Lord of Rain (The Dragon Demigods #5) - Charlene Hartnady Page 0,111

“I look forward to it.”

“Which part?”

“All of it.” We go into the living room. Bolt has his arm around my shoulders.

“Oh, look,” Night says, smiling. “I’m glad to see the two of you have made up. We’ve saved the town from floods.” He and Death high five one another.

“Yeah, right,” Bolt says, standing taller. “It was my idea. The two of you tried to talk me out of it.”

I notice that the sun is shining through the blinds. Seeing it makes me smile.

“Don’t ever leave him, Ashley,” Night says jokingly.

I laugh.

“Before we get out of your hair…” Bolt holds up a hand. He swallows thickly. “Thank you,” he says to the dark-haired guy. “You’re a good friend, Death.”

I need to ask about him.

“Congrats!” he tells Night. “You have a new stepmother.”

“You’re kidding me.” Night puts both his hands on his head. “You don’t mean…?” His eyes are wide. “Why didn’t you say anything?” he asks Death. “Nice brother, you are.”

Night finally takes his hands off his head. He looks shell-shocked. “So, the harpy is number twelve. My father did not need another wife.” He looks baffled.

I frown. “You don’t mean that your father has twelve wives?” My eyes feel huge in my head.

“He does,” Shannon says. “He’s such a pig.” She rolls her eyes.

“Death won’t tell me how the two of you made it out of there.” Night is looking at Bolt. “All he said was that Hades wasn’t keen on letting you go, but that you had help.”

“Actually,” Bolt says, pulling me against him. “Believe it or not, it was the harpy.”

“That bitch?” Night says.

“She’s not actually that bad,” Death says. “And before you say anything about it, no, she doesn’t have me in her power. I haven’t been anywhere near her. All I can say is that they’re a couple made in heaven. She siphons power from dear Dad daily. Hades has an endless well of the stuff…and she keeps him happy in other ways.”

“She’s poisoning him,” Bolt says. “And it looks like he’s loving it.”

“I’m pretty sure she’s sticking her barb into him on the regular, because she has him wrapped around her finger,” Death says. “I don’t think it’s as bad for him as it would be for a mortal, but he’s affected alright. I must say, he’s been more relaxed…nicer about things. He’s more uptight about others. Namely, where Twelve is and what she’s doing. He seems a little…” He seems to mull over what the right word would be.

“Obsessed,” Bolt fills in for Death.

“Poor schmuck. I almost feel sorry for him.” Night chuckles. “I would if he wasn’t such a bastard.” He frowns. “So, the harpy asked nicely, and Hades let the two of you go?”

Bolt chuckles. “Not quite. She had to offer him sexual favors. They were still negotiating the terms when we left.”

“I was not going to hang around and give our father time to reconsider.”

“She was actually quite nice to help me,” Bolt says.

“Nice!” I raise my brows. “She messed you up,” I remind him, but I realize that I don’t feel any kind of jealousy.

“That’s true,” Bolt says. “I’m just glad to be back…with you.”

“I’m out,” Death says. He disappears before I can thank him. He seems like a nice guy. A little lost but nice.

“What do you say we head home?” Bolt asks me. He has this goofy smile on his face.

“I think that sounds really good.” I smile back.

34

One month later…

Bolt

I pull her hands above her head and hold them in one hand. I keep thrusting into her welcoming flesh. I will never get enough of this woman.

“We’re going to be late,” she pushes out between pants. “We’re going to be…very…um…late.” She groans as I pick up the pace. “Oh, god…oh…that’s good… You need to make me come. That woman scares me… Oh! She… Oh, god… She scares…”

“You want to…come now?” I grunt hard. “Is that an order, Miss Shaw?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?” I grunt.

“Sir! Yes…oh!”

I smile down at her and hold her hands a little tighter. Using my free hand, I push the remote on the pillow. I feel the vibration on my cock.

“Holy fuck!” I groan.

Her eyes have gone wide. Her mouth is open. “No!” she shouts. “Oh, god…no!” She groans long and deep. “Too much! Too much! Too…” She groans again.

“Lowest setting,” I grind out and keep fucking her. I’m grunting hard at this point. Those vibrations have my balls pulling tight.

“Shit! Oh, shit! Oh! Too much…no!”

“What’s your safeword?” I’m an evil fuck.

She can’t talk. Ash is

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