“He doesn’t look old,” Melana said, her voice sounding far away. Nathaniel grabbed her hand; she seemed to be in some trance as she stared after Asmodeus.
“The fossil is older than the earth,” Aamon said.
“Just something so appealing about him,” I mused, and Ace cleared his throat.
“What? We can look?” Melana said.
“I wonder—” Asmodeus smiled tauntingly at his daughter’s angry red face.
“You wonder nothing. Dad, stop it, you filthy old man,” Avery scolded, shooing him away.
Even a few of the men were watching, drooling over him. My stepfather whistled, and Asmodeus looked over at him, a smile flashing on his face, and half the woman near him swooned. Tyson and Ace growled as he passed us, sending a wink at Melana and me. I chuckled, knowing his demonic ways had us wanting to beg at his feet just to touch him.
He flopped down in a chair beside my stepfather, and even my mother and grandmother were no match against his appeal. My mother was staring at him in a trance. Asmodeus smirked while my stepfather rolled his eyes, only to growl when my mother reached her hand out. I could tell she wasn’t with it. Ryker grabbed her hand, tugging her in his lap.
“Stop it, god of the underworld or not, I will drag you to the pits of hell myself,” Ryker warned him, and he chuckled, putting his hands up in surrender.
“I’m on my best deviant behavior,” he retorted.
“Bloody old fool, we just finished a war. Does he really want to start another by bedding everyone here?” Avery said, reaching for Amy in Aamon’s arms.
“You should try living with him. Ten years I had to listen to the noises coming from his room,” Aamon huffed.
“Well, you shouldn’t have killed my parents, and I wouldn’t have locked you there.”
“I have been scarred for life. The man is insatiable, a beast in bed.”
“I would rather not hear about my father’s bedroom adventures,” Avery said.
“Hear about them? I had to watch them do the walk of shame each morning. His bedroom was like a revolving door,” Aamon muttered.
“I’m gonna see if he needs anything,” Melana muttered dreamily.
“Like hell you are, you stay away from him,” Nathaniel growled possessively, shooting a glare at Asmodeus, who was clearly enjoying the attention. In fact, I was pretty sure he was reveling in it.
Chapter ninety-eight
AYearLater
We had just got home from the waterfalls. Today was an absolute scorcher, so we went swimming. Mom and dad had moved out a couple of months ago, and we were glad to have the house back to ourselves. Though I would miss mom’s terrible cooking and Rayan’s constant “I’m bored.”
I rushed into the house, intending to shower, and I screamed, “I call dibs,” racing toward the bathroom. Three days in a row, we had run out of hot water, and I was not freezing my ass off again. Yesterday the water was so cold my nipples practically inverted to escape the torrents of icy water. But not today, Satan, not today. That hot water is mine. They could have shriveled balls; my titties weren’t freezing because they used all the water again. Stripping off as I ran down the hallway, I rushed in, slamming the door behind me.
I had barely stepped under the spray when the door burst open and smashed into the wall as they shoved and pushed each other, trying to get in the shower with me.
“No, you are both too big to fit,” I scolded them.
“That’s what they all say,” Ace murmured, and I rolled my eyes.
“Oh, I will fit, baby,” Tyson purred, trying to shove Ace away. I growled at them, trying to invade my shower. Ace pushed Tyson, making him land in the bathtub. Tyson growled at him as Ace hopped into the cramped stall. I shrieked when my back came into contact with the cold tiles. His hands reached for me the moment he stepped in. Ace was mauling me when the shower screen door opened again.
“Nope, definitely not. I am already squashed,” I snapped at Tyson, but he ignored me, squeezing past us when Ace jumped away from him, growling and baring his teeth.
“Gross, bro. Your dick touched my fucking leg,” he growled. Tyson growled back at him, yanking me out of Ace’s grip.
“Both of you get out! I wanted to shave,” I whined.
“I can shave you, though. I am kinda digging the Amazonian look,” Ace chuckled.