Page 102 of Hunted By Fear

Aeri, naked and unashamed, as she held my gaze, as if hoping to tempt me.

If only she knew how much she did just that on a daily basis.

I pump my hand up and down, slowly attempting to make this last more than five seconds, relishing in the memory of her on display just for me.

It doesn’t matter how long I live, I will never forget that moment, her every curve, and the way her eyes held mine, her pupils blown wide, no doubt matching my own.

My orgasm sneaks up on me, and I can’t stop my release as I let out a groan and come right down the drain.

I stand panting, unable to open my eyes, unwilling to let go of the thought of her just yet.

I’m so fucked. Whatever this feeling is, it’s all-consuming, and despite just having come, I already feel the need for more.

With a huff, I rinse myself and flick the water off, annoyed with myself and this need I can’t seem to curb.

Maybe if it were her hand?

No! That’s not better and definitely not helping.

I don’t feel better. If anything, I feel kind of gross because now I’m even more aroused.

I want Aeri to be more than my charge, but I know that can never happen. Even if not for Rome, to pull her between Heaven and Hell would be wrong, unless there was another way…

I shake the thought away as I exit the shower. We have other things to worry about, like freeing her from Rome. That has to be our first priority.

What I need is a plan. Going back now is only going to make everything worse. What will I say if she asks me why I left?

“I’m sorry, I’m a bitch who doesn’t know what it means when a pretty girl makes me pop a boner.”

I whip around to find Lucifer sitting on my couch with a smirk on his face that doesn't quite reach his eyes.

“That’s not funny,” I hiss, turning and heading into my room, away from him.

“No, it’s not, but it is true, and I’m pretty sure if you like a girl you shouldn’t lie to her,” he says from inside my room, and I toss my hands in the air because, of course, I can’t get away from him even in my own house.

“But what do I know? She’s just my mate.” He shrugs, spinning on the computer chair as if we’re simply talking about the weather.

Asshole.

I stand in the doorway, unsure what to do. I don’t really want to talk to him or even see him, but I also don’t think he’s just going to go away. There’s only one place I can go that he physically can’t follow me, and that won’t be happening right now, so I have to do something.

“What do you want?” I demand crossing my arms and resigning myself to getting this over with.

Lucifer vanishes before I feel him right behind me, but I stay where I am, not giving him the satisfaction of even turning around.

“Now that’s not very nice,” he teases, and I swear my eye twitches.

All these years, and he’s the same; it shouldn’t be possible. The same man who has always been like my other brother, theperson I looked up to most, banished to Hell and is still exactly like I remember him.

I keep my mouth closed through some miracle and hear his sigh of annoyance that lets me know he’s given in.

“I came to tell you to get your head out of your ass. You're upsetting my mate.” His hand presses me forward, and I’m so caught off guard by what he just said that I almost faceplant.

I stumble forward, arms wheeling before I catch myself and whip around to face him.

“What?” My heart races, and I need him to explain right now.

Lucifer rolls his eyes as if I’m stupid, and honestly, I might be, but I really need him to spell it out.,