d come all over the shower wall?
Swiping a pair of jeans from my bag, I turned my back on her, dropped my towel, and shoved them on.
Hounds didn’t hide their nudity, and Roxy had seen me naked more times than I could count, but in a room like this, just the two of us, it was bad manners to flash your dick at someone.
And after what had just happened and where my mind went while it was happening, I was worried I’d get hard again—and that was most definitely bad manners.
I did up my pants and joined her at the table, taking in the spread. “Looks good,” I said, finally managing fucking words, then lifted my gaze, searching her face for any sign that she’d heard me beating off to thoughts of her.
She popped a piece of cheese in her mouth, that sweet smile with zero calculation or hint of teasing still on her face. “Egon knows I have a big appetite,” she said.
What she said could have a double meaning, but there was nothing sly or knowing in her delivery either. She couldn’t have heard anything. She’d give me shit if she had. I was sure of it.
I loaded up my plate. “So where are we going tomorrow?”
“I was thinking Ferine,” she said.
I froze. “The Savage Realm?”
“It’s dangerous, I know. But Beelzebub has friends there. He can also blend in easily.”
“Dangerous? They fucking eat their own.” If you broke their laws, you were sentenced to the pot.
“I know, and it’s fucked up, but remember, Az said, wherever he was, he was thriving. And Beelzebub would fit in there like a house on fire.”
At the mention of Asmodeus, the beast snarled. I ignored it and tried to focus on what she was saying.
“He’d definitely thrive there.” She gave a nod of certainty, then popped a little pastry of some kind in her mouth. “You game?”
What choice did I have? “Lucifer wants us to bring the traitor back. If that’s where you think he is, then that’s where we’ll go, but we’ll need to be prepared and better armed. I’ll try to track him tonight, and if that doesn’t work, I’ll go for a run in the morning and see what I can pick up.”
She nodded as she sucked on a piece of melon, sliding it between her lips, then licked the juice from her fingers. “Sounds good. Hopefully, Death can help us with that, well, if he’s feeling generous. He and Luci aren’t the best of friends.”
I shifted in my seat as she did it again, licking melon juice from her fingers after slipping another piece past her full lips. I cleared my throat. “We better hope Zinnia can convince him to help us or we’re fucked. Going to Ferine unprepared would be suicide.”
“The place is definitely wild, but I’ve given Luci an update, and he’s on board.”
A snarl tried to crawl up my throat. “He’s not worried about you?”
Her smile dropped and she simultaneously shook her head and rolled her eyes. “Why would he be? He knows what I can do and trusts my abilities.”
I bit my tongue, because she was right, and the shit swirling in my head, what I wanted to say, like, I’ll protect you, and I’ll kill anyone who tries to hurt you, made no fucking sense and would only piss her off.
I got into bed, but my mind wouldn’t quiet.
I needed to talk to War, or maybe Lucifer, about what was going on with me, because something was really wrong.
Even now, the beast snarled and writhed beneath my skin, trying to force me to go to the wall between my room and Roxy’s and press my fucking ear to it—but better yet, to go to her door and let myself into her room, her bed.
I shoved that out of my head.
Then an image of her with Relic when he was tiny, the way she’d loved and cared for my pup, filled my mind.
She’d had her own child once, a daughter she’d been forced to watch age and die.
Now I understood why she was so loving, so fiercely protective of any pups, even the older ones like Gus and Brick.
She missed Cassandra, she understood what it was to be a parent and lose your child.
There was so much more to Roxy than she let people see.
The female had hidden depths, and every layer that she revealed only made me more curious.
I dragged my hands over my face.
Get your head back in the game. You’re here to do a job, not obsess over Roxy.
If only it were that easy.