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

to touch her creamy skin all over. He got to run his hand through her tresses. And this time he got to shave her. Yeah, that didn’t sound too sexy but to know that she gave him the trust with a razor on her body. The fact that he could do whatever he wanted to take care of her. It was a good high.

And he got to shave her privates too, fix her up so that everything was super awesome. And extra sensitive to his touch.

And then after that, they all got dressed before he watched Thane feed her again. It was such a domestic sight, and he was struck with how right it felt. He liked knowing that they were seeing to her needs. Liked that they were fueling her body for the day.

Shit, he shouldn’t be thinking this! But he couldn’t help it! It was just super nice to see her being taken care of, knowing that his partner was there to make sure everything would be good if he couldn’t.

Now that she was sated, at least with food, he had to bring up the topic that she seemed to be avoiding. “Phie. We need to talk now. I know, you don’t want to, but we need to know what happened. From the beginning.”

When she looked around, Sin rolled his eyes. She had to get over this! She could talk! Well… whisper. He heard it every time they had sex. She would whisper cute little things that made him harder, and yet, she wouldn’t talk now.

“Fine, you can use the tablet.” He figured that way they’d get some answers. And quickly.

Sin stood and got the tablet. He handed it to her before taking his seat back. Thane was not going to release his bundle of sexy flesh. Sin wouldn’t either if he didn’t have to! But he got to touch her when she was all wet and soapy, so who was he to complain?

“Now… what went on, chica? Don’t leave us hanging.”

Phie sighed, and he wanted to kiss that pouting mouth. She could be as put-out as she wanted, but she’d still tell them. He’d make sure of that.

I was taken by those… alien things. I forget what they are called. And I. She stopped, and then started to write again, I guess I hallucinated. It was like being taken by aliens. It was horrible. Well, I’m sure you don’t really care, but it was really bad. Then I met the Devil. He was nice.

She just bet he was. The guy did anything to get his way. He lied and cajoled people into getting what he wanted. And it seemed like he got what he wanted from her. Whatever that was.

“Sure. What did he say? What did he ask? I don’t care about his hair colour. I just want to know what you both agreed to.” And damn, if he didn’t want to know absolutely everything. There was no way that the Devil didn’t take advantage of her somehow.

He said that he knew why I was there. He asked me what I wanted.

Why the heck did she pause? And why did she look so uncertain. Sin was ready to spank her if she didn’t get on with it.

Thane tightened his hold, and he could see the big man running his thumb across her skin. So close to her breast. If only she wasn’t wearing a shirt! Why didn’t he insist that they eat naked?

“Out with it! Every minute you aren’t writing, you get one spank. I let you off easy last night. I won’t let it go again.” And so what if his voice was a little breathy as he commanded her. As if he should pretend that the idea of reddening her shapely ass wasn’t turning him on!

I’m not holding back. I just don’t know what you want to know! I told him, in specific words that I want my sister to be alive, to live another 80 years and that she can walk and talk normally. He agreed. That was it.

But it wasn’t it. He could tell by the way she bit her plump bottom lip. The same red lip that he wanted to kiss, wanted to nip. The question was, why was she lying?

“For that lie, you get 5. Do you want to go up from there? We won’t stop at 10. We know that you like them, and we won’t pacify you. Tell us what you traded for. He never does anything for free.”

Have you met him, then? She asked, and Sin didn’t even have to think about it.

“No. He doesn’t walk around. He doesn’t interact much. He has powers to get what he wants done, and it happens. He keeps populations low and has Demons to serve him. No reason for either of us to want to have a heart to heart with the table-fucker. I don’t want to ever come close to him. Fucking ass-strainer! Now, we are up to 10. Stop putting it off.”

Then again, it didn’t look like his threat was working too well. She didn’t seem to mind the spanking. Maybe he’d have to switch it up a little. He could always decorate her lovely tits with the clover clamps. That’d be nice.

It sucked that Phie started to write again. But… he could always do it anyways. Didn’t have to be a punishment.

He asked me to find his young daughter.

Oh, just find his daughter, like it’s some image search game! And what the hell did he expect her to do with the little chit? “And?”

And, he wants me to keep her until she is 20, then bring her to him.

Yeah, piece of fucking cake! It wasn’t like he was saying ‘hey, do my sister’ or ‘rock my world’.

No! He wanted something difficult and ambiguous!

She’d never