Page 39 of Demon Shock

“Are you done?” Ava asked from the other side of the curtain.

I jumped a little, swallowed hard, and turned off the water.

“Yes.”

When I opened the curtain, her gaze trailed slowly down my length, stopping at my hips. She didn’t look angry or repulsed.Her expression softened slightly, and the corners of her mouth lifted an almost imperceivable amount.

Did looking at my cock make her happy?

I felt my cock stir under her direct attention. The tips of my ears heated.

“I…uh…sorry,” she said, meeting my gaze. ‘Here’s a clean towel. I’ll wait for you in the first bedroom once you’re dry.”

She pushed the towel at me, turned on her heel, and left.

I stared after her a moment before I hastily dried off and followed.

“Uh, Gyrik? You may want to use that towel you're holding to cover yourself,” Will said. “Even if Ava’s not intimidated by that, we are.”

Zach howled with laughter as Bram chuckled. Ignoring all of them, I strode down the hallway and found the first bedroom door open. Ava was waiting inside, facing away from the door.

“Lie down on your stomach, please,” she said, pointing to the bed.

I glanced at the towel I still held, disappointed that she hadn’t looked at me again. Tossing it aside, I quickly lay on the clean sheets and turned my head to watch her let out a deep breath.

“Are you worried or angry?” I asked.

“I don’t think I’m either. Maybe a little worried. Not at all angry.”

I grunted, relieved she was still worried, as she approached the bed and sat beside me.

“The glue will sting, but Grandpa said it fades quickly enough. I’ll need to hold the skin together for a few seconds while the glue dries. Ready?”

“Yes.”

The first touch of her fingers against my bare skin almost drew a moan from me. Her hands were small and soft, coolagainst my warm skin. Her fingers danced over my backside below the bite. Teasing. Testing. Stroking.

A shiver ran through me. She noticed and mumbled an apology but didn’t remove her hand.

She set it more firmly against my skin and started to knead the area like Mary kneaded her dough. I didn’t shiver again aswantrushed through me. The heat of my desperation for her melted me everywhere but surged aggressively in my cock. It hardened to the point of pain against the bed.

Closing my eyes, I fought not to groan as I imagined her hands moving from my backside to my front.

“Okay. I’ve got it right. Just a second. There. Don’t move, or my fingers will be glued to your ass.”

This time, a groan did escape me.

Don’t let your desperation show.

How could I not, though? My desperation to hold her…to touch her…to kiss her was slowly consuming me.

“Sorry. I know it’s not fun.”

My cock bucked against the mattress when she blew on my skin.

“Better?”

I managed a jerky nod.

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