Page 126 of The Female

“This will be our secret,” I whisper, touching her belly.

She doesn’t push me away, and I trace my fingers over her exposed skin as I’ve imagined for weeks. Her throat bobs as she gulps, her muscles pulled tight.

My jaw drops as I slide my hand up her chest, oddly nervous as I touch her breast over her shirt. I’ve never felt a female like this before, and I shift my weight between my legs as my body responds.

Charlie’s arousal fills my lungs as I pull my bottom lip between my teeth and run my fingertip over her hard nipple. My light skimming turns into a gentle pinch as her lust thickens.

She refuses to meet my eye as I slide my hand back down her chest and belly. I pause once I reach the top of her leggings. Her quiet gasps have me hesitating, worried I’ve taken my selfish exploration too far, but at the sight of her red cheeks, I groan and shove my fingers into her bottoms.

She flinches as my cold hand cups her, and I waste no time shoving two fingers inside. I let out a silent moan as the overwhelming feeling of her goes straight to my cock.

I want to know how she’ll feel sinking down on my shaft. The only women I’ve had are the dream ones Gray gives me, and they feel no better than my fist. This Charlie feels nothing like my calloused fingers.

My length is painfully hard as I shove my face into the top of her head and sniff her hair, wanting to surround myself with anything that smells of her. I feel slightly lost as I gently pull my fingers out and ease them back in, copying the motions I’ve seen thousands of times at the Lust parties I’ve attended.

Charlie seems to enjoy it as she grabs my bicep and gasps, her legs spreading to give me more room. She wants me, too.

I’m so lost in her, I don’t notice the shift in the air, but I sure realize it as blinding pain spreads from my balls to my throat. The overwhelming need to vomit overtakes me as I rip my hand from her leggings. Charlie flinches and pulls back her fist.

Did she punch me? In the dick?

Instinctively, I try to take control of my wrath, accustomed to it taking over when threatened, but I’m surprised to feel nothing more than pain and annoyance.

“Don’t fucking touch me,” she yells, running to the door.

I don’t chase after her as she rips it open and scampers down the hallway, her feet slapping loudly against the wooden flooring. I’m sure Silas will hear as she makes her way past the library, and I suck in a sharp breath before sitting on Gray’s couch to recover.

She fucking tricked me.

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CHARLOTTE

MY LEGS CARRYme quickly around the corner, and it takes everything in me not to scream when my face smashes into a hard chest.

“Whoa there!” Silas laughs, planting two hands on my hips to stabilize me.

My lungs don’t seem to be working, but I’ll die before I let anybody know what just happened between Aziel and me. I can’t believe I let him trick me into giving in to him for even a second.

“Charlie?”

Silas slides his hands to my shoulders and crouches to my level. I avoid eye contact and stare at the stairs just over his shoulder. I was so close.

“I’m fine,” I blurt out.

My words seem to go in one ear and out the other, and I hold my breath as Silas leans in and brings his face to the top of my head. For fuck’s sake. What’s with these men and smelling me? It’s weird, and I can tell he smells Aziel as his muscles stiffen and he pulls back to look me over with more urgency.

His eyes span the length of my body, and I continue to stare at the stairs until he releases me.

“Go to your room,” he orders.

I don’t need to be told twice, and I round his body before sprinting away. I’m not appreciative of how he commands me to my bedroom like a child, but I was on my way there anyway and I want to avoid Gray until all my arousal has dissipated.

He’s drawn to it like a shark is to blood, and the second he sees me, he’ll know something’s happened.

I’m unsure what Silas thinks he knows, but I’ll leave it to Aziel to come up with some lie. The Wrath is better at it than I am. He’s had thousands of years to practice and has no morals to hold him back.

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