𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐒
The bright and shining girl that was named Astraea found her way into the world on March 19th, 1988. Her birthplace being none other than Volterra, Italy, the up and comin...
A single finger twirled through my blonde hair as Aro left the room. Caius' eyes darkened as I started to undress myself, slipping off my shorts and t-shirt. I watched him gulp when Marcus came to assist me with my lace bra.
Aro's eyes locked in on my naked frame when I walked through the bathroom door, sending him a smile. The three of them followed, taking off their clothes to come join me in the shower Aro had so kindly started for us. Our shower would fit all of us, but it would be a bit of a squeeze. It wasn't used to so many people maneuvering around inside all of the same time. Ah, to have rich vampire mates.
"After you, tesoro," Marcus whispered in my ear, opening up the shower door. "My, you look ravishing, mia regina."
"You don't look too bad yourself," I snarked, trying my best to not stare at his naked form. All three of them were greek gods. Naked and utterly gorgeous. Pure perfection. They made my blood run hot, shivers running down my spine. Stepping into the shower, I moan at the warm water hitting my colder body. The sound made Caius let out a growl, speeding up behind me to join me in the shower.
Caius' hands wrapped around my waist, his head nuzzled into my neck. I felt my face turn red from the water and his affection. His lips trailed down my nape, coaxing a small moan out of me. When my hands met with mine, I let out a shaky breath.
Water poured down from above as Aro and Marcus made their way inside the shower. My blonde mate didn't acknowledge them, his eyes still on me as I grabbed the shampoo bottle from one of the shower's shelves. I took some out and started in on my roots, loving the soapy suds on my scalp.
I couldn't see what my mates were doing, but I heard Aro whisper something into Marcus' ear, to which Marcus growled.
Caius kept my hair out of the water as he applied my lemon scented conditioner to my long blonde curls. His hands brushed over my back a few times, sending my heart into a sporadic rhythm.
