I'm finally in the shower, and no, it's not cold as Sloan suggested. Rather, it's steaming fucking hot.

I'm trying to feel centred, balanced, normal – not ravenously thirsty.

I can feel my hormones rushing through my blood stream as I think of Onyx's hot thick cock throbbing and thrusting between my thighs first, first a warning before he – stop.

I have to stop this nonsense.

I've closed my eyes for the shampoo and conditioner, but now that I'm toward the end, as I'm reaching for the bar of soap – I turn to randomly stare at the droplets of water on the glass window pane.

On the other side, as if staring into a window into another realm, I see him.

Onyx. His midnight tinted fur turns silver like the moon, then his eyes pulse a brighter red as his body morphs in a way that is so quick I can't see the in-between phases. One moment he is a monstrous Lycan. The next? Gorgeous man. With a bloody black eye. A bruised shoulder. A watch. But other than the watch, Oswald is naked.

His red eyes hold mine.

I reach out my hand with a deep-rooted instinct and it passes through the reflection.

I pause to take it all in. On the other side... it feels warm like Hell. For a second I wonder if Oswald will pull me through, instead, he looks at my hand and waits.

Impulsively, I grab two of his fingers and tug him toward me.

Oswald doesn't budge.

Until he does.

Stepping his whole form forward until the image is no longer a distortion through the glass. My back has hit the wall, as the handsome mortal stands under the pressured hot water with me. His eyes are closed, the water washes the blood off from his beating.

I'm just staring at him.

A fantasy come to life.

And then Onyx, in his beautiful human form, Oswald – opens his striking red eyes.

They focus on me like a demon just summoned from hell, and he sees me naked and hot against the shower tiles, almost panting for him to get me.

"Silvia. Traitor. I have a broken leg," Oswald drawls over my head, looking around to take in the bathroom, before catching my gaze again, "And yet I'm still going to fuck you. You beautiful, haunting bitch."

"How did you –" it's barely words, more a moan – as he leans in to catch my words with his lips.

Oh, heaven.

We kiss. We kiss so perfectly in the embrace of the hot shower.

I part my lips against his soft engaging movements, while his tongue boldly licks deep into my mouth, tasting me.

As we hold that astounding kiss, my breasts squish against his heavy muscled torso, as his hand smooths over my ass and onto the back of my thigh, lifting my right leg up, trailing his fingers up my leg toward my ankle – to force the leg straight up near my face.

I whimper and open my eyes, while Oswald takes his lips away from mine by a small inch, to smirk – before finding my dripping pussy with his raised cock, and lifting my whole body up by my ankle.

I cry out from momentary pain, before he swiftly drops me so his cock pierces straight and deep into my womb, and his weight holds me back against the tiles at the correct height.

He starts to fuck me hard.

The red Lycan eyes devour me as I make a noise with every demonic thrust.

"You want to play with me, running, but you'll pay heavy when you lose this game, Silvia," Oswald talks so calmly, like he isn't being squeezed ruthlessly by my quivering dripping pussy. He splays his hand across my stomach, where the pup will be growing, "This belongs to me."

"...yes," I sigh, thinking I've said it in my head only, breathless as I feel the high of an orgasm growing, wait – "I mean no."

A deep and too-cute chuckle comes from his human mouth.

Oswald reaches up that slayed hand and lays it across my lips, clamping my jaw firmly, a thumb under my chin.

"Shh," Oswald lays his forehead on mine, as he starts to thrust even harder – as my orgasm starts to tip over the threshold.

"Mm –" I cry out into his clamped hand, muffled, as my whole body spasms so fucking hard. My eyes roll back into my head with the overwhelming climax as Oswald keeps fucking me steadily, to meet his own end while also extending my pleasure.

I thrust my hips back into his, as I open my eyes, biting my lip to look randomly to the bathroom door.

Where Sloan is watching.

Leaning on the open doorframe, smirking at me getting fucked.

As my eyes widen in shock and horror, Oswald drops his hand from my mouth, to my neck, and squeezes lightly as he looks to take in the threat.

I expect a fucking protest.

Or a snarl at least.

"You or I had to teach her a lesson," Sloan calls out, with a happy smile, "You beat me to it."

"I would not have let you fuck me," I snap, as Oswald keeps thrusting casually into me, looking down at my furious gaze.

"Vampires are notoriously good at sex," Oswald says, while he thrusts deep and finally cums inside.

"–and he doesn't last as long as a human," Sloan says, still watching.

"Where is Carmen?" Oswald pulls away from me, allowing me to continue showering, as he steps out and grabs a towel hanging to the side.

"Asleep," Sloan says, "Come out here," Sloan beckons his best friend out. Oswald walks perfectly fine with a broken leg.

I watch in disbelief as he even turns around to grab the door after Sloan.

But just before Oswald leaves the bathroom, he catches my eye and winks.

Then he shuts the door.

T-Th-They're – fucking – demonic unacceptable behaviour!

"You're fucking welcome!" I scream at the door, "For the fuck and the passage through realms! You fucking dog!"

Argh!

What the hell was he up to now?! Them? They were up to something! With Carmen!

I only have my angry righteous moment last for a generous 6 seconds.

Before that door? That was just calmly shut?

Gets kicked off its fucking hinges.

I scream as it lands in splinters across the floor.

And an 8-ft Lycan steps back in, with an instant lethal snarl, "What the fuck did you just call me, you dumb bitch?"

I slam off the shower in a panic.

"You're welcome?" my tone changes into a tiny lady-like murmur.

Onyx stalks up to the shower, and his wolf head peers over the top of it.

I look right up at him, blushing hard.

For some reason he is more terrifying than ever.

"I'll fuck you like a dog."

"Oh, no," I gulp, a little sarcastic.

"But first Carmen's begging for it up her ass. You both love anal," Onyx whispers that last part, like it's a funny fact.

"F-fuck," I hiss, not sure what to say.

"Do you object?" Onyx turns to go back out.

"Ask her, not me!" I yell, suddenly getting my senses back.

And then I hear it.

"Fuck my ass! PleeeEase!"

Carmen squeals in excitement, wide fucking awake again – probably from the pure adrenaline rush at the Lycan pheromones now flooding the apartment.

I close my eyes. Shit. What would the fucking neighbours think?