Morningstar

Chapter 21: Buy Her A Toy

Cerberus

Another bath. She's lucky I love her.

I sat still as she scrubbed through my fur and honestly, I couldn't complain, her touch was magic. When she called me into the shower with her, I got so excited I jumped in and slipped.

She tried to catch me though, which was sweet of her. So sweet I'd shift forms and let her touch my real body if she wanted.

Last night she was mumbling Damiens name in her sleep, well more like moaning it. The act made me annoyed, I was bothered in jealousy.

I sighed as she rinsed down my body, her bare breast rubbing over my back as she knelt down.  "You're going to smell so good now." She said placing a kiss to my head.

She's so beautiful though, her long brown hair, big beautiful Angel eyes and that body that's made for one of those Victoria secret model shows I can't help but jack off too every year.

Getting out, I looked back at her, checking out her naked physique and loving it entirely. She flipped the shower off and stepped out grabbing a towel and wrapping it around herself before she grabbed another and plugged in a blow dryer.

Stay calm Cerberus, don't freak out about it. It's just loud noises.

After twenty grueling minutes, I was dry and followed her to her bedroom where I watched her change into a T-shirt and sweat shorts.

She looked good in anything really.

The door opened and Cleo walked in smiling at her, "Ready to go drink our livers away in the barn?" Cleo asked Bella whose face lit up, "Duh! Yes! I also wanted to know, should we invite Azazel?" She asked eyeing the door.

Of course she's kind enough to worry about that fallen angelic moron.

I rolled my eyes and Cleo walked over sitting on the mattress beside me before petting me and kissing my head, "If you want. I've got an odd feeling about him. I don't really like him." She's a smart girl.

Cleo's hot too, a different type of hot of course, but she still gets me a little in the mood. Nothing like what Bella does though.

The door opened and Nathan walked in smiling shyly at Bella, "Sorry I'm late, I couldn't stay down there. The uh guy with Damien keeps flirting with me." He said furrowing his eyebrows.

Poor Nathan.

I curled up onto Cleo, enjoying her body, it felt good knowing I can feel his girlfriend and he doesn't even notice.

Nathan sat down on the mattress, petting me and smiling down at me. Idiot. He's actually a cool kid, I like his quietness.

Bella was laughing, "So I take it you have bad vibes about Azazel too?" She asked a bit softer now, almost like she was worried they'd hear. There's still a gaping hole in the bedroom wall that's breezing in the wind and bugs. Plus the mattress is just laying on the actual floor since the two idiots broke her bed frame.

There's many ways to break a bed, and their way is not my favorite.

Nathan sat back and stretched out his legs, "I think he's weird. Not a good weird either. There's something desperately odd about him." He cringed and I thought to myself how I suddenly have an interest for this Nathan kids perceptions of people.

Everyone met to eat up the fajitas Damien had made, and it was actually impressive he managed to cook decent meals.

They talked a while longer and I left to go see what both the idiots where up to. Damien was cleaning out his bottom sex drawer and boxing it all up, sucks that I never told him she already knew about it. Azazel was watching wrestling with the old man, hotdog (the dumbass) was laying in Azazels lap asleep. He was laying in the traitors lap.

A disgrace of a dog! Disgrace! Absolute!

Damien came down a bit later dressed in jeans and a plain white T-shirt with a jacket. "Where are we going?" I asked quietly but received silence.

I hate when he ignores me.

"Yeah, where are we going Devil boy?" Damn Azazel.

I scowled at the mistake and waste of space, he gave Damien a grin, "Nowhere. Both of you are staying here." He replied grabbing his wallet out of the stupid blue dish on the table.

"Wait-you can't leave me with him!" I pleaded looking from Damien to Azazel. The guy would drive me insane!

Damien rolled his eyes and stared between us both, "Behave. Honestly." He sighed and headed out the kitchen.

Azazel and I held a long glare, "He's going on a date?" He asked quietly to me, as if he actually had a-

Bella.

Running up the stairs, I hurried to her room and pushed the door open to see Cleo and Nathan making out on the bed. They pulled apart quick, then looked relieved that it was just me. "Bells you almost ready?" Cleo called as Nathan kissed her neck.

The bathroom door opened and I heard a light "Yeah, I got my hair tangled in this stupid necklace." She walked into view and I felt my jaw drop.

There Bella was, in a pair of denim shorts, long tan and very fit legs, a pair of cowgirl boots and black tank top with a few necklaces and bracelets on.

She had her hair curled and fluffed up and had on sexy makeup, she looked like a southern babe. I'm drooling and I don't even care.

"Yes! Oh hey are those the boots you're supposed to wear to Donnas wedding?" Cleo asked as she stood and helped Nathan up to his feet.

Bella smirked, "Maybe. But I doubt I'm even invited so I might as well put them to good use." She waggled her brows and smiled down at me. "Be Good Cerbs. If you're really good, I'll take you with me tomorrow to the pet store and you can pick any toy you want." She said ruffling my fur and kissing me five times before she commented how handsome I was.

Meanwhile I was thinking about going all demon form and tossing her up against the wall. I'll get her a toy if she wants.

She can even have my bone.

Bella headed out with Cleo and Nathan and I followed behind hearing Damien argue with Azazel. "No, I already told you no." He said annoyed.

Then he stepped out of the kitchen and into the hall, freezing and watching Bella. Idiot.

He's so in love with her it revolts me. "Ready?" She asked as Azazel walked out the kitchen eyeing Bella over.

I hate that guy. Truly.

I can't believe I'm being left with the old man, his traitorous dog and the idiot angel.

Why couldn't I be a man?