Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 51038 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 255(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51038 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 255(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
I turn as well, unable to believe my eyes. Because Aric and Star are in the bed across the room. Aric is on top of her and Star’s dress and bra have been pulled down, revealing her tight nipples and firm breasts.
“Holy hell,” Declan moans. “You two look fuckin’ hot. Did you just have sex?” He looks over his shoulder to the bathroom. Then back at our new couple in the bed. “But… you were…” He hikes a thumb behind him. “Over there. Just one second ago. Aric’s dick wasn’t hanging out of his pants and Stars tits weren’t spilling out of her dress so what the hell just happened?”
It’s a good question. And I’d be thinking the same thing… if I wasn’t too busy staring at Star’s tits and flushed face. I don’t know why this girl turns me on—especially when she’s in bed another man after having sex with him.
But she does.
My dick wants to get hard so bad.
But I force myself to control it. She shouldn’t have that kind of power over me. It’s dangerous.
Aric gets up out of bed and starts using a t-shirt on the floor to clean himself up. His cock is huge. Not that I’m looking, but my god.
Star is so tiny. I bet she moaned when he packed that monster inside her. Loud. Maybe even squealed.
I’m not a small guy and my cock is quite the specimen. Probably pretty equal to Aric’s. Which means she’ll probably squeal and moan like that when I’m inside her too.
If I ever get that chance.
Star is struggling to put her tits back inside her dress, but she’s having some trouble with the bra and getting flustered, which never helps. So Declan and I get a nice long look at her breasts as Aric comes to the rescue and helps her get everything sorted.
Declan scoffs. “Well, don’t put her back together too quickly there, Aric. She’s not done yet.”
God, he’s so… blunt. He’s got no tact at all. But he doesn’t even seem to realize it and no one seems to care. But I guess if I was a demigod, I wouldn’t give a fuck what other people thought about me either.
“Why don’t we just concentrate on what they learned,” I say, side-eyeing Declan. “Instead of how you want Star in a perpetual state of sex-readiness.”
“Sex-readiness,” Declan laughs. Then looks at Star. “Would you hate it if I kept you naked in bed all day, Star? Ready for one of us to rock your world?”
I except a pretty big protest over this remark, but Star actually smiles at him. She doesn’t like… agree or reply yes or no, either way, but it sure seems to me like she’s taking this offer seriously.
Fuckin’ demigods. They can get away with anything.
Aric is back in the bed now, cleaning Star up between her legs—so he’s blocking our view. Which is kind of an unexpected behavior, coming from him. In my opinion, at least. He’s been projecting a very brutish demeanor this whole time we’ve been together. But he’s different with her.
It’s confusing.
Declan elbows me. “You wanna go next?”
I scoff and look at him. “What?”
“I think you should go next. Your glasses are a pretty important piece of this puzzle. I’m just the ride out of here.”
I look over at Star to see if she heard him, and I think she did because Aric has finished his task and she’s looking right at us. But she doesn’t say anything.
“What do you think, Aric?” Declan says. “Should Quaid go next?”
Aric’s dick, despite having been cleaned up, is still hanging out of his pants. “Bro,” I say. “Put that thing away already.”
He tugs on it, then winces. “It won’t fit back in my pants until it calms down a little. So don’t look at it if you don’t wanna see it.”
Which makes Declan guffaw and Star go bright red.
And me… I just… hate him. For being so… himself. And he wasn’t even being an asshole when he said that, his giant cock not fitting back into his tight jeans after sex is just an annoying detail that he’s learned to live with.
What must his life be like? Both of them, actually. The privilege and opulence they live in, not to mention a direct lineage to the gods, must be what gives them this sense of confidence and superiority.
It’s something you’re born with.
Because it’s certainly not something I’ve ever felt.
Something I will never know.
And I’m not saying I want to be someone other than me, it’s just… the distance between the life I lead and theirs—it’s literally another world.
We are not the same.
Declan claps me on the back. “All right, since you’ve got no objection, you’re up friend. Go get her.”
I shrug his hand off me, and shoot him a look. “Maybe we should ask Star what she wants?”