Bonus | The Female: Chapter 46.5

Winner: Aziel dreaming about Charlie

AZIEL

Kicking off my shoes, I lay back on Gray's couch and stare up at the ceiling. The Incubus has always been very particular about his space and hates when I go into his office without permission, which is precisely the reason why I'm doing it.

I don't understand why he thought it would be a good idea to get up and rush off without telling Silas or me where he's going, and as I reach out to him through the bond, all I feel is resistance.

The little fucker's doing something that he doesn't want us to know about, and I don't trust it one bit.

My head lolls to the side as I hear commotion from down the hallway outside the office, and I listen carefully as Charlie's bare feet patter in my direction. She pushes open Gray's door with a huff, her eyes darting around the room in search of him.

"Where's Gray?" She asks.

I shrug.

"Your guess is as good as mine." I admit.

Charlie groans and stomps toward me. Crossing her arms over her chest, she peers down at me with a frown. I smirk, enjoying when she's in a grumpy mood.

"Can't you feel him through the bond?" She retorts.

"Not when he's purposefully hiding from me." I answer truthfully. "All he said when I ran into him this morning was that he has a meeting to go to and will be back later. I'm assuming he's somewhere in Lust wreaking havoc." I chuckle.

Charlie frowns before pursing her lips, and I reach out to grab her waist before she can get lost in her thoughts and make assumptions about Gray's actions. The Incubus may be many things, but he's not a cheater. Charlie sighs as I tell her this, and lets me pull her onto the couch and into my side.

Her hair smells good, and I take a deep inhale of the scent as she buries the crown of her head underneath my chin. I flinch, grumbling as she slips her cold hands underneath my shirt and presses them against my abdomen for warmth.

"Why are you looking for him?" I ask after a moment of comfortable silence.

Charlie hums, tracing her fingertips along the ridges of my stomach.

"He promised to take me to see the annual parade in Pride tonight." She explains, pulling back to look up at me.

I try to keep my face level in response to her excitement. Wraths and Prides tend not to get along, but even I have to admit that they put on one hell of a party. Their pride won't let them host anything less than stellar.

Charlie's pulse races when I don't immediately respond, and I use the arm she's laying on to roll her over so she's sitting up on my chest. Her dress lifts to her waist as it's ruffled around, and I trace my fingertips across the underwear she's wearing with a soft smile.

You'd think that a woman bonded to an Incubus would wear the finest silks and lace, but instead, she wears blue cotton boyshorts that leave more to the imagination than I'd like.

"Who bought you these monstrosities?" I ask.

Charlie slaps my hand away.

"I did. They're comfortable and catch all the stuff." She states, her face turning red as she defends her ugly underwear.

"Catch all the stuff?" I tease, knowing exactly what she's talking about but wanting to hear her say it anyway.

I could smell the semen that drips out of her the moment she stomped toward me, the salty, metallic scent hard not to notice, especially when it's coupled with her body's natural odor. She'd be humiliated if she told her that we could smell it, though, so instead, I put on my best confused expression as I look up at her for clarification.

Charlie grimaces and shakes her head, refusing to answer.

"Can I see?" I ask, hooking my fingers into the fabric.

Charlie shakes her head, her hands tensing against me as she tries to push herself up. I hold her down, smirking as the smell of her arousal makes its way to my nose. I'm sure that she thinks that letting me see what Gray's left in her is cruel or wrong, but I can't think of anything else I'd like more.

"If Gray doesn't show, I'll take you to the parade." I state, continuing to trace my finger along the seam of her underwear.

Her thighs tense up against me as I move inward and run the pad of my thumb over the spot where her entrance is, feeling the slight wetness through the fabric. I press harder, smearing the cum that's dripped out of her into her sex.

"Let me see, Charlie." I order. "Take off your underwear and lean back."

She shivers, hesitating, before hooking her thumbs into the elastic and lifting her hips so she can slide her underwear down her legs. She ends up having to shuffle off me so she can pull them completely off, but quickly sits back on my stomach.

