Pride (Living In Sin #1)

Chapter 37

Pry

Conversation was overrated when your sexy little human administrator was standing between your thighs. It was quick and dirty and incredibly satisfying. I couldn't really remember the last time I'd had sex so many times in such a short amount of time. And that Alec kept up, even seeming to enjoy all of it, made pride swell deep in me. It didn't matter whether it was because of me or his own young sexual drive; the feeling would still be the same. Just seeing Alec take so much pleasure was beyond everything.

Now that he was on top of me, breathing heavily into my neck I could enjoy the afterglow. The soft material of my shirt was perfect, a lovely replacement for his skin. It would have been wonderful if Alec were naked but there was also something to be said for having him practically fully clothed lying over my body and his softening cock slipping out of my arse. I wanted to stretch and take him back to bed.

"Ahem!"

"Shit, I thought I'd locked the door."

Sighing, I propped myself up onto my elbows, glaring at Envy. He met the look with one of his own. Envy wasn't any more impressed than I was.

Alec pushed my pants back on and fumbled with his own. The whole time he protected my semi nakedness from my brother. It was sweet of him.

"What can we do for you, Envy?" I didn't want to have to deal with this right now, but I also wasn't surprised. It made a strange kind of sense that the personification of Envy always found themselves in situations that would affect him the most. He was a sucker for his own punishment.

“I’m not allowed in our own office anymore? That’s news to me.”

I rolled my eyes; Envy was the biggest cock-block I’d ever met. “Obviously everyone is allowed back here. It would have been prudent for you to pay attention to locks. I don’t want to bail you out if you end up in jail again.”

"Whatever." Even with his huffy attitude, Envy didn’t meet my eyes when I hopped off the desk. “Maybe you should keep it in your pants when you’re at the office.”

“Sorry, Envy.” I didn’t think Alec needed to apologise. Even a vault wouldn’t stop Envy if he wanted to get in somewhere. “I was sure I’d locked that.”

“It is Saturday lunchtime; it’s not like any of us are actually working.” Alec shot me a glare even as he finished his belt, but I was beyond caring. Multiple orgasms did that.

Envy’s jaw clenched when I winked at him. He flicked a couple of papers into the middle of the room. With Alec’s back turned, I didn’t hesitate to let the supernatural reflexes scoop them out of the air. “I found those invoices you were looking for. Next time keep track of the paperwork yourself.”

Sometimes he was as much a drama queen as Des. The way he responded to Alec was very interesting, though. The human really had a way with all of them. Now that it had started it was going to only get interesting.

“I had thought I’d locked that behind me.”

Alec was upset, and I didn’t like that. I moved closer, wrapping my arms around his waist and pressing my forehead to his back. He smelled like me. It was a heady feeling.

“Locked doors don’t keep Envy out. You did nothing wrong.”

"Is it going to be like that with the whole family?" He sounded so small. I wanted to wipe that away. It hurt that there was only so much I could say to soothe him. I needed to wait till all seven of us were here before any of those conversations happened.

I hated that.

"It will make sense, eventually. My family might be strange, but the more time you spend with them the easier." Maybe. I still had moments when I wasn't sure about something they did. Part of that had to do with being around supernaturals but realistically being demons of the seven sins was weird on all accounts.

He sighed, but rested into my touch. I could almost feel him pouting and it made me smile into his neck. "Great. You lot are going to drive me insane, aren't you?"

"Probably." Now I could press a kiss against his warm flesh. Embarrassed much.

"This isn't a one off weekend, is it?"

I liked that there was just the hint of hope in his voice. It was the sweetest thing. “Only if you want it to be.”

“I don’t think I know what I want anymore.”