Fallen Into Hell: Fallen: Book 2, Layna Snow [the mitten read aloud .TXT] 📗

Thane ran his hand through her hair, gathering it to drape over Adrian’s shoulder. The hair was soft, so silky, the ends damp and curling slightly. It would need to be washed, he was sure. He was sure it would be appealing to have her smell like their soap.

“How are you feeling, Phie?” Adrian asked, his tone gentling at last. “Are you sore?” He ran the washcloth under the water and between her gently parted thighs.

Thane could feel the reaction her gasp caused, could see her lift her hips to Adrian’s hand. Adrian chuckled and Thane wanted to do the same.

“No, hot-stuff this is aftercare. This is about you and relaxation, not sexy-time. Just lean back and let us take care of you. You have to be sore. Death isn’t exactly small. Your muscles are also probably uncomfortable from walking all this way, and from being locked into one position. Just let us help.”

Sophia pouted, a facial expression that would have caused a small amount of annoyance to sidle into his mind, but only created a feeling of appreciation. It was…cute.

She continued to react, however, while Adrian continued to wash her systematically. When her body was clean, Thane took the portable showerhead down and turned it on to run warm water through her hair. Adrian helped, turning her so that she was facing him, straddling the young man’s thighs.

This made it easier to apply Adrian’s shampoo to her soft tresses, working the soap into a lather. He never thought that washing hair could be sensual, but he had to admit that the experience was turning him on.

It seemed to be doing the same to her, because her nipples tightened, drawing his gaze. Drawing Adrian’s gaze as well.

“Oh boy, you sure we can’t give her a little pleasure while we do this?” the man asked.

He would have agreed with Adrian, however this wasn’t the time. They were finished with the carnal part of this morning’s activities. They could do more, and would do more later.

“Pretty,” Thane said, his voice breathless even to his own ears. She wasn’t just pretty. She was gorgeous, with her wonderful curves that cushioned his body just right. It gave him more to stimulate, more to touch. Her face, set in aroused lines drew him, and her hair was like dark silk as he rinsed it.

“We are so going to keep you naked all the time. I love looking at you and touching you. I want to know that I can press my cock into you anytime I want to. That you are ready for us.” Adrian purred.

As if that sentence was an electric prod, Sophia gave a start. Her eyes opened and she pulled her head forward, away from his hand.

Unfortunately, he had his fingers gripping the strands to wash them, and he could tell that the pull caused her pain.

Seeing her discomfort caused a twinge in his chest. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her.

“Sorry,” he said, releasing her hair and turning the water off, however she was too busy scrambling to cover herself to notice.

“Whoa, relax baby. What’s wrong? Talk to Sin. Can’t make it better unless I know what the problem is.”

Sophia shook her head, her face hidden behind the wet fall of her hair.

Thane moved to sweep it aside, needing to see her face in order to comfort her, but she wouldn’t let him.

He could feel something pressing through the cold calm that he held within. It was sharp, chaotic and deeply unpleasant.

He was pretty sure that it was panic.

He pushed it away, needing instead to focus on the situation.

Obviously something had startled her. She had been relaxed a few moments before. Had she been reacting to his comment about her nudity?

Or was it about their future sexual activity that bothered her? He could not think that she was worried about sex with them, not after how she responded to them already.

“Sophia.” He said, his voice a command. He was used to issuing orders.

She stilled, proving that she did have a submissive quality. It was rewarding, to know that she followed his demand. She still, however, wouldn’t look at him.

Enough was enough. Thane would not let her hide her thoughts. It was not conductive to a healthy relationship of this kind. They had to know exactly what she thought and felt in order to make sure that she was not harmed in any way. They had to know what she liked and didn’t like. If she was not honest with them, they would not be able to carry on.

Thane reached in and picked her up, holding her against his body. Adrian also got up and retrieved a towel to dry her off.

He only put her down long enough for Adrian to dry her off some, and for him to wash himself quickly in the shower. He didn’t have any hair, so he didn’t need to take time to wash it.

After that, he returned to the bedroom to find Sophia sitting at the foot of his bed holding a blanket to cover her body. Adrian stood in front of her, still naked.

When he entered, the other man turned around and let out a frustrated breath. “I think she’s being ridiculous, wanting to hide her body and shit.” As immoral as Adrian was, Thane knew that he was not unintelligent. The other Fallen was very perceptive when it came to people and so Thane would not discount his theory.

Without pause, he walked to Sophia and took the blanket from her. The cover was offensive.

She didn’t need to hide her flesh from him. The fact that she wanted to put a barrier between them was unacceptable. It didn’t take much strength to remove it, tossing it to Adrian quickly. “Yours too.”

He knew that