Page 64 of The Vampire Oracle

I looked up at him, and I had to say, being this low to the ground and looking up turned me on. It was like I was on my knees for this priest, beginning to repent. I was sure a dick down my throat was able to do that. I reached for the bar, but he held out his hand.

“Father Theo has a way of making your body exhausted from training.”

I wanted to tell him it wasn’t only training, but he probably already knew that. Kier probably told him, though I wasn’t sure how he would react.

Sliding my hand into his, I let him help me to my feet, groaning at the tightness of my thighs.

Osiris chuckled, but he bent down a bit before lifting me right onto his back. It caught me off guard, but I didn’t have the strength to fight it. He adjusted, reaching back and grabbing my thighs as he began walking me out.

I pressed my cheek to his back, closing my eyes.

“I can’t remember how many times Kier carried me like this after my first year of being a Rookie.”

A small smirk curled on my lips. He signed us out and carried me through the parking lot to his SUV that he had taken here with Briar.

“Alright,” he muttered, opening the passenger door, and letting me get off.

The impact of coming down to my feet made me whine. My body was on fire, and the moment I sat down, I was excited.

“And you have to do this all over again tomorrow,” he said with a smirk, closing the door for me dramatically. He rounded the car, and I got to look at him once more. He was tall, dark, and very handsome. My thighs tightened together as the setting sun landed right on his face perfectly.

I inhaled sharply as he entered the car and started it. The scent of our sweat, yet his expensive cologne filled the car.

“What did you do when you were this sore?”

Osiris looked at all mirrors, and I swore he looked at me for a moment before he drove off.

With Beck and Abel, it was the instant that we liked each other. The crush grew with each passing day, and all today I thought about them.

How were these men able to invade my brain like that?

“Kier used to run me ice baths—”

“Nope,” I refused.

He chuckled. “And he would rub my muscles before it to loosen me up.”

“Kinky,” I muttered at his words, thinking about Kier rubbing me down. “Ugh, a rub down would be amazing. Maybe you could call Abel for me!”

“He’s busy,” he answered.

“How do you know?”

“He’s home to help his mother with moving things. He’s busy.”

I rolled my eyes. “Then no one is home! Beck is the next one, but he’s still working. Same with Briar, it would take some convincing, but he would do it for me if I asked.”

“I can rub your muscles, Psalm, without it being…” his voice trailed off.

I glanced at him. Risk Osiris rubbing my body or going another day without a rub down.

“Fine, but if you try anything, I will kill you.”

Osiris snorted. “Can you even do that right now? The famous Spectre is down for one day.”

“He had me do horrible shit!” I defended. “I used magic the most I’ve ever done. I use alchemy, not conjuring.”

“I thought I was hot shit too, before I met Theron.”