Page 24 of Demon Shock

GYRIK

“No,”I said quickly.

Watching the thin material of her underwear slowly disappear between the rounded globes of her backside had been torture. The lingering sensation of her softness in my palms was killing me. I didn’t want her more covered. I wanted her less covered.

Palming my erection in the darkness, I cleared my throat to remove my desperation.

“You said they aren’t comfortable,” I said. “If I lie next to you, it should help warm you faster.”

Pete watched me, his stare slightly condemning as I waited for her response.

“Sure. I’m willing. Get over here.”

My pulse skipped and sped up in anticipation. I carefully moved her closer to the wall and eased my weight onto the bed.

“You’re not going to unzip the sleeping bag?” she asked.

“If I do, the heat will escape.”

“What heat? I need yours because I don’t have any of my own.”

She wanted to feel me next to her? Panic and need kept me frozen in place.

I listened to the rasp of the zipper and fought not to groan as she lifted my arm and positioned herself against my side. The way she wrapped her arm around my waist and the feel of her soft body against mine unmade me. I barely breathed, afraid of startling her away.

“How are you so warm?” she asked, her voice muffled by my side and the sleeping bag she’d tugged over her head.

She wiggled closer, and I felt the weight of her leg settle over mine. I itched to touch her but kept my hands where they were on the mattress, letting her choose how to warm herself.

“Are you okay with this?” she asked.

“Yes.” I hoped the word only sounded pained to my ears and not hers.

“If I make you uncomfortable, just push me away.”

I would have rather let one of the infected slowly chew off my arm than push her soft body away from mine. If she wanted to use me as a bed, I would happily hold her all night long.

The image of her underwear slowly creeping along her dimpled skin as she restlessly moved on top of me played through my mind, and I bit my lip to stop myself from groaning.

Her breathing slowed as her hand warmed on my stomach.

I closed my eyes and focused on the feel of her against me. Her sweet scent filled my nose with each breath. Her fingers twitched against my chest.

Nothing could tear me from this bed.

“Doyou think they’re awake yet?” Zach asked.

My gaze shifted to the door, and I silently willed the pair outside of it to go away.

Bram had been the first one to leave their room and was checking the house for infected. Will and Zach had stayed behind to wait for the all-clear and to ensure nothing approached Ava’s room. They knew how important she was to me. To my brothers.

Farther away, I could hear Bram searching, but I knew he wouldn’t find anything. The house had remained quiet the whole night.

“I’m guessing Gyrik’s awake,” Will said. “And he probably doesn’t want us knocking on that door until they come out on their own.”

I could hear the humor in his words but hoped he would still keep Zach from interrupting.

Ava had used me as a pillow the entire night. I had a wet spot on my chest. Pete was wedged between my legs, hot boxing my testicles, which was probably the only thing stopping them from throbbing painfully from a night of Ava’s restless movements against me. Repeat had already eaten and defecated in the litter a few seconds ago. The scent of Ava’s hair, which was currently covering the entirety of my face, was mostly filtering out the smell.

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