Page 115 of The Slayer Seduction

“It feels good when Adam is in control, but fuck, Iris, your warm cunt is life itself.”

My movements are slow, I’m not even sure I’ve done this position before, but with the Slayer it feels right. I love the way he looks at me, adores me, and just wants to please me.

One of his hands grips my ass as the other comes between us to knead my breast. I can’t help myself as I lean forward, bringing our mouths together as I ride him.

I’m oversensitive from the wand and I can feel myself getting closer to the precipice of release as he bucks into me from below.

“Iris,” he moans out my name as we both reach orgasm at the same time.

He’s trembling beneath me as I catch my breath, resting against his chest. His arms wrap tightly around me as he kisses my forehead.

“You’re magnificent.”

I smile against his skin; my muscles feel loose and I should move, get cleaned up.

“Let me stay inside you for a little longer,” he says, and so we lie like that for longer than I realize even as he softens and it’s lost all its sexual meaning.

Being together like this is a comfort to both of us, like we can’t possibly get close enough to each other.

All the sadness and worry from these past days leaves my body when I’m with them, and I fully embrace it.

The Slayer and Adam are my safe space and there’s no place I’d rather be than lying in their arms.

Chapter 50

Adam

It’s been days of locking ourselves in the apartment, fucking, making love, doing puzzles, and just letting ourselves enjoy this small, blissful moment.

The sun peeks through the windows, sparkling against all her golden jewelry.

“We need to buy her more jewels,” the Slayer nags and I snort out a laugh.

“What?” Iris groggily asks, and I grab her wrist, inspecting the manacled bracelet she wears for protection.

“The Slayer thinks you need more jewelry.”

“Hmm. He might be on to something.”

“See. I told you. We are not being good enough mates. She deserves all the gold.”

“We can definitely make that happen,” I tell her as she nestles even closer to me, neither of us wanting to go back to the real world. Well, as real as our world gets now. Iris’ life is full and we need to figure out what our everyday life looks like.

She’s so soft and perfect next to me and I can’t hold back the words anymore. I should have said them the moment we were safe, and I probably shouldn’t tell her while we lie naked here in bed, lazily not wanting to wake up and face life, but it seems like if I hold this in for another second I’ll combust.

“I love you, Iris,” I say and she adjusts herself so she’s resting on her side looking at me.

“I love you too, Adam.”

With a shaky hand, I cup her chin and bring her mouth to mine.

I grew up with nothing, didn’t value myself or my life. It took being possessed to start living, but it’s all because I have Iris.

We stare at each other for a long time, both of us probably feeling the same butterflies of admitting our feelings for one another. I rub my thumb along her cheekbone wondering how the fuck I got so lucky, but I’m not going to dwell on it.

“So I guess we kind of need to figure out what life looks like, huh?” Iris says and I can’t help but to laugh, because what does life look like now?

“Are you saying you don’t want to be mine and the Slayer’s sugar momma?”