Page 88 of Reaper Released

“Argh!” he groans as he pulls me back inside. “Why am I the sensible one? Come on. It will take ten minutes. Then you can do whatever you like!”

“Whatever I like… to you?”

He grins at me and shakes his head. “Fine, whatever you want to me!”

“After you’ve shown me around, I need to head back to your room. There's a box in the wardrobe I need!”

“Really? …Everything from the room is in the walk-in. I'll show you that last!” Grabbing my hand, he leads me back into the living space. There are three doors. The first one leads to the master, the second to the bathroom.

“There’s another bedroom?” As I head to the last door and push my way into a corridor, turning back, I look at Steel, confused. There are two doors to the right and one straight in front. There are three smaller bedrooms. “We have four bedrooms?”

“Yeah, I have a feeling that we might end up with a lot of visitors. It's gone from being me and Demi, who weren’t that close before you came along, to suddenly this massive group of close family who seems to spend a lot of time together.”

“Sorry!” I grimace at him. “I know we can be a lot, especially when we’re all together, and now I’m part of the Six, too. I appreciate we are a lot, and if we’re too much, you need to say, especially now we know who you are. My pas… they’re actually all my dads. They brought me up and treated us all the same.

“I got no favouritism from my dad over Bran and Dane, just like they didn’t from Pa Bernie, but as old as you are now, they know who you and Demi are. They're gonna want to be a part of that, and eventually, they will slide into that dad role. It’s just who they are! So, again, it may be too much; you just have to say!”

“I’m actually looking forward to it. I’ve not been that close with a lot of people before. I mean, I have my inner circle of brothers here, and Ares and I are really close, but since you came along and got kidnapped, we’ve all just been a whole lot closer, and when they helped me with this place, they hinted at moving in, although I said no, they laughed it off as if they’re gonna at least be hanging out here a lot.”

“It’s just that whole magnetic personality thing again. Hades, you’re fucking lucky to have me!” I bark out, laughing as he slaps my arse and grabs me, pulling me into him. We’re still in the corridor, but he pushes me against the wall and kisses the breath out of me. I start to tangle my legs around him and climb him like a fucking tree, till my legs are around his waist, and his dick is grinding into me through our jeans. I rest my head against the wall and pant as we grind against each other, biting down on my neck. I arch my back off the wall. “Fuck, Steel, I’m not gonna last the rest of the tour!”

All of a sudden, he stops grinding and drops me to my feet. I gasp out a moan of disappointment, and he chuckles, that vibrating, clit teasing laugh against my neck. I clench my thighs together to get some friction against my jeans, causing a gasp to seep from my lips.

Grabbing my hand, he drags me back out along the corridor. “Come on, dirty wife. You need to see the rest of it before I let you do dirty things to me!”

Walking into the bathroom, on the right, there’s a white rolled top, claw foot bath with pale grey sides. There’s a twin set of sinks along the back wall with a large mirror above them. To the left is the large walk-in shower with a bench along one side and the toilet to the left at the side of the door. The room is modern, with grey tiles with little white, black, and grey mosaic inserts all around the room and LED lights overhead. The shower is one of those massive shower heads with the rainfall effect. Still, there’s also another shower head on the side wall which makes me remember pleasuring myself in Steel's shower while he watched. As I wonder if that’s why he went for the double head, his arms slide around me as he nips at my neck. “Yep, that’s why there's two.”

“I didn’t say anything!”

“Nope, but you got that look on your face, the same one you had that day!”

Smiling at him while he nuzzles into my neck, I think this is one of my favourite things he does. Grabbing my hand and dragging me out of the room again and through the bedroom, he says, “I have a surprise for you!”

“I bet you do!” I wink.

“Not that! Not yet anyway, come on!” As he pulls me into the walk-in, all my stuff is on the left, and his is on the right. There’s a bench in the middle and a mirror on each side, opposite each other. I skim my hands along the clothes. There’s a garment bag which isn’t mine, and as I get to the shoe racks, there are three extra boxes.

“What are these?” I question, frowning at them.

“Open them!”

Reaching out, taking the garment bag, and opening the zip, I see it’s a black leather biker jacket with a full skull on the back. The leather is so soft. “It’s so fucking gorgeous.”

“Open the boxes!” Steel claps excitedly. I open the box, and there's a brown box inside. I recognise the box, the logo.

“You didn’t.”

“You haven’t even opened them!”

“Fuck, Steel, this is too much. You’ve done too much!” I sit down on the bench, staring at myself in the mirror, shaking, and overwhelmed with everything this man is doing for me.

“Hey, you okay?”

I take a shaky breath. “Yeah, it’s just a lot, you know? I’m just overwhelmed. You don’t need to buy me all this stuff. You don’t need to buy me anything!”

“Baby, I need you to listen to me, okay? Really listen!”

Nodding, I wipe my hands down my face and through my hair, turning on the bench to look at him. He takes a seat beside me and grips my hands in his.

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