Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha's Little Demon

BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon Book 2

Chapter 20 – Home

LUCIUS.

I held Patrea in my arms for a long time. No one of us was talking, and we just held each other. I was hoping it was enough because I had no idea how to comfort her. How could I when my father was the cause of every suffering and negative memory she had?

“I need to get moving or I will be late for work.” She spoke in a soft voice before she squirmed and tried to get out of my hold.

I held her tighter, chuckling as I replied. “You are allowed to miss a day’s work. Just stay here with me.”

She pried my fingers off her body one by one until I let her go as she shook her head.

“I have important things to finish at the library. And just two more days, and I’m all yours again.”

She had her hands on my chest with her upper body hovering over me, giving me a beautiful view of her breasts hanging almost in my face, and I couldn’t help but smile widely as I repeated her words. “Two days… and you’re mine.”

“Yes, two days. All yours.” She leaned forward and pecked my lips, which I wasn’t expecting, and it left me speechless as I watched her get off the bed.

If this was what Stone got every morning, no wonder he was addicted to Lucija. And to be honest, I wouldn’t mind having this with Patrea as well.

“I will shower or they might smell my juices all over my legs.” She added.

“They shouldn’t be sniffing in between your legs. But yes, take them off. I can always put more in tonight.” I told her in a c*ocky stance as I slipped my hands under my head.

She stopped by the door and held on to the frame before turning slightly, giving me a glimpse of her p*ussy and her perfect body.

“Have you showered before? Would you like to join me?” She asked, biting her bottom lip as if she were embarrassed to ask.

“Now that I thought of that, I don’t think I had ever showered in my whole life.” I pushed my body up and shoved the blanket away as I walked toward her. I saw her eyes light up as she scanned me from top to bottom, and my c*ock immediately sprung to life, causing her to take a deep breath.

I leaned my hand against the wall just beside the door and lowered my head so her face was just inches away from mine. “Will you teach me how to shower?”

She swallowed and nodded her head. “I can wash you if you want…

to wash me?” I

bathroom. She let go and left me by the counter and began

face at the things she was making me experience.

water cascade over her nakedness before she turned around to face me. A sweet smile curled her plump lips

her eyes widen as her hands flew to my shoulders for support, but my hand was already in her back, holding her in place, avoiding

She

snaked her arms around my neck while letting me savor and attack her

lips to look at me. “We need to shower. I don’t have

I let go of her body and nodded my head. She chuckled softly before she grabbed a bottle of shampoo and poured some on her palm before motioning to do the same for me. I laid my hand up and watched as the liquid

hands began brushing, rubbing, and caressing my scalp. The action alone was giving me something in my stomach aside from the

spoke in a slightly high-pitched voice as she stood

had rubbed together with the shampoo before placing them on her head

She mumbled

I wanted to f*uck her under

face the wall because the expression on her face was

swiveled her body around and pressed her hands against the wall, arching her body slightly, and I

looked more f*uckable. But I couldn’t back out now. I had to restrain my f*ucking c*ock from slamming into

calming…” She said in a hoarse voice,

went down to the rest of her hair as I massaged them gently, making sure every part

her breasts jiggled was making it hard for me to control

me first. Her hands on me with soap all over my body was a guilty pleasure I never thought I needed. And I couldn’t wait for my

laughed heartily when I spent an ample amount of time cleaning her breasts and the space in between her p*ussy, until I decided I didn’t need

against her soapy

able to prevent my fingers from slipping somewhere they want to be,” I told her before I cupped her jaw and

spiral up, but despite that, she was teaching me how to control my actions, especially

guttural sound burst from my throat as I groaned when I felt something warm enveloping my

her, that I didn’t see Patrea drop to her knees. Her mouth played with

went to her hair, gathering them into a fistful before gripping them tightly while one hand was anchored on the wall to stop me from collapsing because her mouth and her tongue were

PATREA.

returning the favor, but I had