Shayne glared at the phone before the angel's words sunk in. When they did, he followed Arch's advice.
He burst through the unlocked door and then stopped so fast at the sight before him, he nearly fell over. Sweet Jesus. Anna was sound asleep in the tub, her large breasts completely exposed to his lusty gaze. He drew in a deep breath as his pulse rate instantly went up.
Her hardened nipples protruded out of the water, almost as if they were offering themselves to him. Shayne wanted to wrap his lips around each one and tongue them like there was no tomorrow. He walked closer, unable to resist seeing what the rest of her body looked like.
His shaft was rock hard, and he trembled when he saw the area between her legs. Her bare lips were slightly parted, as if in invitation. Who would have thought she shaved? Her head was leaned back against the bath pillow, her legs slightly bent. Anna had the kind of body that was ripe and ready to be satisfied.
With a pent-up and extremely frustrated sigh, Shayne gave his jacket a toss and started unbuttoning his shirt. He was going to have to wake her up, and feeling her naked, wet body against him was going to be sensual torture. Her well-being had to come before his consuming need, though. She didn’t need to be asleep with a concussion this soon.
Shayne grimaced as he realized she wasn’t the only one in danger. Dick injuries were dangerous too, and his shaft had pretty much been hard since he met her. People on medicine for erectile dysfunction were told to get medical assistance if their dick didn’t go down after a few hours. His had been hard for longer than that. However, his erection was all natural, and the best way for him to fix it would be to climb up on Anna and pump for several hours, no hospital needed. But in her condition, Shayne knew there was zero chance of that happening.
Shayne glanced at his dick, as he narrowed his eyes and considered his position. It was ridiculous to let himself go like he was. He could either take care of it himself or go to the bar and pick up the first available female he could find. At that time of night, there would be plenty of women willing, but the thought of being with someone else left him cold.
Shayne had to get rid of his sexual frustration, in order to keep his mind free and clear for the problems at hand. Inattention would get them both killed, and he had no doubt that somehow Arch would follow him into the afterlife and kick his ass for letting it happen. There was no escaping the pesky angel. How could it hurt to take the edge off? Who would know?
His eyes wandered back to her voluptuous body, and need almost brought him to his knees. She was so erotically attractive to him that he would do almost anything to have her. His eyes glazed over as he imagined the prolonged pleasure he’d experience just by releasing his load in her tight sheath. Five strokes tops, and he’d be there.
Enough was enough. Undoing the top button of his pants, Shayne carefully slid the zipper down over his dick. He gasped as he pulled it free. It was nine inches of smooth, hard flesh, the girth extremely thick and wide. Grabbing his dick in his hand, he absentmindedly pumped in bliss, while he imagined what he would do with her first.
It was enough to send him straight to the edge. His dick was purple and ready for release. Walking over to the vanity, Shayne grabbed a washcloth and placed it close. It was a shame to waste his seed on that, when she had several warm receptacles he’d love to spend it in. His large hand tightened as he increased his speed, and he lifted his eyes to look back in the mirror. He wanted to see Anna's plush body as he shot his load.
Shayne's body jerked and his hand came to an abrupt stop when he saw her eyes were opened, taking in his every action. A blush crested his cheekbones. It was all he could do not to groan—or make an attempt to fall over dead. He was an immortal warrior who had tupped hundreds of women and battled thousands of horrific monsters from Hell. Yet, she'd just caught him masturbating. Men like him didn't get caught playing with their thingies—but he had. Shayne was embarrassed as hell. He'd just created a shitstorm, all because he couldn't control his lust.
It was time to zip up and move out. He grabbed the waistband of his pants as he prepared to force his dick back into the confining material. Shayne held back a whimper.
Suddenly, he was stopped. “Wait,” Anna said, in a low voice. “Come here.”
Shayne's eyes met hers in the mirror. She watched him with something that could only be described as hunger. He felt something primitive—something dark and primal—at the look in her eyes. Gone was the shy virgin. In her place was a woman who knew what she wanted and was ready to go after it. She’d obviously liked what she saw and was willing to play.
Anna wouldn’t have to ask twice. His cock swelled up even more, and he completely dropped his pants, kicking them off before making his way to her.
ANNA COULDN’T BELIEVE those words had just slipped past her lips. But Shayne was her biggest fantasy come to life, and when she'd seen he was about to leave, she felt she needed to stop him. She'd watched him from the bathtub, taking in the way his chest and shoulders rippled as he stood there stroking himself. And his size. He was massively huge; his length reaching well away from his body. Her inner muscles clenched in
