“Has anyone told you that you should have been a sergeant?”
She grins. “I’ve learnt that being a sergeant is the only way to get you men to listen to me.” She might be right where that is concerned. We pretty much do our own thing, not sticking to convention. I glance down at Freya to see she’s peaceful, her colour is starting to improve, too. She was so pale before. “She will be fine while you shower, come on,” she says, motioning her head towards the bathroom.
“Fine, bossy boots,” I grumble, but I find it endearing that such a tiny little slip of a girl thinks she can bully men twice her size. Standing, I pull my t-shirt off. She gasps and I see her eyes widening. “What?”
“I’m sure you can get undressed in the bathroom,” she whispers, which has me raise my eyebrows in question.
“I’m in my bedroom, last time I checked.” My hands move to the button at the waistband of my jeans, which has her hurriedly turning around to face the door. I grin, I wasn’t going to undress before her, but I wanted to show her that she won’t be able to get everything her own way. Besides, Ulrich would have my hide if he knew I got undressed in front of his woman, like I would if they did it in front of Freya.
Turning, I head towards the bathroom. Slipping inside, I close the door behind me. I pull a clean towel from off the shelf and turn on the shower. Being next to my woman, even though she’s been sick, has been hell on me. When she is one hundred percent recovered, I’m going to keep her in bed the whole day, taking her in every possible position known to me.
The warm water cascading over my body feels like heaven. My hand moves to my hardness. Just thinking about my woman has me hard and ready. I start stroking my length slowly at first, my eyes closed as I imagine myself kissing her perfect skin—caressing her silky thighs. Her perfect round breasts bobbing with her breathing. Her sweetness on my tongue as I kiss her heated core, hearing her gasps of pleasure.
My hand moves faster over my length. I feel my balls tightening as I feel myself reaching the pinnacle before I cum. My other hand snaps out flat against the tiles before me as I move my hand faster, tightening my hold just slightly as I feel the pressure build. I imagine Freya’s mouth kissing my cock, taking it deep into her mouth. Fuck, I’m nearly there, squeezing my eyes tight as I stroke two more times before I’m grunting my release. Cum juts out against the shower wall, my cock spasming in my hand.
I know that this is a simple release. It can’t compare to the release or pleasure I feel when I make love to Freya, but at least now I’m more relaxed and should be able to sleep without a hard-on from being next to my woman and not being able to touch her.
I let the water wash away all evidence of my cum, my muscles slowly relaxing as I wash with the shower gel. The smell of the natural herbs that are in the gel calm me. Some women in the Mother Chapter have opened a business where they produce natural products. Those products are mostly used by the Elementals, because I don’t know what they use, but they are amazing. This shower gel, for example, really does relax the senses and the mind.
Turning off the tap, I step out of the shower, placing the towel around my hips as I walk into my bedroom to find Monica just about to leave from bringing my meal up. She stops when she sees me, turning she inclines her head towards the bed. “Anastasia says that she’s your Ol’ lady, is that true?” I’ve had quite a few good times with Monica, but that’s all it ever was. Monica was never able to give me the absolute mind-blowing orgasms that Freya can or the complete feeling of peace that I feel when I’m near my woman.
“Yes, it is.”
She nods then turns to leave. The women know not to try to entice us if we have an old lady, therefore, I know that Monica will keep her distance. The women were all sent away when Anastasia came to stay with us, but she felt guilty for having them leave their home, so she nagged Ulrich and Tor until they both gave in and brought them back, but only with the condition that if one of us has an old lady, then we are off bounds.
I know that the Jezebels respect Anastasia and I only hope that they will respect Freya too, because the last thing I need is problems with Freya because of them.