“Only Dav and I will know the sounds you make when you’re begging for our cocks.” His head dipped, nose dragging over her pulse as his fingers flexed against her throat. “And tonight, you and I will know how good it feels when I come in this cunt for the first time.”
“What? You can’t.”
She wanted to be more forceful with her protest, but when his other hand slipped under her shirt to cup her breast, she could only whimper.
“You have a contraceptive now,” he whispered against her skin.
“Yes, but…” She managed to swallow the moan trying to escape as his fingers pinched her nipple. “I’m bleeding.”
His teeth nipped at her ear. “And?”
A strange clarity came over her with that word, the panic that had been rising suddenly fading and leaving confusion in its wake.
Laz sensed the conflict within her, leaning back with a gentle smile. “Beautiful, we don’t have to if you’re uncomfortable. You just said they could be painful, so I wanted to make you feel good, and you bleeding doesn’t bother me in the slightest.”
Fuck, he was socaringabout it.
Rosalind licked her lips. “It’s just… messy.”
He slipped his hand free from her shirt and watched her, not judging, but with a softness that told her he was internalizing the word and all the feelings she was surely projecting.
Finally, his chin dipped like he’d come to some conclusion in his mind, hands moving to her shoulders to squeeze gently. “Tonight. Would youliketo have sex? With me,” he added quickly, smirking.
“Yes.”
There was no hesitation, becauseyes, of course she wanted to experience that intimacy again. Before her bleeding had surprised her this morning, she’d beenachingfor it. It was possibly the first time she wasn’t nervous at the thought, not when she could vividly remember his eagerness and the way he’d cherished every inch of her that first night.
Lazerath’s smile widened. “I have an idea, and when you hear it, I’ll ask again, okay?”
“Okay?”
His hand found hers, and then he was tugging her up the stairs and down the hall, careful to keep his tail from tripping her. Just like last time she’d been here, there was no time to admire anything about the two-story place, only that she somehow felt more relaxedanduncertain about what he had in mind when she was trying to disguise the cramping in her lower belly unrelated to her desire.
Those uncertainties increased when shecaught sight of his rumpled bed, but then he was pulling her into the attached bathing chamber that she’d not seen yet.
The vanity was a soft-gray tile, stained and cracked in a few places, but oddly tidy for what she’d expected to find. Beside it, the toilet, and then the thing shereallyhadn’t expected.
“A shower?”
A massive one, too.
Laz grinned over his shoulder at her. “Mozke is keeping the good stuff to themself.”
Rose slipped her hand from his, leaning closer to inspect the overhead pipe and the wall where the two runes were etched. Hot and cold, just like the ones carved into the faucets of the sinks in Heck.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this magical infrastructure,” she muttered. All at once, the realization hit her and she whipped around. “Wait?—”
Laz crowded her against the tile, hunger in his gaze. “I would very much like to fuck you against that shower wall, beautiful. What do you think?”
Her mouth opened and closed, but no words came out.
Lazerath smirked. “No concerns about being messy, which I know you wouldn’t stop worrying about if we did this anywhere else.” He shrugged. “Don’t tell me this isn’t on the list that pathetic human didn’t want to try.”
Rosalind let out a shaky breath. “I hate that you know I have a list.”
“No, you don’t,” he teased, leaning closer. “And I want toseeanddo all of it. But first, yes or no to the shower? Because no matter what, Iwillbe cuddling you in that bed and not letting you leave while I’m asleep.”
The tilt of his head let her know the lengths he would go to make sure she remained until morning.
