Last Female Sypher and Her Brother's Friends novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152

Aria

I held up my hands, letting Barric remove my shirt, followed by my jeans. I frown at the stiff cakey feeling of the garment peeling away from my skin.

The adrenaline of the battle had finally worn off, and now It like a sack emptied of its contents.

Hollow. Deflated. Cavernous.

The image of my mother plunging the ice blade into her chest replays in my mind.

The way she looked at me. The sickening bubble of blood that spilled from her lips.

The crumble of her body.

It all danced around in my mind, mixing with every screaming match, every slammed door, every vicious word that we’d ever spoken to each other.

Barric’s calloused hand presses against my back, and I’m brought back to the present.

“Hey,” he says, his tone commanding, “I don’t want you to think of anything.”

“You’re asking for a lot,” I reply as he guides me into the water.

I groan as the delicious heat both soothes and stings my sore, pulsing body. The water laps at the swell of my breast, and I turn to face Barric.

He’s standing at the edge of the pool, hands on the button of his pants. “Should I give you some incentive for your presence?”

My wolf purrs, fully on board with his plans.

“Please do.”

I fix my eyes on his fingers as the strong, long digits unclasp the button and yank his pants down his thick thigh. His cock springs out, full and ready, the

tip glistening with precum..

Heat spreads in my core, chasing away the pain and sorrow with the instinctual need for closeness, touch only my mates could give. I let the need take precedence in my body, my mind.

Leisurely, I pursue Barric’s breathtaking body. The firm lines, the dips and ridges of his abs, the veins of his forearms that mirrored the prominent veins of the appendage reaching towards me.

I let out a growl of appreciation.

My mate’s hard erection had to be the eighth wonder of the world. The other nine through eleven sat firmly between the thighs of my other mates.

Gods, I’m a lucky female.

Sometimes I needed to stop and remember that.

He prowls into the water, and my body heats, like he flipped a switch inside me just from his intention.

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Chapter 152

Turn around,” he says:

I comply.

His hands brush against my skin, and the minty smell of soap hits my nose. I groan as he washes my skin with patient, efficient hands. He takes his time smoothing over my legs, my ass, my stomach, and when he reaches my breast, he takes extra time without ever touching me the way I need. After a thorough washing, I’m so keyed up that my breath is coming out in short pants.

“I’ve been patient,” I whine. “Now touch me.”

“Have you?” Barric says, in no rush.

His hand moves between my legs, ghosting over my slit.

A shiver runs down my spine and pushes my hips forward, seeking out what my body keenly wants.

“How do you want it, baby? Fast and deep or hard and slow,” he growls in my ear.

I bite my lip.

Decisions. Decisions.

He dips a teasing finger inside my core and then pulls out.

“Fuck,” I bite out.

He bends me over the edge of the bathing pool. “If you don’t make a choice, I’ll make it for you.”

His large hand palms one of my ass cheeks, and I feel my pussy clench in anticipation. The sharp sting of a slap follows, sending a wave of pleasure through

1. me.

“Okay. Okay. Fast and deep.”

“You sure?” he questions.

“I swear to fuck if you don’t

Barric slams his cock in me in one forceful thrust. I cry out as he hammers, into me with a rhythm that makes my breath stutter in my airway. The pain from the stretch of his shaft pulls at the threat of ecstasy throughout my body.

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