Her chin is jutted upward towards the ceiling as she places her hands on my knees and leans back as I ordered. I stare at the column of her throat for a moment, my tongue darting out to lick my lips as her throat bobs and she lets out a shaky breath.

"Good girl." I murmur, lowering my eyes to her sex. "Gray really did a number on you."

Charlie nods, her chest reddening as her swollen pussy clenches.

"Tell me what he did." I command.

Her hole clenches again, and I reach forward and swipe at the leftover cum that drips out of her. Most of it has already found its way into the pocket of her underwear, but I grab what I can and use it to rub her clit.

"Charlie," I warn when she doesn't immediately respond.

She jerks against me, and I reach around her to undo my pants as I wait for her to tell me how Gray took her this morning. I could hear his hips smacking into her ass from my bedroom, and I want to know if what I visualized was accurate.

"He had me get on my knees and hold the headboard." She finally starts, clearing her throat when it croaks. "Gray laid on his back and had me sit on his face until I came. Then he got behind me and fucked me."

I hum, knowing that there's more. When an Incubus cums it causes a frenzy in the recipient, and I want to know what she made him do to soothe that.

"Are you sore?" I ask, interrupting.

Charlie nods, and I take that into consideration as I lift her hips and gently line my cock up with her entrance. I want to fuck up into her and take what's mine as I usually do, but I've been making an effort to be gentler after Gray's warnings that I could hurt her.

"Continue," I state, gnawing at my bottom lip as she tentatively rocks her hips.

Her pussy welcomes me immediately, and I hold back a moan at the sight of her used up hole swallowing the length of my cock. Gray's cum that was trapped up in her comes seeping out along the sides as she sinks down on me, and I watch it dribble down my shaft in awe.

"He licked me after. Made me cum again." She chokes out.

I smile.

"He ate his cum out of you?" I clarify.

Charlie nods, moaning as she leans forward and places her hands on my chest for better balance. I hold her hips to help keep her steady as she softly begins to ride my cock. She's warm and familiar around me, and I know that I'm not going to last long as she lets out a quiet whimper and sinks her nails into my shoulder.

The mental image of Gray sucking on her sex and licking his cum is one I'd like to make a memory, and I reach out to him through the bond to try and get his attention. He pushes me away as he's been doing all morning, but pauses and opens up when I shove harder.

We both know that I could easily force my way inside his mind if I wanted, but I resist the urge and instead invite him into mine. He pokes and prods before I feel the weight of him in my body, and I focus on the feeling of Charlie rocking against me so he can feel it too.

"Do you want to watch Gray lick my cum out of you, too?" I ask her, knowing that the Incubus can hear.

Charlie moans, her thrusts quickening as she nods her head.

"But boys who are late to take you to the parade don't get to taste us, do they?" I continue.

Charlie pauses as she stares at me, her head tilting to the side as she figures out what I'm doing. The sly smirk that spreads over her lips as my pulse racing, and I clench my jaw shut to try and prevent my impending orgasm.

"No. Only good boys get to do that. Silas has been a good boy, don't you think? Much better than Gray." She taunts, her hips lifting and slamming down on my own.

I hear a thump from Silas's office as his name is spoken, the man probably gearing up to come in at my call. I'm sure that he's been intently listening to everything happening in here,  waiting for the opportunity to join in.

Gray's presence in me grows as he tries to shove my consciousness aside and take control, but I easily push him out and close off the bond as he did to me earlier. He shoves and prods at me, but I ignore it and bring my focus back on Charlie.

Her juices soak my cock and balls as she writhes above me, and I can't hold back any longer and tense up beneath her. My eyes roll back as she bounces on my length, my mouth falling open in a choked moan as I find my release.

Jerking up in bed, I grunt and thrust into the air as I spill all over myself and my sheets. My cock feels heavy where it rests against my abdomen, and I collapse back onto the mattress with a sigh.

Fuck.

This Human is going to be the death of me. Reaching up, I wipe at my sweaty forehead before glancing down at myself. My stomach and chest are covered in cum, and I hold back a groan at the sight of it.

Fuck.